In the light of the morning, the Dutch-flagged fast freighter Almeka sails with a bright mechanical rumble through the steep fjords on both sides of the river. Gentle waves lapped against the hull, and a cool sea breeze whipped the faces of everyone on deck, including Lynn, who was dressed in a clerical outfit. It seems that the heavyweight battle between the two camps in Eastern Europe has attracted the attention of all walks of life, so much so that Northern Europe, whose strategic location is not so important, is undeservedly stigmatized. Standing on the deck at this time, looking out over the railing, there was a large gray-black cloud of smoke wafting in the direction of the rising sun, which looked like a position that had just been attacked by heavy shelling, and it looked like a huge fleet of coal-fired boilers moving on the sea, and as the freighter continued to move forward, the roots of the smoke cloud gradually became clear and discerning. Large-scale heavy industry, a symbol of the progress of human civilization, is also the culprit of destroying the balance of nature. Returning to Tromsø after more than three months, looking at the towering chimneys and smoke of the surrounding industrial area, Lynn's complex feelings include pride, worry, and even indescribable gloom. He certainly knew that these changes were related to that genius architect and production organizer Albert Brown. Speer has a lot to do with it. For the sake of today's scene, Lynn and his special operations elite have gone through a test comparable to a sea of swords and fire, they have lost a total of 71 companions, and most of these faithful warriors are buried in the graveyard without tombstones, silently waiting for the glorious flag to fly again in the sky where it belongs to them.

Woo......

The long whistle reminds the ship's awake and unawakened passengers that the most beautiful bay in northern Norway is at hand, and Tromsø, a quaint and thriving Norwegian harbour, welcomes visitors of all purposes and statuses with open arms.

Watch the white barges "suddenly" come from the port. Lynn's heart fluttered suddenly, how he wished he could see Dinah and Miya for a moment, put aside all his duties and official duties, and simply enjoy the joy of family. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the docks, he tried to find a familiar figure in the crowd. At this moment, a humming sound different from the power of the ship came to my ears, and I looked up in the direction of the sound. In the blink of an eye, two beautiful turquoise planes flew low over the cathedral spire over the harbor. In the eyes of an Air Force layman like Lynn, their appearance is not exactly the same as that of Messerschmitt and Faulk-Woolf, but it is also somewhat similar. Against the backdrop of blue sky and white clouds. Their flight posture is so light and elegant. The people on the ship, who did not necessarily know what was going on, looked up curiously or with great interest, and even though their fuselages and wings were not painted with any conspicuous logos, Lynn was still slightly taken aback: this was tantamount to putting the secrets of the Imperial power in a semi-open state, and the current situation allowed it?

To Lynn's surprise, the commander of the occupation forces in Tromsø, Ottel. Steplenfen personally led two rows of soldiers to meet him on the pier. Under the light of the day, these emperors are wearing imitation Norwegian Army uniforms, and details such as accessories are enough to see the "problem". Seeing their calm demeanor, Lynn also relieved himself of unnecessary worries, and generously accepted the attention of his fellow officers and soldiers. Except for the guys in uniforms on the docks. There weren't many people dressed as civilians, and there were no Lynn's wives and daughters among them. The car picked up Lynn and went straight to the North District. On the way, he inquired with Steplenfen about the fact that Rommel had been appointed the supreme military governor of Tromsø two months earlier, with full control of the Empire's armed forces stationed there, and four weeks earlier, the Führer and the main personnel of the base camp had arrived in Tromsø from the relatively secluded "Sanctuary" base, where they were now based in a large underground fortification in the northern district. …,

Along the way, Lynn kept looking out the car window, and the layout of the buildings on both sides did not change much, except that all the houses were painted in a uniform color, so that they looked like military areas rather than ordinary residential areas, and the roadside was full of heavily armed soldiers, and the security density was not inferior to that of the Allied-occupied German mainland area. After entering the industrial area in the north of the city, the smoke clouds seen in the distance actually form a thin layer of smoke here, as if it has become a miniature version of the "fog capital of London". Looking at the frequent and orderly transportation vehicles between factories, and listening to Steprenfen's introduction, Lynn could only sincerely admire Speer. Regardless of the changes in the architectural and organizational genius's views of Hippertoll and the Third Reich as a result of the Allied life of imprisonment and post-war reflections, he once again unleashed his infinite talent in the face of the battle, and turned the industrial system laid down by his predecessors into a large machine running at full speed with efficient integration. In terms of industrial scale and output, this cold and barren land in northern Europe has surpassed many small European countries, and the independent manufacturing capacity of land military equipment has surpassed Denmark and the Netherlands, and with the arrival of early summer, it has also entered the best production season of the year.

According to Steprenfen's understanding, if Tromsø continues to develop at this rate, it will not be long before it will be able to play the former military role of the Krupp enterprise.

