In the harsh cold winter night, there were silhouettes still walking silently, in the sky there is a fainted blue light after dusk, under the grass was a dark color. The night scene was really teasing, looking up they saw a dark blue color, looking down they couldn't see their hands!

They walked a little further, until they saw the research headquarters from behind the dense bushes from afar, they started moving down to the town, in the small alley, Olga turned to his teammates:

"Have you all prepared your papers?"

He pulled out a passport and ID card from his inside pocket.

"Comrades, our most important task lies at this stage, our cleverness must be able to fool those guards."

"But will it be okay for us to just go in like that?" — Dmitri was embarrassed.

"Everything will be fine. Hey, Dmitri, who are you?"

"Kurt Millan, an intern in Mechanical Engineering, University of Munich."

"Good. Alexei?"

"Hans Müller, an intern in the Department of Quantum Physics from the University of Berlin."

"Not bad, it seems you guys are prepared to meet those bastards. So, finally: What are we here for?"

Both of them answered in unison: "Repair and maintenance of machines."

"Good, keep that in mind and everything will go smoothly."

Three figures slowly walked down the street, heading towards Dr. Demian's research headquarters, reaching the gate, two guards immediately stepped forward to block them. The officer from the post station stepped out, his figure was tall, muscular, his face was covered with scars, it was so dark that it was hard to see his eyes. He shined his headlights straight into the three people's faces, shouting:

"Who are you guys! Show me your paper!"

Even Olga was uncomfortable with this guy, he had met many people like this before, but still can not get into it after all, he could feel it with his sensitive sixth sense.

Barduwulf looked at it for a long time, feeling suspicious, he asked:

"Are you three from the engineering department?"

"Yes."

"You there, who are you?"

He pointed at Olga's face.

"Douglas Immermann, from the permanent engineering office in Berlin, came to repair and maintain equipments here."

"..."

He lowered his guard, it was already night, he didn't have the energy to continue talking, Barduwulf lowered his guard, he thinks that just another engineer group came to repair trivial things as regularly however - which was the point that the Olga's group had observed and understood for a long time. Trouble came suddenly, another man came up and knocked Barduwulf on the head, Dmitri frowned slightly at that action.

"You fat guy forgot the new order really fast! Only those who are confirmed by Karl or Demian with a stamp are allowed to enter the headquarters."

"Humph! You dare say I'm fat, look at you again! You're no different from a stick, why did you chop my head?"

"If I hadn't chopped you to awake, you would have let this bunch of nobodies into the headquarters."

"They're clearly workers who came to repair the machine, what's there to not know about!"

"Have you ever seen these three strangers who look like Slavic barbarians?"

The three of them started to worry, this new gatekeeper officer they just met was really not easy to deal with. Dmitri unconsciously tapped his shoes, showing his anxiety and confused.

"They're just a bunch of engineers, you're going too far!"

"Stop talking!"

"Grrr! You!"

Look at him! Like a three-year-old kid getting angry when he can't win an argument, honestly speaking, it's both laughable and despicable.

"Don't speak! You three there, stay."

Everyone was wary of this troublemaker, his eyes revealing cunning even in the smallest glance, the glasses on his face seemed to be hiding the danger that would lurk if he discovered that the papers were fake.

"..." — he looked for a long time, flipping pages back and forth.

Olga feels like there was somethig knotted his throat when he saw that German officer flipping back and forth, even him, he didn't know if he could fool this guy or not. Just when that old man was at his most awkward, the officer raised his head, although he was still suspicious, it was no longer as extreme as before.

"You guys are really from the engineering department?"

How sophisticated! That fake file had actually fooled the two officers. He and Barduwulf themselves couldn't find anything unusual on the three documents, so they made a sign and was about to cleared the way for the group to enter.

"You're wrongly suspecting someone."

"Better safe than sorry."

Suddenly, he stopped, as if he sensed some lies in those documents, but through his eyes — he couldn't detect them. He signaled to close the station afterwards, causing the three of them to freeze for a moment, thinking that their identities had been exposed.

"Call Cardinal, I don't remember any scheduled maintenance at this time today."

Wait! This was beyond Olga's expectations, he didn't remember hearing his superiors mention this. Could it be that he had overlooked such an important detail?

"Tch..."

Yes! That's right! How could Olga overlook such a small but deadly detail?! Damn it, could it be that just because of a small misstep, she would die here?

When the man named Cardinal arrived, he took a quick look, then frowned.

"There's really a maintenance team coming at this time of night? I really don't remember scheduling it for today..."

He then returned to the post and connected to Adalwolf — the head of the headquarters' engineering department.

