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.
