The incompetence of the Italians does not mean that the German army can be more relaxed.

On the front battlefield, the US military quickly launched a powerful attack. The US military, under the cover of artillery fire and tanks, carefully advancing towards the German positions.

But the German position that had just been bombed was quiet, the strange quietness in the noisy position. This was an innate soldier instinct. Each of them knew when the best time to shoot.

They silently stared at the approaching tanks and infantrymen, waiting there silently.

At this moment, Wang Weiyi was also watching his brave and loyal soldiers, and he was proud of having such soldiers.

The enemy is getting closer and closer, and you can see clearly the tank's appearance.

Only then did Wang Weiyi put down the telescope in his hand: "Let's start!"

Let's start - When the marshal's order was issued, all the self-propelled artillery and all the artillery fires on the German positions opened fire at the same time.

The tragic battle also officially kicked off at this moment.

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The battle between the unicorn and the blizzard began, and at this time, the Baron's friends also devoted themselves to the intense work.

The Baron will never be lonely!

Milan, Italy.

This is the big city in the northwest of Italy, the second largest city in Italy, and one of the largest metropolitan areas in Italy and one of the world's largest metropolitan areas, and a world-renowned historical and cultural city.

On this day, Milan's celebrities gathered, and these gentlemen and ladies had only one destination:

Margaux, which opens in Milan.

This is the famous Margaux Winery, and it can even be said to be a miracle in the winery industry. When Margaux Winery fell and was acquired, Pippendu.

Xigang appeared, and he successfully restored the Xigang family to the leadership of the winery industry and repurchased the once lost Margao Manor in one fell swoop.

It is also because of this that Mr. Pippendu became the most respectable person in Europe and America.

On the day when the Milan store opened, Mr. Pippendu will also attend in person, which is an extraordinary event. Mr. Pippendu usually rarely appears in public, especially after he announced his retirement, he is almost isolated from the world. It is said that only a few friends can see him.

Of course, there are some people who can easily meet Mr. Pippendu, who is a beauty. Mr. Pippendu likes women, who is famous throughout Europe, and there are always a constant stream of young and beautiful women around him.

A huge wealthy person with huge wealth, even an old man, always flocks to him.

People in the upper class of Italy are proud of receiving invitations from Mr. Pippendu. Those who have not received any of them will try to get one. Especially those women in Italy, regardless of whether they are good or not, are trying to find out. You must know that as long as you can get close to Mr. Pippendu, you may get a lot of benefits from him.

They probably thought Mr. Pippendu was a fool who only knew how to use money on beautiful women.

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Even Italian Prime Minister Bettorul was invited to come. There are some unconfirmed rumors in Italy. It is said that Bettorul was able to become Prime Minister entirely because he relied on Pippendu's financial resources, which made Italy's new dictator Vittorio.

Mussolini appointed him as Italy's new prime minister.

The former Italian great dictator Benito.

In the third year before his death, Mussolini deposed Umberto II, the last king of the Kingdom of Italy, and established the Italian Social Republic, where he served as lifelong president of the Italian Social Republic. Three years later, Benito.

After Mussolini died, his son Vittorio.

Mussolini became Italy's new lifelong president.

This is a greed for power and money, not inferior to his father's great dictator. Under the temptation of the United States, he betrayed his former ally Germany without hesitation and even joined the attack on Germany.

Of course, this is just the nature of Italy.

On the day when the Milan store of Margaux opened, celebrities gathered and luxury cars could be seen everywhere. Those well-dressed gentlemen and ladies walked in with their heads raised their heads and looked envious of countless people.

Those who did not receive the invitation, and of course the reporters who could not enter the scene, were anxiously waiting outside, hoping to see the legendary Pippendu.

Xigang.

But they probably didn't know that Pippendu had slipped in through the back door at this time, and he didn't want him to be too arrogant.

When Pippendu, who was holding two blond beauties, appeared, it immediately aroused warm applause from the scene.

Pippendu gave a thank-you speech with a full face. Of course, the two blonde beauties around him were also very eye-catching. After the thank-you speech, Pippendu attracted a lot of applause and cheers again.

Pippendu prepared a sumptuous dinner for the guests. He had a brief conversation with several old friends, and then quietly entered a private reception room that had been prepared for him.

Here, the Prime Minister of the Italian Social Republic of Italy has been waiting for a while,

"Prime Minister Bertruer, I'm so sorry for letting you wait for so long." As soon as I entered this hidden room, Pippendu said apologetically.

"Look, my friend, why do you say sorry? Is our friendship not worth the waiting time?" Betrul and Pippendu hugged: "My dear Pippendu, you look healthier than when you met you."!

"Ah, I can deal with two women at once..."

