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They believe that this is an assassination operation planned by Chinese intelligence personnel against the head of state of Nazi Germany, so this strange weapon should be made by China.

However, when one of the SS lieutenant colonels found Devin on the "heavy hammer" launch frame, all the officers immediately realized that the assassination was probably not planned by China or the Allied forces, and the enemy came from within and was done by anti-Nazis.

So, the "heavy hammer" was quickly sent to the German Army General Staff and then transferred to the military department. After a bureaucratic dispute, he finally figured out the origin of this strange weapon before noon.

This is not a new weapon made by China or the United States, it is an anti-tank missile made by Germany. Because it is a secret weapon and is ready to reverse the battle situation on the Eastern Front, it has been kept confidential. Moreover, the first batch of mass-produced "heavy hammers" have just been put into production and have not had time to hand them over to the army.

The SS and the Gestapo immediately followed this clue and soon found out that a "heavy hammer" system was lost in an arms warehouse located in the outskirts of Berlin, and eight missiles were missing together. All signs indicate that the "heavy hammer" attacking the head of state's special vehicle was the system lost from this arms warehouse.

However, after the clues are traced here, it is impossible to investigate any further, because according to the confession of the warehouse custodian, this "heavy hammer" system was not secretly stolen by some small thief, but was taken away by two army officers openly using the excuse of "testing new weapons".

When they came to take away their weapons, they held relevant documents and orders issued by the arms authorities. According to the written order, the person who issued the order was the Minister of Armed Forces Spel. His handwriting did not seem to be forged, and the format of the official documents was also very consistent with the requirements.

But the problem is that Spel has not been in the Military Affairs Department at all for a while, and the date of signing the order was when he was not in the Military Affairs Department, which means that this "very real" order is actually a forgery.

The people who were able to get in touch with all this inside story are definitely not just a few small officers. There must be "big fish" on them. The Gestapo quickly reported the news to the relevant parties.

If you want to continue the investigation, you need the authorization of the highest authority. The Gestapo believes that since the head of state has died in the attack this morning, the highest authority that can provide authorization can only be Gorene or Hess.

But beyond everyone's expectations, just that night, all radio stations in Germany broadcast a recorded speech, and the speaker was Hitler, the head of Nazi Germany who had "dead" in the morning attack.

In his speech, he first denounced the assassination planned by the enemy at home and abroad, and then told the truth. It turned out that the dead "head of state" was just a substitute. The real head of state was inspecting the Italian front in recent days. Moreover, after the assassination, the head of state himself had decided to return to Berlin from the front line immediately to stabilize the hearts of the people.

Is this true? Hitler actually has a stand-in with almost exactly the same appearance? Is this a lie or the truth?

All the Germans were confused. Many people instinctively believed that this was just a lie of a stable situation in the Nazis. The truth was that Hitler was dead and the war was about to end. Even if the Nazis really got a "Hitler", it would definitely be fake, or that was the substitute.

A "stork" type liaison reconnaissance aircraft landed on the runway of the airport. The huge wings were very eye-catching, which was different from most reconnaissance aircraft of this era.

The "stork" type is a low-speed command and reconnaissance aircraft, and needs to take off and land in the field, so the wingspan is large and the buoyancy is increased.

The fi-156 storch is code-named "Stork" type. It is a light contact observation aircraft from Germany during World War II. It was designed and manufactured by fieseler. This type of aircraft is a miracle of aerodynamics. In addition to its extremely excellent short-field take-off and landing function, the extremely low stall speed only requires about 51 kilometers per hour, which provides great help to the safety of the crew.

The handling performance of this aircraft has been unanimously praised by the pilots, with an average lifespan of 10 times that of the famous fighter BF 109. It was found on almost all German fronts during World War II.

Because of its superior performance, it is usually used as a commander's landline.

Before the plane's motive was turned off, a German Field Marshal had jumped out of the cockpit. Marshal Rommel, the highest commander of the German African Legion, stood behind the wings of the plane and looked at the black car that was driving towards this side.

"Marson, is that here to pick up our car?"

The adjutant jumped off the plane, stood beside Marshal Rommel, and asked in a voice.

"Maybe it is."

Rommel's mental state did not look very good, with deep eye sockets and dark circles. In the whistle and autumn wind, his old military uniform of the African Legion seemed a little thin. He flew back to Germany from the North African front line. The journey was quite hard, and the mental pressure was not something ordinary people could imagine.

The black car drove to the side of the "stork" type liaison reconnaissance plane and stopped. The door opened and two people walked out of the car. One was an old man from Dongfang Kong, and it was Mr. Huang who had a mysterious background.

The other was a colonel of the German Army, Stoffenberg, who was also an adjutant of Marshal Rommel and also served as a senior staff officer. After the two got out of the car, they rushed to Marshal Rommel.

