The headquarters of the Reich High Command, less than 1.5 kilometers from the Führer's new Chancellery on the map, is a sprawling neoclassical building, a very Prussian style of architecture with its hard lines. Tomato -''.'f'q'x-s'

This complex edifice is located on the famous Bendler Street, and the street name is in honor of John. Christopher. Bendler, a building contractor from Hallberstadt, Prussia, was also a member of the Berlin City Council for the first time.

At that time, the politician obtained a large piece of real estate near Tyre Park through his connections, and developed a surrounding luxury villa area, and made a fortune from it.

At the beginning of the 20th century, the German Empire spent a lot of money on the land to build a huge building on this land as the new headquarters of the Imperial Navy, and the famous Admirals of the Reich Navy, such as Tirbitz and Hipper, used to work in this building.

By the end of World War I, the German navy had been wiped out, and the downsized personnel were not enough to fill one floor of the building. It was obviously a great waste to leave such a well-equipped and luxuriously decorated building idle, so part of the army command structure moved in. The building was once housed by the War Department of the Weimar Republic, and has since been occupied by all levels of the army and navy, making it a comprehensive military office space.

And now, in addition to the Imperial High Command, the Army General Headquarters and the Navy's Maritime Operations Command are stationed here, which can be said to be the core of the Imperial Armed Forces. △◇ △ Tomato □ ---.'

Few people know that there is actually another important institutional headquarters located here, that is, the newly formed Third Reich Intelligence Directorate, codenamed Odin's Eye.

After cleaning up Canaris and his henchmen, the Eye of Odin took over and annexed the original German spy bureau Abwehr, and also annexed part of the intelligence gathering department under the German Security Service.

Odin's office is located on Tirbitz Road, facing the city canal, and on the side is the main building occupied by the headquarters.

With a dull pop, milky white foam erupted from the mouth of the bottle, and then the golden liquor quickly filled the crystal wine glass, which was served on a silver tray and delivered to the guests.

"It's 36 years old Kruger, and now is a good time to taste it." Tang Dynasty. Colonel Modeste raised his champagne glass to the sunlight outside the window, carefully observing the liquid in the glass, and looked like an expert on wine connoisseurship.

"Don't listen to that guy's bragging, but it's a good drink." Colonel Wilson whispered to Kirsten, who was standing beside him.

"Colonel, it's only ten o'clock in the morning, isn't it a little inappropriate to drink this?" Kirsten smiled, glass in hand, and looked around at the elated colleagues in the office. △ △○Tomato△▽ Net --'.'f'q-x-s''.-c-o'm

"Shouldn't we celebrate, our well-planned program has been a huge success." Colonel Wilson finished his sentence and took a refreshing sip of champagne.

"But this is only the first step in the plan, and the exact effect is not yet known." Kirsten and a lieutenant colonel who had come up to clink glasses lightly and turned his head to Wilson.

"Don't worry, our men will be able to report back to the enemy's rear in time, Colonel Kirsten, and given the current situation there, we don't have to think about defeat. To be honest, I think that man has gone mad, he is completely manipulated by personal delusions, and he will not let go of the slightest possible threat in order to secure his power and position. Even if he knows the consequences of doing so, he will still make the worst choice, which is caused by his personal character flaws and will never change. And with that person's current status and strength, there is no one who can stop the decision he makes. Colonel Wilson said with a smile.

"The Colonel is right, we don't need to think about the possibility of defeat at all, because the outcome is predestined before the operation begins." Weierle walked over with a smile on his face, and the lieutenant general was holding a plate of small biscuits in his hand.

"General." Kirsten nodded slightly.

"Colonel Wilson, the internal lines of the British ** Intelligence Bureau must be kept open in the past few days, if there is any change, we must communicate in a timely manner, I don't want the whole plan to fall short because of some human errors. △ △○Tomato△▽Net --'.'f'q-x-s''.-c-o'm"Weierle handed the tray in his hand to the current commander of the British ** Intelligence Agency.

"There are no problems, Your Excellency, MI5 is at your disposal." Wilson took a small caviar-coated biscuit from the tray and thanked Werler slightly.

"This will be a model for transnational intelligence cooperation and a sign of mutual trust between our three countries, and it is regrettable that we cannot disclose these things to the outside world, Your Excellency General." Finding that the British and German spy leaders were together, the French hurried over.

"Colonel Mordiste, I couldn't agree more with you, this is indeed a leap forward. If I had rewind the clock by two months, I would never have dreamed that we would be standing together and enjoying French champagne. Kirsten said with a smile at the French intelligence officer.

