Night falls, Rome, Italy.

In the city center, an ordinary house.

In the living room, six middle-aged men wearing various professions were standing.

"Did you find out what the Germans of Rommel are doing? Are they really planning to counterattack North Africa? Do you know how they are going to land and fight? And where is the place they are about to land?"

When the group of people arrived, their boss Dukov immediately asked all his subordinates in a series of standard English.

Because these people all came from the 5th British Intelligence Department, after hearing this, they quickly thought about how to answer their boss’s questions.

According to our inside report, Rommel is really training his troops in Hino and ready to fight back against North Africa!”

"And Hitler also dispatched a lot of new weapons and equipment to fight for him!"

Not long after, intelligence officer Forsyth immediately stood up and answered the first.

"Do you know where they log in? When will you be ready to log in? How to log in?"

Upon hearing this, intelligence website manager Dukov continued to repeat the question he wanted to know the most.

"It has not been found yet, because according to our inside reports, even Rommel and his high-level officers do not know where the landing location is. They are waiting for Hitler's latest combat order!"

Intelligenceman Forses looked at the surrounding intelligence officers and continued to answer.

"Impossible! How could Hitler tell Rommel without any news about such a big thing? He was the head coach of this battle. Without his command and recognition, how could he lead the war in this landing battle?"

After hearing this, the intelligence stationmaster Dukov waved his hand in disbelief and retorted.

"But what our insiders said is true, because I also asked several other insiders and bought a lot of German soldiers to learn about the information!"

Intelligenceman Forsses replied truthfully with a red face.

"Be careful that these are smokescreens released by the German army. I will never believe that a marshal of an army group is involved in a large-scale landing battle, but I don't know where he is going to land? Do you think I am an ignorant child? Or do you think I am a fool?"

As soon as he finished speaking, intelligence stationmaster Dukov immediately shouted excitedly.

"Check! Check it out again immediately. No matter what, you must find out in the past two days. Will Rommel's troops land in North Africa? This is the death order given to us by Prime Minister Churchill, you can do it yourself! Whether you want to be executed or survive depends on your investigation speed!"

Then, before intelligence officer Forses continued to speak, intelligence stationmaster Dukov immediately turned gloomy and roared loudly.

"Bang!"

Just then, a loud door opening sound suddenly rang throughout the house.

"There is great news! Webmaster Dukov!"

Then a middle-aged man with a fat, ordinary appearance and no one would pay attention to him, left the gate that appeared in the living room of a private house and shouted panting.

"Brad! Are you so loud that you want to attract all the damn Germans and the Gestapo to us? Do you want to be captured by them and tortured to death by them now?"

In response, intelligence stationmaster Dukov scolded angrily.

"No! Webmaster, you misunderstood me! It was Hitler who came, and he led a large number of aviation troops and transport planes to Rome Airport this afternoon! It was my insider who finally conveyed such important information to me!"

Looking at the angry intelligence stationmaster Dukov, the middle-aged man Brad, who had just run in and shouted, explained timidly.

"Hitler came to Rome? You're not telling me a joke! Brad!"

As soon as he finished speaking, intelligence stationmaster Dukov rushed to Brad quickly like a gust of wind, and grabbed the other party's collar and shouted in shock.

"Really...really! So I rushed in so quickly just now to report to you! Webmaster!"

Brad, who was almost breathless by intelligence stationmaster Du Kevler, responded quickly with a red face.

"Okay! You have made great contributions! Brad! I want to inform Prime Minister Churchill immediately!"

After hearing this, the intelligence stationmaster Dukov, however, had his eyes lit up and said with a bright smile in surprise.
Chapter completed!