Walking through a long, narrow, and dark tunnel, the light in front of me finally grew stronger. In order to prevent the eyes from being harmed by the sun after a long absence, Lynn put on sunglasses - this is a pair of equipment for the patrol, although it is not as new, trendy and cool as the American officers and soldiers, but at least it can play its most primitive role, and regardless of rank, everyone here gets exactly the same shape and quality.

Arriving at the mouth of the tunnel, which resembles a natural cave, Lynn stops at the side. The sky here is like a light blue flannel, so pure that there is no trace of industrial pollution; The sea here is like an infinite jewel, the color is so deep, full of nobility and mystery; The fjords here are nature's greatest creations, with towering cliffs, steep cliffs, lush vegetation and calm inlets all working together to create some of the most unique and beautiful landscapes on the planet!

Closing your eyes lightly and smelling the cold and fishy sea breeze, this is the breath of freedom, this is the vast realm, this is a completely different feeling.

Most of the people in the patrol are enjoying everything here as comfortably as Lynn. Without the smoke of war, without the fight to the death, people can temporarily forget the heaviness, loss, sadness and even hatred, and put themselves in a carefree natural atmosphere.

It is no wonder that everyone who returns from patrol has a vigorous vitality in the depths of their eyes.

The two guides, one leading the way in front and the other in the back, slowly moved the procession. Looking at the steep mountain road under her feet, Lynn couldn't help but wonder, could the planes, tanks, artillery, and factory equipment in the cave be transported by submarines from the main underwater passage, and then transported to the corresponding location by cranes and train tracks at the dock? In 1945, it seems that the submarine models known to them were not capable of carrying tanks or machinery weighing tens of tons, and the largest helicopters in Germany could only carry more than one ton of objects at present. According to common sense, this base should have a larger entrance passage, but it is usually properly camouflaged, and it will only be opened when heavy equipment enters and exits.

He has been in the Imperial Strategic Staff for more than a week, and has come into contact with the core secrets of the Aryan Ark Project, but Lynn has never seen the main engineering design drawings or defense drawings of the "Vault" once, thinking that after the "defection incident", these materials have been classified as top secret by the Base Command. However, now that the horizon has risen to a strategic level, Lynn is not too curious about this aspect, no matter how large and powerful it is, it will not become an active super city and super weapon like "Battlestar"!

The mountain road is difficult to walk, and people have been fully prepared for it. Wearing a light mountain military hat on her head, comfortable and warm hiking boots on her feet, and a professional ice axe and snow pole in her hand, the total weight of the equipment on her body was less than 10 kilograms, and Lynn was full of confidence at first. The fjord is like a complete rocky mountain that has been slashed by a giant axe, and the cliffs and gentle slopes on both sides of the river are almost smooth and straight, and there is no foothold, so if you want to walk along the fjord, you must first go up to the top of the cliff. Fortunately, after coming out of the base, there is a seemingly natural mountain road that has been artificially modified without climbing, but it is not like an ordinary mountain road after all, which can be done with just a lot of effort, and many sections of the road must step on one rock after another to pass, and there is still a lot of ice and snow accumulated in the gaps of those mountain rocks, and one may slip if you are not careful.

After walking and climbing for more than two hours, Lynn felt full of energy before he panted up to the top of the cliff on the south side of the fjord. Standing on a high vantage point, the landscape is even more magnificent and bizarre. The glacial orogeny left behind a long and steep landscape in the cold regions of Northern Europe, which were not extremely steep on all sides, but formed a strange combination of cliffs and gentle slopes, with frigid cedars, pines and shrubs growing luxuriantly, and large expanses of snow at the top of the peaks or on the side and in the shade at the foot of the mountain.

Let the patrol members with different identities and duties rest for a few minutes, and the team leader Auston. Sergeant Feck still walked forward with ease. They thought it would not be too much trouble to walk on the mountain wall on the south side of the fjord, but Lynn and the others soon realized that nature was too rebellious. The mountains here are high and low, and the stony mountains are hard and smooth, and the ice axes must find gaps to use them when climbing, and ropes are often used when descending, and some rocks have only moss ferns, and in some places shrubs or cedar trees "get in the way", so you have to be very careful to get around. After walking nearly ten kilometers, a group of 22 people finally arrived at a location close to the mouth of the fjord. Here, they saw a concrete bunker hidden behind a huge protruding rock, carefully camouflaged, covered with mesh and fresh foliage, and the antenna on top of the building disguised as a tree branch.

