Chapter 106: Flying
When Lynn took his newlywed wife to the submarine cave dock, the other ten members of the trip had already arrived.
Germans, or most Westerners, like to think of 12 as an integer, often making up for it or multiples of it, consciously or unconsciously. This time, Lynn, Courtland, and Andri started with a 16-man squad, which was reduced to 12 after a three-man negotiation. Send it to the FΓΌhrer's table, pass!
Mr. and Mrs. Courtland, Mr. and Mrs. Andri, Mr. and Mrs. Gargo, these three couples make up half of the quota, and the other six are equally divided: Mr. and Mrs. Courtlander chose his colleague, the financial commissioner, Rudolph. Dickfield, who was in charge of the Empire's secret accounts in Switzerland; Andriy approached his subordinate, the Central European intelligence chief, Alfred Brown. Schar, who liaises with the Empire's spies in Switzerland and arranges operations; Lynn brought her new colleague, Strategic Staff Officer Burnold. Zenaman, who is responsible for overseeing the implementation of the action plan and supplementing amendments; As for the three combatants in charge of the guards, each of them recommended one person, and it was finally determined that it was Carl Brown, who was in charge of the security of the Cortland couple. Sergeant Batts, who was in charge of Andri's personal security, was Gertard. Sergeant Esslan, and Lynn in charge. Gordon of Gargo couple security. Corporal Wolfrum.
At 20 o'clock, a group of people boarded the docked traffic boat, this kind of small surface boat using diesel engine and propeller power is basically the kind of large warship carried for contact, search and rescue, compared with civilian yachts, it does not have a good closed cabin and comfortable resting position, the hull structure is very simple, the power is relatively strong, so it can run out of high speed.
With the sudden sound of the engine, the traffic boat sailed away from the dock in reverse, sitting at the stern, Lynn silently looked at the gendarmes, marine patrols and sailors on the dock who watched him leave with complicated expressions, thinking that these soldiers who used to fight bravely on the battlefield can now only succumb to this remote and hidden cave, there is an indescribable melancholy and sadness in the heart, although this trip is to change fate, but the empire has fallen to this step, it is too difficult and painful to rely on the strength of a few people to change.
The iron gate at the entrance passage had already been opened, and the water surface was undulating due to the communication with the outside, and the small traffic boat swayed from side to side, and Dinah, who had just been full of joy and longing, held Lynn's hand tightly, as if she would be thrown off the boat if she did not pay attention. Lin En silently freed his right hand and took his delicate newlywed wife in his arms, at this moment he had nothing to worry about, he just wanted to protect this person who had been in bed for thousands of years.
The surface channel into the cave is deep but not long, and after driving dozens of meters, you will enter the fjord that suddenly opens up, and the cold wind will blow in your face. Looking up at the sky, there was no light of the stars and moon, and the air was so cold that it felt like it was about to snow.
As usual, the water is calm in the fjord, and a seaplane is moored not far away. It is not as far as the Ju-52 can be distinguished by its contours, with a rounded nose, a boat-shaped pontoon configuration, twin engines, twin vertical tails, and a light grey fuselage livery without any striking logos.
The boat soon approached the seaplane, and the passengers, dressed in British military caps and brown leather jackets, were pulled onto the plane by the gangway.
"This is a modified Heinkel-115?" While waiting to board the plane, Lynn casually asked Zenaman, who usually handled the details of these actions.
Lieutenant Colonel Lu, now 31, replied: "Uh-huh! Still looks a little obvious? β
"It's alright! After the war, Britain and the United States confiscated a lot of German-made equipment for their own use or resold to friendly countries, so it is not surprising that people even recognize the model. As a former World War II military fan, Lynn still has some professional eye in this regard. In fact, it is not expensive to buy a retired Curtis or Schott, but one needs to conceal the source of funds and the identity of the buyer, and the other needs to adapt to the piloting and maintenance of British and American aircraft.
"Don't worry!" Zenaman reminded that "this trip was completely at night, and it was so dark, God was willing to take care of us!" β
Lynn smiled contemptuously, even if there is a God, there is nothing that can be done about the ignorance of human beings killing each other!
The He-115 has a good flying surname, but it is a seaplane specially designed for military use, and the cabin is long and cramped, which is not comfortable to carry passengers, but fortunately, Zenaman has the crew make some preparations in advance, from the tail to the middle of the cabin, six camp beds and clean bedding, just for the three ladies and their prominent husbands to rest.
As soon as the hatch closed, the engine roared, and in the blink of an eye, the cabin was filled with a loud roar that people had to raise their voices when they spoke.
Before shoving two balls of pre-prepared cotton into Dinah's ears, Lynn kissed her on the forehead and looked at her tenderly, "Sleep!" My princess! There's still a long way to go! β
Dinah lay down obediently, her cold little hands still gripping Lynn's warm, generous hands.