"..."

"The north post has three reserve officers, who are Karl's trainees, coming to repair the machines under his supervision. Please confirm."

You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.

"Wait a moment."

"..."

"... Confirm, from Karl's instructions last week on the list he assigned."

"Thank you."

Perhaps today's schedule was rather vague and disorganized, the superior heard that and had no choice but to brush it off, in his mind he thought it wasn't a big deal, it was clearly written in black and white, it was obvious, it couldn't be denied entry, and if they did, they would just fix it and go home, there was no danger.

"Pssh, Karl's special stamp is right there, how the hell can they fake it, the workshop only made one specifically for him, Adalwolf has confirmed it. Let them in."

Just like that, these three people with their heads bear the sky and their feet stomp the ground walked into the headquarters from the north.

"That Chernyak guy kept threatening me like I was going to have a gunfight with the Nazis!" — Olga cursed silently.

The road was still full of thorns, just passing the first obstacle was already this difficult, the front would be thousand times more suffocating.

"See you in the document room."

Even when they got inside, they were still stopped and examined by the guards. Among them was an officer, judging by the badge he was wearing, he must be a prestigious officer.

"Stop, I have never seen your faces before. Show me your papers and the reason you are here."

His eyes were sharp, as if they had been hardened through thousands of battles, and one could see the deep scars of war on his face, a seasoned veteran with terrifying eyes.

"We are military engineers sent here for the purpose of studying and practicing repairs under Karl's supervision."

Just by hearing it briefly, he already grasped the mistake in their testimony, but he did not surround them directly. Egelbert called his superiors with a small hidden meaning in his words.

"Today the headquarters has been handed over 'new goods', please check 'carefully', make sure there are no 'mistakes in the identification of the goods'."

Then he hung up. Returned the papers he had taken from Olga. Aleixei and Ivan, with deadly eyes, warned them.

"All good, you can go."

Before long, another group stopped them, Ludwig and Heinrich! Those bastards have a reputation, the one with the deadly eyes must have snitched.

"Wait, don't be in a hurry, what is your specific purpose of coming here? I forgot."

"We are here to repair and maintain the equipment inside the headquarters." — Olga replied.

"Oh, then I have another question for you newbies: 'What is the greatest enemy of us and all of humanity? ' "

Communists, Jews, or Bavarians with a Cola in their hands? It was hard to guess, but the greatest enemy was of course only one.

"The vile and evil Jews!"

That resolute answer somewhat impressed Ludwig.

"Not bad. Can I see your papers?"

He and Heinrich looked at it for a while, but couldn't find anything unusual, they were indeed Soviet intelligence agents! The copying was so sophisticated that the real one looked even more fake than the fake one, the real and the fake were mixed together.

The other guys had no reason to keep the other three, so they let them go.

"It's okay, come in."

From here they separated into different rooms inside the document storage. Alexei pushed the door and entered, Garit - the manager of Area A was already waiting in front of the door, when he saw him, he, with the same suffocating face, began to interrogate this "suspicious intern".

"Name?"

Abruptly! So dry, no beautiful words, at least keep the minimum courtesy! The Nazis don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!

"Hans Müller, final year student at the University of Berlin."

"Who are your parents?"

"... My father... is a former soldier, my mother is a military nurse."

"Okay. Do you follow any religion?"

"Protestantism is the only religion I follow."

The officer didn't stop there, but the question was further and further away from the main topic, it seemed that he really liked harmless stories.

"What is your opinion of the Jews?"

Tsk... Did every German have some of their drugs stolen by the Jews, or did they have such a deep grudge? The Jewish didn't even care about Germany.

He reluctantly said, "The Jews are a stain on humanity, a pest that has eaten away at Germany and all of Europe from the inside out."

"Killing them is part of our contribution to the country, so that we can achieve the final Victory. Isn't that right?"

How long was he going to keep asking? Now Dmitri had nothing but the question: Would this German officer spend the night interrogating him just to talk nonsense?

"Victory belongs to the righteous side, the Nazis and the Allies under one banner will crush the Communists!"

"Good, good."

"..."

How many hours a day would this human spend gossiping?

"... Hitler was a talented man in both painting and politics..."

"After defeating the Bolsheviks, Germany and the Allies would..."

"...A hollow and ignorant monarchy, replaced by a chaotic republic, Bavaria at that time was also sensitive to the issue of secession, for the Führer, the unprecedented inflation in Germany seemed to have two sides: On the one hand, it eroded the people, on the other hand, it created advantages for the needy borrowers and even on the political stage like him..."

