My own war game

Chapter 281 Action in Advance
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An egg was cracked and He Chi used a whisk to spin it continuously in the bowl.

This is a kitchen that is completely isolated from the outside world. All the ingredients are prepared by the owner at the beginning, and He Chi even needs to expose his hands completely when working.

He had to do this because two SS soldiers with guns were watching him closely.

"What do you mean? Are we prisoners?" Benjamin, who was wearing makeup, protested unhappily.

"Whatever you think, it doesn't matter if you insist on thinking so." Mania shrugged aside, "At least you have to stay here until you make food that satisfies me."

Then the charming female captain immediately changed her appearance. She gently hooked Benjamin's palm with her little finger and said in a flirtatious voice, "Okay, leave the rest to the chef. Can you tell me the story of last time? The one during the last war."

He Chi took a quick glance at the woman. He tried to use the psychology he had learned to analyze the guy opposite, but the conclusion he came to was completely contradictory.

Sometimes she looks seductive, sometimes aggressive, and sometimes you can read pure love in her eyes.

What kind of experience created such a strange personality?

But now that things had come to this, he could only do as the other party asked - and prepare a rich and luxurious German meal.

The other party was very cautious, and almost every dish was prepared under supervision and tasted by the chef.

When He Chi brought out the last dish, four hours had passed.

The female SS captain sniffed the dishes on the table with some intoxication, nodded with satisfaction, and then pointed at four of the dishes and instructed the soldiers, "Pack them up and keep them warm."

"Sir, what about the rest?"

"Of course, dump it all out."
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At [Straw]'s hiding spot, two people have taken off their chef's uniforms.

"He, what is she doing? Why did she cook so many dishes and ruin them all in the end?" Benjamin asked curiously.

He Chi pondered for a moment and said, "Asking the chef to prepare a large number of dishes each time and then only using a few of them can greatly reduce the risk of poisoning."

"He doubts us?"

"No, if that were the case, we would have been arrested directly." He Chi shook his head and said, "This should be a means of protecting important people. She may be preparing meals for more important people."

"Who could it be? Choltitz is here?" (Then Commander of the Paris Defense)

"Probably not. Our people have been monitoring this building recently. This person may not be of a very high status. He may just be of a relatively important position in the woman's heart."

He Chi knocked on the door beside him and said, "Watanabe! Come in!"

"Hai! Sir, please give your instructions." Boss Watanabe walked in respectfully.

"I heard that your trading company has contracted the sugar supply in this area, is that right?" He Chi's tone was a little anxious.

"Yes! That's true." Watanabe showed a smile of accomplishment on his face.

"Give me the list of people who will enjoy the sugar supply, the sooner the better!" He Chi instructed.

"Please wait, I'll be there soon." Watanabe trotted out and heard the sound of "dong dong dong" in his ears.

"He, I am getting more and more confused. Why do you want the list of personnel who have sugar?" Benjamin on the side did not understand the situation at all. "Come, let me explain it to you clearly." While Boss Watanabe was leaving, He Chi explained to Benjamin, "Sugar is not a necessity for life, but it is a very important material. The resources of the German army are very tight now. Sugar is definitely a scarce material. Only people with a certain status can enjoy it."

"According to my estimation, this kind of precise per-person rationing system cannot be implemented on a large scale, at least for mid-level officers and above..."

"Sir, here is the list, please take a look." Watanabe respectfully handed over an account book.

Watanabe, who was born as a merchant, kept a very detailed account book, accurately recording every change in the sugar supply every month. He Chi flipped through the pages one by one...

Suddenly, his hand stopped at the end of the page of the account book, and his eyebrows began to twitch involuntarily.

Then the Oriental was silent for a moment, stood up and ordered, "Call Jima and the others back, the operation has been advanced."

He Chi then trotted towards the room where weapons and explosives were stored.

"What's wrong? Didn't you say that we should take action after confirming Ms. Christine's condition? You look very unhappy. Did something happen?" Jima asked with concern as soon as she entered the door.

"Why is it suddenly ahead of schedule? Those mini tanks have not been debugged yet. It will probably take at least three days." Yulia came in with tools.

"The explosives have not been fully deployed, and the water network in the north is only half completed." This is Cabrera, who is in charge of the blasting.

He Chi shook his head. "Never mind. I may have made a mistake. There is no other way but to act as soon as possible. Act tonight, otherwise it will be too late!"

Several people looked at each other and said nothing.

Everyone left, and the previous account book fell to the ground. The last page read
"Starting from August 8, the sugar supply for the North District will be increased by one person, ration standard: Colonel, name: Mario Metzer"
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February 1944, 8, late at night.

dong dong dong~~
There was a knock on the door in the dark corner. Christine put down the book in her hand, turned around and looked at the iron gate 5 meters away.

dong dong dong~~~
The knocking on the door continued, at a steady pace, just like a hotel waiter politely asking the hostess to get up, except that the sound was somewhat out of tune with the surrounding scenery.

"Please come in, I won't open the door for you." Christine said in a mocking tone.

With a clang, the chained cell door was opened, and Manya walked in along with a man emitting a cold aura.

"Cough cough cough!!!!" The damp air was inhaled into the lungs and the other party began to cough uncontrollably. The female captain wanted to support him but was rejected.

A chair was pulled out and the man sat opposite, revealing a single cold and silent eye.

"Time flies. It's been more than 20 years, ma'am. You are more charming than ever." The other person's voice sounded as if polished by sandpaper.

"Mr. Metzer? I didn't expect to meet you here. It's just a pity that after so much time, you are still doing the dirty thing of invading others." Christine straightened her back and did not show any sign of being inferior.

Facing the accusation, Metzer showed no extra emotion. "I told that Asian man back then that there is no personal hatred between you and me. I just want a better future for the empire. It was like that 20 years ago and it is still like that now."

"Ma'am, our last conversation took place at the dining table, so let's continue this time."

Metzer gave a slight signal, and Mania behind him acted as a waiter, placing several dishes on the table.

The last dish was a crispy roasted pork elbow.

(End of this chapter)