Romanian Eagle

Nils walked into the train station as usual while Shirka and Vasily took the bank. The heavily guarded train station is like his home, allowing him to come and go freely.

Comrade Shidnov, please cooperate with us in the inspection now.

But this time, Nils was stopped by the guards when he entered the station. Seeing that the other station staff were treated like this, Nils also spread his hands generously.

Then please check.

Then he continued to ask casually: Peter, is there a big man at the station today?

Faced with Nils' words, Peter, the guard who was meticulously examining him, said, I'm sorry, I can't answer your question, it's going to be a mistake.

After the inspection, no suspicious items were found, only a small alarm clock was in his hand, and the guards naturally let him in.

Other workers who had been inspected also greeted Nils when they saw Nils walk in.

Shidnov, good morning.

Ivan, you are early too.

Shidnov, don't you find it troublesome to have an alarm clock every day?

Get used to it, you can't forget it.

Nils greeted the co-workers all the way, passed the patrolling soldiers all the way, and finally came to his own post.

That's right, Nils is an indispensable switchman at every station, specializing in the tracks that go in and out of train boards.

Nils walked slowly into the workshop beside the railway tracks of the station, put on his uniform and put the alarm clock into his work bag, which also contained tools such as the inverted pole that he usually used.

At this time, he looked up and looked around and found no one, and took out a black iron box from his cabinet. Lifting the lid of the box revealed a jumble of parts, wires, and batteries in front of him, with a book under it. Nils carefully opened the book, and there were several detonators and explosives at the bottom of the iron box.

He took out the detonator and explosives, bundled them together, and connected the wires to the detonator. Then take out the battery and connect one end to the line, and the other end to the beeping wheel of the alarm clock with the back cover removed. Then bundle it with a detonator-mounted dynamite, and a simple ticking time bomb is ready.

See the work made in a few minutes,

Niles laughed at himself: Fortunately, the craftsmanship is not unfamiliar.

After finishing it, Nils closed his closet and walked out of the workshop.

Next is the moment to unleash the power of this little guy. Nils already has a target. He knows that some ammunition is still stored in the warehouse. This is the perfect target to create chaos and the movement is definitely loud enough.

Nils walked slowly towards the warehouse at the station. There were many soldiers patrolling back and forth along the way, and he was not nervous at all, and even greeted the soldiers he knew.

Just as he was about to reach the warehouse, a high-pitched whistle sounded in the station, and at this time a group of soldiers ran out, and they were on guard at the nearest railroad track near the warehouse.

Nils took the opportunity to retreat to the warehouse, and listened to the speech of the leading officer, trying to find out the most useful information for him.

Alert, the train is coming soon, no one else is allowed to approach.

The words of the leading officer gave Nils a lot of useful information. There is a train to the station, and it is very important, no doctors and nurses are not transporting the wounded. Stopping at the platform and by the warehouse, it seems to be transporting important materials. Through the look of a group of waiting soldiers standing next to the warehouse, Nils determined that this was going to be moved to the warehouse for temporary storage.

After analysis, Nils felt that this was his chance. He retreated to an unoccupied corner, quietly took out the prepared time bomb from the tool bag, and inserted it into his waist, completely covering it with the slightly fluffy station uniform. The bomb on the waist. When ready, Nils stepped aside and waited for his chance.

Within two minutes, a train, still smelling of gunpowder, was sprayed with steam and stopped on the railroad tracks guarded by soldiers. There are a lot of materials covered by canvas on the flat carriage, and there are even uncovered artillery and ammunition boxes at the rear. At this time, the transport soldiers who had been waiting for it immediately stepped forward to carry it, and Nils observed a good time to place the time bomb at this time.

Through nearly ten minutes of observation, Nils saw a good opportunity. It turned out that many of the materials transported at this time were quilts to keep out the cold at night, and these were all trapped in large packages. When the two teams of transport soldiers were blocked from sight by an angle, Nils quickly stepped forward and took out a time bomb from his waist. After setting the time, he stuffed it into the big bag that fell on the last transport soldier. In the quilt, even at this time he still had time to cover up the traces he put in.

Then he pretended to pass by and left here quietly. From beginning to end, the soldier whose shoulders resisted the quilt did not notice that the goods had been touched. Carry directly to the warehouse next to the ammunition to unload the load on the shoulder. Then, gasping for breath, he began to carry out the work again and again.

After finishing all this, Nils returned to the workshop and changed his clothes, and quietly left the train station on the grounds that he had suffered from an old problem in his waist under the concern of the workers. At this time, the small alarm clock placed on the time bomb in the quilt has five minutes to go before it rings.

