Dietretz and Merkel are front-line agents under the General Security Administration. They have received special training at SS schools, such as being able to skillfully engage in bare hands and use various conventional firearms. They are special policemen, not military personnel, but have more opportunities to engage in close combat with their opponents than military forces.

Commander Merkels is a sharpshooter. Anyone who knows him believes that if the Sergeant serves in the Army, he will definitely get a first-level shooting skill. Captain Dietretz is also very skilled. When he was young, he was once addicted to "French kicking" and learned fencing and boxing in college, and also mastered excellent riding skills.

Infiltration investigation is the strength of special police officers, but they cannot act recklessly in a foreign country, because any mistake may arouse the other party's alertness and ultimately lead to the failure of the arrest.

The two agents have been working together for many years and have a clear division of labor. Captain Dietretz is responsible for close reconnaissance, while Merkel provides fire support to the captain in the rear.

As he was about to approach the target station, Dietretz made some disguise in advance. He took off his black uniform top, changed into a gray Arabian burqa, and wrapped a black turban on his head, covering most of his face.

This outfit was prepared for them by Cairo Intelligence Station. This outfit is common in areas along the canal and does not attract too much attention from others.

Dietrez only carried a PP police pistol and installed a silencer. (The gun silencer was invented before World War I. It was no longer considered a high-tech technology when it was developed until World War II. It had long been used by agents and spies from various countries.) The silencer in Dietrez's hand was made by the British Military Intelligence Agency, and the silence effect was quite good. The pp pistol's muzzle noise was reduced to 80 degrees. It sounded like an ordinary small firecracker or an applause. If you shoot outdoors, it would be difficult for people in the room to tell that it was a gunshot. If you shoot in a confined indoor, you will almost no sound outside.

The sketches drawn by Ali are a little rough, but as he said, the house where the target is located is very conspicuous. This is a very ordinary Egyptian village, with a dirt road extending from the highway and running through the entire village like a vein. The courtyard where Hudson is located is facing the road, separated by three or four houses. Dietretz saw at a glance the chalk-painted walls outside the yard and the flagpoles erected high on the platform on the second floor.

The SS captain walked slowly along the dirt road and soon found a large area of ​​fresh blood on the side of the road. Someone covered the blood with some sand, but because the spread area was too large, it could not be completely blocked. It seemed that this was the place where Ahmed died. Dietretz began to be alert. His right hand was put in the spacious sleeve of the robe and quietly opened the security of the PP pistol.

"Sure enough, there is a secret whistle." Dietretz glanced at the roof of a bungalow on the left, and a man with a headscarf was crouching.

This can explain why those people appeared behind them when Ali and his wife came to the house, and each other set up a cordon around the yard.

"It's a bit difficult now." Dietretz walked to the yard and did not stop, but continued to move slowly along the dirt road. He could feel a gaze behind him staring at him and observing his every move. At this time, he must not reveal any flaws, otherwise he might not only alarm the target, but also in danger of his life. Ali said that the other party had a bullet belt hanging on his body, which of course could not be used as decoration. Dietretz judged that these people must have guns in their hands.

Since the Victorian era, the British began to sell old army weapons to the Middle East. This business reached its peak during World War I. The British armed the local Arabs at all costs and used them to fight against the Ottoman Turkey, an allies of Germany at that time.

Therefore, there are a large number of standard weapons scattered in the Middle East, mostly products before and after World War I. The most common ones are the Lienfield MK1 and the German Mauser 98 rifle. This really embarrasses the British. The local Arab chiefs are more keen on German goods, and even the crude imitations of local private workshops have been stamped with the Mauser company badges in order to keep up with the trend.

Dietretz had already obtained the information he wanted, but he didn't want to be shot in this ghost place. The SS lieutenant walked forward for a while and felt his gaze shifting direction. He let out a long sigh and quietly closed the pistol's security pin. Dietretz went around from the other end of the village to the side of the village, and then spread his legs and ran towards the highway.

"Did you find anything? Captain." At the agreed meeting place, Merkel took out a military kettle and handed it to the breathless captain.

"The target should be still inside, otherwise I won't continue to be alert. I feel that they are probably preparing to evacuate, and it won't take longer than tonight." Dietretz unscrewed the lid of the kettle, raised his head and drooled his water.

"I found three secret whistles, at least one of them possessed a rifle." Merkel took the kettle from Dietretz, twisted the lid, and hung it back at his waist.

When Dietrez entered the village to investigate, Merkel climbed to the roof of a family at the entrance of the village, hid behind a pile of debris, holding a 98k rifle equipped with a four-fold scope, monitoring the movements around the captain.

As the captain moved forward, the hidden whistles hiding around gradually exposed their bodies. It seemed that these people had not received any military training, but had only acted based on their experience accumulated in the desert. Merkel discovered a total of three suspicious targets, one of whom was holding a Lienfield rifle.

"You can see someone moving inside on the second floor of the target building. I don't know if it's the Henderson." Merkel took the captain's robe and Turkish hat and handed the other party's uniform over.

"We just need to guard the entrance of the village now. Behind the village is a water swamp. If they want to retreat, they can only walk the road." Captain Dietretz buttoned the uniform and then took his mp40 submachine gun from the sergeant.

"The operation team should be coming soon. I'll go to the roadside to pick them up. You will continue to stay here. If you find any abnormality, shoot. Everyone except Hudson can be killed on the spot." Dietretz hung the submachine gun on his shoulder and put on his big-brimmed military cap again.

"No problem, Captain." Merkel held his sniper rifle and saluted happily.

Dietrez quickly ran to the side of the road, found a hidden place behind the bushes, and began a long squatting. It was said that it was a long time, but in the current situation, Captain Dietrez was almost as long as a year. Every time a minute of delay was delayed, the situation could change. Once this operation failed, it would be difficult to remedy it.

This highway leads to the resort on the banks of Daku Lake. It has been very busy, but now most of the day has passed and I haven't seen a car. Dietretz was a little anxious and began to consider whether he should go back to Mercedes-Benz and send a telegram to the operation team.

Just as the captain was hesitating, the roar of the engine came from the distance of the highway. Dietretz quickly picked up the telescope and saw an English bulldog truck with a canvas tent coming quickly. The dust rolled up at the rear of the vehicle was like a yellow-brown dragon.

Dietretz came out of the hidden bushes, and quickly ran to the middle of the road, holding the submachine gun in front of his chest with one hand, and stretching out his other hand, making a stop gesture.

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