Chapter 14: Operation Tack

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In the dim room, a dangling incandescent lamp with a shading edge shook slightly, making the shadow of the surrounding torture tool reflected on the ground a bit gritty and twisted.
"Say! Are you ?" A German official shouted with a leather whip.
The person who was tied to the cross raised his head slowly, his eyes seemed to be loose, but he still shook his head slightly and replied in a weak voice: "I have Russian origin, but I am German, I am not , I am German, I am not "
"This is your last chance. Pull him out and shoot him off." The officer sorted out his collar and had to say, this military uniform is so handsome. It feels different when he wears it. He tried it on at home yesterday. After a while, his wife couldn't help but send a hot kiss, and really want to thank the Lieutenant Colonel Akado.
After the man was dragged out by the two soldiers with his hands, the officer sat on a bench, lit a cigarette for himself, and swallowed the clouds comfortably, and walked out from behind another door on the side. Several officers came.
The headed person looked at the documents on the table and nodded in satisfaction, while the others picked up the room skillfully.
"This is the 607th." The smoking officer looked at the few officers who came in and asked with a puzzled face: "On average, you sent more than 100 suspected spies every day this week, Yes, there are French democrats, and they will basically be taken away by you in the end. If you have to confess if you want to kill them, why would you send them for interrogation? "
"This is not a secret contact of military personnel of your level. We are only acting according to orders. They were taken over by the Supreme Command of the National Defense Force immediately after they were taken to the execution ground. The officer of the army recalled with fear.
An officer wearing an old army uniform and tidying up the room sighed and said, "You are better. Continue to serve as the Interrogation Section of the National Defense Forces. We will retire after completing this task."
The smoking officer smiled bitterly and did not answer.
The 7th prison under the command of the National Defense Forces. On the execution ground, a group of people in suits were firing at the target with the latest ppt pistols, and the bullets poured like no money.
Not far away, Akado in the stands, accompanied by two officers, was talking to a man.
"You have passed the actual combat assessment, soldier, now you are a reserve member of the Shadow Force of the German Wehrmacht. Starting today, you have no name, no identity, silence is your language, and the revival of Germany is your life, can you do it? ? "Akado asked solemnly.
"Yes, sir!" With Prussia's stereotype and seriousness, the man replied with force and strength, although he was covered in blood, with a firm tone of voice.
"You will be sent to the Soviet Union, where we will build our intelligence station. We will arrange for you to join the Soviet Union and gain the trust of the Soviets. You will steal all the Soviet intelligence you can get and report it to your superiors." Akka Behind him, an officer explained the task to the man.
"My superior contact." The man asked.
"He is code-named Cyclops. As long as you go to the Red Square in Moscow every day to feed the pigeons and wear a black coat, he will naturally go to you to connect. The code is that he said that the Holy Light hides the darkness. You answer: 'Shadow casts dawn' . "
"We will send our people one after another to find you. You can help with placement, but don't leave any contact, understand?" Akado asked.
"Understood! Sir!" The man nodded, then asked with a look of expectation: "When will I be able to recover my identity and return to Germany?"
"When you die." Akado's answer changed the face of several people around, but the latter sentence made everyone laugh: "Or when the chest is covered with medals."
"Long live Germany!" Said the man saluting.
In the distance, the gunshots became louder.
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In the dark night, in the cold water of the Rhine, several people in black one-piece swimsuits swam ashore. In front of them, a man in a suit was standing.
The man carried a shovel in one hand and a large bag in the other, staring silently at the four people swimming ashore.
When they stood up, he only spit out a word: "Blood Sea!"
The four men immediately whispered neatly, "Yu Lan."
The man in the suit nodded with satisfaction, pointed a shovel in front of a dug pit and two spades beside it: "Throw the clothes inside and help bury them." Carrying the big bag forward: "Change these clothes."
After five people were busy with everything, it was clear that the five people got into the car driven by the man in the suit and drove all the way to the road not far away. On the roadside, a rusted street sign was written in German "Lorraine".
