(Forgot to explain, this is a change for the helmsman of Linaaa1985!) ）

Since entering 1918, Ludendorff's headquarters has changed several locations.

First in Avina, then to Spa, and then back to Avina.

As with the frequent changes of headquarters, Ludendorff was in a state of deep anxiety.

Ludendorff became increasingly vulnerable, often leaving the command alone without greeting anyone, and Ludendorff's paramedics said that someone had once heard Ludendorff crying alone.

Ludendorff's staff officers were worried about Ludendorff's mental condition and secretly arranged for Ludendorff to be treated by someone Ludendorff knew, Dr. Hochheim.

Hochheim, after some time of communication with Ludendorff, pointed out the problems that Ludendorff had now.

Instead of getting angry, as his advisers feared, Ludendorff calmly accepted Hochheim's persuasion: take more walks, take more deep breaths, change your habits, and don't work too late.

Ludendorff agreed to Hochheim's request, so every day after dinner, Ludendorff would take a walk around his headquarters, at varying times and distances, sometimes longer, sometimes shorter.

The above is all the information that Qin Zhiyuan got about Ludendorff.

As the de facto commander of the 5 million German army, Ludendorff must have kept his own whereabouts secret.

In fact, if it weren't for the staff officers who took it upon themselves to help Ludendorff get a doctor, the Entente would not have known that Ludendorff was now in Avina.

Avina is a small town in France, and Ludendorff has set his headquarters here with the obvious intention of defeating the French on French soil.

This is a good idea, but Ludendorff certainly did not look closely at the history, a hundred years ago, Napoleon had secretly assembled a French army here for a decisive battle with the Anglo-Dutch army in Belgium, only to meet Napoleon and Wellington's troops in a small town just 20 kilometers south of Brussels.

That town is called Waterloo.

Knowing the dangers of the trip, McTavish accepted the mission, and McTavish set out on his way to Avina alone.

The choice of McTavish was the result of Qin Zhiyuan's careful consideration. First of all, McTavish's shooting skills are worthy of recognition, and secondly, McTavish's identity is secure.

Of course, Qin Zhiyuan had read Mactavish's file, although he didn't know why McTavish appeared in Paris with a rifle equipped with a scope on his back, Qin Zhiyuan also knew that McTavish must have a special mission.

As for who instructed McTavish to come, it didn't matter, the real employer wouldn't show up, and even if Qin Zhiyuan wanted to track it down, he wouldn't get any results.

This also has an advantage, if McTavish misses, then the Germans will not be able to find Qin Zhiyuan's head.

Even if the Germans knew that McTavish had been to Corsica, Qin Zhiyuan could have pushed it all out: Oh, he has been released from prison because of his meritorious service, and we don't need to track down a person who has been released from prison.

As for whether it was Qin Zhiyuan's instigation, it didn't matter, no one would believe the words of a killer.

McTavish understood this, but he accepted the task willingly, perhaps just to get closer.

McTavish hadn't seen Su Mo since the abduction, but time hadn't diluted the memory, but it had become clearer.

If McTavish still has regrets now, it is that he did not have the opportunity to say goodbye to Su Mo in person when he left Corsica.

Of course, McTavish knew that this trip was dangerous, and it was precisely because he knew this that McTavish was reluctant to let Su Mo know that there was once a humble person who missed her in some corner of this world.

In order to avoid suspicion, McTavish did not even go to Reims, but made a detour through Switzerland to Germany, and finally into Belgium, making a big circle to reach Avina.

This lap has been down for several days, and it is precisely because of this lap that McTavish has a clearer understanding of Qin Zhiyuan's energy.

Whether it's in Basel in Switzerland, or Stuttgart in Germany, or even in Luxembourg and Arlon in Belgium, whenever McTavish gets off the train, or needs to take a train or even a horse-drawn carriage, someone will always show up at the right time, either to give McTavish a ticket, or to give McTavish just enough money for the fare.

Don't worry about eating, there will always be attentive waiters who show up on time to deliver elaborate dishes and every kind of fine wine imaginable, even in Germany, where supplies are scarce.

Every time McTavish finished eating, the waiter would always ask McTavish what he wanted to eat next, and when it was time for the next meal, although the waiter would definitely change people, the dishes served were definitely what McTavish had asked for before.

McTavish once wanted to test how powerful Qin Zhiyuan really was, so on the train from Stuttgart to Luxembourg, McTavish proposed to eat tuna sashimi from the Gulf of Bothnia, and when it was time for the next meal, McTavish got his wish.

The waiter, who had a calm expression, said apologetically that the tuna was not good this season, and that if it was winter, the tuna would be delicious.

