Liang Sicheng looked at the vast Paris Square and felt slightly worried.
"The range of the rifle must be taken into consideration, and I only have one chance to shoot. Don't think about the commanding heights nearby. You can consider the ones far away," he said.
"And the most important thing is that we can't just consider the assassination plan, but the retreat plan." Qi Zhen nodded, "We must ensure that everyone can leave here safely. Then we can never let the children take risks alone."
Everyone understood what he meant.
"That is to say, even if we occupy the commanding heights, we must provide Liang Sicheng with sufficient time to retreat after the assassination." Lin Biao said.
"Otherwise, you can't let me jump down from the building." Liang Sicheng said.
"How confident are you in shooting a moving target?" Qi Zhen suddenly asked.
Liang Sicheng was stunned for a moment, then put his nails into his mouth.
"For every hundred meters away, the success rate decreases by 10%." He finally said.
"What if you were asked to shoot there?" Qi Zhen pointed to the building at the far end of the square.
"Uh..." Liang Sicheng was a little worried and said tentatively, "Fifty percent?"
"That's enough." Qi Zhen nodded, "That's it."
"But I can try to improve the hit rate." Liang Sicheng continued, "But the rifle and bullets need to be modified, and I also need to add a scope. My eyesight is not as good as yours and Lin Bian's."
"Is half a day enough?" Qi Zhen asked.
"If it's quick, two or three hours will be enough, but there is a more important point. I want to test-fire." Liang Sicheng said after a moment of pondering.
"No, it's impossible to fire a gun in a space like ours in the city. The only way to test fire is to leave the city. But after leaving the city, it will be difficult to come back." Qi Zhen rejected his request, "50% The probability is no longer low.”
"I promised in advance that I only have one shot. After one shot, even if he is a god of war who is not afraid of death, he will be surrounded by guards coming from all directions. It will be absolutely airtight. If you want to kill him again, It's as difficult as climbing to the sky." Liang Sicheng sniffed.
Why doesn't Qi Zhen understand this?
Probably no one in this world could imagine that someone could kill someone with one shot from this distance, Qi Zhen thought.
Because the optical sight used by Liang Sicheng is itself a product beyond this era.
"In addition to the children, we also have our own tasks." Qi Zhen said, "Of course, we have to thank Lao Wangtou and Zhang Qi for this."
"Huh?" Wang Jianguo frowned, "What does this have to do with me?"
"We are going to use your method, and our thinking is based on the magician Zhang Qi's thinking." Qi Zhen said.
"You mean, misdirection?" Zhang Qi asked.
"Yeah." Qi Zhen nodded.
He stretched out his middle finger and thumb and drew a virtual circle with a diameter of six kilometers on the map with Paris Square as the center.
"Our mission is to cover the child's escape here," Qi Zhen said. "Of course, the best scenario is to kill him with one mortar."
Everyone laughed when they heard this.
"Okay, that's it, let's make preparations each. I hope everything goes well."
"all the best."
Before dawn the next day, countless German soldiers began to enforce martial law around Paris Square and the Brandenburg Gate.
Countless soldiers poured out from the military camps in all directions in Berlin, lined up neatly, and marched toward the square while shouting slogans.
The whole city of Berlin seemed to be awakened.
People who didn't know what was going on looked out of their windows and saw that the entire street and alley had been completely occupied by the German army. They knew that there was a big event in the city today. The residents who were in good condition immediately turned on the radio at home and turned the FM to The Berlin Voice channel is waiting for an official announcement of some major news.
At nine o'clock sharp, the familiar female announcer's gentle voice came from the radio. At eleven o'clock this morning, the head of state was going to deliver an important national speech in Paris Square. People were asked not to panic and to pay attention to the speech.
The female anchor, or the Voice of Berlin radio station, said that this speech would announce major news that would affect the world structure, and that there would be a breakthrough in the war on the eastern, western, and southern fronts of Europe.
For the uninformed people, this is certainly good news to be thankful for.
The German chariot will surely win the final victory.
Just like the Japanese invaders preaching the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere to their soldiers, all invaders who launch a war will inevitably find a reasonable reason for their ambitions. No one is willing to admit their own evil. If you don’t fight, you’ve already lost more than half.
Then the anchor began to repeat for an unknown number of times the insidiousness of the Europeans and Americans, the ferocity and brutality of the Soviets, and promote their glory and greatness in liberating all mankind.
No one listened to these. Everyone was looking forward to the Prime Minister's voice and the so-called big news that would affect the world structure.