In the car, the three people in the back row did not speak. The driver of the car introduced the situation here to the co-pilot: "The French occupied it and did not allow us to build military facilities across the river. Build the Mackinaw Line. "
The car turned a corner, he straightened the steering wheel, and continued: "I have arranged for you for the identity. The war makes the street full of homeless people. Alcohol fights every day. There are no problems for three or four people."
As he said, he took out four documents from his pocket and threw them to the people in the back row and the co-pilot. Then he continued: "Then our top person in charge, Scorpion, will arrange for the French side to go to conscript, and you It can be smoothly mixed into the army. "
"Long live Germany!" When getting off the car, the co-pilot finally said before pushing the door.
"Long live Germany!" The driving man nodded with a smile.
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The petrels at the port shuttled back and forth, and the whistle fluctuated continuously. A passenger ship docked at the famous port of Manchester in the UK, and countless tourists rushed down the ladder. There are noises and horns of luggage vans everywhere.
"Uncle Greif, welcome back to England." A young British naval officer in a white military uniform smiled and stretched out his hand to an old man who came down from the ship.
"Thank you" The old man put down his luggage, smiled and shook hands with the officer: "I'm back, this is my hometown!"
"Yes, Germany was defeated! At the beginning, you were stubborn to help your mother's motherland. Now it seems that your father, his motherland, is the most powerful country." The young naval officer was proud on his face. Expression: "Your nephew, I am already a destroyer trainee commander of the Imperial Royal Navy."
"It's awesome! Did not embarrass your father!" The old man patted the young man's shoulder with a smile in his eyes.
The young officer pointed to the car in the distance: "Uncle, that's my car, the latest American Ford, beautiful?"
"Well! Good! Uncle, I like it very much. I will buy one in a few days." The old man nodded and handed his suitcase to his officer's nephew.
The soldier in charge of checking luggage at the entrance and exit saw the rank of the old man's nephew and stood up to salute and gave up the plan to go forward to check.
"Uncle, what's so heavy?" Nephew asked quipped while putting his luggage on the back seat of the car.
The old man still smiled: "A pistol and a radio station. That's why it's so heavy."
The young man froze for a while, then laughed: "Uncle, you're really kidding."
"So, I'm not kidding, John." The old man put his smile on his face and said very seriously: "Grey Wolf."
The young man's face changed slightly, and he continued to start the car: "Poison?"
The old man nodded: "Poison!"
In faraway Berlin, the General Command of the National Defense Forces, a staff member handed over the secret message to Akado, and then said: "Sir! The poison is in place! The first phase of the tack plan is completed, three people are killed, and the two lose contact. , Everything else is normal. "
"All the upper and lower lines that have lost contact are abandoned, used to confuse each other, and the soldiers who died were promoted to a rank, replaced with a medal, and executed immediately! If anything, report it to me immediately!" Akado put down his file and ordered .
"Yes!" The officer went out in salute.
Akado closed the file in his hand, stood up, walked to the next door, and said softly as he passed by Grace's desk: "Coffee! Thank you."
Pushing open the door of Sikte ’s room, Akkadori salutes:
My Excellency, the first phase of the tack plan is completed. The eyes of the National Defense Force are full of Britain and France. Even in the United States, we have deployed personnel. Not so accurate and reliable. "
"This morning, the French border guards found four black swimsuits and were buried in a deep pit! They have already asked me a thorough investigation and paid attention to our ambassador to France!" Seekert was clearly dissatisfied. Cardo's approach.
He stood up and looked at Akado, frowning and continued, "Don't treat our opponent as a fool! With such a huge spy plan, the content of this plan may have been placed on the French president's desk! "
Akado smiled: "They must know that we are deploying a plan called a tack and have strengthened preparedness, but they cannot know the specific plan, because it is only me and you, the general, who know the whole picture of the plan."
"These people are in the right place?" Sikte obviously didn't want to hold Akado accountable. Of course he knew the importance of intelligence work, and after a few reprimands, he changed the subject.
"Yes! General! Within three years, the National Defense Force can even arrange a schedule for the French President's work and rest if he wishes."
"Then he doesn't have to sleep!" Seekert once had a rare humor, and the two laughed together.