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Chapter 616
Württemberg is in the westerly belt all year round, and the temperature gradually drops from south to north, especially in the northern mountainous area, which is the coldest area in Germany, and the extremely low temperature of minus 30 degrees can even occur in winter.

Even in spring, the temperature on the mountain often hovers around zero, accompanied by blizzards from time to time. At this time, except for hunters and climbers, few people come and go in the area.

But one day in the early spring of 1935, a small group of people from Japan who claimed to be meteorologists rented a manor in the northern mountainous area of ​​Württemberg.

God knows what the weather in Japan and Germany have to do with each other. People in the town at the foot of the mountain are talking about it, and some even speculate that these guys may have discovered the treasure room in the Prussian period.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the owner of the manor. It doesn't matter whether the other party wants to dig someone's treasure or do other things. As long as the money is enough, everything is easy to talk about.

late at night.

In the wind and snow, two people wearing hooded coats rang the doorbell of the manor rhythmically, and the door was quickly opened a crack, and someone looked outside vigilantly through the crack before letting the door open.

"keep alert."

(Japanese, the same below)
The two walked into the room one after another, one of them stomped his feet vigorously, then raised his hat back to shake off the snowflakes, and gave orders to the person who opened the door. The voice was the woman from the previous peak.

"Hay."

The person who opened the door bent down respectfully, and closed the door smoothly. The sound of howling wind was immediately shut out of the thick door panel. The fireplace in the room was burning hot, and more than a dozen Asians were sitting around.

The jumping red flames shone on the person's face and looked very warm. The woman shook her long hair and came to the middle of the room, looked around and clapped her hands to attract everyone's attention.

"The route of action has been surveyed, and we will proceed according to the plan at that time. Remember, we only have 10 minutes. After that, no matter whether the action is successful or not, we must withdraw to France or Switzerland."

Speaking of this, her tone became more serious: "If you are caught by the Germans, French, or Swiss, you know what to do. Now everyone repeat their respective positions and tasks."

"Hide at the foot of the mountain and shoot."

"Near half way, watch and signal."

"Assemble and stand by at the top of the mountain."

The people present talked in a circle in order, and finally looked at the leading woman together. The whole plan was in the hands of the other party, and it was up to her to decide whether to implement it and how to implement it.

The woman nodded in satisfaction after hearing this, turned around and walked into a room without saying anything else, and the others were not curious when they saw this, they leaned against the furniture or sat or lay down, waiting patiently for the start of the action.

evening after a day.

Far away in the Japanese consulate in Berlin, Ryosuke Hase looked at the Kwantung Army personnel with bowls tied on their heads, and helplessly raised his hand to cover his eyes. The gang of damned red deer thought it was somewhere.

"Hase-kun, do more."

The lieutenant general who led the team handed over the cloth strip that said he must win, and said frantically: "You and I surprise the visiting delegation of the Republic of China tonight, and it will definitely be the same feat as Ban Dingyuan Yu Shanshan's killing of the Turkic envoy.

In order to destroy the cooperation between China and Germany, for the sake of His Majesty Tianlocust, the warriors of the Great Japanese Empire should not spare their personal lives and deaths, let us sacrifice our lives for the great cause of the empire, Hase-kun, onboard! "

"Onboard!"

"Onboard."

The soldiers of the Kwantung Army fell to their knees excitedly when they heard the words, and saluted towards the east with their hands raised high. Two overly excited red deer almost crashed to death on the concrete floor, their foreheads were covered with blood.

But Zhang Gu just wanted to give him a big slap in the face after hearing it. Is this special woman speaking human words? You are poor and only have loincloths, but I am different. I am a rich man with hundreds of gold bars.

And to launch a suicide attack in the capital of the Germans, how stupid people can come up with such a clever plan. Is it true that the ubiquitous Gestapo and the Berlin police are both deaf and blind?

This matter cannot be mixed.

I'm afraid it will kill someone.

Ryosuke Hase realized the seriousness of the problem. If the operation failed, he would be the first to blame himself. The Kwantung Army would not be investigated as a knife. This is Tokyo's consistent routine.

As for success, unless the sun rises from the west tomorrow, the Kwantung Army personnel are inexperienced and cannot see the German intelligence personnel strolling outside the embassy, ​​but he can see clearly.

Just refuse directly, maybe you will be beaten to death by these crazy guys here, you have to think of a perfect plan to blind them, Ryosuke Hase was thinking about countermeasures, and quickly made up his mind.

He solemnly took the bowl and bowed deeply: "Thank you for your trust, Zhang Gu is willing to die for His Majesty Tian Locust, please allow me to go ahead and scout the situation of the Republic of China visiting group.

Because if the operation is to be successful, it must be taken by surprise, intelligence work is the top priority, and you don't understand the language of white ghosts, so going out rashly can easily attract the attention of the German police. "

The Lieutenant Commander of the Kwantung Army was a little surprised. He said that the people from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs were not nationals. Today, it seems that this statement is not true. Isn’t there a loyal minister of the Japanese Empire here, so he bowed ninety degrees.

"Then please Hase-kun."

"It's not too late, I'm off."

