In the dimly lit basement, the Junkers officer, who was in charge of the soldiers' garage in the Führer's mansion, walked back and forth impatiently, he put his hands behind his back, glanced at the silent ghost and others, and asked angrily: "When are you going to do it? The Gestapo and the SS must have discovered something for this to happen......

"Calm down! if our cooperation is noticed, even a little, they will transfer you out of here. The ghost smiled, waved his hand and said: "They are only targeting a part of the Junker nobles, because there are too many Junker nobles in Germany, and almost all the officers have some inextricable ties with the Junker nobles, so your Führer did not directly kill officers like you." ”

"Then why don't you do it? If you wait like this, our system will be destroyed, so what's the difference between doing it and not doing it?" Officer Juncker said impatiently.

"You should know! This is an operation that can only succeed, not fail!" the ghost frowned and replied to him, "Our country, your group, are waiting for the success of this assassination of Accardo, which could save thousands of lives!

He glanced at the Six of Hearts, the Six of Hearts shook his head imperceptibly, the ghost gritted his teeth, ignored him and continued: "And it won't take long, since you said that he will go out on time at 10 o'clock tomorrow and go to the Navy General Staff to stabilize people's hearts, then we will do it tomorrow!"

"Okay! I'll arrange it at once!" the lieutenant colonel officer of the Junker aristocracy lit up. nodded and immediately said, "I'm going to do this, and we'll do it early tomorrow morning!"

As soon as the officer left, the Six of Hearts hurriedly spoke: "You know that we are not ready, at least we only know the time of Accardo's three trips, but we can't calculate how long Accardo can sit in the car." ”

"Although our plan was not seamless, we still had a high success rate. The ghost smiled and said, "And this is a godsend, even if we fail, we can gain a lot!"

"What's the gain if you fail?" asked Paul, a thief who, despite his long training in England, still didn't have a very bright mind, was stunned for a moment.

"What would you think if Accardo was still alive? He just bloodied a lot of Junker nobles, and as a result, he was attacked this time, and if it were you, what would you think?" said the ghost with a smug smile: "We have planted a seed of distrust between Accardo and the Junker nobles, and sooner or later, it will take root." ”

"In that case, let's do it!" said Six of Hearts with a nod......

Although it was already mid-January, the war had already begun for 11 days. But the temperature in Berlin is still so cold that people have to wrap up before going out.

"Long live the Führer! Good morning, Lieutenant Colonel. When the guard on duty at the gate saw his commander get out of the car, he immediately raised his arm and saluted.

"Hurry up. The lieutenant colonel ignored the saluting guards, beckoned to the truck behind him, and said: "You have an hour to clean the garage, it is your honor to be able to serve the Führer, and cherish this labor." ”

Three men of different stature jumped out of the truck, cleaning tools in their hands. The greeting guard frowned as the three men made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Lieutenant Colonel, how did you change people this time?" In the end, the guard didn't think much about it, just opened the iron door behind him, and asked casually with a smile.

"Oh...... Change a group of people to avoid any accidents when you get acquainted. With that, he led the three sweepers into the car parking lot that led to the basement of the Führer's Guard. And the soldier saw his commander leading people in, lit a cigarette, and stood by the iron gate and lazy.

As soon as I entered the car parking lot, I saw more than a dozen Mercedes-Benz cars parked in various designated places. You can travel with Accardo's cars, which are not ordinary cars, but luxury cars carefully produced by Mercedes-Benz.

The ghost and the others came to the garage, and without looking at the luxury cars, they went straight to the vent connection. They took off their janitor's camouflage jacket and had pliers and hammers wrapped around them. They took all the tools off their bodies and put on the cleaners' overalls.

The lieutenant colonel stood at the entrance, helping the three of them to watch the wind, and the ghost and the six of hearts began their intense homework. They used pliers to unscrew the screws that had rusted many years ago, only to find that the entire iron fence had been rusted and corroded into a whole with the iron pipes inside.

Because of the open environment of the garage, they could not use a hammer to knock on the iron fence, so they had to use tools to pry little by little. Sweat trickled down the tip of the ghost's nose onto the concrete floor, and time passed as they worked.