Five minutes later, a loud explosion sounded from the station's warehouse, and the ammunition stored in the warehouse was detonated by a time bomb placed by Nils. The impact of the explosion turned the warehouse into powder, and it also triggered ammunition on the train parked next to it, and the successive explosions even threw a cannon high, and the barrel was smashed on the station building. The Soviet Russian soldiers who were being transported and guarded suffered heavy casualties.

The Soviet-Russian commander who witnessed all this defending the station said with a trembling voice to the motionless staff officer beside him: Call Comrade Mozhilov and let him know that the explosion at the station cannot be ruled out as the possibility of an enemy spy.

Disturbed by the commander's order, the staff member returned to God, and immediately hurried to make a phone call like a rabbit being chased by a man.

And the fact does not require them to make a phone call. The explosion of the train station has already spread throughout the city of Kazan, and Mozhilov, the commander, immediately sent someone to inspect where the explosion was made. When he learned that it was the explosion at the train station, Mozhilov's heart sank, and he immediately ordered the army to stop collecting supplies, give priority to the protection of the station, the wharf, the city government and other key points, and at the same time ordered martial law.

But before his orders reached the army, explosions sounded in other parts of the city. And these consecutive explosions made him make a wrong judgment.

Immediately dispatch the army to protect the railways, docks and bridges and tunnels, and there must be no mistakes in the lines of communication.

Looking at the anxious Comrade Mozhilov, the staff officer rushed to give orders in three steps and two steps.

In the Kazan Reserve Bank, Shirka and Varisi also heard the explosion. This made them move the gold much faster, and Millett, who was in charge of the transportation, had already arrived at the bank with the convoy. After filling more than a dozen trucks with gold, Millett personally led the team to the shipyard, where Fredericia and others were already waiting for their arrival.

Looking at the departing convoy, Shirka and Vasily wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and the dozens of operatives who came with the two also slumped in the hall for a while. Carrying more than 30 tons of gold in one go is all physical work. It takes manpower to pack boxes and load them into the car. Especially at the entrance, only two people can pass through it, which is more tiring. No wonder they are tired.

And Vasily, who took a rest and took a sigh of relief, stood up at this time.

Okay, let's move on. Time is running out. We must finish moving here today.

Seeing everyone standing up, Shilka raised his hand and poked Donovsky beside him, and asked out of breath, How long did it take you to move in?

Three days, it took nearly three hundred guard soldiers three days and nights to move.

When Shilka heard this, he sighed and said, This is the most tiring job I've ever moved. I knew I should change it with someone else.

Vasily stepped forward and pulled him up and said with a smile: It's a pity you don't have a chance.

Facing Vasili's smile, Shirka said with a look of disgust: You better stop laughing, I feel panicked when I see it.

After he finished speaking, he pointed to his arm, and gestured at Varissy's arm, which was thicker than his thigh, and said, My little body is not as strong as you animals.

Facing Shirka's words, Vasily did not answer. He just slapped him on the shoulder with a thick hand, causing Shilka, whose shoulders were already sore, to grin instantly.

Shilka's actions filled the hall with laughter and laughter, and everyone felt that their fatigue was relieved a lot.

Christo's plan was carried out perfectly with the misjudgment of the Kazan garrison commander Mozhilov.

On that day, the attention of the Soviet and Russian troops was on the main traffic routes and important strongholds. For the Kazan Bank, which has no important value, other than a phone call to inquire at that time, no one else was sent. The transportation work for Varissi and others was much easier, after all, no one wanted an accident.

As for Millet's transport convoy, it was also transporting this batch of Russian wealth back and forth on the empty streets. Faced with the appearance of an army escorting important supplies, few Kazan residents dared to go forward to observe, except for the patrols they encountered during the last two transports, which can be said to be smooth all the way. As for the patrols, I was intimidated by Millett's pretence that this was an important mission you couldn't handle.

In the evening of the same day, the more than 500 tons of gold that was still in the Kazan Reserve Bank early in the morning had been transported to the shipyard, and two passenger and cargo transport ships were ready to depart.

After all the evacuated people boarded the ship, Christo ordered: Go.

Two ships laden with Eder's expectations and Russian wealth slowly left the shore and headed for the lower Volga. The first step of the plan was executed flawlessly.

In Romania's baroque palace that night, Milok, who was in charge of the matter, reported to Edelhui: I just received the news that the first step of the plan has been successful, and the goods are already on the ship.

Facing Milok's words, Edel glanced at the grey-haired intelligence chief and said, Understood, you have to ensure the safety of the cargo.

Yes, Your Majesty.

Milok, who was nearly half a century old, withdrew.

When Edel saw the intelligence chief leave, the originally stretched brows frowned again.