The Death List Novel - Chapter 129

Chapter 129 Heracles Plan
“Second Lieutenant, this is a personal item sent to you by the gendarmerie. If you need anything else, please contact the hotel reception desk!” The lobby manager in a black tuxedo placed a small wooden box on the coffee table and bowed out of the room.

Qin Lun looked up at the luxurious hotel suite. It was only five minutes walk from Marion Square and could be considered the most upscale hotel in Munich. The furnishings in the guest room are mainly rosewood and sandalwood. They are elegant and noble, with the classical noble style of the Renaissance.

Opening the wooden box sent by the hotel manager, Qin Lun flipped through the personal belongings that Gerhardt had left in the gendarmerie before he went to prison.

There weren’t many things in the wooden box. There was a Luger pistol, a WEMPE German Aviation Watch, and some miscellaneous notebooks and small items. The most eye-catching was an iron cross medal with a small Nazi swastika in the middle.

Qin Lun’s eyes lit up. He took out the Iron Cross Medal, put it on his collar, and proudly walked around in front of the mirror.

When he was reading history books in Handan Prison, he liked this medal of honor that represented courage and dedication, especially the Iron Cross Medal awarded by the Third Reich in history.

After admiring himself for a while, Qin Lun finally poured himself a glass of red wine and sat down on a mahogany chair, thinking about what Scolzini had said to him that day.

World War II in this spacetime was different from what Kieran knew. The Germans conquered Stalingrad at the end of 1942 and surrounded Moscow again in the summer of 1943, forcing Stalin to make the decision to move to the Far East at the end of the year.

The Allied invasion of Normandy, nearly a year earlier, began in July 1943, and lasted for three months. The decision of the Americans to easily pluck the fruits of victory turned into a catastrophe.

By the end of 1944, apart from the Asian battlefield, the number of American casualties on the European battlefield had reached three million, with more than sixty percent of the casualties, more than a dozen times the number of casualties in Kieran’s time and space.

However, perhaps due to the historical inertia of another space-time plane, the Third Reich was still slowly dying, even though it was stronger and more brilliant.

In 1945, the Third Empire was also under the siege of the whole world, bleeding to the point that it could not control itself and walked into the dusk of the empire.

However, the other Western powers were even more tired of this protracted war and couldn’t wait to end it. At this time, the SS Foreign Intelligence Service received a top-secret report.

The leaders of the three nations, including US President Roosevelt, Soviet leader Stalin and British Prime Minister Winston Churchill, will meet in Casablanca, Morocco’s largest city, in a week’s time.

The details of the meeting were not mentioned in the intelligence report. Based on the clues available, the Intelligence Service analyzed that the three main allies of the meeting would conduct an integration of their own unconventional war forces. The combined strength of the Allied Powers might increase by leaps and bounds, which would be extremely disadvantageous to the future war situation of the Third Empire.

After obtaining this information, the SS Foreign Intelligence Service immediately reported it to Imperial Head Hitler. Hitler ordered Germany’s best warriors and special abilities to form a special force.

After the formation of the Special Operations Team, it will be led by the Commander of Fort Onin Special Forces, Lieutenant Colonel Skorzini, to Casablanca, Morocco, immediately. The primary objective of the operation was to assassinate the three Allied heads of state, while the secondary objective was to detect the unconventional warfare forces being planned and integrated by the three major powers.

The Special Operations Team’s battle plan was codenamed the main mission of the apostles-Heracles!

Heracles was one of the most famous heroes in Greek mythology, the son of Zeus and Alkmene. He was hated by Zeus’ wife Hera because of his birth, and he later completed twelve missions that King Eurasius deliberately made difficult for him, which he called “impossible”.

The German headquarters named the battle plan Heracles, which showed the difficulty of the battle plan, just like the twelve “impossible” missions Heracles had encountered. Heracles had finally accomplished twelve missions, and he had placed his hopes on the task force that the Imperial Head, Hitler, had placed on them.

Qin Lun grinned as he looked at the contents of the mission that had already been displayed on the death list, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth. He loved the task that had been filled with uncertainties and challenges from the beginning.

No wonder the difficulty of this mission extended from sergeant major level to quasi-colonel level. If they wanted to participate in the assassination of the three Allied leaders, they really had to be third-grade high-level apostles to have this ability.

If it weren’t for the fact that the Special Operations Team had other powerful storyline characters, Qin Lun would have given up regretfully. He liked challenges and mysterious adventures, but the prerequisite was not death.

After resting in the hotel for only half a day, the commander of the Rangers, Skorzny, came over. Apart from the special forces of Fort Oning, there were also two men and a woman traveling with him.

“Gerthard, this is Captain Burke from the Air Force Paratroopers … This is Baron Weidenbaylor and Lady Monica!” Scorzini pointed at the two men and a woman and introduced them.

