0p0 Third Reich Episode 363
Third Reich Episode 363
Hearing this, Mosley replied almost without hesitation: "I want to! I really want to! Every day, every minute, every second, every moment, I don't want to leave! But..."
"But you just wasted 2 minutes and 27 seconds for no reason!" Ren interrupted the other party: "It seems that you still don't understand our abilities at all. After all, you still don't believe us."
You have to believe it.Mosley really wanted to question the other party, how to take himself away from the noses of thousands of London police and tens of thousands of capital defense soldiers when there are at least ten divisions in the middle.Moreover, only one platoon of people took it away.
Mosley said: "Second Lieutenant, although I really want to believe it, but you are really short of him. I really can't have confidence in you."
Ren nodded and said, "I understand your worries. I had a similar experience before, but at that time, I successfully led 9 people and retreated from the fists of 100 elite soldiers."
Mosley really wanted to interrupt Rennes and tell him that this time it was not 9 vs 100, but [-] of them against the tens of thousands of Churchill's minions in London.The odds are more than slim!
Seeing that Mosley was still at both ends, Ren simply explained: "Mr. Mosley, I must remind you. What you need to consider now is, even if the plan fails, you can still lose your life? Future, also Or life?"
Seeing that Mosley seemed to tremble slightly, Ren continued: "You should know better than me that these things, even without this plan, you probably won't be able to keep them. And the one standing in front of you now is from Dover Well, swagger, come to London unimpeded all the way, and immediately get the team to guard you from the British!"
yes!Since the other party has a way to come to London unimpeded all the way, he even specially designed to get the identity of the person in charge of guarding him for the mission.Then, it is enough to show that this German army is a powerful team with sufficient means.Even if the means are not enough, at least their luck is as strong as against the sky.
It is already the best situation to have such an excellent team to save him.
Moreover, even if a company, a battalion, or even a regiment were to be parachuted into London, it might not be able to achieve the same effect as the method used by this mere platoon of German troops.
Mosley sighed and said with relief: "That's right, it seems that you Germans can create so many miracles, and it's not unreasonable. Now, I fully believe in your ability."
Text Chapter 557 Million Dead
As Mosley's guards, these German boys have been able to easily transfer Mosley out of the house arrest building, but even if they complete the control of Mosley, they still face bigger problems, That is how to take Mosley out of London guarded by tens of thousands of troops and thousands of police.
"Do you have any good ideas?" In Hans' secret meeting room, he brainstormed and solicited everyone's suggestions for this operation.
It is said to be a secret meeting room, but it is actually the London government's office temporarily assigned to Captain Hans's security force chief.
It has to be said that London's top executives really care about this group of "elites". This small captain's office can accommodate a full 30 people for a meeting, and it doesn't look crowded at all.
"I have a good idea, but..." Ren spoke first.
"But what? Speak clearly." Seeing that Ren had a solution, Hans asked impatiently.
"However, this is unfair to some of our comrades in arms." Ren hesitated for a while, then said.
"What do you mean?" Ren's words made everyone confused, and Hans, the commander, also didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in Ren's gourd.
"London is heavily defended. If our team wants to take Mosley away from London, we must ensure that we have a written order to transfer. Of course, don't worry about this. We have already brought the forged written order. The personnel of the British army can't see any flaws." Ryan analyzed.
"We all know this. The key is that the London police around the house arrest building are troublesome. It's impossible for us to take Mosley away under their noses." Hans said to Rennes.
"Yes, that's right, what I'm going to say next is the key point. We have to rely on the manipulation of the time difference to take people away under the noses of the London police." Ryan replied calmly.
Hans and the other 28 soldiers stared very wide, and all of them pricked up their ears, wanting to see what kind of solution this ghostly Ryan came up with.
"I read an ancient Chinese book before, and it told a story called a civet cat for a prince. Today we can just practice this method and see if the Chinese method is practical or not?"
