Swiss police, the old town of Bern, were cleaned up the corpses in the ditch with a harsh sirens. The bodies were obviously thrown here after being shot elsewhere.

Bourne saw the bodies numb, and he no longer remembered how many times he had handled similar matters. The previous time, they knew they were dealing with these things in the suburbs.

But for some reason, they have recently become keen on abandoning corpses in the city. This seems to be a deterrent, and in Bourne's opinion, the one who was most intimidated was actually the Swiss.

"What do these bastards treat Switzerland as?! Do they think this is their slaughterhouse?!" Sheriff Podolski, Bourne's colleague's eyes roared in a low voice.

Although Sheriff Podolski knew that these people would not want to hurt ordinary Swiss people, you lost bodies all day in the old town of the Swiss capital.

This is not to kill people, and it is terrible enough. Think about the fact that there are a bunch of unknown corpses appearing near your house every day. Who wouldn’t be afraid if it were someone?!

"Podolsky, I know you're angry. But I have to admit that we can't do anything about it..." Bourne sighed and said, "Bern is ours but theirs..."

Podolsky looked ugly, but he had to admit that what Bourne said was the truth. Bern now has too many forces mixed together.

Although this place is already a territory of Switzerland, it has become a struggle field for all parties to fight. The Swiss government has turned a blind eye to the fight here.

But what is openly and secretly warned all parties is not to hurt Swiss civilians. The warring parties did do this. Killing ordinary Swiss people has no effect on them.

What they have to do is to clean up the enemy intelligence personnel in Switzerland. At the same time, they are deterred from the other side and dare not easily engage in agent wars with themselves.

"Send them all out of the city. Someone will come to deal with this matter..." Podolsky took a deep breath to calm his anger, and then said: "Those bastards handled it very cleanly..."

It is indeed very clean. Whenever these corpses are sent outside the city, someone will come to do a special treatment. They are either burned into ashes or sent to unknown areas for burial.

In short, they will not bother the Swiss from birth to death. Everything will be handled quietly by special people. If this matter did not happen in Switzerland, no one would even feel that this matter had anything to do with Switzerland.

The one who died was not Switzerland. There was no need for Swiss investigations. Even the bodies were handled, and there was no need for Swiss. They would handle the bodies properly by themselves. Moreover, they would ensure that Podolsky and others would not see non-Swiss buried on Swiss land.

Both Podolsky and Bourne knew that none of these people were simple. None of these people was settled. They were all a group of killing machines that had undergone rigorous training.

Even Podolsky and Bourne once suspected that if these bastards suddenly joined forces together, the small Switzerland would be overthrown by them?!

But obviously, they cannot join forces. The battle between them is more important than annexation of Switzerland.

"It's just this month. We have more than thirty fieldworkers died." Leslie, director of the Swiss Intelligence Department of the United States of America's Strategic Intelligence Agency, looked very ugly.

The Strategic Intelligence Agency dispatched special service personnel in Switzerland, only more than a hundred people. The operation team had only more than sixty people. This time, they were usually taken away.

How can this not make him angry?! He wanted to kill someone angry, but his opponent didn't know where he was hiding. They once joined forces with the British and grabbed some of the other's tails.

But the other party was very slippery and threw more than ten people away and dragged them down. All the rest escaped, and they hid them so that Leslie could never find them again.

"The more crazy they are, the closer their doomsday is." Peterson sneered at Leslie: "I know they are still here. I also know they are staring at us in secret."

"But equally, aren't we staring at them?" Peterson said coldly: "As long as they show even a trace of their feet, we can take them away in one fell swoop!"

"Just waiting is not in line with my habits!" Leslie said ruthlessly: "The Chinese are also moving in this area and asking people to contact them. We need intelligence now, and I don't ask them to help us. But as an allies, it's not too much to help with some intelligence?!"

In the old town of Bern, Switzerland, in the Embassy of the Chinese Union Government in Switzerland. Tao Zhengyang, director of the Fifth Office of the General Staff of the National Defense Forces, was drinking tea with a smile.

"During this period, the Russians, the Americans and the Germans have fought many times. At least more than 200 people have died..." Deputy Director Ji Min sighed and said, "The Germans don't know what kind of crazy they have been, and they have to chase the Americans to punish them..."

"Who knows?! The Germans are very abnormal recently. Logically speaking, they have suffered such great losses. They should have stopped, but they are still fighting..."