"God, Colonel Kirsten, you have such a good sense of humor. This foolish war has made us all suffer enough, and it is now proving that Europe can have peace and a future only if we cooperate with each other. Haven't we already taken a good first step, although it is only a small step, but the significance of it is extraordinary. "Don. Colonel Modiste was indeed an eloquent man, an army colonel of average ability, but he was trusted by President Pétain, and he was politically a complete collaborator. ▽ Tomato◇ ''.

"That's true, Colonel Modeste. The French intelligence service played a key role in this operation, and the Colonel and your men played a key role in the final plan, if it succeeded. Weirle took a wine glass from the adjutant's hand and touched it lightly with the French colonel.

"Thank you very much, Your Excellency, this is the result of close cooperation." Tang Dynasty. Colonel Modiste happily raised his glass and drank it all.

"I would also like to thank the British ** Intelligence Agency for their help, and in the future, you will take on a heavier task, and the Eye of Odin will fully support the agents of your allies." Wierle also clinked glasses with Wilson.

"Thank you very much, Your Excellency." The British intelligence officer was more reserved in front of the French, and raised his glass to taste it with a gentlemanly taste.

The little celebratory reception did not last long, and the people of these parties happened to get together and took the opportunity to contact each other's feelings, and in the end all parties were quite satisfied with the meeting, and after a pleasant half an hour, the spy chiefs left the place one after another, on the grounds that they still had official business to deal with.

"Who brought the wine? That's a lot of stamina. Wehrle rubbed his brow and flipped through the report that had just arrived.

"That French colonel, who would have thought that this guy would have a car full of champagne." Kirsten sat elegantly on the sofa on the side of the office with a cup of coffee, watching the orderly clean up the room.

"It seems that he came prepared, but whatever his purpose, it would be a good idea to have a party like this once in a while. We need to keep in touch with these agencies and have first-hand information to ensure that the Eye of Odin is invincible. Weirle folded the document and placed it in the file box in the corner of the desk.

"I see what you mean, General." Kirsten put down his coffee cup.

"We've wasted too much time putting together our intelligence system, and Canaris may be a good front-line agent, but not a proper leader. Looking at what Abwehr has done over the years, apart from a few counter-espionage operations, almost nothing has been accomplished, and a large amount of manpower, material resources and valuable diplomatic resources have been wasted. Remember what you saw when you took over here? The organization is distracted and chaotic, and the agents are all focused on fighting with the General Security Bureau, and the remaining half of the unmotivated guys only know how to waste time by the monitor. Wehrle walked over to the coffee table and sat down, reaching out to pour himself a cup of coffee.

"I am very relieved to see the changes in the Intelligence Bureau now, as your teacher. Your efforts are evident to all, and the Führer has praised you in front of me more than once, which is the main reason why he has promoted you to colonel against all odds. I believe that if you can continue to do so, you may be able to become the first female general in German history. Wehrle looked at his student with a kind expression.

"I see what you mean, General. This is the first time that our Eye of Odin has gone all out, using all the forces that can be activated at the moment, and the planning framework formulated by the Führer himself, concentrating so many manpower, material resources and money, and uniting the intelligence forces of France and Britain, which is unprecedented, so I firmly believe that "Operation Negal" will be successful. Kirsten leaned over and handed the candy jar to his teacher.

"Of the thirteen knights, six have already reached their destination, which has indeed exceeded our expectations." Wehrle took two sugar cubes from the sugar jar and placed them in his coffee cup.

"In the end, there should be more than that, the 13th who took the Libyan route almost failed, but there was no danger, according to the report sent back from the front, he has successfully infiltrated the territory of Libya." Kirsten refilled himself with a cup of coffee.

"I've read the report, the French intelligence service has made a lot of efforts, but they have also gained a lot, not only digging up the Italian intelligence network lurking in France, but also finding out several Italian insiders hidden in the government."

"The French didn't put that in their official notices, and I can understand that it's a shame." Kirsten tilted his head playfully and raised his eyebrows.

"They have tasted a little sweetness now, and they are trying to put a long line to catch a big fish, if the Italians haven't noticed it until now, I believe that this time they may be uprooted by the French intelligence bureau." Weirle nodded and took a sip of coffee.

"It's the Italians themselves, what does it have to do with us." Kirsten smiled like a little fox with a slight curl at the corners of his mouth.

"You're right, it has nothing to do with us." The old fox smiled with satisfaction.

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