Ren finally made the point, but the allusion of "civet cat for prince" has never been heard by other people in the army.
Sure enough, they all still stared at each other, looking at each other, wondering what Ren was talking about.
"Ren, I know that you are well-educated and educated, but we are not all as well-informed as you. You have to explain to us what you mean by 'civet cat for prince'." Captain Hans first proposed doubt.
Indeed, although Ren is smart, he always likes to play tricks.
"Okay, okay, then I will explain to you what is called 'civet cat for prince'." Anyway, now that he is only one step away from success, Renn is in the mood to slowly explain his knowledge to everyone.
After a simple explanation, everyone basically understood this uncomplicated allusion.
"But what does it have to do with our rescue of Mosley?" Suddenly, a soldier woke up from the story and asked Ren.
"Here, Mosley is the prince, and one of us is the civet cat. This requires one of our soldiers to pretend to be Mosley, take his place, and stay in the house under house arrest. And Mosley is You can pretend to be one of our soldiers and escape London with us," Wren explained.
"Oh! That's it!" Hans and the soldiers suddenly realized.
"A good idea, really a good idea!" The soldiers discussed one after another, and all of them praised Ren's good idea.
But after the praise, the group of German soldiers thought of another question: Who will act as the unlucky civet cat?When the soldiers thought of this question, they were all silent, and they didn't speak one by one.
Finally, an SS sergeant named Clarkson broke the silence: "Let me be the civet cat. My figure is not much different from Mosley. I think as long as I deal with my hairstyle, I will Must be able to fool the cops in London."
In fact, the guard work on the inside has been completely transferred to Hans and the others.After all, in the eyes of the British police, these soldiers were truly elite.As for the policemen who were assigned to the relatively outer positions, it was really not easy to distinguish a replacement who had changed into Mosley's clothes and had a similar body shape and hairstyle from a certain distance.
In fact, as a fanatical Reinhardt supporter, Clarkson had long been prepared to sacrifice for the Third Reich and the Socialist Workers Party.The specific method of sacrifice is not the most important thing to him.
Compared with the Wehrmacht, which believes in "obedience is the bounden duty of a soldier", the SS believes in "the worship of the National Socialist Party and Reinhardt".
In fact, the crazy sacrifice spirit inspired by this kind of worship is far greater than the usual military belief that "obedience to orders is the bounden duty"!
"Then, this glorious task is entrusted to you, Sergeant Clarkson, and the German Empire will always remember your feats." Captain Hans nodded, somewhat relieved, and some took it for granted.
"I am ready to sacrifice for the empire and the head of state at any time, this is nothing." Sergeant Clarkson said firmly.
On the side, Ren and his paratrooper squad member from the National Defense Forces trembled for some reason.
The average age of these SS soldiers is only 25 years old, and most of the members are young SS soldiers. Not long ago, they all seemed innocent. When communicating with Rennes and the others, they gave off the feeling of a neighbor boy.
But when desperate, Ren believed that they were the devils in any opponent's mind!
"My glory is loyalty!" This is not just an empty slogan of the SS.
This is faith!
Moreover, seeing the indistinct and natural expression of the captain's praise in his speech, Ren can understand that fanatic fighters like Clarkson are by no means a minority in the ranks of the SS!
If one had to use one word to describe the SS, then, Ren believed that he would definitely choose the word "ruthless".
Be ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to yourself!
What made Ren suddenly feel a little scary was that such a team full of ruthless people had become so huge before he knew it.
Steve's Waffen SS, Ross's Gestapo, Task Force SS, their total number... there should be millions of them by now!
Million dead!
Since when did the head of state prepare such a force?
In his memory, Ren discovered that it seemed to be 20 years ago...
Chapter 558 What Can I Say
Reinhardt hadn't been this embarrassed in a long time.
Sitting in front of him was the majestic king of the British Empire, the king of the respective dominions of the United Kingdom and the Commonwealth, or the emperor of India.