Chapter 85:
February 7, 1940
Rome, the Capital of Italy
“Damn it, all of it. What the hell does the SIM (Servizio Informazioni Militare-Italian Military Intelligence Service) do for their salary! Those damn German spy bastards are looking into my own villa in our own turf!”
Mussolini slammed his desk nervously.
The war he had started to recreate the greatness of the Roman Empire was worsening day by day.
Mussolini's ambitious goal of obtaining the entire region of Austria was reduced to Tyrol due to Hitler's fierce opposition, and the Italian Army failed to even achieve a complete occupation of Tyrol.
Now, he was maintaining some level of public support by widely proclaiming that they had recaptured the Italian mainland and driven the enemy into Austria, but Mussolini wasn't foolish enough to genuinely believe this was due to the great performance of the Italian Army.
“I shouldn't have taken in that bastard who looked like a Mongolian and went on about the great Aryan race…”
When Heinrich Himmler, the leader of the Nazi remnants, escaped from Germany and boasted that he would rally the Nazi remnants in Germany and start a civil war, Mussolini thought it was evidence that God was still on Italy's side.