Qin Lun looked at the three from left to right. Captain Burke, who was also a lieutenant, wore a field blue uniform. His expression was solemn, his waist straight, and he shook hands with him succinctly. His strict smile carried a trace of indifference. He was a typical German soldier.

Baron Weidenbaille had a handsome face and was about thirty years old. He had a big back and a moustache. He wore a grey dress with a vest and a white shirt and a black top hat.

When the baron saw Qin Lun looking at him, he took off his hat, put his cane under his arm, and politely extended his hand.

“Nice to meet another German battle hero!” Weidenbailer’s gaze swept past Qin Lun’s Iron Cross Medal, smiling and nodding in greeting.

“Nice to meet an orthodox Juncker, too!” Qin Lun imitated Gerhardt’s indifferent expression and said calmly, “However, the empire has already abolished the title of noble. It doesn’t seem appropriate for you to call yourself a baron!”

(Germany abolished the noble title system during the Weimar Republic.)

“Haha, my title was awarded by the German Emperor, not by me!” Weidenbaylor smiled and shrugged his shoulders, “I don’t care if there’s a title or not. I’m just used to the name of familiar friends. Everyone continues!”

“Please forgive my rashness!” Qin Lun apologized at the right time, but he was still a little surprised.

There were only three people in the German Empire who could be called emperors, William I, Friedrich III, and William II. Even William II, who abdicated in 1918, was 27 years away.

If it was really as Weidenberg had said, his baronial title was personally conferred by the German Emperor, and since then he had been accustomed to being called by familiar friends. Then he must have obtained the title as early as 1918, and he should have been an adult by then. He definitely wasn’t as old as he looked to be in his thirties.

Looks like he’s probably one of the strange men that Lieutenant Colonel Skorzny mentioned! Qin Lun’s mind spun as he looked at the last member of the Rangers, who was also the only lady.

Compared to Weidenbaylor, who was dressed in a tuxedo, Mrs. Monica was less like the main force of the Rangers who wanted to participate in combat missions. The madam wore a small hat with a flower arrangement and was dressed in a royal royal dress. Outside was a black princess dress, and inside was a shirt embroidered with ribbons and laces. There was actually a velvet shoulder on her shoulder.

Apart from the discord between her clothes and the atmosphere, Lady Monica seemed to be a mature beauty of the Imperial Sister Style, knowledgeable and reasonable. The slender figure outlined by the princess’ skirt protruded forward and raised backward, her eyebrows slender, and her chin rounded. Although her cheeks were sliced and her cheekbones were slightly high, she still had the cold and arrogant beauty unique to Eastern European beauties.

“It’s an honor to meet you, beautiful madam!” Qin Lun bowed with a straight waist.

“Second Lieutenant Gerthard, please don’t be too polite!” Mrs. Monica took off her gloves and stretched out her hand in front of Qin Lun.

Monica’s actions stunned Qin Lun. She quickly regained her senses and hurriedly took the woman’s small hand and kissed her lips.

“Haha!” The young man’s clumsy kiss caused everyone to chuckle subconsciously.

“Alright, except for Mr. Klug, the interrogation expert hired by the Intelligence Service, all the Rangers in Munich have arrived!” Skorzny clapped his hands and drew everyone’s attention back to him. “Everyone, please be patient and don’t go out! We will take the special train to Hamburg in the afternoon. After gathering a few other members of the Rangers from Berlin, we will set off for Casablanca immediately!”

Skorzny then asked about the weapons and equipment they needed and left alone. In the late afternoon, not only did the SS lieutenant colonel bring back the weapons that everyone had requested, he also brought along the interrogation expert, Klug.

Even though his physical appearance was completely different, Qin Lun quickly recognized the familiar “interrogation expert” and the other serial killer-Grant the Clown.

When everyone arrived at the military station outside Munich, Qin Lun also saw Lin Feng, Xiaolian, and Lily the Demon from the Special Forces. Lin Feng was the messenger of the Rangers, and Xiaolian was the field ambulance.

When Qin Lun saw Lily’s identity, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. Lily had actually changed from a demon to a storyline beauty. She was an enchanting secretary. If this was not the evil taste of the shattered starry sky, then it was estimated that when it gave the apostles their identities, it had fully assessed the role of the apostle’s personality that was most suitable for them.

The train was an armored army deployed by the German military. Its carriage and front were covered in thick steel armor, and there was a 650 mm train cannon in the middle. Apart from that, there was also a squadron of Oningburg Special Fort soldiers on the train. They were the most basic human resources of the Rangers.

If they could arrive safely in Casablanca, the squadron would be responsible for creating chaos in the city and cutting off missions under the Heracles Plan. All the German special forces in the squadron, including several medical personnel and messengers, have written their suicide notes and none of them intend to leave Casablanca alive.