Pippendu's words made both men laugh, and then Pippendu asked the Italian Prime Minister to sit down and pour him a glass of wine: "Mr. Prime Minister, how is the war going?"

"I think it's going well for the time being." Bertruer's answer was not particularly certain: "We should have entered Berlin now, but things have changed a little. Do you still remember the Baron Alexander? He actually appeared again. God, his appearance made me unsure whether we can win."

"Ah, that's a pity." Pippendu concealed his inner joy: "So where is the leader? I heard that the leader is a little dissatisfied with you recently?"

Speaking of this question, Bertruel sighed: "Yes, the leader wants to raise taxes again to deal with the huge military expenditure, but Italy's taxes are already high, which will cause the people to resist. I made a tactful suggestion to the leader, but he was severely scolded by him. Pippendu, you have to know that these taxes are mainly concentrated on the civilians. The burden on them is already heavy. Do you still have to continue to lose everything for the government?"

"Yes, we should increase taxes to the rich, such as a rich man like me..."

Pippendu's joke made Bertrul smile a little, but he immediately said seriously: "That is impossible, it will make the leader object."

"I really feel that it's not worth it for your experience." Pippendu shrugged: "I remember that in order to win over Italy to join the war, the United States promised a lot of benefits in North Africa and the Middle East, which would completely make up for the military spending of Italy's participation in the war. Haven't the Americans fulfilled their promise yet?"

"Promise?" Bertrull sneered: "The German army continues to resist tenaciously in North Africa and the Middle East. Not only that, even in the areas where the US military actually controls, they do not even allow Italian troops to enter. What kind of ally are they?"

In fact, Pippendu had known these things for a long time. It was exactly the same as before. Both sides in the war were taking advantage of Italy's greed and constantly promising various benefits, but when they were finished, they would not give anything to Italy.

From this point of view, Italy is actually very tragic.

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"If it were me, I would just let Italy out of the war."

Pippendu suddenly said something, causing Betruer to nod involuntarily: "Yes

The leader once angrily threatened to withdraw from the Allies because of the Americans’ breach of trust, but we don’t have the courage to do this.”

"Why not, Mr. Prime Minister?" Pippendu smiled: "I am a businessman and I need to be honest. Just like my wine, no impurities are allowed. If any of the parties to the contract fail to trust, the contract can be automatically terminated. I think this should be the case between countries."

Bertrul sighed deeply, not knowing what to say.

"Mr. Prime Minister, I think we've talked about some issues." Pippendu put down the wine glass in his hand and said calmly: "In the period when you became Prime Minister, the Xigang family has spent a lot of effort and a lot of money. I think you don't deny this, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Pippendu, I still thank you for your kindness." Bertruer said hurriedly.

"I remember you once said you were willing to repay any requests we made at any time. Does this promise still count?"

"Of course, what do you want, Mr. Pippendu."

Pippendu said lightly: "Let Italy withdraw from the war."

"What?" Betrul stood up with a shiver, then found that he had lost his composure and sat down again. This was really incredible.

Originally, he thought that Pippendu's request was nothing more than Italy's greater discount to the Xigang family, allowing him to obtain greater profits, but he never expected that he would make such a request:

Get Italy out of the war!

"This is impossible." Bertruer said without even thinking about it: "I have no way to agree to your request. Please forgive me, Mr. Pippendu."

"Look, you have violated the spirit of the contract just now." Pippendus didn't care about the other party's rejection at all: "Is this the problem of how Italians deal with it? Mr. Prime Minister, I must remind you that you have a bad impression of the leader now, and since I can make you the Italian Prime Minister, there is also a way to get the leader to be relieved of your position. What's so difficult? There are many people who want to do things for me."

This is already a naked threat.

Betrul thought for a long time, but said helplessly: "Mr. Pippendu, I am sure you have such ability. In the eyes of others, I am a mighty prime minister, but in your eyes, I am just a little person. However, I still refuse your request, which is really beyond my authority."

Pippendu had long anticipated this reaction: "What else can I say? You are such an honest person... Oh, I suddenly remembered something. You once accepted a bribe worth 20,000 US dollars to me to open a winery.

Ah, I remembered again. I also bought a villa in the United States for you. The American woman you were looking for with your wife on her back. She is now living with her son? I think if these things are spread, what will the leader treat you? What will the Italians treat you?"

Betrul's face changed. He gritted his teeth and stared at the businessman in front of him who had become extremely strange. Then he said palely: "Yes, these are all given to me by you. When these things are spread, I will be punished by the leader and I will be despised by the Italians. But if you withdraw from the war, Italy will be retaliated by the United States. I will never agree to your request. Mr. Pippendu, you can go out and expose me now!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Prime Minister." Pippendu smiled slightly: "Do you think things are really that simple? Ah, I want to make a call first, please wait a moment.
To be continued...