Imperial Overlord

"The intelligence agent we couldn't find... Could it be that this German spy lurking around us is a ghost?" Churchill thought about this in his heart, and then he was amused by himself. EΩ novel www. ┡1XIAOSHUO. COM

How could there be a spy who can't be caught in this world? As long as the other party is exposed, sooner or later his intelligence department will have a way to catch this bastard.

Waved to the intelligence officer who made this guess, Churchill said, "A review by the Air Force is necessary!"

Anyone can see if there is any chance that the Germans had some chance of coincidence in the Battle of Oran in which they sank the battleship HMS Resolve.

The German air raid on 20 radar stations in the British mainland and the complete destruction of them cannot be described as a coincidence.

At the very least, there was an enemy spy on the British Air Force's side who was indeed providing intelligence to the Luftwaffe.

Guessing and guessing, Churchill can't guess what the purpose of this man is, because he can be a senior general in the British mainland, what reason does he have to work for the Germans?

These people had no reason and no motive to provide the Germans with vital information about their homeland. Even Churchill's opponents would not dare to do such a traitorous act lightly.

On the other hand, those who have lived in the UK since childhood, joined the army in the UK when they grew up, and now command the British troops to fight in **** battles with Germany are unlikely to be German spies.

After thinking about it, those officers with German blood, or a less clean background, are unlikely to hold important positions within the army.

Many middle-level officers, because of their German blood, have now been transferred to the reserve. Even if his ancestors have German ancestry, they have been quarantined and reviewed.

In this case, the possibility of the high-level leaking news has been infinitely close to zero.

Deciding to ignore the J-18 convoy for the time being, Churchill dismissed the meeting and let the Navy continue to operate according to the original deployment.

Watching his subordinates leave his office one by one, Churchill really wanted an eye that could see through lies and find the German spy who made him sleepless.

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"Hi! Hitler!" In front of an inconspicuous building in the port of Brest, France, in the middle of a row of parked cars, the doors of luxury cars were opened respectfully.

The SS guards on either side raised their arms and saluted at the car, their high chins all looking the same from the side.

Li Le got out of the car in a hurry, and anyone could see the tiredness on his face.

He took the train all the way and finally arrived at the temporary headquarters of the German submarine force, Brest, on the 10th day.

It used to be an important port for the French Navy, and it was also an important port facing the Atlantic Ocean that the British fleet could not really block.

The shorter the distance to the Atlantic from here, the more time the submarine can stay in the ambush waters.

After a month of renovation, German submarines can be docked here, and simple repairs can be carried out on these submarines.

In order to avoid British bombing, many special docks for submarines are still being built here. It was reinforced with heavy concrete spires, which were difficult to destroy by air strikes.

It's just that these buildings are still under construction, and Li Le is not in the mood to watch these tortoise shells.

"Hi! Hitler!" The navy officers wore decent uniforms with various medals on their chests. One by one, like groomsmen, they showed their best appearance in front of Yuan.

As the commander of the Navy's submarine force, Dönitz was also the de facto commander of the Third Reich Navy, standing in front of Li Le.

"Victory! Yuan!" Seeing Li Le getting out of the car and standing up straight, Dönitz led all the people around him and stood at attention and sang aloud.

You know, he can be said to be a veritable commander-in-chief of the navy, because the nominal naval commander Ryder is actually in charge of the German surface fleet.

At this time, only one heavy cruiser, the Prinz Eugen, could be commanded by Raidl. It was simply a fluffed phoenix that was not as good as a chicken.

"..." Li Le didn't speak, he waved his hand at Dönitz, and made a simple gesture of returning the salute, signaling everyone to finish the ceremony.

He lifted his foot and walked into the unknown building. One by one, the guards inside saluted Yuan, and Sheng Yuan's shout echoed in the corridor.

"How's the preparation going?" Li Le asked Dönitz who was following him as he walked forward.

When Dönitz heard Li Le's question, he seemed very prepared. He has more resources and more troops at his disposal than this day in history.

