My Third Empire

Three Hundred and Thirty-Four Doubts

The rattling sounds of the machines came and went, and countless machines made various crisp sounds. , visit . The busy scene here is a bit like a textile factory, but looking at those weird equipment, you can find that this is indeed not a light industrial textile factory.

"x...x...g..." In the intelligence collection center in Berlin, Germany, a woman was concentrating on checking the secret code that had just been typed from the telegraph. She has to work repeatedly like this every day, and she can't easily make mistakes.

The original secret code that she had checked had to be 'handed over' to the superior intelligence director for another check, and then 'handed over' to different military code translators for electronic translation. This is a complex and heavy job, but the rigorous style of the Germans makes these "women" do not feel depressed when doing this job.

And in the huge square-like workshop like a factory workshop, there are more than 300 'female' workers who work until evening like this every day. There are also the same number of people working on the night shift. They use their hard work to support the information gathering work of Germany's huge intelligence network.

Suddenly a female worker stood up, solemnly handed a telegram with a row of special letters on it to the team leader who saw her get up and came over to ask about the situation. The team leader glanced at the telegram, then hurriedly walked to the end of the entire workshop, knocked on the door, and handed the telegram to the SS major who was on duty.

Soon the SS major on duty stood up and picked up the phone: "Yuan Akado? Long live Rudolph! General Gasker? The telegram you ordered to be delivered directly to you appeared, yes... ...reported directly to you as soon as I found out, without delay! Yes! Understood! I won't leave the office until you come!"

Not long after, Gascoll rushed over with his men, and the major immediately stood up and saluted, and gave up his seat in the office. Gascoll waved his hand, and everyone left the office. When he was the only one left in the room, he opened a cipher book, translated and checked the above content himself.

"A few days ago, a submarine carried 5 British intelligence personnel and landed in the Netherlands. It was confirmed that they were the operatives who assassinated Yuan. The whereabouts of the other two personnel are unknown. Please be careful-poison." Gasko Er recorded the content of this document by himself, and then sealed it together with the coded version of the translated code in a bag before letting others return to the office.

"Immediately find out the patrol records of the coastal areas of the Netherlands in the last half month, carefully check the suspicious situations, and then send them to the office together with the results!" Gaskol said to the several officers he brought. The order said: "Immediately apply for the deployment of a special operations team from the 0th Division of the SS, recruit several capable personnel from our intelligence department, and call General Reinhardt of the SS. Let him send some powerful people over, this is an important matter that must be dealt with as soon as possible."

"Obey!" Several officers immediately turned and walked out, while Gaskle returned to the General Staff of the Wehrmacht with the documents.

soon,

The terrible efficiency of the German intelligence department's full operation is reflected. Reinhard Heydrich personally drove the "fine" soldiers of the SS to the General Staff of the Wehrmacht, and then Gass Cole personally opened the sealed bag in front of him, and handed the translated telegram inside to Reinhardt.

"Poison'drug'? It's the information he sent... No wonder." Reinhardt saw the signature, and knew that this agent was a nail buried in the UK in the first year. And the rocket experiment is almost at the same level of confidentiality. After he finished watching the video, he frowned and stretched out his hand, and gently waved it forward.

An officer stepped forward and put his face next to Reinhardt, who was still wearing a bandage on the other arm: "General, what are your orders?"

"Immediately call the person in charge of handling the spy infiltration case in Poland! I want to listen to all his reports in person!" Reinhardt said coldly. This assassination wounded him and almost sent him to the west. Obviously, this information is also very important to him personally, because since he regained consciousness in the hospital, he has been thinking about revenge all the time.

"There have not been many cases of spies sneaking into Britain from the Netherlands recently, General. As far as I know, there seems to be only one." Soon, the relevant heads of the military intelligence department and the SS arrived, and they sent the relevant All the documents were placed on the table, as well as some relevant records and photos left at that time.

"The real thing has to be obtained from the 'gate' of the local garrison archives management department in the Netherlands. I believe it will arrive in Berlin in two days at the earliest." Another officer also said: "But that time in the Netherlands, although no one was caught, but Judging from the remaining evidence, the other party only has 4 personnel!"

