The Third Reich in Desperation

Now, the Air Force invites the Navy to send out the ship. The Italian Navy superiors, the first thing they think of is to send this old cruiser equipped with 6 anti-aircraft guns.

One is to sell the air force as a favor. You see, the navy has already dispatched all the cruisers, except for the battleships.

On the other hand, the admirals didn't know if this dilapidated cruiser could still be used, so they simply sent it to test the waters.

If the cruiser Gilgio performs well this time, let it continue to serve.If it doesn't work, just sell it to Spain at a low price for money.

Of course, it doesn't matter if it is sunk by a British fighter plane, it should be scrapped.

Therefore, these navy ships sent warships for the face of the Air Force, and embarked on their journey.

The journey to Tobruk is far away. In order for this old cruiser to reach Tobruk smoothly, the Italians even had to remove its secondary guns and part of the main guns to reduce the load, which made it barely arrive. Tobruk.

Because the cruiser Gildio, a backward warship with horizontal armor, is difficult to deal with air targets, his conscientious captain even ordered to recruit from the local army after arriving in Tobruk, and piled a large number of sandbags on the warship , Lively turned this cruiser into a water fortress.

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On the other side, Marshal of the Italian Air Force Marshal Balbo, who is also the Governor of Italy in Libya, is sitting on the Italian Air Force S.79 aircraft with Count Florio and his party, heading to the North African battlefield to direct the next battle.

Due to the large number of senior officials traveling together this time, one plane could not fit them all, so the group deliberately divided into two S.79 planes and flew to Libya together.

"Count Florio, the weather seems to be good today, and the view is very good." Marshal Balbo looked out the window, looking at the endless clear sky and said to Count Florio.

"Very good, I think this will be a good sign, indicating that we are about to win the North African battlefield." Earl Florio also replied with a smile.

"Hahaha, is that right? Actually, I thought so too. After all, we have a lot more soldiers and aircraft in North Africa than the British."

With the joyful laughter of the two, they flew out of the Italian mainland and came to the Mediterranean airspace.

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At the same time, in the Mediterranean Sea, the Italian cruiser Gilgio was performing their air defense missions.

To be honest, the wave after wave of bombing by the British Air Force gave them a headache when they first arrived here.

"Damn the British Air Force, I don't know how many times it has come this day? Can you let people stop?" Coradio Mazzola, a sailor on the Italian cruiser Gilgio, complained.

Facing the frequent bombing by the British Air Force, this [-]-year-old hairy boy was obviously terrified.

Just 15 minutes ago, the British Brestol bomber had just come once and reaped the lives of several of his comrades in arms.

Just as he was annoyed by the British bombing, two black spots appeared far away in the northern sky, accompanied by the roar of "rumbling" aircraft engines from time to time.

The sound was terrifying like a nightmare, frightening the hearts of these young Italian sailors.

"The enemy plane is coming again!"

It wasn't just someone who roared, everyone was at a loss for a while as if panicked.

Fortunately, at this time, their captain stood up in time and stabilized everyone's emotions: "Don't panic, all personnel are in position quickly. Don't rush to fire the anti-aircraft artillery, wait for the enemy plane to approach slightly before attacking. This time They only have two planes, and they are not a big threat to us at all!"

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"Where are we now?" At the same time, Marshal Balbo over the ocean looked at his watch and asked the staff.

"We are now in the southern Mediterranean waters, and we are about to reach Tobruk." The staff officer replied truthfully to Balbo: "According to the navy department's reply to our support application some time ago, this sea area should belong to the navy. The squadron with the USS cruiser as the flagship patrols the sea."

Hearing that he was about to reach his destination, Balbo also heaved a sigh of relief.To be honest, he always felt that something was wrong after getting on the plane today, as if he had a premonition that something unexpected would happen.

But now it seems that his worry is unnecessary, after all, his landline has entered the sphere of influence of the Italian army.

"Tell the flight crew, I'm hungry, prepare me some lunch." Balbo didn't have breakfast because he boarded the plane too early, and the exhaustion of the journey made him even more hungry.

Wanting to arrive at the destination soon, he felt that he should fill his stomach first, so that he could better direct the work after landing.

"Okay, Marshal!" The staff officer replied: "There is still a bottle of fine French red wine on the plane, you can just taste it."

Text Chapter 468 Private Soldiers Kill Marshal

"Have you confirmed it? Are these two planes enemy planes?" the captain of the cruiser Gilgio confirmed to the combat staff.

"It's not clear yet, but there is no logo of our African Army on the two planes." The staff officer said with a look of embarrassment: "Actually, we are temporarily unable to judge the identity of the other party."

However, as soon as the staff officer's voice fell, the 20mm Breda anti-aircraft gun outside opened fire.

The naval soldiers of all ships, whose nerves had already jumped to the extreme, unanimously and quickly started shooting, pouring out hundreds of rounds of anti-aircraft artillery shells.

The soldier who took the lead in firing was the sailor Coradio Mazzola.

As it happened, Coradio Mazzola happened to be one of the rarest gunners in the entire Italian Navy, and as soon as the shell was fired, he felt sure that it would hit.

Sure enough, a plane in the sky immediately dragged out black smoke and crashed into the ocean, while the other plane quickly lowered its altitude and made an emergency landing on the sea to escape.

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On the S.5 plane 79 minutes ago, Marshal Balbo was eating lunch comfortably while discussing the situation in the African battlefield with Count Florio.

As a result, the plane suddenly made a loud "boom" and then began to descend sharply.

The S.79 plane Balbo was in suddenly lost his balance. Under the influence of the airflow, he fell heavily to the position of the cabin.

After that, although the unlucky Balbo clung to the edge of the chair tightly, he changed his posture, but he couldn't change the fate of the plane crashing.

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The Italian sailors on the cruiser Gilgio were all cheering and celebrating their fruitful victories.

They've been beaten by those damn planes since they got to Tobruk, and today it's finally their turn to masturbate.

However, the joy didn't last long.

When the crashed plane passed directly over their cruiser, the captain in charge realized that it was actually an Italian S.79 plane? !

But it was too late, because the group of Italian soldiers had already finished their work.

The plane then passed the Italian squadron and crashed into the sea ahead, rumbling into flames.

The captain of the cruiser Gilgio was really frightened when he found out that his friendly troops had been injured.

He immediately organized personnel to salvage and rescue, but the result of the salvage made him even more frightened.

Although the corpse on the plane had been charred, the military rank epaulets on the clothes were still eye-catching. Except for two generals who were major general and lieutenant general, the highest rank among the corpses was actually Marshal!

Hunt the marshal of a country!Such feats can be described as extremely powerful in war.

The premise is that you have to kill the marshal of the enemy country!

It is not difficult for everyone to guess that the Italian marshal who returned to Libya at this time can only be Marshal Balbo who is also the governor of Libya.