Stefanberg handed the tweed coat in his hand to Marshal Rommel's entourage adjutant, who immediately put on the German coat.

"Is there only one car?" Marshal Rommel glanced at the black sedan, then asked Stauffenberg.

"Yes, there is only one car, but we can sit down a few of us. Actually, I am the driver." Stauffenberg nodded.

Marshal Rommel said nothing, pulled the coat on his shoulder, and then walked straight towards the black sedan. The adjutant hurriedly caught up a few steps, walked in front of him and opened the door for the sedan.

Stauffenberg and Mr. Huang also hurriedly followed and sat in the car one by one. Stauffenberg was in the driving position, while Mr. Huang was sitting next to Colonel Stauffenberg, and Marshal Rommel and his entourage were sitting in the back seats.

Soon, the car started, drove out of the airport, boarded a highway, and headed north.

Along the way, no one in the car spoke without saying a word. Colonel Stoffenberg was driving the car with all his attention, while Mr. Huang stared at the road ahead with his brows frowned.

As for Marshal Rommel and his adjutant, they looked at the fields on the roadside in surprise. They found that some factories were particularly eye-catching, not far from the road, which was obviously caused by Allied bombers.

Since the Italian island of Sicily was occupied by the Allied forces, Germany has been subjected to more and more strategic air strikes, and Allied commanders do not seem to mind turning Germany into ruins with conventional bombs before the nuclear strike begins.

The black sedan did not drive on the highway for too long. In just a few minutes, the sedan turned from the highway into a manor, a heavily guarded manor.

Fully armed SS soldiers could be seen everywhere, guarding every entrance and monitoring every inch of the ground. In the quiet manor, the only sounds that could be heard were the barking of the military dogs or two, and the motivation of the black car that had just entered the manor.

Finally, the black sedan stopped in front of a villa in the manor. Colonel Stoffenberg turned off the fire, then turned back and looked at Marshal Rommel.

"Marson, it's here. Yuan hasn't come here yet. You can wait in the reception room first."

Rommel also glanced at Stoffenberg, nodded, and then gave an order to the subordinate adjutant.

"Hans, please go and find the officer in charge here and tell him that I need a more fit coat, which is a little bit."

"Yes, Marshal."

The entourage adjutant hurriedly got out of the car, closed the car door, looked around, and then rushed to a major SS officer who was speaking to the guard in front of the villa.

When the entourage adjutant got out of the car, Stuffenberg asked Rommel in a voice.

"Marson, have you considered it?"

Rommel frowned, hesitated for a moment, and expressed his plans.

"I would like to have another sincere discussion with Yuan. If he does not object to the conditions of the Allies, I will continue to support him. If he insists on the policy of war, then I will support your actions unconditionally. However, I must remind you that at this time, if Yuan died in assassination, he would likely remain in the memory of some citizens as a hero of Germany, which is not conducive to the stable order of the new German government."

"In my opinion, assassination is never the best choice. I insist that the senior figures of the entire Nazi group should be tried strictly in accordance with the spirit of the law. Only in this way can the allies believe that war is not the responsibility of the German people and the Germans. The responsibility lies with the senior figures of the Nazi Party, and only in this way can Germany maintain its complete sovereignty."

His tone was unprecedentedly solemn. As a senior German Army official, it was not interesting to participate in this assassination of the head of state.

"Marson, Hitler is now a furious lion, and he cannot accept any suggestions that go against his will. Last night, just because of a suggestion, General Guderian has been removed from office. We do not want you to be removed from office again. That is very unfavorable to Germany's future. We need your African Legion."

Colonel Stuffenberg tried hard to persuade him, but Rommel had made up his mind, which made Stuffenberg very helpless and wanted to continue to persuade him, but at this time, Rommel's adjutant had already returned with a brand new coat, so Stuffenberg had to give up.

The adjutant did not return to the car because Marshal Rommel had already got out of the car, stood beside the car, changed into the brand new coat, turned his head and looked at Stoffenberg, and said, "You go back first." Then he took the adjutant up the steps of the villa, where a SS colonel was already greeting the marshal.

"What should I do?" Mr. Huang was a little anxious and asked Stuffinberg for advice.

Stauffenberg shrugged, and was also very helpless.

"The Marshal is such a person. He once respected Hitler very much. He insisted that it was Hitler who promoted him and gave him the opportunity to show his talent. Therefore, he always opposed the direct assassination of Hitler, but advocated the arrest of Hitler and let the law decide whether the Nazi leader was guilty."

"I think the Marshal's inner thoughts are very contradictory. He wants to avoid hurting Hitler himself, but he is unwilling to see Germany dragging into an abyss that will never be restored because of Hitler's stupidity and stubbornness. In fact, there are many people in the current National Defense Forces who are similar to the Marshal's idea. Although these people oppose continuing to fight with the Allies, they also oppose any action that may lead to the reconstruction of the "Versailles system."

