Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 493: Filming (top)

The night has fallen in Rome, and what is different from the past is that an atmosphere of horror and killing surrounds this city that never sleeps. Please see the most complete! Every few minutes there is a fleet of military vehicles speeding past the street, and some vehicles still sounded stern alarms.

The colors of the uniforms of German infantry and Italian soldiers are very similar. It is difficult to distinguish clearly under the dim street lights. A group of infantrymen lined up and marched along the street. They drove the citizens back to their residences and arrested anyone who dared to disobey. They ordered pedestrians.

The German army and the Italian high command declared that they were in a state of emergency martial law in Rome. No one was allowed to stay outside after eight o’clock in the evening. At the same time, these troops also launched a large-scale raid in the city. They broke into the building according to the list. The high-end apartments and villas forcibly took away the residents. Witnesses claimed that many of them were prominent figures.

The citizens believe that all of this is related to the assassination that took place at noon. Until now, the government has not announced any news about Mussolini’s life and death. The undercurrents in the city are surging, and all kinds of absurd rumors are like viruses. Spread among neighbors and friends, most Italians are convinced that Mussolini is dead and they will lose this great national leader forever.

All the arrested suspects were concentrated in the model military prison on the north side of the city of Rome. This used to be a 19th century barracks, but it was actually a small fortress with thick and towering brick walls and four corners. A high artillery fort was built on the prison, and the prison was surrounded by a moat more than ten meters wide, which was filled with water drawn from the Tvere River.

A black Fiat 2600 limousine drove quickly across the steel bridge in front of the prison gate and stopped in front of the wooden deer village set up by the gate.

The guard approached with a rifle for questioning, and then raised the gun to salute and let him go. The car slowly drove inward along the asphalt lane, and arrived in front of a two-story building on the west side of the fence. The driver stopped the car and turned off the fire. The occupant in the co-pilot seat jumped out of the car and respectfully took the back seat. The passenger opened the door.

"It looks good here, and it gives me a feeling of going home." The passengers got out of the car and looked up at this ancient fortress.

This visitor is wearing a black leather SS trench coat with a large black brimmed hat on his head, a slender black cane in his left hand, and a leather briefcase in the other hand.

At this time, a searchlight on the tower turned around, illuminating the visitor and the ground around him.

"It's great, even this one. The host here is really hospitable." The visitor raised the purse in his hand to block the dazzling light, and whispered in a mocking tone.

"I'm very sorry, Major Jurgen, I just received the above notice. I didn't expect you to come so quickly." At this time, an Italian army colonel ran out of the building quickly, followed by a captain. , Should be his portable adjutant.

"Don't worry, Colonel Servando, I haven't had time to admire this beautiful castle." Jurgen smiled and put down his handbag.

"Let the idiot move the lights away." The colonel stretched out his hand to Jurgen with an awkward look, and at the same time whispered to his subordinates.

"The road here is going well, Major." After the two parties shook hands cordially, Servando led the visitor and turned towards the small building.

"Fortunately, the flight was very smooth along the way." Jurgen looked back at his adjutant, and then walked towards the building with the colonel.

It can be seen that this is a modern new building, no more than five years at most. Because of the lack of lighting, the corridor looks a little dark, and it can be distinguished that there are green wooden walls on both sides and the floor is covered. Black and white lattice mosaic floor.

"Go to my office and sit down. I have specially prepared refreshments for you." The colonel said graciously.

"No, let's go to the interrogation room first. I personally use to finish the work first." Jurgen said coldly.

"It's an amazing habit, major, well, let's go to the interrogation room now." The colonel behaved very cooperatively, doing everything he wanted.

This is also no way. He must be submissive to those who come. Don’t think Servando is a high-ranking officer. He has a lot of words in this prison, but in this matter, he can only be considered He is the most humble little person. Don't look at the kindness of the German in front of him, but Servando knows very well that he can destroy everything he has now with just one sentence.

Servando led Jurgen, along the spiral staircase at the end of the corridor, to the basement of the building.

Interestingly, the light upstairs is dim like a haunted house, but the ground floor is brightly lit. On both sides of the corridor are two rows of rooms with heavy iron doors. Every ten meters, two people standing in black are standing. Shirt, armed guard with a pistol at his waist.

"Go this way, please." Cervando pointed out ahead.

"It will be here soon. I have arranged several suspects in the first interrogation room."

The colonel came to an iron door and instructed the guard at the door to open the door.

"Right here, this is our most fully equipped room." Cervando introduced.

Open the iron door. Inside is a small compartment. You can see that there is a wooden door connecting the inside and outside.

"I won't go in, Major. If there is any need, there is a phone inside, I will stay in the office." Standing by the door, the colonel was full of smiles.

"I will, thank you very much, Mr. Colonel." Jurgen walked into the cubicle with his cane, turned and nodded to Servando, and then the guard closed the iron door outside.

Jurgen raised his cane and knocked on the inner door with the tip of the silver rod. A sliding window on the door was opened, and a pair of glasses appeared in front of the window.

"Open the door, Dietrich, I can recognize your eyes." Jurgen said with a smile.

The small window closed immediately, and there was a messy unlocking sound from the door.

"I didn't expect to send you over, Major. No, I mean, I'm glad to see you again, Mr. Major."

Behind the door stood a burly man with a height of two meters. He was wearing an army shirt that made people feel like he would burst at any time. The cuffs were rolled up to the elbows, revealing thick arms covered with golden hair.

"It looks like you have had a good time, Dietrich." Jurgen handed the bag and walking stick to the strong man, then unbuttoned and took off the outer leather trench coat.

"Please find a place to hang it up for me, and be careful not to soil me." Jurgen handed the trench coat to Dietrich, and took back the briefcase and crutches from the opponent.

"Yes, Mr. Major." The strong man held the trench coat respectfully, like a baby.

"Wait a minute." Jurgen hooked Dietrich's arm with his cane.

"It seems that you had a great time before I came." The major spotted a drop of blood on the opponent's forearm.

"You know, there are always tough guys, Major." Dietrich explained hurriedly.

"Well, are you going in from here?" Jurgen was not interested in entangled with this reckless man. He pointed to a corridor in the corner of the room and said ~IndoMTL.com~ After entering, turn left to the second room. Lieutenant Zimmermann was also there. "Dietrich replied.

"Who else is there now?" Juergen asked calmly.

"Lieutenant Colonel von Kaufmann of the Military Police Command and his lieutenants, as well as Rudolph, Ludwick, Kalman, Hans, Claire, um..." The big man tilted his head and recalled With.

"Okay, all of your torture teams are here, right."

"Most of them are here. Dikol and Hansen didn't come. Koller was sick, appendicitis, and almost died. What a hapless guy..." Dietrich replied cheerfully. To.

"Enough, go, put my clothes, and then continue to guard here, I will send someone to call you if something happens."

Jurgen raised his hand to stop the unexpectedly broken mouth guy, and the SS major walked slowly into the corridor with his cane.

ps: Today is also very smooth, completed one hour earlier, thank you for your understanding. To be continued. Enable new URL