Li Le supported his submarine construction plan and put in a lot of resources to meet his plan. He had 4 more U-boats in his hands than in August 194o in real history.

Many troops were ambushing the British fleet in the Atlantic at this time, where Dönitz had concentrated 10 U-boats, forming a huge wolf pack.

"My yuan!" Dönitz replied, "I have already followed the instructions to gather the troops."

"Very good! I heard that at the end of this month, you can still get 13 new ocean-going U-boats?" As if asking an unrelated question, Li Le asked about the output of U-boats.

"Yes, Yuan! I can get more submarines, so I can keep more submarines in the Atlantic Ocean." Dönitz replied confidently.

His troops are now the only force of German activity in the Atlantic, and the good news is that this force is still really strong.

"Have you practiced the new wolf pack tactics I told you about?" Li Le asked again about the new tactics.

Dönitz, who had talked with Yuan alone, was slightly used to Li Le's somewhat incoherent way of speaking.

In fact, Yuan's speech does have some inscrutable meanings. He doesn't like to talk about a single thing, and the complicated and escaped content of the conversation will make the other party think that Yuan is knowledgeable and wise.

"Your proposal, including developing a long-range aircraft to provide reconnaissance for submarines, is really a very professional opinion... My yuan." Dönitz agreed with this sentence.

You must know that at this time in Germany, almost everything that can fly is under the rule of Goering. Li Le was able to promise to deploy more reconnaissance planes for Dönitz to use, which already made Dönitz speechless.

After pushing open the door of Dönitz's office, even Bowman stayed outside. Yuan's bodyguard captain Mi Shi helped Yuan in front to close the door and guarded the door.

"Now, I'm talking to you about the secrets of the British gh-67 transport fleet!" After glancing at Dönitz's office, Li Le said back to business.

His eyes flicked across the wall behind the desk, where a half-length portrait of himself hung, and the flag of the Third Reich adorned the corner.

The desk is well-decorated, with two baroque telephones, and some neatly coded documents. The pen holder is placed in another corner, and there are several pens that don't seem to be expensive.

"My submarine force is ready to attack the gh-67 transport fleet at any time..." Dönitz said.

After he finished speaking, he paused, and then asked with doubts: "My Yuan, using intelligence so frequently, will it bring danger to the intelligence provider?"

"You don't have to worry about this, we must use everything we can to win the war!" Li Le signaled him not to mind and said.

He walked to the Atlantic chart hanging in the office, and looked at the dense labels on it, as if he saw countless thin lines with directions and times marked.

These routes were all he had seen from the documents before, and each route was imprinted in his mind, so clearly he couldn't believe it.

It might be the sequelae brought about by the time-travel. What he has seen, the information and records that he has remembered or forgotten, are all remembered in his dreams, and they become unforgettable and incomparably clear.

Li Le looked at the chart and pressed his finger on the clear line marked with the date in his eyes.

From Dönitz's point of view, there was nothing on the chart where Li Le pressed his finger. It was just an ordinary sea area, and there was nothing worth noting.

The fake Yuan, who had traveled to Germany, looked at Dönitz with an inexplicable face, and said, "This is it. Tomorrow, the gh-67 transport fleet will arrive at this location before nightfall."

"If what this transport fleet transports is not so important~www.wuxiaspot.com~ we can leave them alone for now." Dönitz glanced at Li Le and suggested.

in spite of? Li Le sneered in his heart. He didn't really have a spy in the upper echelons of the British, this kind of information is out of date.

It's better to use it frequently, to make the other party's high-level suspicious, and it will be more effective to fall into panic.

Moreover, this transport fleet is indeed worthy of his attack. There are Air Force volunteers provided by the United States, and rare metals purchased from the United States to produce motives...

Of course, there are also the parts of the Spitfire that were processed from the United States. These things are urgently needed by the United Kingdom. It is best to bury them in the Atlantic Ocean, which is in the interests of the Third Reich.

"Don't think so much, General Dönitz! Ambush the gh-67 transport fleet, don't let a transport ship go! Understand?" Looking at Dönitz, who was still hesitant, Li Le ordered word by word.

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