Mussolini's staff, who he thought was a dog, had now stepped out of the building, got into his car, and ordered the driver: "Go back to my apartment! ”

The car started up, and the driver did not speak, but drove the car intently, shuttling back and forth in the traffic and the sea of people. Soon they arrived at their destination, because after all, the staff member's apartment was not far from Mussolini's office.

Returning to his lodgings and closing the door, the staff member suddenly changed his expression. When he was outside, he gave the impression of being sleek and sophisticated, and now he had a solemn look on his face.

He took out a radio station from the dark compartment of the wall and began to report against the codebook. He knew that Mussolini only saw him as a dog, but even a dog had times when his true owner was loyal to him and fought desperately. He sent the report with a smile on his face, because he had finally done his job, the role he had been lurking here for a full 15 years.

Those wasted youth under the neon lights of Rome, those who abandoned their families and the emptiness of love for the good of the motherland, were all rewarded at this moment, so he was satisfied and happy. He knew that his struggle had finally made sense, and that he had finally become the German hero of the Führer, as the Führer said on the radio!

At the German Army Intelligence in Berlin, Gaskoll was standing next to several radio stations, receiving news that was very important to him. Recently, the border guards have reported that Italy is covertly reinforcing the fortifications in the German-Italian border area, which is not good news for Germany.

Italy would not reinforce the fortifications of the German-Italian border area for no reason, and there must be some hidden secrets behind this. Therefore, Gascol hurriedly began to collect information about the Italian side, and even summarized the previous information step by step, hoping to help analyze the reasons for Italy's actions.

Today, however, several of the intelligence stations planted by the intelligence services in Italy have sent back their own information, some claiming that Italian troops are slowly moving, and some of them are the main divisions stationed in Rome, and some claiming that they have noticed that the Italians are frequently holding emergency meetings and acting very suspiciously.

Now, it's just a matter of the most critical senior aide lurking around Mussolini, and he has sent back the news. What Gascoll was so anxiously waiting for was the final word. The time for fixed contact is about to come, and all the secrets are about to be revealed.

"It's coming!" The non-commissioned officer who received the message lit up his eyes, and then began to pull out the encrypted message typed out of the instrument, and the translator waiting on the side began to check the code book and quickly translated the real message.

Gascoll read the translated message, and then his pupils dilated slightly, this document was so important that he didn't know how to get it to the Führer's mansion - whether he held it in his hands or stuffed it into his briefcase......

"My Führer, information from Rome, the capital of Italy!" Gascoll respectfully handed the document in his hand to Accardo, and the contents of this document were enough to change the current situation in the whole of Europe.

Accardo unfolded the document in his hand, and began to look word by word: Mussolini had recently been in frequent contact with the United States because of the ownership of the Libyan oil fields, and the two sides had reached an agreement to announce their withdrawal from the Axis in 10 days. The Italian army was not ready for war, but the Americans promised to provide Italian arms and personnel, and asked the Führer to prepare as soon as possible - Clark Borg.

The final name doesn't really mean anything, and Clark Borg is a code phrase that proves that Mussolini's staff lurking around him is not exposed. If a telegram is sent by someone else, or if a staff member is held hostage and sent back, the signature will be changed to Clark Both.

"It seems that our old buddy, Mr. Mussolini, really cares if we use the Libyan oil fields. Accardo sneered, and then said to Gascoll: "I will immediately activate the emergency plan, and your side will try to investigate as much as possible how accurate this message is." ”

"Regarding the border matter, this intelligence officer is not wrong...... "Gascoll had obviously done a series of homework before coming. As for the intelligence near the Italian border, he opened his mouth and began to report directly: "My Führer, the Italian military is corrupt and has not built a well-established fortification in the border area, they have only symbolically dug trenches and laid some simple obstacles. ”

"Couldn't it be that someone was fooled, right?" Accardo frowned, he was afraid that he had been deceived by almost completely transparent information, after all, the Allies had many good at falsifying information, and they had also deceived Hitler in another time and space.

