A single-sharpened pencil juggling between the fingers of Lynn's right hand. Because of the extremely important new combat missions, the operation of the Imperial Strategic Staff has also been markedly accelerated, and the internal discussions have reached a level of intensity that is held every half a day, and the staff officers who perform their duties are also busy in a down-to-earth manner. It was easy to take a break for a moment, and Lynn's mind flashed with her and her dancing. The clear-eyed oriental face was so kind, like a fairy who came out of a dream. The movements are so graceful and graceful, but the expressions are indifferent, is it because of the deep longing for their hometown?

"Hey, sign up?"

Lynn's thoughts were somewhat unfashionably disturbed by his roommate Meyer, who, as a junior staff officer selected directly from the rank and file class, was as assigned to the Planning Division, the most staffed and most misassigned department of the Strategic Staff. Enke. Colonel Valdés was directly in charge of the department and was responsible for the planning of the grand strategy, while the specific tasks were carried out by one or more senior staff officers.

"Sign up?"

Lynn frowned slightly. The initial plan was for the Operations Department of the Strategic Staff Headquarters to select 100 elite officers and men from the Imperial Guards to join the Grand Reserve on the basis of regular training, assessment, examination and appraisal, and then select 50 of them to join the front-line commandos. Because of their proximity to the water, the staff officers of the Strategic Staff Department enjoyed a small privilege in this selection -- they voluntarily signed up for the commando team, and once they were selected, they would only go to the field to serve as staff support, and they did not have to follow ordinary soldiers to the front line. If she could get the opportunity to return to the European continent, it would be possible to find the little Catrili family and take them to a relatively advantageous "refuge" base, all of which should have made Lynn feel excited, but since attending a banquet at Goebbels's residence and seeing that unique her, her previous pursuits and even spiritual sustenance have changed. Several days had passed, and it would take about two days for the list of commandos to be finalized, but he was still at a loss.

The junior staff officer's office was only a set of desks and chairs, and Meier's butt was pressed against the edge of the table, and he whispered to Lynn, "Haven't you thought about going back to Germany?" Can't bear your mysterious dream lover? ”

"I thought about it, but I didn't know what role I could play with the commandos." Lynn deliberately diverts from the conversation about her, even though at this time, Meier or the others don't know who "she" really is.

"Hey, you are a first-class elite commander of the night combat unit, not only can you serve as a support staff officer, but you can also go into battle in person at critical moments!" Meyer said briskly.

Lynn doesn't like this tone, but this roommate always likes to be full of sour teasing, and with the battlefield experience in the past few months, although he does not dare to claim to be the first in the Imperial Guard, the ability to command squad assault operations, especially night battles, can still be listed at the first-rate level, and Wolfrum, Brewer, Noah, these tough and loyal subordinates can also make themselves like a tiger. However, the Potsdam Conference is so important, the giants of the allies are all on display, and the security work is so tight that even if they are lucky enough to succeed in an attack by means of special warfare, the chances of survival of the participants are very slim, and once the news leaks in advance, it may even fall into a death trap. Thinking of those companions who had followed him and died one after another, Lynn couldn't bear to let these last brothers embark on such a journey of no return.

Seeing that Lynn was silent, Meyer smiled: "You are really still thinking about the lover of your dreams!" If you don't want to go, don't go, if you sign up, it won't be interesting for me to sign up, and I will definitely not be able to compete with you! ”

If the other officers here were replaced, it would probably be very embarrassing to have such a question, but Lynn just lightly came to Zhao Taiji: "I still want to think about this issue carefully." ”

"Then you think about it slowly!" Meier moved up from the table, "If you've decided, please tell me about it, so I can be prepared!" ”

"Don't expect too much from me!" Lynn gave him a pun answer.

"But who doesn't want the highest honor and the priority of choosing a spouse?"

With a wicked smile, Myer drifted away, leaving Lynn alone to continue thinking about it. The so-called right of preference for spouses is still only a bill that has not yet been finalized, which roughly means that after completing the mission, the personnel involved in the operation can choose the unmarried female surname of their choice in the base in a limited way, and the base will provide everything necessary for marriage, including a separate living suite, so as to improve the active surname and loyalty of the combat personnel. This may sound interesting, but when you think about it, it's a bit unreliable. It is not an era of slavery of men, and marriage can be given as a reward to meritorious people. Even if it is forcibly implemented, if the favorite female surname already has a compatible partner, will it not be forcibly demolished?

Based on this understanding, Lynn never thought of "rescuing" her in this way from the beginning, who she had only met once. After a short break, he adjusted his mind and immersed himself in the tedious and arduous work of hand-drawing tactical drawings.

