It is a very ordinary English country farmhouse, with a courtyard enclosed by a low wall, in front of which is a row of brick and timber main houses, where the owner's family lived, and on the side of the main house is a row of low wooden houses, which is a storehouse for tools and miscellaneous goods and a corral where livestock live, a tall barn with grain and hay stored at the bottom, and an attic at the top for farmworkers.

There were now two Bedford trucks parked in the yard of the farmhouse, and the yard, which was not very large, was suddenly occupied by half of the space, and several British Army infantrymen stood by the trucks and chatted, and when the two lieutenants were escorted into the yard, the infantrymen turned their eyes to this side. Edward could swear he saw a malicious playful smile on the faces of two of the soldiers.

"Something is wrong, Edward." Howard lowered his head and whispered to Edward.

"You found out too? Something is very wrong with these people. Edward replied quietly.

"This way, sir." The gendarmerie sergeant stood still, turned around and pointed in the direction of the barn.

"What the hell are you doing, what part of you are from, who is the commander, I have to complain to him." Edward protested loudly.

"Someone will tell you, sir, that our commander is inside, and you can protest to him personally." Standing at the door of the barn, the gendarme sergeant replied coldly, and then opened the small wooden door of the barn.

Edward felt a sudden push from behind, and he staggered into the barn, tripped over a horizontal wooden stall, and almost fell into a. Howard didn't have his good luck and fell right next to him.

"Shit! What are you doing? Edward tried to go over and pick up his best friend, but found that his arm was grabbed by two large strong hands.

Edward turned his face in anger, only to find two tall and muscular gendarmes, one on the left and one on the right, firmly grasping his wrists and arms, holding him in the middle.

"What do you want to do, I'm an officer, you can't treat me like this!" Edward protested loudly. At the same time, he struggled to twist his arm to break free from the opponent's hand, but found that the strength of the two sides was too far apart, and his struggle was completely ineffective.

"Of course we can do that to you, Curvin. Lieutenant Edward, Captain of the Fort Wolmann Garrison Company, Independent Frontier Battalion, Kent, British Army, and this one. Andy. Lieutenant Howard, Company Commander, Fort Dear, Independent Frontier Battalion, Kent, British Army. A voice rang out in the barn, with a heavy London accent. Edward quickly turned his head to look, and found a shabby desk in the center of the barn, on which a British Army officer was sitting and watching them. There was a contemptuous sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Can you explain to me why you, as company commanders, are here, with two members of the RAF Women's Auxiliary in the back seat?" The officer stood up and walked to the middle of the barn, where the sun shone through the skylight at the top, and Edward saw his rank.

"Just a second lieutenant." Edward was a little surprised, the other party's rank seemed to be a little too low in his opinion, but he definitely didn't dare to underestimate the second lieutenant in front of him, although the rank was useful. But it doesn't mean everything, just looking at the other party commanding so many red hat gendarmes, you know that it will definitely not be an ordinary character.

"That's what you suspected." Edward breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that his judgment had been wrong. It is true that the other party is just conducting a routine investigation. The commanders of the two army units were far away from their stations, and the cars were carrying two beautiful air force women, and they were racing on the highway in broad daylight, and there were indeed too many doubts from a logical point of view.

"We just came out of Fort Dover. We were rushing back to our station, and last night we were called to a meeting at the headquarters, as Dover had been shelled by the Germans. We were stuck there all night, and only half an hour ago we found a chance to get out, and I had my bag of papers and materials in the car that were sent out during last night's meeting, and you can see if you look at the date that I am not lying. Edward hurriedly explained to the other party that he did have sufficient evidence to prove the truth of what he said, and the lieutenant felt that he was full of confidence.

"Oh? Go to the car and bring the document bag. The second lieutenant tilted his head to one of the gendarmes, who nodded and walked briskly out of the barn.

"Let's talk about the two ladies, their IDs show ...... Royal Air Force Communications Service. The second lieutenant flipped through the papers of the two female soldiers.

"Why are they in your car?"

"They're just ......," shouted Howard, who was pressed to the ground by two gendarmes.

"Shut up! I'm not asking you, Lieutenant Howard. The second lieutenant shouted at Howard, and the arms of the two gendarmes used some force, and Howard quickly closed his mouth in amusement.

"Pull him up." The second lieutenant commanded the two gendarmes, then turned his gaze to Edward.

"We met them by chance on the streets of Dover and had a meal together, and they happened to be on vacation and wanted to go to the beach, so we brought them with us, Deere Beach is famous and beautiful......"

"Enough, I don't want to listen to other nonsense, Lieutenant." The second lieutenant was a little impatient to stop Edward's promotional tours. "You say you just came out of Dover, and last night Dover was shelled." The second lieutenant turned and walked over to his desk.

