Lieutenant Spalu's encouragement to his subordinates was indeed quite exciting, but his plan was destined to fail, because at this moment, a mixed combat team of advance teams had entered Rome City just in front of the German tank company.

This is a combat unit composed of Navy Frogman, Air Force Communications Squad and SS Storm Commando. The commander is Lieutenant Vito Franka Lucheney, who belongs to the Air Force.

This was the first time this Italian descendant had embarked on the land where he raised his ancestors, but he was carrying the identity of an invading army on his back. This really made him feel a little embarrassed. Fortunately, his companions around him expressed their understanding, and no one doubted Lieutenant Lucheney's loyalty to the Third Reich.

The facts proved that the information of Odin's Eye was accurate. The Italians did not set up any defense here. There were only two policemen on night shifts in the local police station, and they were not prepared for the sudden visit of the German army. Under the friendly guidance of the contingent, the two police officers performed abnormally, not only actively provided the invaders with their colleagues' addresses, but then they also locked themselves in the detention room behind the police station.

The contingent safely infiltrated two towns without the Italians' awareness. When the German landing fleet appeared outside the sea, various assault groups immediately launched a sudden attack on the targets they were responsible for. They drove all the Italians on the street back home, cut off all the communications from the town, and set up roadblocks at the intersection with mines and explosives, blocking traffic on several important roads around. When all these tasks were completed, the landing craft group launched the first round of charge to the beach of Anzio.

Luchenie was ordered by his superiors to lead an air force communications team and immediately marched towards Rome. The air force wanted to send a plane of descending infantry to occupy the Roman airport, so a team needed to guide him in the front.

In this matter, the Navy and the Air Force made a lot of transactions behind the scenes. They put in a lot of effort in the last Sicily landing battle, but the limelight was stolen by the Army and the whole army.

So this time the navy and air force united, determined to take away the honor of entering Rome from the army that was the first to enter Rome.

The main force of the advance team was the navy's diving combat engineers, some SS commandos trained in sabotage behind enemy lines, and the rest were some of the Air Force's land warfare and communication units. After discussing, several companies each drew up two squads of their own and gathered up an armed force equivalent to the special mixed reinforcement platoon. The team led by a second lieutenant of the Air Force took an Italian truck requisitioned on the spot and advanced quickly along the intercity road towards the city of Rome.

Judging from the map, it was almost 70 kilometers away, and the journey was smooth. Although I met many Italians along the way, because the Germans were riding Italian vehicles, no one was curious about the convoy.

Two 36-year-old Fiat four-door sedans lead the way, followed by four Lancia six-ton ​​trucks painted with fishing company logos, and finally an Alfa Romeo 500 three-ton truck with a tight canvas hanging truck behind the butt.

"They thought we were Italians." The Air Force officer in the Fiat car smiled and waved his hands out the window, greeting the driver in the car that had passed.

"These are all civilians, and it is normal that we can't tell the difference between our military uniforms." Lieutenant Lucheney looked up at the window, then continued to look at the map in his hand.

"We are heading right. Have you seen that sign? It's five kilometers away from Rome." Although the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of Ruhr, a native German, he has studied Italian in college.

To be honest, Europe did not have any environmental protection concepts at this time, and the greening near Rome was seriously damaged. For example, the woods mentioned by Manstein that could hide the troops had been cut down by the locals several years ago. The German army had seen yellow soil covered with gravel grains, as well as ancient Roman architectural relics with severe wind erosion beside the road. Only some large olive plantations can add a little green to this ancient land.

"Are you quite disappointed, Lieutenant?" Corporal Ruhr spoke.

"What are you referring to?"

"Italy, Rome, look at the scene outside."

"Oh, it's pretty good as a tourist destination. I personally don't have any ideas, so I'm not disappointed."

"But this is your father's country after all."

"I was born in Cologne, Corporal, watch the way."

"Sorry, I mean obey the order, lieutenant." The corporal straightened his back and held the steering wheel firmly.

"What do you think of this operation? Corporal Ruhr." The second lieutenant folded the map and stuffed it into the map bag around his waist.

"Great, this is the honor given to us by our superiors, and I will do anything to complete this task."

"Is that so? I think the same as you, Corporal." The lieutenant took out the cigarette box from his pocket, first pulled out two and handed them to the correspondents sitting in the back row, and then pulled out one and handed it to Corporal Ruhr.

"Thank you, sir." The driver took the cigarette and nodded slightly to thank him.

"Stop by the intersection ahead." Lucheney took out his lighter and lit the cigarette.

The convoy stopped on the side of the road one by one, and Lucheney jumped out of the car and summoned several squad leaders.

"Hang our flags so that the Italians know we are here," Lucheny ordered.

"Has the plan changed? Second Lieutenant, we should go and occupy the airport."

"The plan has not changed. The airport is north of the city. I don't want to go around outside the city. It's too wasteful. We went straight through the city of Rome. I calculated and could save about half an hour of the journey."

"You are the leader, and you have the final say. Second Lieutenant, I have no objection." Sergeant Wien, the navy diving combat engineer, agreed.

"I don't think this is a good idea. We are not familiar with the roads in Rome and do not understand the current situation in the city. If it is blocked by Italians, I am worried that it will affect the completion of the mission." Second Lieutenant Fred of the Storm Commando made the opposite opinion.

"I am the commander of this operation and I will take all the responsibility."

"Since you have decided, the Storm Commando will execute the order, but I want to keep my opinion."

"No problem, lieutenant, you can make this point particularly in the report."

"I will, Lieutenant." Forred nodded and greeted.

Although some unpleasantness occurred, it did not affect the cooperation between the units. These were all veterans with rich combat experience and would never devote their personal emotions to the task.

German soldiers raised red 10,000-character flags on their respective vehicles, and naval diving combat engineers also hung a black, white, red and iron cross naval flag on their trucks. This was the head flag of the warships of the Second Empire era, carrying the unyielding will of the high seas fleet. Although it did not comply with the laws of the Nazis, many captains in the navy raised the flag on their bows, and the German head also expressed acquiescent to this behavior.

The flying 100-character flag finally attracted the attention of Italian drivers on the road. They were a little unsure at first, and they thought that another fascist organization had started the psychopathy. There was indeed a group of fans in Italy who fanatically praised the Nazis. They marched with the 100-character flags every few days. Although the guys restrained after the war broke out, as the German army approached, the group of madmen seemed to have begun to resume their activities.

But then they no longer felt confused. The tarp in the truck compartment was unveiled, revealing the German soldiers carrying live ammunition inside. A mg34 machine gun was set up on the roof of the truck cab. Only then did the Italians realize that the German team had already arrived at the city of Rome.

At this time, it was meaningless to explore where the Germans emerged from. Italian drivers stepped on the accelerator and began to flee. Not that no one wanted to report to the authorities, but it was too late to make any remedies at this time. The German convoy almost rushed into the Roman city with the pitiful Italian civilian vehicles.
Chapter completed!