"These photos were kept for archives at the time. It is true that only four sets of clothing were found for a man and a 'female'." An officer pointed to some black and white photos and said: "Judging by the number of clothes, there are indeed only four of them. "

"Three sets of male tights and outer clothing were found at the scene, and a set of female tights and outer clothing were also found..."

"Tell Wiens to come here!" Reinhardt narrowed his eyes and said, "Isn't he a 'sexy' ghost who claims to eat all men and women? Let him see the difference between these clothes."

Speaking of which, this Wiens is a strange flower in the SS Army, he is lustful but also a workaholic, he is busy in the office during the day and does not know how tired he is, and at night he is having fun every night and is a man. 'Female' takes all. There are countless espionage cases solved in his hands, and his boyfriends and girlfriends are also countless-you read that right, he doesn't just like women.

Soon this 'female' 'sexual' underwear expert walked into this office, and was taken aback by the level of the intelligence officers sitting inside: the two big bosses in charge of intelligence, plus the "door" of the German military intelligence department. Almost all the characters are there, and those with lower ranks are all with the rank of lieutenant colonel.

"Look at these clothes, finish what you want to say, and you can go." Reinhardt saw him enter the room, pointed to the photo on the table and said: "If you see anything valuable Things, I accept your favor!"

Let the commander-in-chief of the SS owe a favor? That distance is close at hand, Wiens hurried forward and carefully looked at the photos of these clothes, and after a few seconds, he seemed to have discovered something, and the corners of his mouth were exposed With a confident smile, he said, "General, I have found the problem."

"Talk about it!" Reinhardt suddenly recovered, sat up straight and listened to Wiens' analysis.

"General! These are the clothes of a man and two 'women'!" Wiens' words made everyone present widen their eyes—isn't it so professional? Not only did they tell the number of people at once, but they also confirmed the sex? What international joke?

Nawins pointed to the photo and said with a smile: "There is nothing wrong with the clothes of these men, but obviously they are wearing too much! Although they landed by the sea, we did not do this kind of thing less, usually They all wear only one coat, so that they can change into the clothes prepared for them by the responders as quickly as possible."

He picked up a photo of men's clothing and pushed it aside: "And these clothes are obviously more, but from the perspective of warmth, they are wearing less. So I speculate that they wear two layers of clothes for a purpose , so I observed another set of 'female' clothes - sure enough, I found a problem!"

"What's the problem?" Gascoll raised his eyebrows and asked.

"This set of 'female' clothes does not belong to one person!" Wiens pointed to some details on it and said: "The outer loose coat 'pants' and 'legs' are longer, but the inner tights are a bit short, It's about...by 2 centimeters."

All the officers looked at Wiens with disdainful eyes, and all of them had a look on their faces, "How good do you have to be, so that you can see that the length of the clothes is a little different from the photo at a glance? "Even Reinhardt coughed twice in embarrassment to cover up his embarrassment.

"Also, there is this underwear..." Wiens wanted to continue.

"Okay! Don't talk about it! How sure are you that these are 5 people, and how sure are you that they are two men and women?" Reinhardt hurriedly interrupted his continued analysis, and what he said was purely innocent. Disgrace to the SS.

"Report to the general! I'm sure it's definitely a man and a woman!" Wiens nodded and replied.

"Since this is the case, it will be much easier!" Gascoll nodded and said: "After that date, all the 'women' who appear around German officials and politicians should be investigated! Let one go! When the evidence arrives, let Major Wiens screen the evidence, confirm the height and weight! Then narrow down the scope of investigation!"

"Submit this information to the intelligence analysis room of the 0th Division of the SS, and let them pay attention to Yuan's personal safety. After all, these British intelligence personnel came here together, the most likely being these two 'women' It's also on the assassination mission!" Reinhardt added, frowning.

"By the way! Let's start a secret investigation from clone and other areas first! Don't startle the snake!" Gascoll nodded and said: "Transfer a company's special operations team over there, and arrest them directly after confirming their identity. Don't alert the local police... …I suspect they have an intelligence post on the ground, fearing that they are covering each other."

"It makes sense! This time, let the army's intelligence department take the lead in handling this matter!" Reinhardt also agreed with this approach, but he added sinisterly behind: "If you catch this Two 'women', leave it to our SS...I want them to regret coming to this world!"--93337+dsuaahhh+26981194-->

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