Unlimited Military Base

There were some strangers in the Lance Hostel, which did not cause any vigilance from the hostel.

Now it’s a war, coming and going, there are so many people of all kinds, nothing to be surprised. Even if there is a kind of person, the hostel will not be surprised at all:

spy!

The profession of spies has existed for a long time. Especially between Germany and France, sending a large number of spies to each other has become a common practice.

Some spies even know each other’s identity.

The reason is very simple, the three will always appear here, and here I always like to wander around, and inquire about the local situation, such people are spies.

However, the French spies in Reims will never expose these German spies. A spy like them is a small person in the peripheral organization, and even if it is caught, it has no value. Second, I know when I will go to the Germans and be recognized by my German counterparts, so I still have some room to leave.

As the war continued, in Lance, this has become a matter that everyone is unaware of.

Wang Weizhen When he arrived at the Lance Hostel, his companions had arrived. Gathered in the residence of Rommel, the room looked very small.

“So far, we haven’t figured out the specific residence of von Kylock.” Manstein opened the door and said: “The spies that should have been connected with us here have not appeared yet, and we don’t have any intelligence at hand…”

The spy did not appear? Wang Weizhen frowned.

Manstein shook his head affirmatively.

What’s the problem? Once the spies who took over their spies were captured by the French and a special detachment was provided, the situation would become complicated… even the entire squad would be in danger…

To complete the task of kidnapping von Kylock, intelligence became a crucial point, but now the most important point has been cut off.

Outside the door, an agreed knock on the door sounded. All the people picked up the weapons in their hands. Guderian stood up and opened the door, the horsepower coming in.

“Find the whereabouts of the Chinese.” Ma Li came in and closed the door and said, Wang Weizhen immediately opened the map of Lance, and the horse pointed at it: “It is here, it was originally a post office, and it was temporarily requisitioned after the war broke out.” It is used to hold some prisoners who are not particularly important. Guo’s luck is relatively poor. About a dozen days ago, some Chinese fleeing happened, so the French people took the Chinese labor here in order to avoid further such incidents. All transferred away…”

Wang Weizhen understood that Guo Yenfeng was arrested as a Chinese worker who fled!

Hell, it seems that the sign of this action is not very good, first Guo Yeenfeng was arrested, and then the spy of the joint has not appeared yet.

Indulged in a moment and asked: “How is the defense situation there?”

“There are about twenty French soldiers, no heavy weapons.” Horsepower has clearly made the situation very clear: “The commander is a lieutenant named Bimenai…”

“Bimmon?” Elena couldn’t help but scream out, and then laughed at Manstein and Rommel.

“Why, do you recognize him?” Wang Weizhen raised hope in his heart.

“Yes. We are very familiar with him.” Elena smiled. “Before the war broke out, our family came to Lance every year, even if the atmosphere was very tight, and did not abandon this tradition. I remember that year. Bimenai and his family also came to Germany and got a good reception. Erwin and Fritz also participated, but their impression of Mengai was not so good.”

“A conceited, self-righteous person.” Rommel said coldly, then frowned. “But he is very clever. It is not easy to save someone from his hands.”

Wang Weizhen raised his mouth, but he saw hope from it.

After the meeting, he put away the map: “At night, General El Raffarin will hold a reception. Fritz and I saved Colonel Gustav. I was also invited, I missed me. I will get some information there, and it will be better to see von Kylock….”

Speaking of this, there was a commotion outside the hostel.

Wang Weizhen let his men go back to their respective rooms and walked out with Rommel himself.

Many people gathered together, and Wang Weizhen saw Guderian in those people, holding a newspaper wrapped in his hands.

Upon seeing Wang Weizhen, Guderian greeted him and shook the things wrapped in the newspaper in front of Wang Weizhen: “Twenty years of ‘Mulan Tan’ rum.”

Wang Weizhen didn’t think that Gudrian’s efficiency would be so high, how long did it get the wine?

“Done three, but I can’t kill them.” Gudrian didn’t mean to be authentic: “Reassure, those who do black market transactions are looking for me everywhere, but as long as I am careful, they won’t be discovered by them. ”

Although he said it was easy, Wang Weizhen knew that the process was not so easy. Offended the gangsters, the days are not good.

The wine was handed over to Wang Weizhen, referring to those who were watching: “There was a body that was thrown outside the hostel, and I heard that I also offended the local gang.”

Wang Weizhen was curious, approached the crowd and looked down. At first sight, a heart sank to the bottom.

A corpse lay there quietly, and it looked terrible, and it was obviously tortured before death. The deadly wound is the knife in the heart.

These are not important, the important thing is that this person wears a pair of very retro riding boots with two eye-catching copper ornaments on the riding boots.

And this is the mark responsible for the spy with Wang Weizhen connector!

The spy to be connected is not caught by the French, but it is even more helpless: he is dead!

“Poor man, isn’t it?” A Frenchman in his thirties shrugged his shoulders: “I heard that he had offended the powerful Popovac here. It was only two days before he was met. Poisoned hands. The police should come in a while, but what can be done by the police? They will not offend Popovac, even General Raffarin needs the help of Popovac in many things.”

Popovac? Wang Weizhen thinks this name is familiar.

I remembered what Countess Leoni had said to myself: “I think you need help when you go there. You can go to him if necessary. What is his name, Debussy… Simone Jean Popova I.”

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