Before the patrol could get closer, a tall officer in the uniform of the Imperial Guards Marine came out of the concrete building, with a beard, small eyes narrowed into a slit, and an unlit cigarette in his mouth: "Hey, Auston, are you taking the guys out again?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, we're on patrol!" The sergeant corrected that as time went on, the officers and men would come to see this kind of patrol as a very similar activity to the prisoners' release.

The tall officer, however, relentlessly raised his hand to salute the patrolmen and greeted everyone with great energy.

Although everyone also raised their hands to salute, they were tired enough after walking for five or six hours, so they hurriedly found a place to sit down, and then reached out and touched their pockets.

Tour guide Alston. Sergeant Feck hurriedly reminded: "Attention, smoking is absolutely forbidden here, because ships and ships going to the northern ports of the Soviet Union sometimes pass by the sea ahead, and the smoke may attract their attention!" ”

It was then that Lynn noticed that there was something special in the smile of the tall officer with the cigarette in his mouth - it was indeed a distressing thing to not be able to smoke a cigarette.

The sergeant then explained like a guide: "We call this the 'eye', and it monitors the situation near the mouth of the fjord, and if there is an enemy situation, our sentries will immediately report to the base by wired telephone. ”

"Can I go in and have a tour?" Lieutenant Colonel Bertle, who is from the Imperial Strategic Staff like Lynn, asked.

The sergeant did not answer directly, but turned his head to the tall officer with a cigarette in his mouth, only to see him happily turn sideways: "Of course! ”

With Lieutenant Colonel Bertel in front of them, the officers scrambled to get inside, depressed because they couldn't smoke, and Lynn noticed that only the two officers from the base's staff were sitting indifferently, and she didn't know whether to envy their calmness or regret that they couldn't enjoy the wonder of the discovery.

The concrete building looked slightly larger than the stables and cowsheds, and I thought there were two or three sentries stationed there, but I didn't expect it to be just the gate of the outpost. Descend a concrete staircase into an underground bunker-style outpost base station, which covers an area of about thirty square meters and is divided into two levels. The upper floor is the living and resting area of the sentinels, in addition to the lack of stoves, beds, tables, chairs, tableware, etc., and a large number of canned food is piled up in the corner; On the lower level is the work area, where several electronic devices are placed, and a horizontal strip of concealed observation is dug through, from which the sentinels can use a household telescope-style monocular to make a fan observation of a range of about 120 degrees, and there are currently three officers and men on duty, plus a total of six sentries on rotation.

Lieutenant Colonel Bertle went over to try the telescope, and then inquired curiously: "It seems that this can only observe ships on the surface of the sea, what if there are planes in this area?" ”

The tall officer stood unhurriedly next to an electronic instrument and proudly introduced: "This is our latest monitoring equipment, you can rest assured, it only accepts signals and does not emit any radio waves." It is very sensitive to high-frequency vibrations, and whenever an aircraft or ship is present within 20 kilometers, no matter how bad the weather, it is able to react and remind us to use optical equipment for verification. ”

There is still such an instrument in the world, Lynn's first reaction was to have a long insight, but then he pondered: since the 21st century, when science and technology are highly developed, radar is still used as a detection tool, does it mean that this instrument for measuring high-frequency vibration for early warning is just the wishful thinking of a genius, and sometimes it can indeed detect aircraft and ships, but the sensitivity and reliability are far from being as high as expected, and it cannot play a role at all at critical moments.

The tall officer introduced another piece of equipment: "This is a traditional radio listening device that can receive and decipher even the most basic code communications. ”

At this point, the only air officer on the patrol may casually ask, "What's the interesting news lately?" ”

Obviously, this is an untimely problem; just half a month ago, several air noncommissioned officers almost drove away the Ju-88 bombers and Fi-156 reconnaissance planes in the base, resulting in the air force units, which had previously attracted much attention from the top level, undergoing a strict and comprehensive review.

Feeling the same gaze from everyone, the Air Force officer felt embarrassed and stopped talking. The tall officer simply pretended not to hear the question just now, and he beckoned: "That's all for the secret of the 'eyes', sir, soldiers, let's go outside and enjoy the brightest sunshine of the day!" ”

Leaving at 6 a.m., Lynn looked at her watch, it was almost 2 p.m., and the intensity of the sun didn't change much. For their comrades on the first patrol, the tall officer and his sentries did not warmly invite everyone to lunch, but the guide of the team left the two bags of supplies consigned by the mules to the outpost. Lynn saw it in their eyes, and did not question it face-to-face, and only asked the leader guide after returning to the road - for the officers who were many grades higher than themselves, Sergeant Fike, the leader of the team, always used the same phrase to relieve himself when he encountered a bad answer, that is, "arranged from above". As for who this means, no one would be stupid enough to ask this question in public.

(To be continued)