"Our ultimate goal is Messina. We must occupy it faster than the British and liberate it, because this is related to the display of the reputation and strength of our US Army, so I will never let Montgomery's troops seize Messina before us!"

Just after stabilizing the mood of the soldiers on the beachhead position, Patton immediately said to Middles, the commander of the 45th Infantry Division, and Terry Allen, the commander of the 1st Division, via field phone.

The two ambitious division commanders agreed and were also discussing with Patton how to speed up the march, how to get closer to Messina quickly, and take it down with Montgomery's troops.

At this time, Mussolini, 59, looked pale and sick; she was waiting for the result of the damage caused by British and American air forces after the bombing of the British and American air force.

And his mistress Clara Betassi was by his side, silently accompanying him.

But even so, Mussolini was not at all calm at this moment.

Because when he learned that the British and American Airlines team was bombing a large-scale 1,000 British and American aircraft, he also knew that more than 2,000 British and American aircraft were bombing more than 1,000 bombs loaded with 1,000 pounds.

In addition, there are many white phosphorus bombs and gasoline solidified incendiary bombs, which are also dropped into the city centers of major Italian cities.

After waiting for almost two hours, Alvalo, one of Mussolini's confidants, hurried to him.

"How are our losses? Is it serious? Are the citizens' casualties serious? How are they doing now?"

As soon as he saw Alvalo, Mussolini asked anxiously.

"Not good! The buildings in Rome and major cities were bombed to the point of ruins, and many citizens killed and injured many people in this sudden air strike! Moreover, our Cathedral of San Lorenzo was also destroyed. As for the residential areas of the working-class people in their hearts, a large area was blown up. It can be said that the major cities in Italy are now bombed with fire and thick smoke rolling!"

"And this incident has caused many citizens to launch a march to protest us, and has also caused His Majesty the King to be alarmed!"

Alvaro responded in a hurry with sweat.

“…”

Mussolini suddenly trembled all over and felt a chill in her heart when she answered.

"It's all Hitler's fault. If we hadn't cooperated with him, we wouldn't have encountered such a tragic war, and I wouldn't have been suddenly bombed by British and American air forces!"

Mussolini roared angrily after a long time.

Seeing his roar, Alvalo was also silent, not daring to say a word, and quietly retreated to the side and stayed nervously.

As for the mistress Clara Betassi, he didn't know how to tell him that the citizens were good, so he quietly waited for the other party to vent before he started to speak.

"I must draw a clear line with Hitler immediately and can't cooperate with him anymore. Otherwise, the next time the British and American troops will probably not only send air forces, but maybe they will even send the army!"

Mussolini didn't have the heart to pay attention to the changes and expressions of mistresses Clara Betasi and Alvalo. He was still paced around the villa hall and said furiously.

"By the way! Prime Minister, I just forgot to report to you that Sicily is now being landed by British and American troops. Many of our generals have either fled with their troops, been defeated or surrendered; only a few troops are left, fighting with the German army!"

At this moment, Alvalo's face suddenly changed in fear, and then he didn't care about being scolded by Mussolini, and quickly reported on the major events he had just remembered.

"What! Sicily was also attacked by British and American troops!"

When Mussolini heard this bad news, he felt heartbroken and almost sprayed out old blood, and said in panic.

"Yes! I just received some information, because the outbreak of this battle was at 3 o'clock in the evening!"

Alvalo said timidly with cold sweat.

"I have to go back to Rome right away. So many big things have happened one after another. I only know until now! I'm in big trouble this time!"

Ignoring the other party's fear and panic, Mussolini said in panic.

"Go and prepare a car for me. I will go back to my Prime Minister's Office in the center of Rome immediately. I will hold a combat meeting immediately!"

Then Mussolini said worriedly to Alvalo, who was still afraid, as if he had lost his soul.

"Yes! Yes! I'll go to the Prime Minister right away!"

Alvalo quickly replied in fear.

But at this moment, his son-in-law Ziano led several members of the Sahara shirts and a large team of palace guards into the hall.

"Well! Why are you bringing so many people here? Ziano!"

Seeing this, Mussolini said unhappy.

"His Majesty Vittorio Emmanuele III wants to see you. Please go to the palace immediately to discuss the bombing of the British and American Airlines team!"

Ziano smiled contemptuously.

"I don't have time to enter the palace now. I want to convene a party parliament at the Palace of Venice immediately. I want to handle the refugee incident after the British and American bombings as soon as possible, as well as the battle of Sicily! Get out of here! "

Mussolini said with a gloomy face.

"Sorry! Your Majesty must meet you today, because the large-scale bombing of the British and American Airlines team has played a huge negative role in the loss of life and property of our Italian people, so he wants to hold a secret meeting with you to discuss how to properly handle this matter!"

Ziano said without retreating.

"How did you come in, where is my bodyguard?"

After hearing this, Mussolini did not answer immediately, but stared at the other party with a sharp look, and said coldly.

"They are all doing well outside, because we have a lot of people and they were sent by His Majesty the King, so he dare not stop us every page, and your favorite 'Alfa Romeo' sedan is waiting for you outside the villa."

Ziano smiled with a winner-like smile.

"Hmph! It seems that you are leaning on His Majesty the King! But don't be too proud, I am the Prime Minister. The Italian people need me to lead them to create a better life and a powerful empire, so a clown like you will not harm me at all! I will not take you seriously as a big shot. If my daughter hadn't married you, based on your arrogant attitude towards me just now, I would have you died and I wouldn't know how to die!"

Looking at the abominable appearance of his son-in-law Ziano, Mussolini snorted angrily.

Ziano just ignored Mussolini's cold snorting and threatening warning, and smiled as brightly as his smile was.

"His Majesty the King has been waiting for you for a long time. Please go to your beloved car and go to the palace! Prime Minister!"

Finally, Ziano grinned proudly and responded with a sarcastic smile.

Seeing this, Mussolini gritted his teeth in anger, and his eyes showed a cold and fierce light.
Chapter completed!