The second update, there will be an update in the afternoon

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Now that the Red Skull has built this gyroplane, it is not surprising that Colonel Filming had the same idea with this success story.

"I see, I'll report back to the Baron when I see him."

"Thank you very much."

Colonel Filmin shook hands with Zhang Yang.

After consulting with Colonel Film, Zhang Yang returned to the common room, pinching the time while waiting for the arrival of Dr. Rolf.

The previous negotiation had been completed, Dr. Rolf must have come by plane, and the current German transport models were nothing more than those models, and all five people present would definitely go up, plus the doctor, the pilot, and maybe a navigator, at least eight people.

The plan was proposed by Zhang Yang, and when he learned that he would accompany the doctor to Germany on a plane, Zhang Yang moved the idea of changing his route halfway.

If they were to make a move after the plane took off, they would force the plane to turn around, head directly to the northwest, cross the English Channel and reach the United Kingdom, anyway, as long as they arrived at the territory of the Allies, everything was easy to say, and the only thing to worry about was how to inform the Allies that it was their own people who were sitting on the plane, not the Nazis.

Everyone else was seizing the time to rest at this time, and Zhang Yang was carefully deducing all kinds of possible situations, and the time passed little by little, and soon reached seven o'clock.

"Bell."

Dr. Rolf hadn't arrived yet, and the old-fashioned wall clock on the wall rang, and Zhang Yang stood up. It was as if the gaze had penetrated the thick walls, and the peaks covered with snow and withered grass, and saw the shadow of the squad.

1 km outside the Mosok base. There is a natural depression halfway up the mountain, and seven or eight people are crowded here at the moment, because the direction of the depression is facing away from the Mossok base, and there are some scattered stones and weeds at the entrance of the cave, which is very hidden, so there is no need to worry about being discovered by the other party or by the air patrol aircraft.

John was the temporary captain of the squad, with the rank of sergeant. He was also the only telegraph operator, and a telegraph machine was placed next to him, and no one dared to make a fire. In order to prevent the target from being exposed, everyone huddled together to keep warm. A soldier was nearby, using a telescope to observe the situation at the Mossok base, and the observers took turns resting.

"Jerry. Any news? ”

John looked at the time. Quietly walked out of the hiding place and crouched down next to the soldier.

"Sir, we haven't heard from them yet." The soldier named Jerry shook his head, and John looked around with his naked eye, except for the lights in the direction of the base, everything else was gray, but the mountains and trees were covered by a thin layer of snow, and the shimmer of the snow reflected made the surroundings not so dark.

"Give me the binoculars."

Jerry handed the telescope to John. Although this military telescope is not the highest multiple, it is more than enough to observe a distance of one kilometer. John looked through the barrel. The defense line at the entrance to the base can be seen lit up, and two wires pulled out of the base provide energy for the lights.

There are no villages and people around the base, so it is not a wire from the outside, but a few diesel generators from the base, like airplanes, diesel generators are also a big eater, except for the command headquarters and the wind tunnel test site during the day, the power supply is stopped in other places, and the power supply will be regularly supplied only at night.

The temperature here can reach minus seven or eight degrees at night, the wind blowing in the recess makes John feel as if someone is scraping his face with a knife, and in the telescope, you can see that the two MG42s are lonely, only two guards are left outside, rubbing their hands together. The rest of the men had already gone into the cabin, which had a brazier lit and a pot of hot water on it, around which a group of German soldiers sat next to each other.

The conditions at the base were very difficult, especially since they were not yet the Air Force, but the Army responsible for guarding the entrance to the valley, and several shifts of personnel worked in shifts, on average two night shifts a week, but fortunately, this base was relatively remote, and there were not so many battles to fight.

The most likely thing is that it is an attack launched by the Allied air force, but as long as you hear the alarm of the base in advance and evacuate to the bomb shelter in time, there is not much danger.

A young German corporal was rubbing his baby face, which could be seen to be very young, and at the moment he complained a little: "Damn it, it's too cold, and when the war is over I got the government subsidy, I decided to move to the south with my sister, I heard that it doesn't snow there in winter." ”

"South? Where can you go? Spain, Italy, or Morocco? ”

An old soldier to his right said with some sarcasm: "Son, if you want to go without snow all year round, I think you have to move to Egypt, where not only does it not snow, but it does not rain." ”

"I'm going to a place with a beach, not a desert!"

