Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 403: Rescuers (Part 2)

The two servants brought a huge copper basin and a bucket of water. After Julian thanked the master again, he took off the blood-stained turban and robe, squatted in a corner of the yard and began to wash.

At this moment, on the second floor of the luxurious house nearby, a pair of sharp eyes were looking at the French in the courtyard through the Arabic-style carved window.

"You are right. Although you are a layman, you have great potential." The observer turned around and lit the pipe in his hand.

"Lieutenant Colonel, do you think he believes Nabhani's story?" A man stood aside and asked respectfully. Seeing what he was wearing, he was the man in the robe from the duo on the roof.

"Would you easily believe the words of a stranger if you changed it to you?" The man called the lieutenant colonel sat down on the chair by the window and picked up the two envelopes on the small table.

"It contains your allowance for this mission. I have arranged the vehicle. You will leave here this afternoon. When you arrive at the base in Tunisia, there will be a special plane to take you back to Europe."

"Thank you very much, sir, I am sorry that this operation was not completed successfully." The man in the robe took the two bulging envelopes with both hands and nodded to thank his boss.

"No, you have done well enough. Captain Hasbach, your performance is very good. I will specifically point this out in the report. After the superior confirms the results, you will all be rewarded by the headquarters." The school clicked his pipe twice, and said to the robe man with a smile.

"And you, Lieutenant Kram, I am very impressed by your marksmanship." The lieutenant colonel lit the sniper sitting in the corner of the room with his pipe.

Now the sharpshooter is slowly gnawing on a barbecue burrito with a glass of cold beer on hand. Hearing the commander's admiration for him, he quickly stood up and nodded to the chief.

"Your mission has been completed. I am very happy to work with you. I really want to transfer you to my department. Okay, okay, don’t be nervous, just kidding, I know, like you have Potential talents, the headquarters will never let go." The lieutenant colonel was in a good mood at this time, and he even joked with two young officers.

"Sir, I know I shouldn’t ask, but I really want to know what the purpose of this operation is, what important documents this man is carrying, and we need to mobilize so many dark lines for this. , We must know that once we accidentally expose ourselves to the eyes of the enemy, our losses will be difficult to measure with numbers.” Captain Hasbach finally summoned the courage at this moment and raised the question to his superiors that had entangled him for more than half a month.

"Captain, you also know that this is top secret, not something an officer of your level allows to know. When you raised this question, you already violated discipline. I can write this in the report, I believe you know Waiting for how severe your punishment will be. Now I assume that I have never heard this sentence, and you should stop mentioning it." The lieutenant colonel immediately sank his face and stood up and said to the captain solemnly. .

"Yes, sir, thank you, sir." Hasbach stood upright and thanked his superior in a low voice.

The lieutenant colonel nodded slightly, then turned and walked to the window, and looked into the courtyard. At this time, Julian had completely relaxed, he was being served by the two maids, eating a delicious lunch.

"Lieutenant, have you heard of [Cosmos] when you were training at the Eye of Odin headquarters?" The lieutenant colonel turned his face and asked Hasbach.

"No, I have never heard of it, sir." The captain thought about it, then shook his head firmly.

"It was an action planning team formed by Germany’s best intelligence personnel and industry experts. I am also one of them. Don’t worry, it’s not a violation to reveal this to you, because I believe you will one day You will also be absorbed into this group. You have this talent and potential. Lieutenant Kram, it doesn’t matter if you hear it. Anyway, even if you say it, few people will believe it.” The lieutenant colonel cocked his mouth, right Kram waved his hand, trying to avoid suspicion and leave.

"This operation was planned and directed by [Cosmos] behind the scenes. This group is only responsible to the head of state and only obeys the orders of the head of state." The lieutenant colonel raised his head and looked at the one on the wall. The deputy oil painting seems to be lost in memory.

"You can’t imagine how powerful the Eye of Odin is. The strength exposed now is just the tip of the iceberg. So Captain, I hope you will never make the same mistake as today. I don’t want to see a good one. The talents died because of your own recklessness. You are the backbone of the empire in the future. One day you will succeed the old guys of us and take over the shield and sword to protect the security of the German Empire. So I hope you keep this in mind. Don't let me regret today's decision." The lieutenant colonel warned the captain earnestly, just as he warned his younger generation.

"Yes, sir, I swear to the great head of state, I will do my best to never let you down, sir." The captain was grateful and ashamed, and he stood up and saluted the old man before him.

"Me too, sir." The sniper also stood and saluted.

"This is just a message from the Libyan intelligence station. They got in touch with the 13th." Bruce Ian handed the message to Kirsten.

"What did the British say." Kirsten frowned, got up with the telegram and walked to the side desk.

The communication office of the Eye of Odin controls the independent communication system of the department, and maintains communication with spy networks all over the world every day. The intelligence collected from all over the world is continuously concentrated here through radio waves, and after identification and identification Sent to each specific responsible department team.

Interestingly, when the communication is busy, the naval maritime combat command in the same building will use the Eye of Odin remote radio to directly report to the group of huskies under the submarine command. The German submarines raging across the Atlantic conveyed the command of the Naval Command. Of course, this was also recognized by Deniz, but it was not a leapfrog command.

"The British have not received any relevant reports. Their intelligence has been delayed." A communications staff reported.

"They are inquiring about the cause. Initially it looks like it was an accident." Another staff member added.

"Zuwara has initiated a backup plan and has stabilized on the 13th, but has not gained the complete trust of the other party." Ian walked to the side of the beverage table and opened a bottle of Coca-Cola.

"We don't need to gain his trust, he is just a poison bait thrown away. Is the file still on him?" Kirsten put down the telegram and picked up the cold coffee on the table.

"Aini, get me a hot cup." The colonel called his adjutant.

"Okay, Colonel, what else do I need?" the beautiful female adjutant asked softly.

"Please find out the report from Bucharest yesterday, the one I marked." Kirsten smiled and ordered.

"Yes, wait a minute, Colonel." The adjutant bowed his orders.

"At present, it seems that the document is still with him. Fortunately, our intelligence officer was there, otherwise it would have almost fallen into the hands of the Italians." The staff reported.

"Let the Libya station write a detailed report. In addition, find a way to find out if it was really accidental. Inform the French Intelligence Agency that we need to send some fake news from their channels to confuse the Italians. Judge." Kirsten ordered.

"It has been confirmed, Colonel, the ninth has completed his mission, and the package is delivered to the other party safely." A staff officer put down the phone and reported to Kirsten loudly.

"Number nine? Where did he finally go?" Kirsten stood up and walked to the map on the wall~IndoMTL.com~Stolbucci. "The staff report.

"In this way, seven people have succeeded, if the number 13 is added." Ian took a bottle of Coca-Cola and walked to Kirsten's side.

"So you have to keep an eye on the 13th. He has more problems than the other knights. Our people intervened too deeply. If you don’t deal with it carefully, you may be found flaws by the other party. I don’t want to because This unintentional mistake caused the other party’s suspicion and vigilance, and ultimately affected the success of the entire plan. If the situation shows signs of out of control, we can deal with the 13th and all hidden dangers together, and erase all traces of our participation, I I believe the commander at Libya knows what to do.” Kirsten picked up a pen from the table and turned it at her fingertips. This is a habit of her calm mind.

"Lieutenant Colonel Obius? Indeed, he is a legend in my impression." Ian nodded slightly in agreement.

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