As an indispensable part of a side's combat plan, tactical drawings should be as detailed as possible, but should also focus on the key points and narrow the scope as much as possible, and then make portable waterproof drawings and equip them with tactical commanders. Lynn's work in the last few days has been on a sketch map of the terrain of the three alternative cities in the Netherlands. As for the meeting place of the leaders of the Allied countries, although the intelligence department gave a preliminary judgment of "somewhere in Germany", but during the war, the Allied forces would put a set of [***] arrays on every major battle, which made the Germans suffer a lot, so the commanders of the strategic staff also had more eyes. In addition to Brandenburg, Potsdam, and Wittenberg around Berlin, a number of other local cities, as well as cities in the Netherlands, Belgium, and Denmark, were also listed as potential targets, and even the possibility of a meeting of the Allied heads of state on naval warships was considered. So far, 99% of the major historical events known to Lynn have become reality, but the butterfly effect brought about by the changes in "himself" is still not negligible, he is not absolutely sure that the Allied heads of state meeting will be held in Potsdam, nor can he convince the commanders with a lack of solid logical thinking, what he can do is to take care of and help his colleagues in charge of making the battle drawings of the cities around Berlin, and remind them to pay more attention to Potsdam, intentionally or unintentionally. In fact, several small towns around Berlin were indeed seen as the most likely targets by most staff officers.

In this era when there were no satellites, Lynn and other junior staff officers relied mainly on ordinary maps, military maps, and aerial photographs to produce battle drawings. For the Netherlands, a small country in Western Europe that did not have much strategic significance on the European continent, the information stored in the "refuge" was relatively limited, but the military maps used by the occupation forces in the early stage and some aerial photographs taken before the launch of the Western Front offensive in 1940 allowed Lynn to complete the work relatively smoothly. After all, in the past few years, the economy of the German-occupied areas has only retreated, and the area of urban areas has only decreased but not increased, and what really needs to be adjusted is the parts that have been damaged and destroyed in the Allied bombing.

After completing the drawings of the cities of The Hague, Dordrecht, and Amsterdam, Lynn only had to check them one last time before submitting them to the senior staff officer in charge of her group. Looking at the monotonous lines that seemed to be somewhat similar to the circuit diagram, he suddenly remembered the sharpness of using precision-guided weapons to carry out "decapitation" decades later, and the kind of rapid positioning, precise attack, and zero-casualty combat can be called the unique skill of the US imperialists. However, although Germany's technology in World War II was far from reaching that level, it pioneered the use of wireless-guided weapons in war, and achieved the actual results of sinking Italian warships, and the practical technology of rocket equipment was also at the forefront of other countries. However, some weapons with great development potential were abandoned from the "Aryan Ark Project" by the high-level of the empire, along with cutting-edge experts, technicians, and R&D and manufacturing equipment. A few years later, when the United States and the Soviet Union carried out long-range deterrence with rockets and missiles to deliver nuclear warheads, the elites of the empire could only sigh and regret that they had abandoned their martial arts.

In fact, during the war, the decision-makers of the empire did not miss such stupid tricks, and Lynn was really powerless about this. The people of each era have their own limitations of each era, and throughout history, only a very small number of commanders have a strategic vision that transcends the shackles of the times...... Germany had built and fired more than 20,000 rockets at a high cost to Britain, but because of their accuracy, reliability, and slow cruising speed, these long-range weapons, which could have played a great role in strategic deterrence, did not achieve the desired results, and were even ridiculed by Allied radio broadcasts with ulterior motives, and it was not entirely unreasonable that they were abandoned by imperial decision-makers.

As a halfway home staff officer, Lynn's manual cartographic skills were obviously far inferior to firearms, and at first he even only drew against the drawings of the previous period, wondering if the Prussian proud old staff officers would jump out of the coffin in anger when they learned of such a situation. At this time, in the Imperial Strategic Staff, a crappy staff officer like Lynn was not a strange one, and those who were promoted from the officer squad were basically such "parallel goods", and the overall operational efficiency and quality could be imagined. Fortunately, Lynn still had some drawing background in college, and with his unremitting efforts in the later period, he was able to complete the tactical drawings in a decent manner, and after submitting them to the senior staff officers, he was not criticized, but was entrusted with a new task on the spot: to carefully study the manuscripts of external broadcast records and external newspapers and periodicals sent by the intelligence department, and to find out and analyze them related to the Allied summit to see if he could obtain some unexpected and valuable information.

The job sounds simple, but it's actually more boring than drawing, and Lynn's level of writing is really hard to compliment. Returning to his desk in a huff, the order officer of the intelligence department came unexpectedly:

"Second Lieutenant Gargo, Chief Andri, please come to his office."

(To be continued)