Battle of the Third Reich

The gangsters picked a few strong villagers, unloaded the packs from the mules under their supervision, and then moved the packs into the village church along with the cargo. At the same time, they found several other villagers and ordered them to lead the mule horses to the village well to give them water and feed.

Gandino knelt on one leg in front of the cross hanging on the church wall, prayed silently with his head down, two confidantes and bodyguards carrying rifles, and stood at the door of the church as the leader.

With a cross drawn across his chest, Gandino looked up at the icon of **** nailed to the cross, then lowered his head and muttered a prayer in his mouth.

After the robber leader prayed, he stood up and walked to the pile of goods beside the wall, and opened the lid of one of the crates. A box full of twelve Carcano rifles, the fragrance of butter filled the air, Gandino's fingers flicked through the dark and shiny gun machine, the mob twisted his fingers, and then rubbed the contaminated on the wooden box body. grease.

Gandino once vowed that sooner or later he would make everyone look at himself differently, even those proud nobles who would die, would kneel obediently in front of him.

In this dictionary of thugs, to believe in power is the axiom of the world, and the cornerstone of all power is the weapons that are used to kill people in front of you. Twenty identical crates are stacked here, containing two hundred and forty brand new Carcano rifles, which will allow him to arm a new infantry company and mean a brand new site.

He may still be able to try to collect taxes in the territory. The former Army sergeant still has a large loan to repay. The cunning German arms merchant will never allow anyone to deny his bill.

"Colonel, everything has been arranged. The village head invites you to eat at his house." The pizza man named Carlot, who had also served in the Italian army, had a simple mind and won the trust of Gandino. .

"You are guarding these goods with two people, don't let anyone come near here."

"Relax, Colonel, I will arrange it properly," Carlot said, patting his chest.

"Well, whoever dared to enter the church, you shot at the guy's head." Gandino smiled and patted the heart on his shoulder.

"Without a gun, I can use this to dig out his intestines." Carlotte drew out the Turkish short knife diagonally on the waist belt.

"Well, work hard. After going back this time, I will let you serve as the commander of the new infantry company." Gandino nodded in satisfaction. Of course, such obedient men must be surrounded by heart.

"Thank you very much, Colonel." Carlotte quickly stood up and saluted a military salute to Gandino.

"Hmm." Gandino grinned and punched Carlotte's chest, then turned around and strode out of the church door.

This time he ventured away from his territory and troops in order to catch the line of the German arms merchants. The other party asked him to come forward in person before he was willing to discuss with him.

The Germans offered very fair prices. The statements were all materials seized by the German army. The price was only half of the price of the Italian military. Apart from having to pay cash transactions, it did not make other embarrassing demands.

Because it was the first transaction, the other party even allowed Gandino to take credit, and he only needed to pay a small amount of interest before he could take the weapons he needed in advance. The former army sergeant nodded his head immediately and placed an order for the first batch of 500 rifles. Because of the limited capacity on hand, he and the other party agreed to take away half of the goods first, then choose another trading location, and then hand over the remaining Half of the weapons, and repay the arrears.

The performance of the German businessman was impeccable. For Gandino, who was in desperate need of weapons, all this was like a gift from God. Perhaps the pie falling from the sky smashed his mind. The Italian sergeant began to I had a dream of becoming a warlord in my heart.

He didn't even know that all this was arranged by the German Intelligence Agency, and he had already been included in the clearing list of the Eye of Odin.

In order to please the butcher, the village head carefully prepared a sumptuous banquet table, and took out the wine that has been preserved for many years, so that these murderers could enjoy a large amount on the dining table.

The village head accompanied the smile on the table, flattered these evildoers, and prayed that the other party was telling the truth, and they would leave his village after the meal. He had already gathered ransom of 50,000 li, just begging the other party Stop hurting the villagers of Casasola.

After drinking enough food, Gandino took the banknotes from the village head and counted a thick stack of banknotes. The army sergeant became happy. He decided to let go of the village and the villagers inside. To express his gratitude to God.

However, it is still necessary to set off a fire before leaving. This is the rule he set. Of course, he must not take the lead in violating this. The village has deceived itself and must give them some unforgettable lessons. Just for the sake of God and banknotes, the robber leader decided to burn the barn in the village.

Straw and wood made the flames so high that the fire burned through the roof in a minute, and the whole building soon shrouded in a raging flame.

"This is to deepen your memory, Mr. Sazio." Gandino said with his arm around the neck of the village chief and leaning in the old man's ear.

"Next week, my people will still pass by here. I believe you will remember how to entertain my soldiers at that time." After letting go of the village chief, Gandino came to his white mount, and his bright riding boots stepped on one. On the back of a famous villager, the little robber turned his head on the tall warhorse.

"Remember, I’m Colonel Gandino. I rarely show such tolerance to those who dare to deceive me, so thank God for going, and don’t forget to thank me. Remember this name, Your Excellency the village head."

"I will, His Excellency Colonel Gandino." The village chief stood in front of the horse and bowed respectfully.

The former army sergeant laughed loudly, proudly raised his whip, and declared his authority to the surrounding villagers and subordinates.

But a second later, just under the eyes of all eyes, the arm raised high suddenly broke into two pieces, and a dull popping sound came from afar.

The leader of the gang was splashed with his own blood. Gandino didn't understand what had happened at first. He looked blankly at the broken arm that was spraying blood, and he looked at a loss.

Immediately after that, the superb white horse under his seat was suddenly frightened. Perhaps the sensitive animal felt the killing in the air, or maybe the war horse screamed and stood upright because of the strong blood. Hoof struggled to pedal in the air, knocking the gangster holding the reins to the ground.

Gandino screamed and slid off the horse's back, hitting his back heavily on the ground. Only then did he understand what had happened to him. The robber leader rolled his arms on the mud with his broken arm, mouth There was a beast-like howl.

The scene suddenly fell into chaos, the villagers instinctively felt the danger, they screamed and began to run away. Gandino brought his men around him. Although the number was small, most of them were veterans with actual combat experience, even if they were placed in the Italian army.

At this time, you can see the difference between the veteran and the rookie. After encountering the sudden attack, these people did not panic, but quickly looked for bunkers around and concealed themselves.

The team doctor quickly dragged Gandino behind a low wall, and tightly tied a tourniquet on his upper arm, compressing the arterial blood vessels and preventing the amputation from continuing to lose a lot of blood.

(To be continued.)

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