With a soft cough, the ghost quickly reached out and grabbed the cleaning tools around him as quickly as possible, stood up and pretended to sweep the floor. The six of hearts itself is relatively tall, so he didn't stand up, but just pressed his hands on the ground and wiped the corners of the wall with a linen cloth.

Apparently it was strange that all three of them were busy in the corner, so Paul took the tool in his arms, kicked his legs against the wall, and slid his whole body to the bottom of the car, and he hid the tool, and quickly climbed out of the other side of the car, as if he was working.

He had barely assumed his pose when two guards walked in at the entrance. Two guards with submachine guns on their backs walked into the parking lot, saluted the lieutenant colonel at the door, and continued their patrol. They glanced at Paul, then told a joke, laughed and walked into the distance, and Paul, whose back was covered with dust because he had just glided on the ground, had to turn around little by little, and face the two patrol men who were routinely checking.

The sound of the two men laughing faded away, and Paul dared to turn around, let out a long breath, and slapped his work clothes. And across a car, the ghost and the Six of Hearts began to dismantle the rusty ventilation pipe again.

"Bang!" There was a small crisp sound, and a corner of the rusted iron railing at the seal of the ventilation pipe fell off, revealing a gap. The ghost's eyes lit up, and he grabbed a screwdriver and began to pry desperately at the gap, and Paul tucked his gloves into the gap to prevent the screwdriver from making a noise when it was prying back and forth.

With this gap, the movement of several people was much faster, and after a while, the second corner was pried up, and the rusty iron fence was pulled apart from one side like a heavy gate by the two taller men.

"According to the design drawings, because Accardo was the head of state, the entire interior of the presidential palace, which is now the head of state, was renovated once, so the vents over there should be new, and you can enter it by unscrewing it. The ghost said, "Paul, you and I ...... you."

At the end of the corridor, a group of German soldiers, all dressed in SS uniforms, looked tall and magnificent. The ghost looked at his pocket watch, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and glanced at Paul, "You go by yourself, it's too late!"

Then he had to push the iron fence back into its original position, and then block the gap that could not be closed by prying. Paul, who had already gotten in, had to crawl to another vent not far away with his tools.

"Get in the car! let's go!" the SS officer at the head greeted the garageman, lieutenant colonel, and boarded the car with the soldiers. The engine began to roar, and the ghost smiled and nodded to a German soldier. At his feet, he quietly blocked a rusty screw behind the heel.

No one paid attention to the Germans who hurried in, and the pitch-black ground also hid a lot of metal debris and falling dust, so when a few cars drove out of the underground garage, no one noticed the change in these small details. But the thrilling scene still played out, a car drove away at the end, and the few tools that Paul had just hidden under the car were left on the ground, and no one even noticed.

On the other hand, Paul had unscrewed all the screws, crept to the brightly lit Führer's garage, put aside the new and heavy iron fence, leaned against the load-bearing pillar, and gasped for air.

With his back to the post, he took out the explosives from his pocket, put them at his feet one by one, took out the timer pen from his jacket pocket, and then took out the equipped pliers from the back of the box, ready to crush the glass vial inside.

However, at this time, he realized that no matter how harsh the training he usually undergoes, he still feels nervous after coming to the scene. His hand holding the pliers trembled incessantly, and he didn't listen to the call.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, threw the broken timer pen aside, and took out the second one to continue the operation, but failed again.

He then took out a third one, successfully set up the timer device, and then he inserted the timer pen into the explosive, and continued to set up the other one—to be on the safe side, the ghost's plan was to use two bombs to detonate at the same time and blow up the whole car. With this success, Paul was much quicker to set up the second timer pen, and he succeeded the first time.

Little by little, he escaped the sight of the soldiers in the duty room with the bomb in his arms, climbed to the bottom of Accardo's special luxury Mercedes Benz, and installed two explosives next to the car's fuel tank.

But before he could get out of the car, he heard the voice of the driver of the car and Anna, the secretary of the Führer, coming as they confirmed their itinerary -- there was no escape! Paul reached for the pistol at his waist under the car.