A blue moon is embedded in the black screen-like night sky, the bright moonlight pours into the world, and the black world is coated with a layer of silver veil.
"Hu, hu, hu..."
"got windy!"
The commandos were lucky and caught up with such good weather on the first day.
Grighi is not a military novice. To plan a night attack, naturally, many factors must be considered, and the weather is the most important one.
The Venice area has a typical Mediterranean climate. In summer, it is controlled by the subtropical high pressure zone. The water temperature of the Mediterranean Sea is lower than that of the land, so a high pressure is formed, which increases the influence of the subtropical high pressure zone.
In winter, the water temperature in the Mediterranean Sea is relatively high, forming a low pressure, attracting the westerly wind, and greatly strengthening the power of the westerly wind.
Of course, Lieutenant Colonel Grighi does not know these professional rhetoric, but he has been stationed in the Venice area for a long time, and he knows that Trento is dry, rainy and windy this season.
The night of the moon, black and wind is killing people, and all the conditions have been met tonight. The darkness and the sound of the wind could just cover up the actions of the commandos.
"Go!" Gregory ordered immediately
With an order, the death squad quietly left the barracks. If anyone paid attention, they would find that they were walking very quietly.
A closer look reveals that all the Expendables were dressed in black, with their cuffs tied up with ropes, and even the boots on their feet were wrapped in cloth.
Anyone with a bit of military common sense knows that this is a specialized night raid.
"What, worried?" Ham asked in a low voice
"Aren't you? Tonight's battle is a bet on our future. If we succeed, the road to general will be smooth sailing. If we fail, we will retire early and go home!" Gregory said solemnly.
"Are you worried about these guys? If it's just personal future, it's the two of us who will be unlucky. You still have the merit of defending the city. Marshal Radkis is reluctant to let you go home." Hank pretended to relax. say
Victory or defeat on the battlefield is a matter of military affairs. No one can guarantee victory and defeat. As long as the defeat of the war is not caused by personal factors, it can usually be forgiven.
Although Grighi is not a famous general, he has no talent. However, through the previous battles, he has proved to be an excellent mid-level commander.
Marshal Radkis was regarded as a military god by the Austrian army, not only because of his military command ability, but also because of his notarial and fair handling of people, and his fondness for promoting capable juniors, which was praised by officers and soldiers. .
Since this night attack was approved by him, as long as there is no problem with the execution, then there is no need to worry about being pushed out to take the blame.
This is also the reason why the three of Grighi dared to launch this night attack. There is a boss who is responsible and will not take credit from his subordinates. Of course, they have to fight hard.
"Nonsense, can the two of you stop worrying? We brought these young men out. If they fall here, how will they go back and explain to their families?" Grighi frowned and said.
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Time passed by minute by minute, and only the wind whistling past was left in the silent night, mixed with the fallen leaves, and Grighi suddenly felt that the wind was so lovely, like a gift from God.
"It's almost time, it seems that no accident happened!"
When he said this, the sweat on Grighi's forehead had already flowed down, and only he himself knew how much pressure he had just endured.
The two also looked at the watch on their hands and showed a relaxed smile. As long as they were not discovered by the enemy in advance, then this night attack was half successful.
"The order goes on, and the troops are ordered to get up and eat immediately, and launch an attack in an hour!" Gregory said solemnly
"Let everyone pay attention and give me a little bit of movement!" Hank added worriedly
Although it was still a few miles away from the enemy camp, the general movement would not disturb the opponent, so they decided to be careful.
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A flare was fired, the horn of attack sounded, guns roared, and the sleeping Sardinian army was awakened. At this time, the battle had begun.
General Messer, who was disturbed by his beautiful dream, asked angrily, "What happened outside?"
"General, the enemy has launched an attack!" the guard outside the door nervously replied
Hearing this news, General Messer was completely drowsy, got up in a hurry, put on his military uniform at a fast speed, and rushed to the headquarters.
At this time, the sequelae of the blind expansion of the Sardinian army appeared, and a large number of recruits became headless flies in the dark night, running around.
Chaos was contagious and quickly spread to the entire army. In the dark night, bullets were flying, but no enemy was coming from. This kind of pressure was not something these recruits could withstand.
A stray bullet that flew out of nowhere hit a soldier, and the surrounding soldiers habitually pulled the trigger and shot in the direction they thought they were the enemy.
General Messi quickly made arrangements, and Major General Will, who had just been ordered to go out, became the first unlucky person. A stray bullet flew from somewhere and hit his chest.
Seeing Major General Will on the ground, everyone felt a chill in their hearts and involuntarily retreated to the headquarters. A terrible word appeared in their minds - "Ying Xiao!"
General Messer hesitated for a moment, then immediately pulled out his gun and fired a warning shot, and ordered in a stern tone: "I don't believe that the enemy has already come in, their strength is so little, there must be not many people who come to attack .
Everyone will go back to command the troops for me, and I will annihilate the enemy who commits crimes in the future. If anyone dares to be a deserter, I will kill him now! "
In the face of the cruel reality, a group of officers stepped out of the headquarters nervously. General Messer judged well, and there were indeed not many enemies who came to attack.
However, that was only when he launched the sneak attack just now. When he arranged the task, the Austrian army had already rushed out at this time.
Just a few miles away, but it won't take long. Before they could return to the army, the decisive battle had already begun.
"kill!"
"Kill, kill!"
"Kill kill kill..."
The Sardinian military camp was already in the sea of slaughter, with both the attack of the Austrian army and the internal cannibalism.
The night covered all this. At this time, many people thought of thirty-six strategies to save their lives on the battlefield. A Sardinian soldier turned off a nearby oil lamp, and soon more soldiers followed suit.
Facts have proved that this is indeed very effective. If you turn off the lights and go to the ground, you will not be hit as long as you are not too unlucky.
Well, they are safe in the dark, and the officers looking for the troops have a headache. It's dark, who knows where their soldiers are
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