At eleven o'clock sharp, the entire Paris Square was already crowded with people. Nearby was the 1st SS Marine Division in neat formation, and a little further away were three purely mechanical brigades. The roar of tanks was deafening, and armored vehicles and it The comparison is like a child meeting a strong man.
The German soldiers looked solemnly at the podium that was so far away that they were almost invisible, with fanatical expressions on their faces.
The podium was built urgently at dawn in the morning. Even though the time was a little rushed, the podium was built neatly and without any chaos, as if this thing had appeared here a long time ago.
This is due to the rigorous character of the Germans.
Countless people were eagerly awaiting the appearance of the head of state.
The place further away was crowded with civilians. Their reaction was obviously much more fanatical than that of the soldiers. They shouted slogans loudly and uniformly held banners and swastika flags, reflecting their loyalty to the head of state. and admiration.
When the time came to eleven o'clock, the head of state, with his hair combed meticulously, walked out from behind the Brandenburg Gate, with his head held high, like an eagle returning from victory.
When he stepped onto the podium, countless soldiers raised their right hands and raised their arms to the sky at a 45-degree angle, as if they were preparing to fire the main gun of a battleship.
This etiquette was the German salute established by the head of state on July 24, and completely replaced the military salute.
In the name of the military's need to be loyal to its head of state and to strengthen its relationship with the party, Adolf required all German soldiers to use this as a standard military salute.
Also known as the "Nazi salute".
The Nazi salute is inherited from the military salute of the ancient Roman era, derived from the ancient Roman "Hi, Caesar."
Everyone in the team didn't know it. In fact, before they received the task of stealing the virus, the assassination of the man on the podium had already been carried out. It was precisely because of that assassination that the current situation was achieved. A military salute that is extremely chilling and shocking.
On July 20, opposition forces within Germany launched an extremely dangerous assassination operation. In a small conference room, the power of the bomb instantly affected 24 people present at the meeting, and 4 of them died immediately. , three people were seriously injured, but Hitler only burned his thighs, singed his hair, and damaged his eardrums.
Hitler, who had just calmed down, immediately took control of the situation and began an inhumane purge that night.
About 7,000 people were arrested during this purge, and nearly 5,000 were sentenced to death.
There must be Mia and the forces behind him involved.
However, this force has never stopped trying to assassinate the head of state, but Mia's boss has completely given up this hope, or in other words, he will never find such an excellent opportunity again.
Hence the conversation between him and Mia in the office.
As shown on the map, the surrounding commanding heights were densely packed with German soldiers with loaded guns and live ammunition. The number was so large that it was mind-numbing.
In a private house two kilometers away, through the cover of countless buildings, there is only a gap to see the scene in the square.
Qi Zhen held up a high-powered telescope and looked there quietly.
Zhang Qi and Mark, who did not have intercoms, followed him. Everyone else was already in place at the predetermined location, waiting for Qi Zhen's order.
In fact, apart from Qi Zhen and the other three, there was only one person among the crowd who could still see the scene in the square, and that was Liang Sicheng.
His position was actually not good, mainly because in order to prevent enemies from other commanding heights from discovering him, he had to find an extremely tricky and concealed shooting point to complete the shooting.
The soldiers in the square lowered their arms uniformly and looked at the center of the square with eager faces.
However, the emotions of the people in the distance were completely aroused by this military salute, and they began to cheer the leader loudly.
Hitler returned a military salute, then stood quietly in front of the microphone, his eyes scanning everyone like an eagle, without saying a word.
The cheers gradually died down.
There was silence in the whole square.
"Brothers, get ready for the show to begin." Qi Zhen said calmly.
The head of state's powerful voice began to ring in the square, on the radio, and in the ears of people all over the world.
If he speaks, the world needs to listen.
Of course, everyone in the team didn't listen. They were listening to Lao Wangtou's vernacular.
"The sense of ceremony is quite strong. I look forward to him being as impassioned as he is now when he is shot to death."
"Don't talk about others, you may not be able to speak in front of so many people." Liang Sicheng joked.
"Where are you from?" Wang Jianguo said, "Believe it or not, I won't be supporting you for a while."
"Believe it or not, I won't shoot anymore?" Liang Sicheng choked back.
"Okay, you're the master." Wang Jianguo said helplessly.
"That's pretty much it." Liang Sicheng chuckled.
"Stop making trouble and get ready."
Seeing that the other party was talking enthusiastically, Qi Zhen said coldly.
"Three, two, one..."
Qi Zhen spoke slowly, counting down to a strange rhythm.
"superior!"
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