After the Belgian government, under pressure from the U.S. government, announced the termination of cooperation with the Soviet Union, the trade between the two countries stopped. Belgium received part of the Soviet missile development facilities, while the Soviet Union obtained a small part of the key data on nuclear fission technology. But for Stalin, who was desperate to acquire nuclear weapons, he was obviously not satisfied with such an outcome, and although he secretly sent someone to communicate with Belgium in the hope of resuming the deal, the answer he received was a polite refusal.

Annoyed and angry, Stalin's resentment towards the US government was even deeper, and he made a statement in public saying that "the United States is the greatest obstacle to the peaceful development of mankind" and even vaguely compared Truman to Hitler. Of course, the U.S. government also likes to appreciate the feeling that the Soviets are unhappy and can't fight.

While the war of words was raging on one side, the conspiracy was unfolding on the other side, and on April 28, Greene Weir entered the United States on a British-American passport to meet up with an intelligence agent from Puerto Rico and assign him an almost assumed assignment.

Along the way, he was digging through the intelligence officer's background and records of his performance during the mission. I have to say that this guy is indeed a genius, he has become a high-level member of the independence party in less than three years, and he is especially trusted by the leaders of the Puerto Rico Independence Party, and he has to be said to be a very good intelligence officer.

As agreed, GreenWill came to an open-air coffee shop near the Blair Building, where Americans were very fond of drinking coffee and chatting, and when GreenWill came to the door of the coffee shop, he saw a young man in a suit and leather shoes at the third table flipping through the newspaper, and on the table in front of him was a bunch of poppies as a joint code.

GreenWill walked over quietly, pulled out a chair and sat down, and said with a natural expression, "It's really hot today, sir." However, compared to Belgium, it feels like Washington is still a bit less calm. ”

The young man in the suit placed the newspaper on the table and said the code, seemingly randomly, "Yes, but I think Washington will soon be as calm as Belgium." I really enjoy the daylight in Brussels. ”

GreenWill took off his sunglasses, changed his serious expression, and whispered, "Is the operation going well so far?" ”

"Everything is in the hands of the crown prince." Orwell confidently knocked on the table twice and replied, "As His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said, President Truman's temporary stay in the Blair Building, the security measures inside have taken the form of 'defense in depth', and a three-layer security circle has been set up. I've already probed the outer security ring in the past few days, and they are really arranged on the sidewalks around the outside of the building, including the front, middle, and back three exits of the building. Fixed sentry boxes are set up at the east and west ends of the front and at the steps of the main entrance. The White House Police Guard is primarily responsible. Because it was a public place, the guards only carried personal weapons. ”

"It is said that the middle level of security is located in the building, including all the corridors. Because I couldn't get in and wasn't familiar with the situation, I could only assume according to the layout given by the crown prince in advance, that in addition to carrying personal weapons, the personnel of this layer of security also stored hand-held machine guns and other defensive weapons in a single convenient and hidden place nearby. The inner security ring is set up at the entrance to the president's room, and these guards rely only on their sidearms, although they also have shortcuts to where high-powered weapons are stored. ”

After saying this, Orwell paused and swallowed a mouthful of water, and replied cautiously and quietly, "In other words, the Americans have set up this place as an impregnable wall, and even mosquitoes can't fly into it, let alone people." Even if we had enough weapons, if we couldn't get rid of all the armed guards in five minutes, we would be left alone. ”

"The organization won't give up on you." Greenwell reassured him, "We just need the Puerto Rican Independence Party to die and splash the sewage on the Soviet Union." By the way, what happened to you instigating them to contact the USSR? Did the Soviet side reply? ”

"Everything went well, the Soviet Union even promised to provide arms to the Puerto Rican independence party, it seems that they want the United States to set fire in their backyard." Orwell was deeply impressed by the Soviet policy of red spread. Although Puerto Rico was not a red party, Soviet infiltration allowed the Puerto Rican Independence Party to quickly form a pro-Soviet faction.

"What about the weapons needed for this operation?" Orwell asked, "I promised them to get a powerful gun, and for the past five days Oscar Torresola and Grell Correzzo have been spying around the Blair Building, and I think this assassination is inevitable." Speaking of this, Orwell added, "This time the Americans are cocooning themselves." ”

"In fact, the crown prince arranged everything half a month ago." GreenWill pushed an address to Orwell, "This room is diagonally opposite the Blair Building, only seventy meters away from the Blair Building. His Royal Highness Albert rented it half a year ago. Inside, there was a green couch that was lifted open to contain three brand-new Uzi submachine pistols, and a Mosin Nagant rifle with a scope. ”

"Why isn't it a Springfield Type 1903 sniper rifle?" Hearing Mosin Nagant, Orwell frowned visibly, although the accuracy of Mosin Nagant and Haruta at a distance of seventy meters was not much worse, but Orwell, who had always believed in insurance, was very dissatisfied with this negligence, not to mention that he was still the sniper responsible for shooting through Truman's head.

"It's too likely that the Springfield rifle will be touched by the vine, so Albert will choose to use Mosin Nagant, don't worry. This gun is a sniper model obtained from the black market, and trying to find out whose hand it passes by is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack. Now it's up to you, warriors. Oh yes, the key to the apartment is hidden in a nearby blue flower pot, you'll find it if you look for it. ”

After Greenwell said this, he got up and left, stingy and refused to say much. In fact, he will have nothing to do after he has finished what he should explain, and the rest depends on these guys.

Orwell looked at Greenwell as he left, and said with a wry smile, "Your Highness Albert, I really hope that your ridiculous plan will work. In Orwell's view, Albert's plan was absurd and almost fantastical, but obedience to orders was the duty of a soldier, and Orwell could not refute Albert's view.

Back at the junction, Orwell recounted Greenwill's weapon cache to Oscar Torresola and Grell Correzzo, who was pleased to hear that Orwell's "friends" had helped them get such a gift. It is true that they only have the Colt revolver and the M1911 in their hands, and it is quite bottomless to try to break through with this bit of firepower.

"You two are responsible for breaking in, and I'm responsible for covering you with sniper rifles in the apartment." Orwell's proposal was opposed by Greer Corezzo.

"Why do you want to cover us, don't you coward dare go with us?" Grell Correzzo questioned him. But this condemnation was not painful for Orwell, who unceremoniously retorted, "If the president sticks his head out of the room, should he leave someone to deal with him?" In case you're surrounded, if there's anyone to support you, don't take an operation for granted, Korezo. ”

Corezzo muttered, "Then why are you a sniper?" ”

"With my proficiency in the use of the Mosin Nagant sniper rifle, you half-man tell me how to use the scope of the sniper rifle? How do Mosin Nagant press bullets? Orwell replied with a sneer, "I crawled back from the dead in Europe, and you dare to question my marksmanship?" ”

Correzzo tried to say something, but was stopped by Osk Torresola.

"Alright, stop arguing." Oscar Torresola stopped the two of them from getting stronger and stronger in the smell of gunpowder, "Just according to Orwell's method, the two of us were responsible for breaking in and luring Truman out as bait, while Orwell was responsible for knocking the dictator's head off with a gun." Still have any questions? ”

Grell Crezzo bit his lip and didn't speak, Orwell just smiled and said, "Promise to complete the mission, my leader." ”