If it weren't for the words of Air Force Major Wei Renfax, who were like ice blades, Lynn would have really gained a lot of insight from this trip on patrol, and also met a group of partners with different positions, ages, and surnames. One rat poop is enough to spoil a pot of porridge, and this principle is very appropriate here, and Lynn's mind in the second half of the year is almost in the trouble of the "lore" in the upper hangar - whether to do or not, and he himself often falls into the whirlpool of emotion and reason. Since there was a problem, sooner or later it would have to be solved by spreading it out, and with this mentality, he wanted to find an opportunity to have a good talk with Weilenfax, but under the deliberate arrangement of the guide and the gendarme, the 22 patrol members rarely had the opportunity to be alone, and even if the old colleagues who had known each other got together to chat, the guide or gendarme would come over to listen to it without interest.

Although Wei Renfax did not show any inclination towards Lynn's deliberate approach, there was always a strange meaning in his eyes when he looked at each other. On the last day of the patrol, resting and eating in the wilderness, Lynn finally found an opportunity to avoid the others and stood side by side with Weilenfax in the bushes.

"Major, do you have relatives or good friends on that plane?"

After asking this, Lynn saw the Air Force Major raise his head and look ahead at an almost 45-degree angle. Suddenly, he spoke quickly and in a deep tone:

"Although not a family member and a very good friend, but ...... The Air Force personnel who died this time were all acquaintances in ordinary times, at least they could call out their names, and some of them had spoken at dinner the day before, and they were all cold corpses in the blink of an eye! ”

Lynn raised his head slightly in imitation of him, and his tone was also very low: "Major, I have always felt very sorry for this matter, and I have also felt guilty. However, once they leave the base, the consequences will be extremely terrible, and it will be related to the safety of tens of thousands of people in the entire base. ”

Wei Lunfax didn't appreciate it at all, he sneered: "With a combat elite with outstanding abilities like you, don't you know that there are many ways to prevent a plane from taking off?" ”

"You probably didn't see it!" Lynn quickly explained, "It was almost rushing out of the hangar door to accelerate for takeoff, and I was standing in the back of the side, and there was no better option than the cockpit." ”

Weilenfax put away his dick and closed the pants door, but instead of turning to face Lynn, he turned to the other side to leave, but he suddenly stopped his movements and whispered with his back to Lynn: "So, you admit that you deliberately aimed at the cockpit and opened fire, and you are well aware that this can stop them completely." ”

This was true, but it made Lynn feel like a cold, sharp dagger resting in front of him, and he tried to make a final defense: "Although I didn't know anything about the plane, firing was the only thing I could do at the time." ”

"No, not the only one." Weilenfax stubbornly retorted, "You can also choose to miss. ”

"At that distance......" Before Lynn could say the second half of his sentence, the Air Major had already walked away briskly without looking back. Looking at his desperate back, Lynn's previous helplessness finally turned into a kind of hatred: could it be that this person didn't even have a little sense of the big picture, and would rather bury the entire base and the last hope for the revival of the empire for the sake of the lives of a few colleagues?

In the last part of the journey, Lynn, who was in a bad mood, also became silent. Before midnight darkness arrived, the patrol finally returned to the "Vault" base, this time still through the passage out of the base, and then subjected to very strict checks and interrogations, and waited for several hours in the so-called rest area, presumably all of whom had a consistent interrogation record, before being allowed to return to the barracks living quarters.

After being transferred to the Imperial Strategic Staff, Lynn moved into a dormitory building dedicated to the agency's staff, living in a relatively spacious and upscale double room. Living with him was the "junior staff officer" Graff, who graduated from the first class of ordinary officers. Meyer, the second lieutenant, actually arrived at the "Vault" four days before Lynn. Also a transfer student in the officer class, Meier's training results were at the top of the class in two-thirds, and even basic tactics and combat were also very good, and he was a military all-rounder. Strategic Staff led by Bach. His good attitude led to the fact that he was soon rewarded for going out on patrol, and by the time Lynn was still in the officer class, he was already on his way to the task, and there had been no "defections" at that time.

"Feels pretty good, doesn't it?"

As soon as Lynn entered, Ensign Meyer asked with a smile. Until then, no matter how much Lynn tried to sidetrack, he had only one description of the patrol trip: it was quite pleasant. Of course, as the trip ended, Lynn was given strict instructions from her superiors not to reveal details about the patrol to anyone, especially those military personnel who had not yet participated in the patrol.

Myer was a kind, intelligent, and easy-to-get companion, and Lynn had no doubts about it, and the two were in the same staff and were supposed to be able to talk about a lot of topics, but after all the things that had happened, Lynn had to be wary of everyone in the "vault" - even though it was incompatible with his natural surname.

"Oh, what an eye-opener!"

Putting down her bags, Lynn couldn't wait to go to the bathroom to take a shower. It is worth mentioning that although the military rank has not been raised, you can already enjoy hot showers in the dormitory of the Strategic Staff, and if you are interested, you can also go to the dedicated public bathroom at any time to take a comfortable bath.

When she came out, Lynn wiped her hair and asked her new roommate, "What's new in the last week?" ”

With Meyer's surname, if there is really a big event, it will not be easily revealed, and what can be said is naturally something innocuous and trivial. At this moment, he was sitting on the bed reading a book, and replied casually: "Except for the increasing number of new recruits, everything else is the same as usual." Oh yes, there's an invitation for you on the table, I sent it yesterday, I didn't open it. ”

It's normal to dismantle or not, Lynn is just curious that she can still receive invitations in the "shelter", could it be that some acquaintance is getting married?

The answer was naturally in the invitation, and he walked over to see that this invitation was completely different from the oriental bronzing wedding card with a red background, more like a letter. The shell is plain light yellow, with a red background and a white circle on black swaskat printed directly above, and the text is written on a piece of cardboard with a slightly hard texture, the content is very simple, and can be read at a glance with Lynn's German level:

It is a great pleasure to invite you to join Hedwig. Johanna. Miss Goebbels's Birthday Ball: Loyal Imperial Soldier, Lynn. Second Lieutenant GargoTime: June 11 at 6 p.m. Place: Aryan Garden No. 1 This is an invitation to dinner two days later, and Lynton is glad that it would be greatly worthless if she missed Goebbels' daughter's birthday party because of this patrol. The banquet itself does not have too many special surnames, but the characters who participate in the banquet are not simple, maybe this will become an opportunity for them to change their fate and realize their ambitions.

"Have you all been invited?" Lynn turned to look at Myer.

Meier stared at Lynn for a few seconds, probably thinking that pretending to be stupid was insulting to his intelligence, so he chose to answer directly: "You are also an invitation to Minister Goebbels' family dinner, right?" It seems that only a small number of people have received it, and an unknown little person like me dare not have the luxury of expecting it. ”

Lynn's sour answer was not funny, but rather a kind of helplessness that he had once felt, and he studied the invitation again: "Hey, Graff, the invitation says I can bring a dance partner with me, or ......"

"What a joke!" Meier glared and said, "I won't ruin my image and future for such a ball!" You'd better find a female companion yourself! ”

Female companions? This time it was Lynn's turn to stare at her. After coming to the "refuge" for so long, he can focus on the great cause of the empire, not to mention picking up girls, even if he has few opportunities to talk to people with different surnames. There are only two people who can be named: Aiwa, a strong woman from the Propaganda Department. Jenny, the little nurse who was in charge of herself while she was in the hospital and later asked for her autograph. It is obviously not appropriate to invite without any intention of the other person - to cause misunderstanding or secondary, and to delay the feelings of others is the grave sin!

(To be continued)