The young German corporal blushed, and he didn't know whether it was because of excitement or cold, and waved his arm and retorted: "I want to move to Portugal, which is very close to Africa, next to the Mediterranean Sea, and it will be very convenient to travel to Italy and Greece when the time comes, and my sister has always wanted to go to Italy." Girls should stay away from war, and finding a gentleman to marry is what they should do! ”

"Wow!" Someone whistled in the room, apparently interested in his sister.

The veteran who had previously sarcastically mocked the young corporal touched the corporal cheekily at the moment and said, "Look at me, I think I have always been a good gentleman." ”

"Old rye, don't dream, if Vincent's sister marries you, it will be a waste of time!"

"Hahahaha, the old rascal still wants to pretend to be a gentleman, Vincent, don't fall for him!"

Everyone was coaxed for a while, and the old rye's face was blue and red, but he had been here all the year round, and he had already developed a cheeky face, and he was familiar with the coaxing of everyone, and still asked the young Corporal Vincent if it was possible for him to marry the other party's own sister.

As a result, Vincent looked at the old rye for a long time before he spit out: "If my sister chooses you, I will hang you on the mountain to shoot targets, or use 88mm anti-aircraft guns, and even save money for digging graves." ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, and Old Rye was also frightened by the young corporal's sharp answer, and only after a while did he come back to his senses and smirk a few times, and kept silent about the matter.

Such a thing is just a small episode, as the soldiers have fun in their leisure time, there is no real hatred, so no one cares.

The leader of this team, Ensign Francson, glanced at the watch in his hand, the hands on it were already aligned with the number 7, exactly seven o'clock, and then clapped his palms.

"Soldiers, it's time, old rye, Agron, you two are ready to change shifts."

"Yes."

When it was their turn, Old Rye and the German soldier named Egren reluctantly left the brazier, then put on their military coats and went out for a change of shift. As soon as they got out of the wooden house, the oncoming cold wind suddenly made the two of them shiver.

"Gegege (the sound of chattering teeth), after the fire came out, it was even colder!"

"Nonsense, hurry up, both of our faces are numb."

The two soldiers, who had long been frozen, shoved the rifles in their hands into the hands of the old rye, took three steps and two steps into the warm cabin, and closed the door with a snap, leaving the old rye and Agron looking at each other, and finally reluctantly accepted their fate, and walked to the position where the two had just been and continued to be on duty.

"The Germans have just changed shifts."

John saw this scene through the binoculars, and the watch in his hand was already seven o'clock at the moment, reaching the last time agreed by Zhang Yang and them, and since entering the base in the afternoon, there has been no news from the five of them.

"No matter, if they weren't captured, they would definitely find a way to take advantage of the opportunity to leave, Jerry, you keep watching, I'll send a telegram."

"Yes, sir."

Jerry took the binoculars again, and John hurried back to his hiding place, everyone else was pretending to sleep with their eyes closed at the moment, and when they left, they had left their food and clothes behind, and the mountain recess was a leeward place, and the mountain wind couldn't blow in, so it wasn't cold.

The sight of John coming in made most of the people open their eyes.

"Any news?"

John shook his head: "Not yet, it's seven o'clock now, we can't wait any longer, first report to the telegram above, we continue to wait here to meet them." ”

The others glanced at each other and nodded in agreement, this qiē was all agreed in advance, and random changes would disrupt the original deployment.

The telegraph they carried was a common model made in the United States, equipped with batteries as an energy source, which was more convenient for individual soldiers to carry, and it was a specially approved one for this mission, and this team tried to protect the integrity of the telegraph even during the battle.

Telegraph is divided into wired and wireless, they carry this belongs to the wireless telegraph, more suitable for field use, whether it is wired or wireless telegraphy, there is a limit on the transmission distance, either increase its power, or increase the relay station for signal transfer, theoretically speaking, if there are enough relay stations, the telegraph can be transmitted very far.

"Didi, Didi......" John stared intently at the telegraph, for fear that a distraction would send the wrong signal.

The interval between the passage of guò current, which could produce signals of different lengths at the other end, was encoded according to certain rules, and became a telegraph, and with the continuous pull of John's finger, the wireless telegraph quickly sent out a series of signals, which quickly disappeared in the cold night sky. (To be continued......)