So McTavish had no other thoughts.

McTavish knew very well that although he looked like he was alone, there were at least ten people around him at all times, and if McTavish dared to escape, then what awaited McTavish would be indescribably miserable.

McTavish didn't want to escape, even if there was no factor of Su Mo, Qin Zhiyuan's efforts were worth McTavish's service.

It may sound a bit unequal to the fact that a few meals can be exchanged for one's loyalty, but for many people, they don't even get the opportunity to exchange.

All men are created equal?

Don't be funny!

On the 15th of July, McTavish arrived in Avina.

As soon as he got out of the carriage, someone put a box on McTavish's lap and left without heading.

McTavish didn't chase after him to see what the man looked like, picked up his suitcase and walked down the mountain road towards the mountain.

It was McTavish's first visit to Avina, but he was familiar with everything in the area.

Before he arrived, McTavish had already seen the photos here, and the photographer was very experienced, starting from the carriage and continuing to the ambush site, and even in one photo, Ludendorff walking.

In the photo, Ludendorff is of medium height, full of gray hair, and his expression is indescribably tired and confused.

McTavish's first impression was that the man, though he was only fifty-three, looked like he was eighty-three.

At the foot of the mountain, next to a large rock, McTavish found two ropes and a bag of food, which was a three-day save, and if there was no chance in those three days, someone would continue to put food after three days.

The rest of the journey was a cliff twenty meters above the ground, where McTavish's ambush was located.

Rock climbing isn't a difficult task for McTavish, and as a killer, McTavish is trained in this area.

The platform on the cliff is not large, two square sizes, enough for a person to lie down, and the bushes next to it are very lush, and you can't see anything unless you look down from above, and you don't have to think about it from below.

There was also the corpse of a snake on the platform, whose head had been severed with a sharp blade, and it seemed that the vicinity had been cleaned up when someone had come up to survey the terrain before.

However, McTavish did not dare to be careless, he carefully sprinkled the snake repellent around him, and then spread a blanket.

The main colors of the blanket were green and blue-gray, the colors of the bushes and rocks, and there was a strange geometric pattern on it, which McTavish knew at a glance was due to camouflage considerations, such a blanket spread on the hill, I am afraid that anyone walking over it would not be able to find it.

When the box was opened, there was a set of clothes of the same color as the blanket, and McTavish immediately changed into it, which was very suitable.

There was also a gun in the box, a German-made Type 98B rifle with a Zeiss quadruple standard mirror, and McTavish assembled the gun and prepared to wait for a test shot of the school gun.

After doing all this, McTavish couldn't help but sigh, the gang was so caring, they even knew McTavish's preferences very well, and wrapped the crooked position on the walnut handle three times with a bandage to increase friction to make it easier to hold.

For a moment, McTavish wanted to join the Foreign Legion, and it felt so happy to be with such a thoughtful and meticulous group of people.

It was a strange feeling to McTavish, who was used to being alone, but very curious.

Although McTavish worked as a shooting instructor in the Corsican boot camp, he did not join the Foreign Legion, and he was only hired in Corsica. It's not that McTavish doesn't want to join the Foreign Legion, but there are many restrictions on joining the Foreign Legion, such as the article of innocence, which broke McTavish's idea of joining the Foreign Legion.

As a killer, of course, McTavish has an unbearable past, and McTavish did not avoid it, but when McTavish had a concern in his heart, McTavish didn't want to recall, because even if he just thought about it, it was blasphemy against the person in his memory.

How is it possible for an evil man to stand beside that angel......

McTavish, who was lying on the blanket, couldn't help but think cranky.

In fact, McTavish was not like this before, but often once there is concern in people's hearts, they can't help but diverge their thinking, which is not controlled by the brain, and no matter how strict the training is, this cannot be avoided.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, as the newspaper said, Ludendorff appeared in McTavish's scope, McTavish took a deep breath, took aim in the most relaxed position, and slowly lowered the cross in the scope from Ludendorff's head......

As the center of the cross rested on Ludendorff's head, McTavish gently put his finger on the trigger.

It looks like the world war will end with the flick of a finger.

McTavish has fired countless shots, and never felt as significant as this one.

If it were possible, McTavish really wanted to use his camera to capture the current scene, it would definitely be worth preservation.

Ludendorff, who was in the middle of the crosshairs, was talking to the staff officer next to him, his expression was hideous, his face was red, and he was emotional, as if he was shouting a reprimand.

McTavish only had Ludendorff in his eyes, and he couldn't see the submissive staff officer next to him.

"Smack!"

(To be continued.) )