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  So all the NSA has to do is send a telegram with an order.

  Before the information was sent back, the National Committee had a period of rest. In fact, it was breakfast time. All the officers, including Beria, came to a spacious dining room in the basement.

During the war, restaurants are usually located in the basement. The main reason is that the enemy may bomb and the building may be destroyed. Therefore, the safest option is to store food in the safest basement. In case of bombing, people will follow. Take refuge in the basement so that food and people are always together.

  Breakfast was very rich, including milk, bread, cake, and fresh beef, jam, and vegetable salad.

Shulka can't control so much anymore, he picks up the food one by one with a knife and fork, and then rushes it into his mouth... In fact, Shulka also wanted to be gentle, and he did the same at the beginning, but the food The temptation made him unable to control himself at all, especially those fresh vegetables. Shulka didn't know how long it had been since he enjoyed the crisp "click" sound when biting into his mouth.

Akadyevich winked at Shulka, as if to remind him not to lose his composure, but how could Shulka notice this at this time, and he was still attacking the food on the plate frantically, stuffing it for a while. A mouthful of beef, and then impatiently took a mouthful of milk, it was almost as if he was eating with both hands left and right.

  Beria didn't mind. He watched all this with interest while eating his own food, then waved to call for the orderly, and said, "Give another one to our hero!"

   "Yes, Comrade Beria!" said the waiter.

   This made Shulka a little embarrassed, and his hand movements were a bit slow, and he finally swallowed the food in his mouth, and said to Beria: "Thank you, Comrade Beria!"

   "Should be!" Beria smiled and nodded: "Your contribution to the Soviet Union is not exchanged for these, so it is worth it! On the contrary..."

   As he spoke, Beria glanced around and said, "I think the other foods are not worth it!"

  Although these words were not stated explicitly, none of the people present were fools, and they all knew that they were alluding to their vegetarian meals, so everyone was embarrassed.

  Beria ignored them, took a sip of milk and asked, "Comrade Shulka, I heard you are from Lobnia?"

   "Yes!" Shulka replied.

   "Is there anyone else in the house?"

   "Father and Mother!"

  Belia nodded: "I will send someone to take care of them!"

  Shuerka couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the words, and then thanked him sincerely: "Thank you, Comrade Beria!"

   "No need to thank you!" Beria replied: "You deserve it. We should let the heroes fight the enemy on the battlefield without any worries! So, this should even be said to be our mistake!"

   Shulka didn't know what to say.

   If this is Beria's way to win over him, then it is obviously much better than Khrushchev.

  At this time, the staff officer pushed the door in and reported: "Comrade Beria, Penamünde has information!"

  Belia didn't say anything, just wiped his mouth with a napkin, got up and walked to the conference room.

Where did the others dare to stay, they put down their knives and forks and stood up to follow. Only Shulka stuffed a large spoonful of jam into his mouth before leaving, and Akadiyevi was caught before he wanted to eat a bite of vegetables. Qi dragged away.

  In the conference room, Beria watched the telegram silently from the main seat, and the officers below did not dare to take a breath, while Shulka finally swallowed what was in his mouth.

"This is indeed the case!" Beria raised the telegram in his hand and said, "They have heard the news that this secret base looks like an abandoned manor on the surface, but in fact there are many underground fortifications and permanent fortifications, such as Fountains, statues, and even nearby wooden houses...they are actually camouflage, and the interior is actually a reinforced concrete fortification, and we have no way of knowing how much ammunition and troops are stored underground!"

  It was said that the officers were in a commotion.

  If this is the case, it means that it is almost impossible to break through this secret base.

The reason is that it is far away in Germany. It is impossible for the Soviet Union to use the regular army to attack with planes and tanks. Only the guerrillas can be used, and the equipment and combat effectiveness of the guerrillas are very weak. It is impossible for them to break through this kind of bunker fortification. Organized lines of defense.

  Even if the guerrillas were lucky enough to break through these lines of defense, no one could guarantee that a dozen tanks or armored vehicles would suddenly burst into the manor.

   And this can be said to be very normal. After all, it is a secret base for the German army to develop important equipment. There are all kinds of important data, military secrets, and scientific research talents that can't be met, and fools know that they must focus on defense.

  The reason why they want to pretend to be an ordinary manor is just that they don't want people to find out that they are developing secret weapons there.

   "So... what else can we do?" Akadyevich said: "Unless, bombing with bombers!"

"Do you think you can blow up anything with a bomber?" Beria asked back: "Blow up the manor? Then use the ruins to bury those equipment, data and scientific research personnel together? No, comrades! The enemy is not a fool, that manor may be destroyed." It is a bunker itself, and there is a strong basement. They will keep important things in the basement. Even if we blow up the whole manor, we will not be able to stop them. What's more, they also have air supremacy. If it is German, I am afraid that the entire army will be wiped out before flying to the destination!"

   This is not alarmist talk, because at this time the German army has penetrated into the hinterland of the Soviet Union, and Penamünde is far away from the Soviet Union.

   But if the ground attack is not possible, and the air bombing is also impossible, then as Adikajevic said, "what else can be done"!

   While the others were frowning, Shulka stood up and said, "Comrade Beria, maybe we don't need to worry about these things. I think the British should be more troubled!"

  (end of this chapter)