Passing through the busy industrial area north of the city, the car slowed down into an area that Lynn felt very unfamiliar, he remembered that before he left, it was a military area, the south side of the mountain was an open-air training ground and an improvised flight track, and the barracks and warehouses were located on the north side of the mountain, and now the natural mountains have become "shorter", and the terrain of the valley has become more gentle, from the hillside it looks like a large lush meadow, and when he approached, he found that the entire valley here was covered by a huge camouflage net. The army stationed here was much larger than the former Northern Task Force, and the area was divided into small squares by straight roads, and the officers and soldiers in the middle of it were dressed in orthodox Imperial Guard uniforms, and the constant roar of tanks, armored vehicles, and various military vehicles could be heard faintly, and the faint sound of gunfire could be heard from the training ground. Compared with the military training that cannot be used in the "refuge" base, there is a real atmosphere of preparation for war.

As the car was about to arrive at the entrance to the bunker at the base camp, Steplenfen said nonchalantly, "By the way, your old boss Lawrenz. General Ba Pich arrived in Tromsø about two weeks ago, having been appointed by the Führer as commander-in-chief of the base camp and special operations units, which were deployed in the northern military district, and the special operations forces were stationed in the Bremen barracks in the north-west, and a new factory had been set up in the adjacent Messerschmidt valley, which was said to be specialized in the manufacture of V-rockets. ”

Lynn's eyes widened, and in an instant, he smoothed out the expression that reflected his true state of mind, and responded with an "oh" like boiled water. The car finally came to a steady stop, and before getting out of the car, he asked Steplenfen, "The base camp has clearly instructed you to take me here directly from the docks, without stopping for a moment?" ”

The upright Stephen replied: "Yes, probably because we are worried that we will not fully understand the contents of the written instructions, Major Gross of the base camp office called yesterday to confirm today's itinerary. ”

Lynn looked down at the gray plaid suit on her body, thinking of her sudden departure to the Netherlands as a second political secretary, still confused about the arrangements of the heads of the empire, but she could only try not to let the doubts and frustration in her heart not reflect in the expression of her eyes.

Former colleague and old acquaintance, base camp staff officer Erhard. Captain Lauperts opened the door for Lynn and said politely: "Sir, you are here, the Führer and the Commander-in-Chief are waiting for you. ”…,

Lynn straightened her collar and followed the neat and heroic officer into the bunker entrance with all kinds of awkward feelings. Although the scale of this large-scale underground fortification with the function of integrated command and residence began last autumn, Lynn was the main planner and initial executor at that time, although its scale was not comparable to the general palace and wartime bunker in Berlin, and the various facilities were mainly practical, and it was still more spacious and atmospheric than the imperial base camp of the "refuge" base. Above the surface is a radar communication facility and a sturdy reinforced concrete defense layer, all vents are equipped with three defense facilities, and the underground structure has a total of five floors, all of which are sturdy earthquake-resistant structures and can be enclosed compartments, even if the enemy uses atomic bombs to attack the port of Tromsø, this underground fortress can theoretically protect the insiders from direct aggression.

Whether it is ordinary leather shoes or tall military boots, there is no sound when stepping on the carpet in the corridor. After being inspected for weapons, Lynn followed Captain Laupads to two heavy wooden doors that were four meters high and three meters wide, and even those who were more than 1.8 meters tall would feel small and humble before such a building design.

The door slowly opened, and Lynn caught a glimpse of the Führer sitting behind his desk with a deep face, Rommel standing alone in front of the window, looking out through the window with no view, and on the sofa on the other side of the desk was originally sitting Lorenz. Ba Baohe, he quickly stood up as the door opened.

Looking at these three people with different expressions and postures, Lynn suddenly had a strange thought: the power of the emperor's affairs was divided by them, although he was once the chief strategic staff officer in a prominent position in the imperial base camp, although he had a proud outstanding vision and wisdom, he was a beginner in the political chess game, and the tricks with these experienced seniors were doomed to today's end early on.

Under the silent gaze of the three of them, Lynn stepped into the Führer's office, and the door behind him slowly closed again.

"Lynn. Gargo, do you have a lot of questions in your mind that you can't answer at this moment? ”

Rommel spoke calmly and confidently, as if he had anticipated Lynn's thoughts, and without waiting for him to answer "yes", the Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Armed Forces looked at the Führer, who had a soft expression and even a friendly smile, and said calmly:

"You may have heard the name of the German Renaissance Party when you were in Germany, with which we had recently made a secret agreement, and this new party, which had many former members of the National Socialist Party and now used by us, agreed to have one of our men as deputy leaders of the party, to participate in elections, and to take the path of a legitimate seizure of power, and this person must have been previously unknown and unnoticed by the Allies, and we decided to choose you in consideration of the combined ability and loyalty of the individual...... He served as the deputy leader of the Revival Party and was also the political representative of the Reich in Germany proper. (To be continued, provided by the Shina God Slaughter Edition group.)