Sunday, January 3, 1941.

Brussels, Belgian capital, Teatro de la Mornet.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the opera house was full of people, but there was no repertoire in the opera house at this time.

On the background wall behind the stage, a huge eagle emblem with a height of two meters and a length of five meters hangs at this time.

The eagle emblem is golden, and at the feet of the eagle is a ring of the same color, with a golden swastika inside the ring.

On the banner below the ring is a line of golden German.

Behind the podium in the middle of the stage, Major Mills, commander of the Hitler Youth Battalion of the German Waffen-SS, raised his right hand and pointed to the eagle emblem on the wall, and said to the straight recruits sitting in the dark under the stage: "Tell me out loud, as an Waffen-SS, what is our motto?" ”

"My glory is loyalty."

"Good. Now that you know where the glory lies, let's move on to the last and most important part of this recruit enlistment ceremony, which is the oath-taking ceremony. All of you obey my command and stand up. ”

More than 500 recruits in the audience stood up violently, raising their right arms in the example of Major Mills on the stage, the ring finger of their right hand and the little thumb of their right hand were bent, and the other three fingers were erected.

"I am to the Führer, and at the same time the leader of the German Empire and its people, and to the commander-in-chief of the three armies. Hitler swore loyalty and courage, and I swore to obey the orders of the Führer and Commander until I died. As a brave warrior, I will sacrifice my life at any time to fulfill this vow!" Major Mills's sonorous voice echoed through the theater, and every time he said it, the recruits in the audience followed suit.

The oath is short. The swearing-in ceremony was also short. But after a short swearing-in ceremony. But there was an unprecedented belief in the eyes of the recruits.

When the recruits had taken the oath and returned to their seats, Major Mills solemnly said, "You have taken the sacred oath that you are full members of the Waffen-SS. You will soon be in the German barracks, where hard training awaits you.

In training, you have to prove your loyalty with your actions, your sweat, and even your blood. Come and seek your glory.

Whoever wants to quit, it's still too late to raise their hand. ”

After speaking, Major Mills glanced at the soldiers in the audience, and then said, "Very well, no one raised their hand. Now, before we leave here, answer me one more time, what is our motto? ”

"My glory is loyalty!"

After taking the oath, the recruits left the opera house in a neat line, boarding the trucks that had already been parked outside the theater.

Major Mills and his old assistant, Captain Barker, stood side by side at the theater door, watching the scrappy recruits board the bus one by one.

"This is the second batch of recruits we have recruited. With two more batches, our strength will reach one regiment. When the time comes. Our name can be changed to the Hitler Youth. Captain Buck said.

"After the expansion into a regiment-level unit, we need to stabilize for a period of time, and then carry out a new expansion after we have trained enough officers and non-commissioned officers at the Braunschweig Military Academy, and taking the line of elite soldiers is our army building philosophy." Major Mills said.

The two talked a few more words about the construction of the troops, and were about to leave, when a Citroen sedan rushed out of the street with a cold wind and stopped in front of the Teatro della Mornet.

The screeching sound of brakes caught the attention of everyone present, including Major Mills and Captain Barker.

The two looked at the sedan without license plates with a look of surprise and then horror.

Three men in long black coats and black top hats jumped out of the car with agility, raised their pistols and pointed them at Major Mills and Captain Buck.

"Be careful." Captain Buck lunged up to Major Mills to keep him in front of him, his right hand reaching for the pistol at his waist, but it was too late.

A deafening burst of gunfire filled the air with a pungent smoke as the vicious bullets mercilessly pierced through the bodies of Captain Buck and Major Mills, knocking them down in pools of blood.

The other veterans who had followed the two to recruit volunteers then reacted, and when they picked up their weapons and opened fire on the killer, the killer had already jumped into the car and drove away, and the bullets only hit a few flashes of fire on the body.

Ten minutes later, two ambulances rushed into the Saint-Pierre hospital in Brussels

An hour and a half after the tragedy at the Teatro della Mornet.

London, 10 Downing Street, in Churchill's office.

Churchill sat behind his desk, snorting and smiling as he snorted his cigar.

Sitting across from him, War Secretary Aiden and MI6 Chief Mensius were also smug on their faces.

"You have done a great job, the death of those two traitors is tantamount to a resounding slap in the face to the Germans, and also let the traitors know what a shameful end it will be to betray the motherland.

The next thing you have to do is to do two things, first, immediately withdraw the fighters who carried out this operation back to the country, I will personally award them medals, and I will carry out large-scale propaganda.

Second, to announce the death of those two traitors at once, I will use it to strike hard at the Germans, and to warn the traitors who lurk in the shadows and have the same purpose as Mills.

You put together a document of the operation and provide it to the major newspapers and radio stations, and they will do the rest. Churchill said.

"I'll do it right away." Menchis said.

At 8:20 p.m. on the day of the assassination of Major Mills and Captain Barker, four cars with German license plates were parked in front of the Saint-Pierre Hospital.

Chen Dao jumped out of the car and rushed into the hospital, with Major Spelberg, the commander of the DreamWorks Special Forces forces, and his four lieutenants closely behind.

Standing in front of the door of the No. 2 Special Care Ward on the fourth floor of the inpatient department, Chen Dao listened to the doctor talk about Major Mills' injuries in the ward with a cold face.

"The injured man has undergone surgery and the three bullets on his body have been removed, but he is not out of danger yet, so it is best not to disturb him."

"As soon as his injuries are stabilized, he will be transferred to a hospital in Germany." Chen Dao said as he stared at the closed door of the ward.

"Take me to see Captain Buck." Chen Dao said expressionlessly.

Three minutes later, in the morgue in the basement of the hospital, Chen Dao walked to the morgue bed and slowly lifted the corner of the white cloth.

The first thing that appeared was a short straight black hair, followed by a smooth white forehead, closed eyes, a high nose bridge, and closed lips.

Captain Barker's face was peaceful, without a hint of pain, as if he was just sleeping peacefully and would wake up at any moment.

Chen Dao, Spelberg and others stood around Captain Barker's corpse and took off their military caps in unison.

"When it comes to avenging them, if you need the power of the DreamWorks troops, please give orders at any time." Spelberg said.

"If the forces of the Waffen-SS are needed, let me know at any time." A voice came from behind the crowd.

Chen Dao looked back and was talking to Himmler, the national leader of the SS.

"You're here." Chen Dao said lightly.

"I have to come." Himmler said similarly lightly.

Two days later, at the Naval Air Command in Port Kiel, Chen Daofu was looking at a copy of the British "Times" in his desk at his desk.

"Death to a traitor." Chen Dao slowly read out the title of the front page.

"MI6 is responsible for this, the shameful end of the traitor, Britain will surely win the final victory in this war"

After reading the front page of the newspaper, Chen Dao's originally fair face had turned bronze, his eyes were full of blood, and his blue eyes had also turned pitch black.

Picking up the phone on the table, Chen Dao dialed a number of the Navy General Headquarters.

"I have an urgent military business, and I'm going to take a week's leave, yes, a week."

Chen Dao then dialed the phone number of the chief of staff's office.

"For the next week, you will temporarily act as the commander, and don't disturb me in anything." (To be continued......)