Once Luke was finished talking, a chorus of voices erupted from the backyard.

  This scene was like a lecture on 'success', for the future generations. When successful entrepreneurs and well-known rich people carefully boiled their speech after their so-called 'pep-talk', the audience sitting below would be so excited that they couldn't wait to start a business. ? ?

  In the backyard, the same was true of the influential and hot-blooded Mafia members.

  Everyone was excited as if they would rush into the barracks at the next moment and hang those damn Nazis in the square!

  "We are willing to follow and obey all orders, Don Corleone,!"

  A slightly smarter young man stepped out of the crowd and took the lead in shouting.

  Then, sounds of response came one after another.

  These 'fresh blood' recruits from Alessandro, offered their loyalty one after another.

  At this moment, Luke had become the godfather of Sicily's mob.

  On the character panel, the reputation value kept soaring upwards!

  'This skill card is not a bad exchange!'

  Luke is secretly satisfied.

  The reputation value he had managed to save was all thrown into Constantine's skill card.

  Now, he didn't only get his capital back, and he also had a slight surplus.

  'Too bad there's only a 24-hour time limit on its use - damn it, System! You're even taking advantage of a Kryptonian!'

  Luke couldn't help but sigh.

  After making the pre-battle preparations, he was ready to leave for Rome.

  The plan was to divide the troops in two ways: He and Dum Dum Dugan will pose as Berlin's secret envoys; While the rest of them lurk in through Alessandro's channels.

  After the two sides meet, they will go straight to Venice Palace!

  However, before this, they still had a task.

  Raid a nearby naval camp to create opportunities for Allied troops to land onshore.

  "Give them the food and guns, as for the bullets will be given at the end. Keep an eye on it, and don't cause any trouble!"

  After delivering a provocative speech, Luke left the rest to Alessandro.

  "Also, you contacted Mafia members of other families before. Did they answer?"

  "I got Don Carlo out of his cell, as you said. He is willing to take refuge in the Allies! Several other families have also agreed that they can be counted on for the raid on the naval camp!"

  Alessandro said as he bowed his head.

  He hadn't been idle these days. Besides sending Luke women, he also contacted several prominent families in the Mafia.

  Hearing that Alessandro hooked up with the Allied forces and he also became close to the Strategic Science Reserve, those bosses showed loyalty and wanted to help. They mixed up their identities as anti-dictatorship and freedom fighters, to avoid bad luck after the war.

  "That's good. "

  Luke nodded his head. As a 'smuggler', all the goods he shipped were guns and bullets. Bread, cigarettes, and red wine were used as a cover-up.

  At first, Luke didn't tell Alessandro about their plan to raid the naval camp and only told him at the eleventh hour.

  Because, at this time, the Mafia leader had no way to jump ship and could only obediently obey.

  After repeatedly explaining him some details, Luke returned to the inn where the Howling Commandos members waited with bated breath for the Captain's orders.

  "Alessandro is in contact with the chief officer of the camp. He is a senior official of the military supplies department. His mistress happened to be having an affair with a Mafia hitman, and then his wife had a relationship with a painter … anyway, it was a very confusing situation."

  Luke talked about the navy camp officer being cuckolded, and he couldn't help but give a moment of silence for him.

  There is no such thing as a quiet period, but someone will carry the burden for you.

  "In short, through this relationship, Alessandro had contacts with him, and the two sides have already talked. When the time comes, I will pretend to be a smuggler and sell some tobacco and wine at a low price in the name of doing business. Cossa will also find a group of stripper girls to go over and comfort the navy soldiers …"

  Luke carefully arranged everything. It would have been idiotic to mess with the German armored divisions stationed in Sicily.

  But he can raid the Italian naval camp with the strength of the Howling Commandos. It would be no problem.

  After all, who didn't know that the Italian army is corrupt from top to bottom, also can be said that they were rotten to the core.

  Senior officers openly colluded with smugglers and let strippers into the barracks?

  This kind of thing would have been the reasons for court-martial in the Allies!

  What's more, Luke had a secret weapon.

  Scarecrow's fear gas!

  "First of all, destroy their radio stations and prevent all information from leaking, and then …"

  Luke uttered instructions, and the Howling Commandos nodded.

  They had already seen the outstanding ability of the young Captain. This time, even if Mussolini isn't captured alive, as long as the return trip was smooth, it would be more than enough.

  However, crossing the long front, sneaking into Italy, and capturing the naval camp in Sicily!?

  This honor alone was enough to make the Howling Commandos war heroes and be significantly commended by the Allies!

  "Take a break. At 8:10, get ready to move!"

  Luke waved off the team and turned around to see Malèna coming out of the bedroom.

  She was wearing a long black velvet dress with knitted patterns on her neckline and cuffs, elegant and gorgeous.

  The fabric fits gently on her body, outlining the luscious curves.

  "Mr. Corleone… come back safely. "

  The mature and beautiful woman seemed to understand. Her lips squirmed a few times and whispered.

  …


  A/n: Few big announcements tomorrow, including a potential project.