While Hoffman was doing everything he could to ease Anglo-German relations, conspirators who were trying to kill him in every possible way were meeting.

"Swallow has been arrested, but the police have not been able to get anything out of him, except that he is affiliated with the Longbowmen."

Swallow is Owen's code name, Wright Phillips is very careful when assigning tasks, all the actors are a one-line contact, although it reduces the possibility of cooperation, but also avoids being caught in a net, even Terry only learned about Owen was assigned to act and then missed and was captured.

It was not surprising to him that the British longbowmen were divided into two factions, one was the moderate, who advocated looking at the administrative actions of Black Cat and Attlee, and looking at Germany's attitude towards Britain before deciding whether to take action; One faction is a radical faction, believing that there is no room for compromise between Britain and Germany, and that the so-called détente, coordination, and cooperation are all used by the demon king to tempt the British people, and even if the enemy is strong and we are weak, we must insist on adopting various forms of resistance and cannot let this ruling order be stabilized.

Although the number of radicals is slightly smaller, but the voice is very loud, and they are ready to take action at every turn, even in desperation to take isolated actions, the moderates can neither turn a blind eye, nor can they be disordered, so a deep division has been formed, and this division is also used by the North American side to find the moderates to pass on the news, to find the radicals to carry out the task, simply invincible. Moreover, in the face of the North American faction's request to deliver the message, the modeatists could not refuse that this was their natural mission as a member of the organization.

"I'm sad about the swallow, but his sacrifice is valuable, he not only shows our determination, but also plays a role in scaring the snake, and by the way, he can also confuse the big C." Wright sighed, "Actually, even if he succeeded in detonating it yesterday, it would not have been possible for you to read the newspaper, the Demon King and the Black Cat went to the cemetery, and they were not on that convoy at all!" Our information is still inaccurate and complete. ”

Terry jumped up as if he had been stepped on by his tail: "How can you possibly grasp the route of the convoy without intelligence?" As for Hitler's visit to the cemetery, it was entirely because he changed on the spur of the moment, and you and I are not God, who could have predicted that far away? If you can deliver the news at any time, I'm afraid it's only him and the black cat's adjutant, if you can stretch your hand so long, then just do it yourself, what else do you want us to do? ”

Wright sneered: "I didn't mean that, I mean, if I learned that the Demon King could inform me of the news after the temporary diversion, I would have informed the swallow in time."

"That's his own stupidity!" Terry said hatefully, "If the bomb fails, it fails, why go see it live?" Even if you have to see, why not wait for the right time before you do it, so that you can't wait to run out, don't you think you've lived too long? Do you think Big C wouldn't dare to kill? How did those American commandos die? ”

As soon as he heard the other party mention this matter, the smile on Wright's face froze: the CIA was still bothering to inquire about the whereabouts of these commandos, and Donovan himself was very concerned, and finally heard that Big C used bombs to send all the commandos of hundreds of people into the sky.

When Donovan found out, he also felt a chill in his heart.

"Well, you have a point, what's the clue today?"

"According to last night's stepping point and insider information, we are sure of the Demon King's stay and resting place at Buckingham Palace." Terry handed the other party a piece of paper with a simple drawing outlining the target and the location of the gesture, and Wright frowned and looked at it for a long time, unable to see why.

Terry sneered: "You don't have to look at it, you are not familiar with Buckingham Palace, if you see it, it is equivalent to looking at it in vain, you better give it to someone who knows how to do it, such as 007." Anyway, if you give an order from Canada, there will be countless people here waiting to die for you, and in the end, whether it will work out or not, you will pat your ass and leave, leaving us with a mess. ”

"No, no, no, we've come together for the same goal," Wright blushed, "we're all for Great Britain!" ”

"You can keep this set of rhetoric to fool others." Terry saluted angrily and continued to explain, "The location of the target is relatively easy to identify, but it is heavily guarded, according to observation and understanding, there are no less than 200 guards at any time, and all of them are German soldiers, and the Royal Guards can't get close at all, so don't expect to be able to get through the trick by disguise."

"The black cat just watched him show off his might? Oh, yes, he was originally a puppet supported by the Germans, and he was sorry for his master if he didn't stammer"

"Do you want to do it tonight?"

"Do it, I'll send orders and information to 007!"

"What should I do if I miss?"