The plane began to glide on the water, and the shaking in the cabin gradually increased, and most of the people were already seated, except for Lynn who knelt beside Dinah, and the companions did not say much when they saw it, either laughing and envy, or worrying about the course ahead.
After takeoff, the roar of the engine weakened slightly, but due to the unsatisfactory weather conditions, the flight was still bumpy, and in order to disguise the track, in the first few hundred kilometers, the plane has been close to the sea surface for low-altitude flight, until entering the southern part of the Norwegian Sea and the North Sea junction area, then gradually climbed to a relatively stable air flow of 3000 meters, in the course of more than two hours, Lynn has been guarding Dinah, until she gradually fell asleep, then lay down on the camp bed next to the side is only a meter apart. This scene may make the other two ladies nostalgic for the happy life of the husband and wife when they were newly married.
When he was fighting on the front line, when he was extremely tired, he was able to fall asleep under the enemy's artillery fire, but during the time he stayed in Las Amos, Lynn basically slept very alertly, and over time formed a habit, and after returning to the base, he couldn't change it back, and now he was surrounded by the roar of the engine, and it was even more difficult to sleep for a long time, and he finally entered the dream, but fell into the nightmare of war. "Yellow Hair", "The Butcher", Eric, LΓΌbeck, Graf, Jonas...... Some of these former comrades-in-arms have been killed, some are missing, their faces look so vivid, they talk to themselves with their mouths long, they smile at themselves, they cover themselves under the rain of bullets...... "Uh! β
Suddenly waking up from her dream, it was pitch black in front of her, and the steady roar of the engine was still in her ears, and it took several seconds to determine where she was, and Lynn sat up with her head propped up in pain.
"Sir, have a nightmare?"
Voflum's voice could be heard nearby, the veteran missed the raid back to his homeland, missed the intelligence operation to North America, spent the most peaceful months at the "Vault" base, and even took the villager to find a garment worker, almost to the point of talking about marriage. Although the operation could last for months and the risks were unavoidable, when he was summoned by Lynn, he agreed without hesitation.
"yes!" Lynn smiled wryly in the dark, "Who has experienced battlefield killings, which one can get rid of the nightmare?" β
Wolfrum sighed and said in a low voice: "I often dream of my comrades-in-arms in the past, and when I dream of the scene when they died in battle, sometimes I feel that it is better to die with them, so that at least I don't have to bear the painful memories of the second half of my life. β
Patting Wolfrum on the shoulder, Lynn got up and sat down next to Dinah, and then said to the veteran who had been through many life-and-death battles with him, "Sleep for a while!" I want to sit like this! β
Wolfrum didn't refuse, and he lay down gently on the camp bed so that he could turn his head and whisper to Lynn.
"Marcos, Carl, Brewer, they're all right now!"
"Well, although intelligence work is more dangerous, it can be regarded as a special experience. Marcos and Carl are currently in Mexico to listen to Lorentz. General Bach's dispatch, Brewer in the United States, said that the son should be relatively wealthy, black market arms dealers...... Oh, everyone has their own fate! A few months ago we were still fighting the Soviets, who would have thought today? Speaking of this, Lynn turned her head to look at the sleeping Dinah, not long ago she was still struggling to survive and that difficult and slim dream, how could she have thought about starting a family and starting a file, let alone that she would be able to marry such a young beautiful wife before her career was successful.
Wolfrum turned his head upwards: "What about a few months?" Sir, what do you think we'll be living in a few months? β
Lynn replied in a slow voice, "A few months...... It may not be much different from now, but I believe that in a few years our lives will be different, maybe ...... We're back on the battlefield. Would you like to, Gordon? β
"Would you like what?"
"Would you like to fight with me on the battlefield again?"
When the question was asked, Lynn lowered her voice and turned her head to Wolfrum, despite knowing that Dinah was plugging her ears.
Instead of answering directly, Wolfrum asked, "You want to hear the truth?" β
Lynn paused, then laughed alone in the dark, and said with a smile: "There are only the craziest handfuls of people in this world who fight for war, and we haven't lost our minds yet!" β
Wolfrum did not laugh, he suddenly said in a very decisive tone: "If the battle is fought for survival, I will not hesitate to follow you forward!" β
"But what is necessary to survive?" Lynn posed herself a distressing philosophical question.
After more than five hours of flight, the He-115, which tried to think of itself as a Curtiss or Schott seaplane, rendezvoused with a waiting barge in the waters of southwestern Norway and spent half an hour refueling before heading for Oslo, the capital of Norway. There the passengers will disembark and become serious Norwegian businessmen, chartering a Norwegian national airline flight to Switzerland, a journey of more than 2,000 kilometers, but even if you include a short stay in Paris, the whole journey will only take a dozen or twenty hours, which is much more convenient than taking a submarine or a boat.
(To be continued)