Tao Zhengyang said, frowning. The Germans' actions have been very strange recently. They are constantly launching attacks on US intelligence forces, and each time they cause great casualties.

According to common sense, intelligence agencies should not fight against each other in such a tit-for-tat way. Because this is not something that intelligence agencies need to do. What they need to do is to test each other, bribe and collect intelligence information.

This kind of battle with obvious swords and guns is simply impossible to happen. The consequence of this is that the intelligence agencies of both sides may be destroyed.

As a result, both sides were forced to become deaf and blind for a period of time. They could only grop for war, which was unbearable for both sides.

"From the way they do things, they should have received orders..." Ji Min frowned and said in a deep voice: "They are probably doing this just to make Americans deaf and blind..."

But, what are the benefits of doing this?! Ji Min didn't say it, and Tao Zhengyang didn't ask. They were both thinking about this question. If there was an answer to this question, then all the confusion would be solved.

In a restaurant in Zhigongtang in Washington, Mr. Situ Meitang was drinking morning tea as usual. Aside him was a man with a beard about thirty years old.

The man was wearing a Zhongshan suit and quietly pouring tea for the old man. The place where the old man sat on a regular basis every day was this private room. Outside this private room, there were red sticks in the inner hall of Zhigongtang guarding him.

At the same time, there are eight mountain guard dogs that specialize in protecting nearby.

"The Americans have been very active recently. Although they want to hide their actions, they still exposed some clues..." But the man, who was about thirty years old, whispered to Situ Meitang.

"Fortunately, the commander-in-chief's order has arrived. We stopped all our actions in time. Only then did we escape the disaster..." At this point, a hint of fear appeared on the man's face.

"The Russians have lost a lot of people, at least more than a hundred people are involved with them. These people have also provided them with a large amount of documents..." The man sighed and said, "This time it was exposed, and a lot of them were dealt with..."

Situ Meitang smiled and said nothing. The old man who had been in trouble for many years had seen through many things. These things included bloody fighting.

He has long been accustomed to such things.

"Xuwen. How are our people?! Is there anything we need to do if we old man?!" The old man looked at the calm young man in front of him with appreciation and poured tea for himself.

"You come to find me, the old man, and you definitely won't be here to have tea." But when Mr. Situ smiled, he said, "Tell me, what do you want me, the old man to help me?"

Xiuwen felt a little embarrassed. To be honest, he did not come to visit Mr. Situ after taking office. It was not that he was pretentious, but that there were really many things.

Many of the things between China and the United States are inherently unbreakable and chaotic. There is competition, cooperation, alliance, and hostility. Mutual spy, intelligence collection and avoid exposure of key personnel on our side...

Waiting for this, it has exhausted all the energy of Xiu Wen. He has no time or energy to visit Situ Meitang. Although, he has always wanted to know the old man who has experienced the turmoil of the century and the wind and frost of the past.

"Don't be pretentious. From the moment you arrived in America, I'm observing you, old man." Situ Meitang smiled and said to Xiuwen: "The old man knows you are busy, so he doesn't think that you don't respect me, the old man if you don't come to me..."

After hearing Mr. Situ said this, Xiuwen smiled embarrassedly.

"Thank you for your understanding..." Xiu Wen said with emotion: "To be honest, Xiu Wen has always been frightened since he took on this duty, as if he was walking on thin ice..."

"The complex situation in the United States has exceeded my imagination. There are too many forces gathered here, and all parties are intertwined here. If you are not careful, the efforts of our defense soldiers on the battlefield will be wasted..."

After sighing for a while, Xiu Wen said to Mr. Situ: "This time, I have something special to find the old man..."

When Situ Meitang heard this, she immediately stepped back. Xiuwen took out a file bag and handed it to Situ Meitang. The latter took the file bag, took out the file and took out the file and looked at it. His face changed several times!

"These documents are related to our country's future strategic weapons. According to the requirements of the headquarters, this document should have been destroyed..."

Touching the file bag, Xiuwen's expression seemed to be touching his lover.

"But I can't bear to leave... This is what we got after the efforts and efforts of countless people. It was destroyed like this, I'm really unwilling to accept it..."

After a pause, Xiu Wen said: "But if this document continues to be preserved, sooner or later it will reveal clues and be noticed by the Americans. Recently, they have been cleaning up the Soviet insiders, but they obviously think this is not enough..."

