Lynn saw that the map on Mitigo's desk was a real military map rather than a tourist map, it should be handmade, marked with accurate and important data such as street widths and building heights, and marked police stations, barracks and sentry posts with eye-catching colors, and his work experience in the "Vampire" headquarters and the Imperial Strategic Staff Department gave Lynn a more professional judgment of the quality of this map, so he asked, "Who drew this map and when?" ”

Mitigo, dressed as a repairman, replied, "Oh! The young man who was sitting here just now, Franz. Sturrum, who had drawn the map by hand, and several others had helped to survey it, had been done in the last week or so. ”

Although you have a tourist map at hand, and you may be able to find a map of the city in the library, the changes brought to the city by the war, especially the nearly three-year siege by the German army, are very significant, and many streets and buildings have changed, and it is very important to draw up a new battle map. Lynn nodded again and again: "Not bad, quite good!" ”

Mitigo also seemed to be quite pleased with the map and its maker: "Hey! Franz is a non-commissioned officer who graduated from the Vienna Military School, and he can speak fluent Russian without saying anything about quality and ability, and he is a rare talent here. If the war hadn't ended, we would have been going to recommend him to work at the headquarters of the Military Intelligence Bureau, where his talents would have been put to good use. ”

These words made Lynn sincerely feel regretful and helpless. With the end of the war, the collapse and demise of the Third Reich has become a normal understanding for the vast majority of people, and the spies who continue to stay in Soviet Russia are basically paranoid people who are unwilling to admit defeat. Before the Führer's awakening, the Imperial base camp was in a state of conservative contraction under the control of Goebbels, Rommel and others, and for several months did not formally communicate with the spies deployed overseas, so that by the time the intelligence work resumed, most of the intelligence outlets ceased to exist, and the intelligence agents went their separate ways to make a living.

In the dim light of the kerosene lamp, Lynn pondered the general information reflected on the map. The Soviet leader's convoy may have passed through many routes, but the probability should be that there should be only three, with the current situation of personnel and equipment, although the ambush on three routes can be handled, but the certainty of success will naturally decline. According to normal thinking, the convoy line arranged by the Soviet side is likely to be one main line and one backup line, and the rest of the lines can only be activated unless there are special circumstances. In addition to the route, the size of the convoy, the situation of Stalin's car, and the itinerary of the convoy, the more information they obtained, the more useful it became, but at the moment Mitigo did not have enough strength to obtain all this information by various means.

"The contingent from Finland has already crossed the border, huh?" Although Finterrig had briefly reported this before, Lynn asked in detail with caution.

"In the morning we received a call from the north, and our men had already met them at a small railway station between Lossell-Murmansk and Leningrad. We had a freight train there in advance, and if nothing else, they were already on board, and they would arrive in Leningrad as soon as the early hours of the to-morrow morning, where we would arrange for them to go directly to the apartment on the street and the guest house room that they had rented for the purpose of the operation. You see, here, here, and here, our men also reported in code that they carried with them a batch of combat equipment, including anti-tank rocket launchers and machine guns, but the number was inconvenient to say on the phone. Mitigo introduced on the map.

Mitigo's side has already arranged the route and plan, and when the Sol task force arrives, the final attack plan will be discussed by both sides according to the actual situation, and everything will be carried out according to the planned time, in this case, Lynn's visit to Leningrad does seem a little redundant. At this point, he sat down and thought calmly and thoughtfully, and from time to time asked Mitigo some questions about the actual situation. After about two hours, Mitigo said, "Sir, I'll go get some food, and by the way, I'll go around the area, it's a compulsory course every day." The young man downstairs who repaired the car was called Pate, and you can call him if you have any orders, but don't speak German outside, because the villagers in this neighborhood have died in the war, and they are extremely hostile to Germany. ”

Lynn responded, "Well, I know, come back as soon as possible!" I have important things to discuss with you! ”

Mitigo looked down at his sleeve and watched: "Good! I'll be back in an hour. ”

For the rest of the day, Lynn stayed alone in this slightly cold attic, drinking boiled water while analyzing the planned assault plan, always feeling that it still lacked too much, and for a while she couldn't tell where to start - it was like a machine that lacked too many parts, and it was not enough to make it work. Thinking about it, his thoughts were a little confused, and Lynn got up and walked to the window, picked up the corner of the curtain and looked out. At this time, the sky is getting dark, and the large fields in sight are still so calm and serene, and one or two figures can occasionally be seen walking on the country road. Before that, he never imagined that he would one day stand on Soviet soil in a non-victorious way, but now looking through the window, there is nothing very different from the northeast of China, except for the style of the house architecture?