"This is not a place to talk, so let's talk about it after we go back to the hotel." Mr. Huang looked around and suggested that Xun leave. Stefanberg also held the same view.

So the black sedan quickly turned around, left the manor from the same road, and drove onto the highway.

Fifteen minutes later, Mr. Huang and Stauffenberg drove their car back to the city of Berlin, stopped in front of a hotel, and entered the hotel, and immediately saw some Gestapos being checked in the hotel.

Since the assassination of "Hitler" yesterday, the entire Berlin was once declared to be in a state of martial law. Although the martial law order has been lifted, some areas are still under military control, so they rushed back to the city from the suburbs.

The road was empty, and only soldiers and police could be seen on the street. Even Mr. Huang and Stoffenberg were inspected several times along the way.

The Gestapo also appeared in the hotel, which shows that the Berlin authorities were very nervous about the return of the real Hitler. It was almost impossible for ordinary people to get close to Hitler. What's more, Hitler is not in the city of Berlin at all, but in a manor in the suburbs.

Mr. Huang and Stefanberg both held special passes, and the Gestapo did not pay much attention to them. The two quickly went upstairs and entered the room booked by Mr. Huang. After entering the house, the first thing Colonel Stefanberg did was to shake a phone call to another address.

"The professor has arrived, but his next itinerary has not been finalized yet, and he still needs to consider it."

Stauffenberg spoke code words on the phone, "Professor" refers to Marshal Rommel, and "Next Itinerary" refers to the plan to assassinate Hitler. After receiving the message, he did not ask much on the other end of the phone and quickly suppressed the phone.

When Stauffenberg was making a phone call, Mr. Huang stood in front of the window and looked at Berlin. In the sky, he could see several patrol jets, which were the biggest enemies of Allied bombers.

However, Allied bombers all attacked Berlin at night, so these daytime fighters are often useless. The nighttime air defense battle is extremely inefficient due to the Allied electronic interference. The radar of the German air defense force was effectively suppressed by the Chinese Air Force's electronic warfare aircraft.

"Mr. Huang, I need to see the gift you brought."

Stauffenberg walked behind Mr. Huang and said.

"Are you sure you can bring the gift? Even if the professor does not do it." Mr. Huang asked cautiously.

"Yes, my friends can help me, without any difficulties. The gifts we prepared ourselves are a bit simple, and I am worried that the person who receives the gifts will be unsatisfied."

Stauffenberg and Mr. Huang were just talking in code. Both of them knew each other's meaning very well. "Gift" refers to the weapon used to assassinate Hitler, while "the person who received the gift" refers to Hitler.

"Okay. Let's go."

Mr. Huang and Stuffenberg soon left the guest room, walked out of the hotel, got into the car, drove to the center of Berlin, and finally stopped in front of a cake shop. The two got out and walked into the cake shop.

There was no business in the store, only one boss was listening to the radio. Seeing that a customer was coming, he stood up and greeted him. After a few words of code, the Swiss owner brought Mr. Huang and Stoffenberg into the production room behind and called a guy who was making cakes to the front store.

The owner quickly took out a wooden box from the raw material warehouse and took out the cheese piled on it first. There was a briefcase hidden at the bottom of the wooden box. The owner took out the briefcase from the wooden box and placed it on the desk.

Mr. Huang nodded, signaled the owner to leave the production room, then opened the briefcase and revealed the things inside.

"This is plastic **. Fukes are multi-purpose fuses. They can be detonated regularly or remotely controlled by radio. The outside of the ** is lined with a prefabricated fragmented bushing, which can enhance lethality, but this is not the strongest power of this bomb. Please note that these glass balls installed in the buffer pads are a very powerful binary poison gas, which comes in two colors. Any single-color glass balls will not produce poison gas, but if the liquid in the two-color glass balls are mixed, a violent chemical reaction will be immediately produced, and a deadly poison gas that can quickly spread throughout the room in a short period of time can kill everyone in the room within one minute."

"When using it, be sure to pay attention not to break these glass balls. Moreover, if you are sure to use poison gas, then do not connect this red wire to this terminal. Only in this way, after detonation, a very small amount of ** will fully mix the poison gas without causing a strong explosion."

After introducing the performance of the weapon, Mr. Huang handed the briefcase to Stefanberg, who did not ask anything else. He put the briefcase in and left the cake shop with Mr. Huang.

Of course, before leaving, they took away a huge birthday cake. Just like all German cakes of this era, this birthday cake also had a little butter, and it was margarine.

For the Nazis, butter was indeed not as important as cannons, and the German people also endured a boring life for too long for the Nazi war policy. If the colonel succeeded, then this boring life might end soon and the German people would enjoy a peaceful life again.

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