.The Third Reich under the Ten Thousand Characters Volume 5: Battle of Britain Chapter 20: Capture

Wolf von Heldorf was very busy, really busy. Even in the early morning he longed to hold an insignificant document and lie on the bed and watch it with relish. His friends like to call him: the energetic Earl of Heldorf; the energetic Earl of Wolf. Yes, Wolf von Heldorf was a Junker nobleman, but he always claimed that he was just a Junker master, a rich man who lived on earth.

It is almost three o'clock in the morning, and Wolf von Heldorf's wife is already asleep, and only he is still watching with a report from the police headquarters. Oh... I forgot to say that Wolf von Heldorf is not only a Junker nobleman, but also the current Berlin police chief. The so-called Berlin police chief is not an honorary title, nor is it a nameless position. Of course, he is just a director. The director has no absolute power in this era. The main purpose of this department is to train for the front line and supplement the domestic guard forces of the troops.

During the young Weimar Republic, Wolf von Heldorf was one of the Social Democrats. Later, the Social Democrats and the National Socialist Party merged, and Wolf von Heldorf became a member of the National Socialist Party. However, in his heart, he actually did not like the radical National Socialist Party at all. Most people did not like the radical National Socialist Party. Even if their identity was a National Socialist Party, it was because of this that the so-called anti-war alliance later appeared.

The Anti-War Alliance is just a general term, and there are also different names. Their only purpose is to overthrow any possible dictatorship, end wars, and make Germany a civilized country in the name of peace. For this reason, these free people with the identity of the National Socialist Party came together with a free heart. They came from all over the world, not entirely Germans. Take a German named Zevebo, who is actually a British spy lurking in Germany.

Zevebo claimed to be a Germanic and was affiliated with the British National Military Intelligence Department 14. The so-called British National Military Intelligence Department is a department that merged from the original Military Intelligence Department 13 and an air intelligence department. It is currently called the Military Intelligence Department 14. This department was originally responsible for some war propaganda work. Later, the UK handed over this work to the MI7, and the MI14th Department was adapted to be responsible for Germany's strategic intelligence collection.

Zevebo is definitely not the only British spies lurking in Germany. These British spies lurking in Germany have entered into various social groups in Germany. The task is to make friends with Germans who are powerful but dissatisfied with the rule of the government, incite these Germans with secret methods, or use various means to bribe some Germans to collect intelligence for the UK, and simply take the anti-war alliance as an example. This organization is definitely not the only ** organization in Germany. Almost every organization dissatisfied with the rule of the government has more or less the shadow of British spies.

Of course, Wolf von Heldorf didn't know his organizational spies at all. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, they would always exchange information from the upper Germans internally. This intelligence was not entirely military intelligence, but also some of the ruling policies of the country and society and the German-occupied areas. Wolf von Heldorf didn't know or care, and his organization had been revealing confidential information to British spies.

A rapid knock on the door affected Wolf von Heldorf's interest in reading. He frowned and put on his coat, and smiled at his awakened wife: "It may be Carlomillendorf, I'll open the door, you can't sleep well, he's so upset, no one likes the guests who knock on the door late at night. He came to the door, tidied up his clothes again, and then opened the door. As soon as the door lock was turned open, the guests outside the door bumped violently. Before he could see who the person was, he was surprised to find that his hand was captured...

"We are agents of the Gestapo Empire Security Department. Don't try to resist. Don't speak out, otherwise we have the right to shoot you dead. Now, please cooperate with us in the search and call your loved ones to the living room."

Wolf von Heldorf saw it clearly. This was a group of armed soldiers wearing black uniforms and holding submachine guns. The person in charge was a young man in casual clothes and a cold-faced look. He was stunned for a moment, and then roared: "I don't care who you are. This is my home. You have no right to conduct violent searches! I am the director of Wolf von Heldorf!"

The leader was Olin. He looked at Wolf von Heldorf with contempt and repeated what he had just said. The same words, Olin had already repeated in four parties. Two entrepreneurs who tried to escape were shot dead in the bedroom, and one was even more miserable. He fell directly from the sixth floor while running away.