"Yes, it lasted until daytime, maybe it's still fighting, we found an opportunity to run out between the shelling." Edward hurriedly replied loudly.

"What is the current situation in Dover, tell me what you saw, from last night's meeting until you left, I want to know the whole process, all the details, don't try to hide anything, it won't do you any good, trust me." The second lieutenant said coldly.

"All of them?"

"Yes, all, everything."

"Alright then, we ...... last night"

Edward began to tell the other party honestly about what had happened yesterday, and of course there was some secrecy to it, but the second lieutenant didn't seem to have any interest in that kind of thing, he just kept asking about the shelling, the extent of the damage, the extent of the damage, and the internal structure and details of Dover Command.

Edward was anxious to get out of his current predicament, in his opinion. The other party was just conducting routine questioning, and must have known everything about what he said, they were just trying to confirm their identity from the details he described, so Edward explained in great detail, for fear of any omissions, and finally he confessed everything he knew honestly, without thinking that many of the questions asked by the other party had nothing to do with his identity at all.

"Very well, do you have anything else to add? Lieutenant Howard. The second lieutenant was pleased with Edward's performance, and he smiled at Howard.

"No, all I know is what Edward said. Now you should be able to trust who we are, when can we be let go, our company is still waiting for us to return. Howard had already tasted the bitterness, and he cowered and asked the other party questions.

"Thank you very much for your cooperation, two lieutenants, in fact, I never doubted your identity, please wait a moment, and when the last formalities are completed, you can leave. Now it's time to let go of these two chiefs. The second lieutenant smiled at the two officers. Then he nodded to the gendarmes behind them.

After listening to the second lieutenant's words, Edward finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment he found that instead of letting go, the palm that was grabbing his arm behind his back was more forceful. Then someone kicked him hard in the crook of the knee, and he fell to his knees unsuspectingly. "Huh?! You ......" Edward panicked and tried to ask, but before he could finish his shout, a tough wire noose fell from behind him and onto his neck. Then it tightened suddenly.

Edward struggled desperately, but the strength of the killers completely overwhelmed him, and the two men held his arms on either side. Pressing him to the ground, a third man put his knees against his back, and his hands tightened the thin noose.

Edward's face was flushed, the blood vessels in his forehead were bursting, his eyes were already protruding from his sockets, he tried to grow his mouth hard, but he couldn't breathe in a breath of air, the noose around his neck was deeply strangled into the muscles, the skin on his neck had been cut, and blood splattered out.

Edward looked pleadingly at the ensign opposite, only to find that the other party was looking through the documents in his bag with considerable interest. Knowing that he was doomed, Edward struggled desperately to turn his head and turn his gaze to his best friend, only to see him in his dying throes.

Flashes of light appeared in Edward's eyes, and his vision began to narrow until darkness descended, and after one last futile struggle, the lieutenant lost consciousness.

The killers did not stop killing because the victim was no longer struggling, and they continued their work, waiting for two minutes before releasing the noose.

"I don't think we need to kill them, sir." As the killing was underway, the gendarmerie sergeant whispered to the second lieutenant.

"I hate to do this kind of thing too, but we have to do it, and you have to remember that we are now wearing the uniform of the enemy, which is a serious violation of the laws of war, and if these things are circulated, the honor of the German army will be seriously damaged. So the fewer people who know about these things, the better, who can guarantee that they will not talk nonsense in the prisoner of war camps, and in the post-mortem report I will say that they died bravely in battle, that we kept our secrets, and that they kept their honor. Parag took off his military hat and brushed the hair from his forehead, and he turned and threw the papers in his hand onto the desk.

"There are two female soldiers in the car...... "The adjutant in the uniform of a gendarmerie sergeant stepped forward and asked.

"Drag the two bodies over there, bring the two women here, see what they know, and ......" Paraag put on his military cap, straightened his belt, and tugged at the hem of his uniform.

"Understood." The adjutant saluted Parag and headed for the door.

"Strauss, you know I don't want to do this." Parag shouted loudly at the back of the adjutant.

"I understand, sir." The adjutant stopped in front of the barn door, turned his face to his battalion commander and nodded slightly, then opened the barn door and strode out.

The two female soldiers were soon led to the barn, and the two women snuggled up in front of Parague, looking around with terrified eyes.

"Where's Lieutenant Howard?" Corporal Anne asked, leaning up her beautiful chin, pretending to be calm.

"He's in another place for further questioning and you'll be meeting him soon, so don't be nervous, we just want to ask you some questions and we hope you'll cooperate with us. Answer these questions honestly. Parague blinked, slowly moving to the back of his desk, where he picked up the female soldier's ID on the desk. The two women did possess astonishing beauty, especially the black-haired one, which amazed even the well-informed Parague, who pretended to look down at the female soldier's ID to cover up his momentary gaffe.

