Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 45: Odin’s right eye (1)


  

   On a hot summer day, there is no wind, and the sparse street trees can no longer cut off the scorching air of the scorching sun. They curled up their leaves and silently endured the fiery torture, and there was a puff of tar in the air that exuded when it melted Faintly burnt and smelly.

   Mexico City, another plateau city, this beautiful and huge city still maintains her lazy and calm style under the barbecue of the hot sun.

   There are not many pedestrians on the streets of Mexico City in summer, especially in the hottest afternoon of the day. If not necessary, no one will leave the cool building and run to the street that has become an oven. Go up and suffer.

   The Coyocan district in the southwest of Mexico City is a confined villa area. People who live here generally lead an enviable life of food and clothing, so in such days, the streets here are even more There is no shadow, and it is as quiet and peaceful as pure land.

   However, this tranquility was quickly broken. A brand new Buick 40 drove slowly on the narrow boulevard, with a spotless azure blue body, bright chrome bumpers and rim covers. , Unscrupulously showing off the owner's good financial situation.

The    car stopped in front of the gate of a magnificent and tall villa. Two attentive Mexican servants rushed forward and opened the decorated iron gate, then humbled their hands. Standing by the side of the road, greeting their master home.

   The car did not enter the gate. The driver opened the door and jumped out of the car. He stood by the door with his hips akimbo and shouted angrily to one of the servants. The clean Spanish spouted out like a tide. .

   "Gonzalez, I remember telling you on the phone that beige paint should be used for the exterior walls. Look at what they are doing now!"

   asked the driver, pointing to a few workers who were squatting on the scaffolding by the outer wall and lazily painting the wall with brushes.

   "I told them a long time ago, sir. The exterior walls are painted with beige..."

   The servant didn't seem to know why the master was angry. He ran to the master in a panic to explain, but when he followed the master's fingers, he immediately closed his mouth.

  "Is this beige? It's khaki. Is there something wrong with their brains? Who would want an khaki exterior wall? Do they think this is the barracks of the French Foreign Corps. Look at their good deeds, It’s so stupid to make my beautiful villa look like, how could I call such a bunch of idiots. Gonzalez, why don’t you watch them work? I told you that you must supervise these idiots. , Otherwise there will be mistakes. Now you come to clean them up. I must see a beige exterior wall before dinner."

  "I will arrange for them to rework, boss, it must be done before dinner."

   The servant nodded vigorously and agreed.

   "Remember, Gonzalez, before dinner."

  The young owner angrily returned to the driver’s seat, closed the car door hard, and started the car into the villa.

   Gonzalez watched the car drive into the villa. He shook his head and turned around to look across the street.

   Both sides of this narrow street are full of Spanish-style old-fashioned villas. Unlike other villas, the villa opposite looks like a military fortress.

   The beige wall outside is unusually tall. It can be seen from the paint that the upper half was recently built, and the top of the wall is also erected with a ferocious barbed wire.

  The elegant windowsill of the small building facing the street is fitted with iron guardrails, and the closed windows are inlaid with steel plates. Standing by a dark iron gate beside the wall were two well-dressed Mexican police officers, who were now looking curiously.

   "American."

   Gonzalez smiled bitterly at each other, spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders. The two police officers suddenly realized that they shook their heads at Gonzales sympathetically.

   parked the car in the garage, and the owner walked into the villa through the side door of the garage.

  "Are everyone here?"

   After handing the car key and top hat to the maid who came up to greet him, the young master asked in a low voice.

  "Everything is here, they are all waiting for you in the lounge."

   The beautiful maid replied quietly.

  "Very well, Lucia, are your luggage ready, let's leave tonight."

   "It's ready, sir." The maid agreed with a smile.

   "Gentlemen, I have kept you waiting."

  The young man walked into the lounge. In this spacious room, there are now more than thirty heavily armed men who are sitting or standing. All of them are wearing Mexican army yellow-brown combat uniforms.

   Seeing the young man walk in, all the soldiers present stood up and nodded respectfully to him.

  The young man slowly scanned the people in the room, and then said in a deep voice.

  "The time for action has arrived, and everything is proceeding according to plan. I hereby solemnly remind you that the head of state is very concerned about this action, and we must succeed. You are all elites of the empire, and I believe in your abilities. I don’t want to say any more, for the head of state, for Germany."

  "For the head of state, for Germany."

   A low roar echoed in the room.

  "Very well, now we will be in place according to our respective teams, and we will check their equipment one last time. Our opponents have left their residences and will arrive here soon. It is time for you to show your strength, I I believe you will not let the empire down."

   the young man said in a low voice.

   "Understand, Major Welby, we will tear them to pieces. For the sake of Germany, for the honor of the Eye of Odin."

A sturdy man led by    stepped forward and respectfully saluted a military salute, and the young man returned it neatly.

   "I believe you, Captain Schneider, wait for my final order after taking the seat. Remember, the action team must be fast after the attack begins. We cannot afford to fail."

   "Don't worry, Major, this is our profession."

  The big man smiled and picked up the Thomson submachine gun hung on the back of the chair~IndoMTL.com~ He took out the drum and looked at it, then reinserted it and loaded it cleanly.

   "Everyone will check their weapons again, close the insurance, don't go off fire, and check the ammunition and equipment they carry."

   Schneider turned around and gave orders to his men.

  "The first team followed me, the second team followed Lieutenant William, the support team followed Sergeant Swright, and we started to move."

   "Yes, sir."

  "Finally, I would like to remind you that after entering the villa, pay attention to identifying the target and don’t open fire casually. Remember, our task is to bring the Lev Trosky family and his assistants to Europe intact. Head of State, before that we must ensure the personal safety of the target. And our Russian opponents, try to get alive if possible. You have remembered the appearance of the target, except for the main and secondary goals, everyone else Regardless of the killing, no witnesses can be left in this operation, understand?"

   "Understood, sir."

  The German commandos answered loudly.

   "Very good, all in place, waiting for my order."

   "Yes, sir."

  The soldiers picked up their weapons and equipment and followed their commanders out of the lounge~IndoMTL.com~Book friends are welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~IndoMTL.com~


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