Hase Ryosuke turned his head and left after finishing speaking, feeling quite heroic in the wind and water. Seeing His Excellency the Zhongzuo with tears in his eyes, he said some nonsense about martial arts prosperity to his subordinates affectionately.

It's a pity that they didn't know that the loyal servants of the empire pretended to be calm and walked out of the embassy and immediately ran towards the train station. The Gestapo who followed behind them lost their target before they could react.

He was running on the noisy streets of Berlin, secretly saying that it was too dangerous to be with the Kwantung Army, and he would move his head if he was not careful. This happened at the Liuguo Hotel in Beiping two years ago, and it was better to leave early.

As for how to explain to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs when you go back, it is simple. It is nothing more than that the red deer in the army refused to listen to the advice and insisted on sending them to death.

It doesn't matter whether others believe it or not,

The important thing is to survive.

When he arrived at the train station, he took out his passport and bought a ticket that was closest to the departure time. Looking at the French city at his destination, he smiled and walked leisurely into the waiting room.

As a result, 5 minutes later, a group of heavily armed soldiers suddenly appeared and surrounded the passengers. Just as Hase Ryosuke was considering the gesture of surrender, many wooden boxes were carried in.

"Put it in the freight car and speed up."

Mu He, who was wearing the uniform of a colonel in the National Defense Forces, waved his hands and shouted loudly, subconsciously glanced at the crowd of onlookers from the corner of his eye, a yellow face flashed past, and disappeared in an instant.

But he didn't think much about it. It was a temporary decision to transport the drawings back to Württemberg, and the freight cars were dispatched by the military. Without the railway company, it was impossible for the Chinese to know the news in advance.

On the other side, under the urging of Mr. Colonel, the soldiers did not dare to dawdle, and quickly moved the wooden box to the designated location, and then lined up to board the last passenger carriage to perform the escort task.

"Strasbourg~"

After the military personnel settled down, the staff rang the bell and walked around the waiting room, using German and French to remind passengers to get on the train, and Hase Ryosuke quietly followed the flow of people onto the train.

In the crowd, he sat on the soft seat according to the number on the ticket, and then frowned slightly. What the Germans just loaded on the car, it would be bad if it was weapons and dangerous goods.

However, he immediately realized that this was Europe that had been at peace for a long time, not the Republic of China where the law and order was chaotic, and no bandits dared to rob under the protection of the regular army, so he couldn't help showing a self-deprecating smile on his face.

"Woo~woo~"

Two whistles sounded from the front of the train, and the train from Berlin to Strasbourg via Württemberg started slowly. The metal wheels turned faster and faster, and quickly left the city of Berlin in the night.

On the other hand, Mu He stepped out of the train station and got into the car. There was a puff of smoke from the exhaust pipe and he drove towards the military intelligence station. After so many days of fighting wits and courage with the Chinese, he was exhausted.

When the surroundings became calm, the chef of the embassy of the Republic of China in Germany appeared in the dark, and then hurried to the public phone, put a coin into it with his fingertips and asked for a number①.

"The meal is ready."

"understood."

A two-sentence conversation ended like this. After the chef hung up the phone, he wiped the receiver, hummed a Northeast tune, and left quickly, carrying a few sticks of ham from a nearby butcher shop in his hand.

No one knew the meaning of this call. The Gestapo, which was in charge of monitoring the municipal telephone calls, did not hesitate to classify it as worthless intelligence, and drew a big cross in the column of whether to track or not.

With millions of people in Berlin, countless calls are made and received every day, and there are even more endless calls. If every call is followed up, no matter how many people the Gestapo has, it will not be enough.

It's just that sometimes omissions occur in commonplace things. Not long after the call ended, several whistles sounded outside the hospital where Mao Yike was recuperating, piercing the quiet night sky.

Zuo Chong's ears moved in the ward, and he continued to discuss with Mao Yike the esoteric question of the origin of Japanese women's bowlegged legs, and his heart was full of enthusiasm when he heard the Chinese translation in the bugging room.

At this time, the other party was not the only one who was happy. Sitting on the train leading to freedom and safety, Hase Ryosuke unfolded a French newspaper, smiled and thought about where to go after Strasbourg.

"Woo~~"

I don't know how long it took, but the long siren interrupted his thoughts, like a giant train slowly slowing down and turning, a string of flames sprayed from the front of the car filled the dark sky.

The well-informed Hase Ryosuke knew that the train was going to pass through a special area. Just as he thought of this, he seemed to hear two abnormal sounds mixed in with the siren, which sounded like gunfire.

"Nani?"

Ryosuke Hase was startled, and quickly leaned on the car window to observe the outside, but unfortunately there was nothing but black, and the lush coniferous forest growing on the plain blocked his view.

Before he could take a second look, the water glass on the table slipped slightly, and the train began to cross the mountainous area in northern Württemberg along the mountain railway. Other passengers had long been accustomed to it and closed their eyes to rest.

　① In 1881, Berlin set up the first public telephone booth in Germany. During the subsequent modernization process, telephone booths sprung up all over urban and rural areas, and it also became a symbolic street scene in Germany.

　　
　
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