"Anne. Sergeant of the Royal Cornwallis Women's Auxiliary Corps, Kate. Bruce Royal Air Force Women's Auxiliary Officer. Can you explain why you were in the car of the two lieutenants? Where are you going? Parague froze and began the interrogation.

"We're on vacation...... We...... My God. Anne's voice began to tremble, and she looked horrified at the corner of the barn.

Parag quickly turned to look in the direction of the woman's gaze. Then he saw a scene that made him want to vomit blood. The stack of straw piled up in the corner collapsed, and in the corner of the straw pile, a foot in an officer's leather shoe and a half-cut trouser leg were exposed.

Parag turned his head and glared at the two paratroopers on the side, this was a low-level mistake that shouldn't have happened, these bastards had just hastily piled some straw on the corpse, these two guys were obviously perfunctory with their orders, Parag had decided that someone was going to be unlucky about it.

Just as Parague began to think about what to do with the situation. Something unexpected happened.

"I know who you are, and we will tell you everything you want to know, and we can do whatever you want, please. Don't hurt us. Anne began to pray to Parag in fluent German.

The German paratroopers in the warehouse were all shocked, they all thought that they were perfectly disguised, who would have thought that they had been recognized by an Englishwoman, and it sounded that she had already recognized the identity of the paratroopers before she found the corpse.

"It's interesting. Miss Cornwallis, how did you tell who we were? Parague quickly recovered from his shock, and he suddenly became very interested in the beauty in front of him.

"Outside in the car. I saw your soldiers walking back and forth, the British never walked like that, and they lit cigarettes in a German way, and one soldier pulled out a German pipe, and they used a lighter, which was also German. Anne told Parag with tears in her eyes and sobs. She felt like she was going to faint with fright...... Her female companion had passed out.

"Do you know Germany well? Have you been there? Palagher was more interested, and he asked as kindly as he could, and took the jug from his waist and handed it to the weeping beauty.

"Thank you." Anne took the kettle and took a big sip of water, feeling a little more settled, and the German in front of her, pretending to be a British officer, did not seem to be very vicious.

But...... Anne recognized at a glance that it was Lieutenant Edward's foot, and last night everyone was still joking about the shiny chrome-plated iron palm on the heel of his shoe.

Anne reminded herself once again of the perilous situation she was in, that they were a group of professional soldiers, and that they would not relent, if necessary.

"My grandmother was German, I used to visit her every year when I was a child, I used to travel to Germany after graduating from university, I went to Berlin and Cologne, I lived in Bavaria for a month, and there was a barracks next to the hotel, and I saw a lot of German soldiers walking around the streets every day." Anne tried her best to calm and be kind in her tone, so as to shorten the distance between the two parties and enhance the friendship of the other party.

"Really? I have great admiration for your excellent observation, Miss Cornwallis. I believe what you said, my soldiers did lack vigilance, and thank you very much for helping me find these vulnerabilities early. I'm Luftwaffe Major Frieze. Paragher. ”

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Major Paragher, and you can call me Anne." Anne found that the other party's attitude seemed to be a little relaxed, and decided to make persistent efforts to close the distance between the two sides again, and the lives of herself and her partner were at stake, and there was no room for slackness.

"Yes, Miss Anne. Judging from the documents, you are from the British Air Force Communications Service, and what position do you hold. Parague had an idea.

"I'm a telephone operator at the communications office, and Katie is just like me." Anne is also going to brush up on her friend's favorability.

"Are you trained to operate radio?"

"We've gone through all the communications training courses, I'm good at sending and receiving telegrams, and Kate is very good at translating code." Anne saw her way out of the Major's eyes and began to excitedly sell herself to the other party.

"Very well, are you willing to cooperate with the Wehrmacht, if you will, I will use my reputation to guarantee that you will be treated with the best possible treatment, your life will be protected by the German army, and if you can help the German army to victory, you will be rewarded with great richness from us." Parag stared into the other's eyes and said seriously.

"I am willing to cooperate with you, Major, and I will also persuade my friend to agree, she will listen to me in all things." Anne nodded vigorously.

"That's just great. Listen, I have a plan now...... Well, let's talk about it in another place. Oh, it's noon, can I invite you to lunch? Miss Anne. Parague bowed slightly and held out his right hand to Anne.

"Of course, Major, it's my pleasure." The black-haired beauty wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and delicately put her little hand into Parague's palm.

Then, the big bad wolf and the little white rabbit grinned happily together. (To be continued......)

PS: On the occasion of this festive season, the author would like to extend his most sincere wishes to all the book lovers who love and support this book, wishing everyone a good full moon, good luck, a happy family, a smooth work, good health, and many blessings and longevity.