My own war game

Chapter 278: Boomerang Three Years Ago

The woman left, taking double the amount of milk with her, and looked back from time to time as she reached the street corner.

"Watanabe, I didn't expect you to get into the role so quickly." He Chi walked out from the secret door in the corner.

"Hai! This is all the result of your superior's cultivation. I dare not take any credit for it." The guy who has become Watanabe's boss saluted respectfully.

"I don't quite understand, how can you be sure that she will come back?" He Chi asked.

"To reply to your question, the nutritional content of the milk has been diluted. The sugar and calories in a bottle are not enough to satisfy a growing baby. Once the milk is consumed, she will definitely come here again." Watanabe answered politely without hiding anything.

He Chi remained silent. This behavior of taking advantage of a mother's love was despicable, but he had no better choice at the moment.

This cargo station is an important base in Europe for the intelligence organization "Straw" of the New Japan National Army. Watanabe, as the best student in the class of Jima, became the head of this intelligence station. From the outside, he is just a black market boss with some tricks, and these women who often need to pawn things in exchange for food are his important "clients".

"How much control can you have over a woman like this?" He Chi looked at the shadow that had disappeared at the end of the street corner and asked in an emotionless voice.

"Reporting to you, sir, we are currently in contact with approximately 20 people, 15 of whom can be exchanged for intelligence, and 8 of whom are already under complete control." Watanabe answered with his head down.

During the German occupation period that began in 1940, hundreds of thousands of French women served the German army to varying degrees. Some were forced to do so by life, some were seeking asylum, or some simply wanted to live a better life. In short, many women chose this undignified way of compromise in the face of the difficulties of life.

Since ancient times, the bed has been an important channel for the dissemination of intelligence information. These women have often come into contact with more than one German soldier, so there is a huge intelligence resource between them.

Now the German army is unable to take care of itself, and the stockings, sugar and canned food that they originally used to please the girls are no longer available. The lives of these women who have lost their resources are once again in trouble, and Watanabe has targeted this group of people with his unique vision.

Through the black market freight station, he came into contact with a large number of targets in a short period of time, and finally developed his own unique female intelligence database, and this line became He Chi's reliance.

Under Watanabe's instructions, all kinds of information began to gather in this small shop through the mouths of these women, and He Chi and his colleagues spent their days analyzing massive amounts of intelligence.

"Got it!" Yulia ran over excitedly. "A woman named Beth said before that her bed partner once complained that he was temporarily on duty in an independent building in the North District and was not released for a full half month. The time coincided with the date when Miss Christine lost contact."

"Could it be a coincidence?"

"It's unlikely. Several people have passed on the same information. We have verified it with Philips' testimony. We can basically confirm that it is in that area."

"Watanabe, mark the place that woman mentioned on the map!"

"Hai!"

Boss Watanabe drew a red circle on the map. "Sir, this is a new building built by the Germans. It is said to be used as a weapons testing site. There are no residential areas nearby, so it is very difficult to sneak in."

"I have my own plans for this. Do you have any weapons here? We might need to use them."

"This..." Watanabe opened his mouth in embarrassment, then opened a door and said, "Sir, please follow me."

Later, He Chi understood why Watanabe was in trouble.

One British Type 77, three Luger pistols, two Japanese melon grenades, dozens of kilograms of explosives, plus knives of various lengths. These are all the weapons in this intelligence station.

"Sir, the control of weapons is very strict at this time, and I really have no other choice..." Watanabe said, wiping the sweat from his face.

He Chi was also a little surprised at this time. Apart from the abundant explosives here, there were less than one gun per person. It was obviously impossible to compete with the defending German army with such things.

"Is there any place where we can get weapons? It would be best if they are large-caliber." He Chi gave Watanabe another difficult question.

"This..." Watanabe was puzzled. "Sir, at this time, the guards at the armory may be stricter than anywhere else. I can't think of any place that can..."

"Ma belt!" Watanabe suddenly stopped. "I seem to have heard a woman talking about a rumor that one of her bedmates was on duty in a place in the east of the city. The German said he was guarding some strange weapons."

"Strange weapons? Is the information reliable?" "I'm not sure, but the woman said that the Germans seemed to be very relaxed and even took her there for fun."

"How many German troops are there?"

"About one class."

"Could a place guarded by only one squad be very important..." He Chi thought about it alone for a while, and finally decided to go and take a look no matter what.

Two days later, late at night.

As the Allied forces were making good progress and had occupied the entire western part of France, the German army had already imposed a curfew in Paris and patrolling soldiers could be seen on the streets from time to time.

boom! ! ! !

A crisp gunshot pierced the night sky, shrill whistles sounded in the street, and SS soldiers began to gather in the direction of the gunshot.

"Damn, it's the guerrillas again. This is the third time tonight!" complained the corporal guarding the warehouse.

"Shh, be careful, the Americans and the British have landed in the west, and these rats have been causing a lot of trouble lately." The corporal on the side reminded.

A black shadow suddenly flashed before his eyes!

"Who!" the sentry shouted, raising his gun in alert.

The black shadow actually ignored the other party's raised rifle and slowly approached.

The sentry was about to pull the trigger but was stunned.

Under the moonlight, the dark shadow on the opposite side revealed its shape. It was a black and white pig.

What happened? Pigs on the street? The sentry quickly realized that this place was close to the suburbs and the fence of a farm was broken and the pigs escaped.

They were lucky. The two of them were already thinking about the fat guy opposite them turning into sausage and crispy pork knuckle.

A pair of hands reaching out from the shadows interrupted the two people's thoughts.

puff!puff!
There was a sound like a balloon being punctured, and then only two warm bodies were left on the ground.

There was also a slight sound coming from the rear, it seemed that the Soviets had also succeeded.

What surprised He Chi was that Benjamin actually had the skill to pick locks. He used two small iron wires with hooks to poke open the door of the warehouse.

squeak~
As the door opened, rows of shelves filled with weapons came into view.

"What is this? I've never seen it before." Weapons expert Cabrera fiddled with the strange-shaped gadget in his hand.

"Um... I roughly know how to use these things." He Chi said with a complicated expression as he looked at the labels of things on the shelf.

Jab multi-barrel anti-aircraft rocket launcher, unmanned blasting tank, sticky infantry anti-tank bomb...

There were hundreds of boxes piled up in the corner, with the following words written on them:

Iron Fist

(End of this chapter)