A woman's voice came from the bedroom, as if asking what was happening outside and whether to call the police.

Olin looked at Wolf von Heldorf again, then waved his hand. The soldiers standing beside Olin understood and rushed straight towards the bedroom. The two soldiers did not turn the door lock, but rushed into the door extremely roughly. The screams of women and two angry shouts came from the bedroom. After that... the world became quiet.

"What do you want?" Wolf von Heldorf's expression was nervous, and he tried to calm himself down.

Olin didn't answer, he was circled around the hall, as if waiting for something.

After a while, Wolf von Heldorf's wife, daughter, son, and family of four were all driven out.

Olin stopped going around in circles. He looked at Wolf von Heldorf in disgust, took out a document and shook it, saying, "You are charged with treason, we will take you into custody according to law. According to relevant laws of the empire, you can hire a lawyer or protest to Congress."

Olin did not order Wolf-fon to take Wolf-fon Heldorf's family to take down, and then ordered the soldiers to search, and the operation of rummaging through boxes and cabinets began...

The soldiers rudely drove Wolf von Heldorf's family to the back seat of a truck. Wolf von Heldorf was a little dazed after getting on the bus. He still didn't understand what was going on, but he subconsciously comforted his wife and his children.

"Heldorf, why are you arrested?"

The speaker was a strong middle-aged man, whose name was Zevebo, the British spy lurking in Germany. His hands and feet were all cured, his face was a little bruised, and he had obviously been violently beaten.

Wolf von Heldorf looked over in the voice and saw many acquaintances. At this time, he finally understood what was going on. Before he could exchange information with his acquaintances, four armed soldiers climbed into the back seat of the truck and shouted fiercely: "Shut up!"

The truck engine was started, Wolf von Heldorf looked at the awakened neighbors with a muffled look on his face. They pointed at the window, and then the seat of the car was canvased. He could only hear what the neighbors were talking about, and the words were full of words such as betrayers and treasons of the nation.

"How could this happen?" Wolf von Heldorf held the child tightly in his arms, and the darkness around him and the unknown future scared him.

The truck didn't know how long it had been, but suddenly the body of the car stopped. The soldiers were summoned out, and the group of arrested prospective prisoners finally had the opportunity to exchange information.

"Sdaq wants to kill us!" I don't know who said this.

Wolf von Heldorf's body shook and subconsciously looked at his wife and two children. The child was still sleepy, as if he had not woken up yet, while his wife was already in tears.

The canvas was suddenly pulled open again, and everyone knew where they were. Looking out, there were armed soldiers standing next to an iron fence with endless ends. Inside the fence were short wooden sheds, and searchlights on some three-story towers searched back and forth until the truck moved forward a few hundred meters ahead and came to an iron gate, everyone saw the sign of the Saxony Hausen concentration camp.

Of course, Wolf von Heldorf knew what the Saxonyhausen concentration camp was. He even came here to inspect it in person. In the past, he often praised the beautiful environment and the layout of the place. However, he never thought that his family would become a resident of the inside one day, which almost made him collapse.

The Saxonyhausen concentration camp is located near Berlin and covers 400 hectares. The entire layout is a triangle. The wooden sheds where prisoners live are distributed in fan shapes. Most of the prisoners are imprisoned inside are political prisoners and some allied prisoners of war. The guards of this concentration camp are extremely strict. The soldiers put machine guns on the towers and the prisoners' every move. There are tall walls and electric wires around the concentration camp.

Wolf von Heldorf had commented before when he visited, claiming that no one could escape from here. At that time, he praised the guards here in person.

"It's over, everything is over!"

It’s not that Wolf von Heldorf was cowardly, he knew one thing clearly that after entering the Saxony Hausen concentration camp, no one could walk out of here alive.

A loud shout made the people in the truck turn their heads and see a team of armed soldiers driving some prisoners out of a small wooden shed and drove them to a stone wall.

"Order of the leader!"

Under Wolf von Heldorf's suspicious gaze, the team of soldiers aimed at him with guns...
Chapter completed!