"If we continue to develop, I will probably find us sooner or later." As he said, Xiu Wen said to Situ Meitang: "If we are all fallen, then these documents may be seized. At that time, we may be able to keep them, but these information and the efforts we put in place will be wasted..."

Pinching the document, Situ Meitang's veins bulged on the back of her hand.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?!" Situ Meitang is undoubtedly an old man who is not afraid of even the great sacrifice. This old man has tasted too much bitterness without a strong motherland.

These years have been the years when he received the most respect overseas. When he was overseas, he felt the rise of his motherland and the impact on himself more deeply than anyone else.

"It is almost impossible to send these documents out now. The Americans blocked them so hard that if we take any action at this time, we will definitely not be able to escape their eyes..."

As he said that, a smile appeared on Xiuwen's face: "But we have another plan..."

In a coffee shop in the black neighborhood in Washington, Washington, a rare yellow-skinned man was talking to a white man.

"Is the news reliable?" the white man asked the yellow-skinned man beside him in fluent English. The latter nodded and said, "This is the information that Umemura Jun exchanged for his life. It is absolutely reliable! The researcher will return to his manor tonight."

"The original rules did not allow him to carry these research materials, but after three reviews, no problems were shown. So the evil dogs of the Strategic Intelligence Agency turned a blind eye. One eye..."

The white man pondered for a while and said, "Why do you want to help me?! I know we were allies, but now Japan no longer exists. There is no need for you..."

"In my heart, the empire still exists!" The yellow-skinned man suddenly growled: "They won't occupy it for long! We will rescue the Emperor. We will restore the glory of the Great Japanese Empire!!"

The white man was silent. He didn't want to say it. But the reality is that the Japanese spy wanted to fulfill his ideal was like a fool. The whole world saw that Japan was finished. It was completely finished.

The most basic industrial facilities, technical workers and all R&D personnel in this country, were swallowed by the National Defense Forces in one bite, and nothing left there.

Even if they return Japan to the Japanese now, they will not be able to develop into a regional power within at least fifty years. It is even difficult for them to stand up.

"Of course, we are not without conditions." The Japanese spy grinned and said, "You can get these information. But you absolutely have no way to escape from the United States."

"What are your conditions?" The white man knew that what the Japanese spy said was the truth. Even if they got the information, it was almost impossible for them to bring the information out of the United States.

The people of the Strategic Intelligence Agency are not fools. Once they take action, the other party will get the news as quickly as possible. Then there is a complete blockade, and it is almost impossible to escape from their blockade circle.

"Hans. My request is information, and we also need one!" The Japanese spy grinned and said, "I know you must have a ship, but your ship will definitely not be able to escape the American robbery!"

Hans did not nod or shook his head, but made a gesture of asking him to continue.

"We will pick you up on the way. We have five ships in total. These ships are all Chinese nationality. Americans will not doubt or easily touch these ships..."

Hans instantly understood the meaning of this Japanese spy. These ships with Chinese nationality would use relay to bring them out of the US military's search circle.

"We have a stronghold in the Philippines, and when we get there, we will send you to the Middle East." The Japanese spy paused and said, "We have no way to help with the rest..."

Hans was silent for a while before saying, "How do I believe you won't kill us on the road or leave it to the Americans?"

"We won't do this, all we want is information." After a pause, the Japanese spy said in a deep voice: "And, Germany's strategic advantage is also a good thing for us."

"At least, there will be cooperation between us. If the allies win, our Axis powers will be truly doomed!"

Hans was silent for a long time, and finally nodded.

"Suzumiya, happy cooperation!" Hans stretched out his hand, and the Japanese spy named Suzumiya looked at Hans in surprise. Then he smiled and said, "Happy cooperation!"

To be honest, the Americans are quite thoughtful about the confidentiality plan for nuclear weapons. Marshall's ability to coordinate and cover is not just a saying.

The Manhattan program is huge and has a large number of participants. The total number of Americans participating in the program is as high as 600,000. The program is scattered in Tennessee, Ohio, New Mexico and Washington.

Such a huge and scattered plan is definitely not enough to rely solely on measures to restrict the media. The Americans also put a lot of effort into how to make the intelligence agencies of Germany and the former Soviet Union return in vain or be deceived again and again.

First, each participant in the program signed a strict confidentiality agreement, and even locals were told that everything that happened here was prohibited from being spread, and they encouraged each other to remain silent for the country.
To be continued...