"... Based on those arguments, the borrowers easily paid back the money to the creditors with the worthless money at that time. Hitler and those who pursued politics used that reason to make promises to change the people's lives, but words are the wind, none of them could do it except him..."

"... And then Hitler, from a small party like many other grass-roots parties at that time, shared the same desire to dominate Germany. Every name in his eyes was as bright as a bunch of torch"

"..."

"That's why you're just like a small firefly in the meadow, walking up step by step when the other torches have long since gone out..."

"..."

"..."

Half an hour passed, he — Garit, after being satisfied and hearing what he wanted to hear, stood up, shook Kurt's hand.

"This country really needs just one more person like you, that's enough to make it big."

Garit, who was pleased by Kurt, ordered the guards to take Kurt to the waiting room and treat him to a dessert as a reward for making him happy.

Olga — with a fake identity, with her wits, easily passed the final test of the officers.

But the two of them waited for a long time but still didn't see Dmitri, they were worried and uneasy because of this damned guy.

"It's past ten o'clock, where is that Kurt...!"

"..."

"What's your name?"

Dmitri — who had not really had enough experience dealing with such a snotty officer. He initially kept his cool, however, as he spoke longer and longer, he found it hard to keep his cool and his identity was revealed.

"Kurt Millan, a senior at the University of Munich."

"Are you religious?"

"... Not."

"What is your opinion of the Jews?"

"Well... A rabble? Ah, a rabble, a bunch of people who are neither human nor demon..."

"Who are we dedicated to?"

"Uh... To Germany, Germany? Ah, ah, yes, to Germany, Mr. Otto."

"...?" — Otto looked up at Dmitri, with murderous and suspicious eyes, he glanced at the intern as a warning.

"What kind of person is Hitler?"

"Oh, him? Ah... him, I don't remember very well."

"Have you really read, memorized Mein Kampf?"

"What is Mein Kampf?"

"You!" — The officer shouted, he slammed the table so hard that all the pens and papers flew to the floor.

"Arrest him quickly! You damn spy!"

Immediately the guards rushed in, pushed Kurt to the ground, and led him out of the room.

"Damn it! The Führer's biography doesn't know! The book on his bedside table doesn't know! Shoot his brains out for me! Only then can we open the minds of the lowly Slavic people!"

Not long after being dragged out, Karl — who happened to pass by and saw it, immediately called out.

"Let him go! What's the point of arresting my intern!?"

"He doesn't know anything about the Führer, if you don't take him away, are you going to let him stay?!"

Kurt struggled and argued: "I didn't even have time to finish talking and you took me away, I'm being unfair!"

"Did you hear that Otto? You almost killed an innocent person out of anger."

"I clearly let him talk! If he can't talk, then I'll take him to trial."

"Your authority is to look up and transfer information to me, Otto, you have no authority to judge someone from your superiors, even if they're interns."

"Tch!" — he clicked his tongue.

"Okay, do whatever you want! The responsibility is yours."

After saying that, he turned and left. Karl led Kurt back to the waiting room.

"Dmitri, I can only use my authority to save you once, not twice."

"Ivanov, you have lived under the name 'Karl' and the title 'Officer in Charge of Doctor Demian' for too long."

He just smiled lightly, as if to let it go.

In the west, Ivan and Yan had already arrived at the guard post, and as soon as they arrived, two guards immediately questioned them.

"It's after hours, no entry without permission."

"We are workers from the Siemens factory, under the orders of Major Karl, here to maintain mechanical parts."

The two men looked at the documents for a while, then said:

"Wait here, I'll ask Otto."

"What else!"

"There are two workers claiming to be from Siemens here asking to come in for repairs."

"Damn it! What else! After the interns, now the workers. So annoying! Let them in, they're just small repairs and they'll go right away, what did they eat today?"

"I don't remember calling anyone today..." — Thomas, the senior officer when he encountered Ivan and Yan.

"Who gave you permission to come in?"

"Otto."

"Hmph... I need to verify with Hans Becker."

"No problem! You can check."

Thomas went to the office and called Hans immediately.

"Hello?"

"There are two strangers claiming to be Siemens factory workers, are they your men?"

"Yes, invite them in now, I have urgent business and need their help."

Not suspecting the two people at all, Thomas also acted quite normal in front of this unexpected presence.

"Hans Becker will see you two soon, wait here."

"Understood."

Not long after, the figure of an elderly officer walked over, it was Hans Becker!

"Thank you for your hard work coming here..."

Suddenly, he lowered his voice unusually.

"The Red Orchestra is waiting for you in the archives, go see them when the time is right."