You must know that Germany's intelligence system this time is almost pervasive, and it has been carefully prepared for more than ten years, and while providing the German army with systematic and almost comprehensive intelligence, it also makes Accardo even more worried about whether the judgment made by relying on the intelligence system is correct.

"My Führer, we have corroborated many things, they did not lay mines in the preset minefields, but only planted a sign nearby to warn them of the danger of the minefields, even if the minelaying task was completed. Then they sold the mines they had purchased to one of our businessmen at a bargain. Gascoll smiled and pointed to the tip of his nose and said to Accardo, "That merchant is my son Gascoll Jr. ”

Accardo nodded, letting go of the guard in his heart, he looked at the information in his hand again, and then said to Gascoll, "Find a way to get me a detailed plan for their deployment." ”

"Yes, my Führer!" said Gascoll saluted, then turned and walked out.

Accardo watched his henchmen from the intelligence department walk out of his office, then grabbed the phone in front of him, and said slowly: "Hey, I'm Accardo, pick me up from the Navy Command...... yes, I'm going to talk to Raeder, I have something to talk to him about. ”

Soon, Raeder's voice came over the phone: "My Führer, may I ask you what is the matter? The Navy has been conducting offshore training near the Baltic Sea recently due to the shortage of fuel, and has not encountered anything that requires you to work hard. ”

"Immediately order the fleet to assemble, the main fleet is ready, and activate the battle plan of the Atlantic Barrier Defense Plan, code-named C!" Accardo said majestically on the phone: "Remember, this time, no failure is allowed!"

Needless to say, there were only two ways for the Allies to enter Italy, one was the Suez Canal, which had been blocked by Rommel, full of mines and artillery, and this road would certainly not work, and the rest was the Strait of Gibraltar. So Accardo's first order, which was given to the navy, was that he needed to strengthen the defense of the Strait of Gibraltar against a possible attack by the Allies.

"Yes, my Führer! I immediately order Admiral Lütjans to lead the fleet to assemble, and then carry out the battle plan codenamed C!" Hearing Accardo's mention of Plan C, Raeder immediately replied solemnly, of course he knew what this plan meant, and the excitement in his heart could not be expressed in words.

His formidable German main fleet, after such a long silence, finally came into battle once again. And this time, he is no longer the weak side, but a fair contest with equal strength.

The former High Seas Fleet always had to retreat when it saw the British, but now his fleet was destined to sail the Atlantic, to deliver a real and unforgettable fatal blow to the old rival British Navy and the new rival American Navy. He had waited for this moment for too long, and thankfully, this time he didn't have to wait any longer.

Putting down the phone in his hand, Accardo answered the phone from another office: "Hey, I'm Accardo, I ordered you to carry out Plan Y against Italy, do you have any questions?"

On the other end of the phone, a hoarse voice replied: "No problem, my Führer...... It's just a slight shortage of manpower, and I hope to use some of the reserve forces. ”

"Okay! make sure you don't go wrong!" Accardo put down the phone in his hand again, he must arrange all the countermeasures on the German side as soon as possible, so as to effectively ensure that the German invasion of Italy can be successfully completed.

After another phone call, Accardo connected to the command of General ****'s Army J. It was already busy there, and Gascoll must have leaked some of the information to the commander of the army group in charge of the Balkans and Italy.

"My Führer, I am secretly mobilizing my troops, the Panzer Division is already assembled and ready to attack, if necessary, in 10 hours. After all, General **** was extremely familiar with his business, and soon took the most decisive countermeasures.

His troops had been in a semi-mobilized state of rotation into the Balkans to purge the guerrillas, and it was not difficult to restore them to a state of full mobilization. After listening to Accardo's orders, he opened his mouth and responded, "No problem, my Führer. As long as the battalion of heavy tanks you promised is in place, it will not be difficult to tear through the Italian line. ”――

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