Chapter 318: Advancing Into Italy Part III
Smoke and ruins. That was all that remained at the border between what the Italians had gained from their 1914 Winter Offensive, and what Austria currently held. Well, smoke, ruins, and a metric shit ton of dead bodies.
Under Bruno’s orders, the Allied Soldiers were fired upon without remorse, or quarter. They had not even had a chance to raiser the white flag and attempt a surrender because the overwhelming volume of fire they were under was enough to completely annihilate their forces.
This was more or less how Bruno had expected this battle to be. His infantry only deployed from the backs of their armored vehicles and scaled into what remained of the allied trenches after the gunfire had ceased. Find your adventure at
Their job was simply to confirm that the enemy was dead, and to put anyone unfortunate enough to still be breathing out of their misery. When it came to warfare in the early 20th century, mobility was king. The faster one was able to mobilize the firepower they had available to them onto their targets, the better their chances of victory were.
And Bruno just so happened to be extremely adept at commanding combined arms units. This was, after all the standard format of 21st century units. And how warfare was supposed to be waged against a conventional force.
The way Bruno saw it, his army was damn near unbeatable in the current era. To put it simply, even if the allies had the means to damage or destroy his armored vehicles, which they were currently trying their best to figure out how to effectively do so, they lacked the means to rapidly transport them into play on the battlefield.
Whereas Bruno could sweep past fortification after fortification before he ever met a foe capable of properly countering him. There was just one problem with this: he had the only combined arms field army in the world. Meaning that he had to wait for his much slower allies to catch up to him in order to provide support.
A field army was a sizeable force, and when operating on a battlefield was hard to counter. But the enemy was using army groups on a massive scale to defend their territory. And despite the fact that he possessed superior firepower and mobility, if an entire army group were to withdraw to a singular line of defense to entrap him, there would be no fighting his way out of that mess.
Because of this, Bruno never advanced beyond the support of his allies. After all, a single field army after all could not win a war by itself. Hence why, after taking the fortification at the border, where Allied forces had been their strongest, Bruno and his field army waited for their allies to do their jobs.
It was a rather difficult position to be in. They had just turned the defensive line into a wasteland of rubble and debris. Meanwhile, it would probably be days, or even weeks, before news arrived on the wire of their allies having success with their own assaults.
Because of this, Bruno ordered the armored units to form a line of defense, where the soldiers quickly got to work scavenging what they could while disposing of the corpses that lie hewn across the devastated landscape.