Lynn didn't see a clear difference between the two.

Almost 40 minutes later, Mitigo returned, serving a plate of hot sweet potatoes and two bowls of pepper-sprinkled gnocchi. These long-lost foods evoked a homesickness buried in Lynn's heart, but instead of rushing to treat his hungry stomach, he asked, "Did you get this from a Russian peasant?" ”

Mitigo nodded a little embarrassedly: "There is an old Russian woman nearby, her family has died in the war, and now she lives alone. This mechanic used to be one of our intelligence points, and the boys occasionally helped her with some farm work in their spare time in the spring, and everyone took turns to go out to investigate the information, and there was no time to prepare meals, so ......"

Unwitting Russian civilians naturally don't poison their food, but this situation makes Lynn feel like wolves and sheep living in harmony, maybe no people are born enemies and are immutable, but at least between these generations, deep grievances are difficult to let go. How ironic is it that yesterday they were killing on other people's territory, but today they are in the middle of each other in disguise, and even talk to each other hand in hand? In fact, in his heart, Lynn hopes that there will be as few wars as possible on the road to the revival of the empire, and that it would be better if he could regain the right to exist in a non-violent way.

For these foods, for the special relationship between the Imperial intelligence agents and the Soviet old lady, Lynn didn't ask any more questions, and beckoned Mitigo and Pate downstairs to make do with the dinner.

At the end, Lynn asked Mitigo, "Where are your weapons and ammunition?" ”

Sure enough, like the former French underground resistance, Mitigo first asked Pate to go to the door to keep an eye on, and then he immediately opened the wooden slats in the corner of the wall and took out a Mosin-Nagant from inside. Holding this traditional manual rifle, Lynn can't help but think of her first days in the war years, from an ignorant rookie to a skilled marksman, every step of her growth was accompanied by hardships and hardships. Remember when they stuck to their positions along the river with the "butcher", they were so brave and fearless, a Mauser 98K is an extremely sharp weapon, time passes, do you still have the opportunity to kill on the battlefield with a rifle?

"Some of the guns are here, and some of them have been transported to the city in advance, including explosives and wire switches. The location of the attack was finally determined, and we will plant the explosives on the 23rd. Mitigo said.

Lynn toyed with Mosin-Nagant and asked casually, "Do you know where Matsoff lives?" ”

Mitigo had just taken out a second rifle from the dark compartment when he heard Lynn's question and immediately asked in surprise, "Are you really going to kidnap him?" ”

The corners of Lynn's mouth curled up, and his smile was full of evil: "In this world, I should be the only person who can make his mental defense collapse in an instant, so ...... I was confident that I could get what I wanted out of his mouth. In this way, we can calmly arrange the attack and retreat routes, with fewer risks and fewer casualties, so why not? ”

Mittigo was obviously moved by Lynn's words, he thought for a moment and replied, "It shouldn't be difficult, but I have to go to the city myself." If all goes well, when are you going to do it? How many people are required to participate? ”

Without hesitation, Lynn replied, "Tomorrow morning or tomorrow night, four to six people will suffice." ”

If someone else made such a request, Mitigo might have objected and resisted, but Andri's early "publicity" made Lynn look different in his mind, and it didn't matter how far he went, the important thing was that he quickly agreed and said that he would leave immediately and try to bring the information back before midnight.

Lynn finally instructed: "As soon as the task force from Finland arrives in Leningrad, let them arrange for a sniper, two assault riflemen, and I want Finterlig to follow me, and a truck, preferably a Soviet military vehicle." ”

"I'm afraid there are some difficulties in military vehicles." "We were planning to have regular civilian trucks. ”

This is also a reflection of the truth, but it unexpectedly gave Lynn a small inspiration. In his previous experience in special warfare, the use of the opponent's military vehicles has an advantage over ordinary civilian vehicles, at least he can use the excuse of "urgent mission" to avoid ordinary sentry posts, and the personnel accompanying the vehicles can also carry weapons in a grand manner.

"Then arrange for me two more people who can drive Soviet army trucks." As he said this, Lynn returned to his confident and wise battle commander.

(To be continued)