"No big deal, I believe in his abilities?" Wright smiled slightly, "It's best if you can succeed, and if you can't succeed, you can also cause trouble to attract attention, Adams will continue to have information here that the Demon King is going to stay in England for a week, we still have time"

After Wright Phillips left, Terry reported to his superior, Campbell, in the evening, and complained, "They say that jackals are thoughtful, deliberate and then act, how do I feel like I'm running into a stunned boy?" With such impulsiveness and recklessness, it's hard to imagine what good it would be for them to kill the Demon King? If it weren't for all of his features and coded cuts, I would have suspected that I had run into a fake. “

Campbell sneered, "You're right, he's not really a jackal. ”

"Ahh

"He is just a small person who is put on the table, used to openly connect all parties and pass on news, the real jackal is hidden behind the scenes, how can he easily show up? Even if the Demon King is really assassinated, he will not necessarily show up."

"Then why are you still putting out a steady stream of news?"

"Isn't it about cooperation? Then I'll cooperate."

"But this is a loss of our comrades!"

"It's not a pity that these idiots are dead! is not obedient, but also reckless, and really takes Canada seriously! ”

Terry sighed silently, he finally understood why the radicals and the moderates who had been arguing before would unite in this "Demon King" operation, and even the moderates uncharacteristically provided all kinds of help and intelligence resources, and now it seems that the situation is very obvious: the moderates have become more and more intolerant of the radicals, and they are using the hands of the Germans and big C to complete the purge, either bow down to the moderates, or become cannon fodder in ashes!

He felt a deep sense of powerlessness, a situation he had never expected, had the situation deteriorated to the point where he needed to purge his organization by the hand of the enemy? What is the meaning of such a "pure" organization? But as a grassroots intelligence officer who receives tasks and delivers news, as the most inconspicuous leaf on a big tree, what way can he interfere with the behavior of other branches?

At 3 o'clock in the morning, it was the moment when fatigue reached its peak, seven or eight black shadows appeared in Buckingham Palace, and then he was familiar with the predetermined target and pounced, and soon arrived at the heavily guarded Führer's collapse, looking at the security forces surrounded like iron buckets, the leader smiled slightly, and threw a special grenade far away to the northwest corner, just to create smoke and sound to indicate the target, and it was not a light weapon for the purpose of killing or injuring at all.

After the dull sound sounded, the whole station was completely alarmed, wave after wave of frightened people rushed towards the accident site, and then was ambushed by an organized group, taking advantage of this gap, the leader quickly removed the night suit on his body, and now he turned into a guard flag soldier, and then advanced towards the target with a STG43 assault rifle, and quickly fought with the German troops who were difficult to distinguish in the dark night.

At such a chaotic moment, while everyone's attention was dizzy, no one expected that a Dodge truck on the periphery would follow the shortcut indicated on the map with a thunderous momentum, and crash down the wall violently, and rushed straight to the house where the Führer was at a frantic speed, and a 7mm Browning heavy machine gun was prominently arranged on the cab, and continued to suppress all the surrounding interception fire with fierce firepower. As a result, the most armored vehicles were deployed on the scene, and the frenzied trucks were quietly erecting recoilless guns while strafing all around with machine guns.

"Boom", the continuous explosions and sudden blows triggered the destruction of two armored vehicles, and the Germans were blinded for a while, I don't know how many enemy troops are rushing towards them, so they can only rely on their will and instinct to fight, organize the interception line with the Führer's residence as the center, and use assault rifles and MG42 to resist the enemy troops, and the officers shouted to move the iron fist and recoilless guns over! Today's enemies are not ordinarily tricky!

"Hold on! Resist! ”

With a "boom", the Dodge truck was finally detonated by a recoilless gun before crashing into the entire house, and the entire truck and half of the house were reduced to rubble, and the huge shock wave and air wave shattered all the glass windows within a radius of 500 meters.

Now not only the Germans were dumbfounded, but even Edward VIII was awakened, and he roared for the Guards to protect the Führer.

"Your Majesty, you can't go, they are now exchanging fierce fire, and rushing there may not only lead to a mistaken attack, but also may lead to worse consequences." What were the worse consequences, Edward VIII was fully aware, and he muttered to himself, "Some Britons have gone mad to such a point?" ”

"Your Majesty, you better go to the basement to hide first, our most important thing is to take care of your safety!"

"Führer!"

"Protect the Führer!"

The crowd roared and fought until dawn broke in the east, and the shouts of killing gradually fell silent