While Silka and Vasily led people to seize the bank, Nils walked into the train station as usual. The tightly controlled and heavily guarded train station was like his home, allowing him to come and go as he pleased.
"Comrade Shidnov, please cooperate with us in the inspection now."
But this time, Niels was stopped by the guards when he walked into the station. Seeing that other station staff were treated in this way, Niels spread his hands generously.
"Then please check."
Then he continued to ask in a nonchalant manner: "Peter, is there a big shot at the station today?"
Facing Nils' words, the guard Peter, who was inspecting him meticulously, said: "I'm sorry, I can't answer your question. This would be a mistake."
After the inspection, no suspicious items were found, only a small alarm clock in his hand, so the guards naturally let him in.
Other workers who had been inspected also greeted Nils when they saw him walking in.
"Shidnov, good morning."
"Ivan, it's early for you too."
"Shidnov, don't you think it's troublesome to have an alarm clock every day?"
"Once you get used to it, you won't forget it."
Nils greeted his co-workers, passed through the patrolling soldiers, and finally arrived at his own post.
That's right, Niels is an indispensable switchman at every station, specializing in connecting the tracks for trains to enter and exit.
Nils walked slowly into the workshop located next to the railway track at the station, changed into his uniform and put the alarm clock into his work bag. There were also tools such as the invert pole that he usually used in the bag.
At this time, he raised his head and looked around and found that no one was there. He took out a black iron box from his cabinet. When he opened the lid of the box, a bunch of messy parts, wires, and batteries appeared in front of him, with a pad underneath.
This book. Nils carefully opened the book and found several detonators and explosives at the bottom of the iron box.
He took out the detonator and explosives, tied them together, and then connected the wire to the detonator. Then he took out the battery and connected one end to the wire, and the other end to the sounding wheel that had removed the back cover and was always with him. Then he connected it with the alarm clock.
The explosives inserted into the detonator are bundled together, and a simple time bomb is ready.
After seeing the work he had made in just a few minutes, Niels laughed at himself: "Fortunately, the craftsmanship is not unfamiliar."
After installing it, Nils closed his cabinet and walked out of the workshop.
Next is the time 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 a perfect target to cause chaos and the movement is definitely big enough.
Nils walked slowly towards the station's warehouse. There were many soldiers patrolling back and forth along the way, but he was not nervous at all. He even said hello to the soldiers he knew.
Just when he was about to arrive at the warehouse, a shrill whistle sounded in the station, and at this time a group of soldiers ran out, and they stood guard next to the railway track closest to the warehouse.
Nils took the opportunity to retreat to the warehouse and listened to the words 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 get close."
Nils got a lot of useful information from the words of the officer leading the team. There was a train that had to stop at the station, and it was very important. There were no doctors or nurses, so it wasn't transporting wounded soldiers. It kept stopping at the platform and at the warehouse, and it seemed like it was transporting important supplies.
.By looking at the looks of the waiting soldiers standing next to the warehouse, Nils determined that it was going to be moved to the warehouse for temporary storage.
After analysis, Nils felt that this was his opportunity. He retreated to an uninhabited corner, quietly took out the prepared time bomb from his tool bag, and inserted it into his waist. The slightly fluffy station uniform completely covered it.
The bomb on his waist. After getting ready, Nils stepped aside and waited for the opportunity.
Within two minutes, a train still smelling of smoke and spraying steam stopped on the railway track that was guarded by soldiers. There were a large number of supplies covered by canvas on the flat car, and there were even uncovered artillery and ammunition boxes at the rear.
.At this time, the transport soldiers who had been waiting immediately stepped forward to carry it, while Nils was observing a good opportunity to place the time bomb.
After nearly ten minutes of observation, Nils saw a good opportunity. It turned out that many of the supplies being transported at this time were quilts to keep out the cold at night. These were trapped in large packages. There was an angle between the two teams of transporting soldiers.
When his sight was blocked, Nils quickly stepped forward and took out the time bomb from his waist. After setting the time, he stuffed it into the large quilt bag that fell on the shoulders of the last transport soldier. Even at this time, he still had time.
Cover the traces of insertion.
Then he pretended to be passing by and left the place quietly. From the beginning to the end, the soldier with his shoulders covered with quilts did not notice that the goods had been tampered with. He carried them directly to the warehouse where the ammunition was placed and unloaded the goods on his shoulders. Then he was breathing heavily.
He began to carry out the transportation work over and over again.
After finishing all this, Nils returned to the workroom and changed his clothes. Under the concerned inquiries of his co-workers, he quietly left the train station on the grounds that he had an old waist problem. At this time, he was placed in
The small alarm clock on the time bomb in the quilt has five minutes left before it rings.
Five minutes later, a huge explosion sounded from the station's warehouse. The ammunition stored in the warehouse was detonated by a time bomb placed by Niels. The impact of the explosion turned the warehouse into powder, and also triggered the explosion of ammunition on the train parked nearby.
, and the successive explosions even threw a cannon high into the sky, and the barrel was thrown onto the station building. The Soviet soldiers who were transporting and on guard suffered heavy casualties.
Witnessing all this, the Soviet commander guarding the station said with a trembling voice to the staff officer beside him who was motionless with fear: "Call Comrade Mozhilov and inform him that there was an explosion at the station. We cannot rule out the possibility that it was an enemy agent."
The staff officer, who was disturbed by the commander's order and came to his senses, immediately made a phone call like a rabbit being chased.
In fact, they did not need to call. The explosion at the train station had already spread throughout the entire city of Kazan. As the commander, Mozhlov immediately asked people to inspect where the explosion was. When he learned that it happened at the train station
After the explosion, Mozhlov's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately ordered the army to stop collecting supplies, give priority to protecting key points such as stations, docks, and city halls, and at the same time ordered martial law.
However, before his order could be issued to the army, explosions also sounded in other places in the city. And these consecutive explosions made him make a wrong judgment.
"Immediately send out troops to protect railways, docks, bridges and tunnels, and there must be no mishaps in transportation lines."
Looking at the anxious Comrade Mozhilov, the staff officer rushed to give the order in three steps and two steps at a time.
In the Kazan Reserve Bank, Shirka and Varisi and their group also heard the explosion. This made them move the gold much faster. Millit, who was in charge of transportation, had also arrived at the bank with a convoy.
After loading more than a dozen trucks with gold, Millett personally led the team to the shipyard, where Felicisi and others were already waiting for their arrival.
Looking at the leaving convoy, Shirka and Vasily wiped the sweat from their foreheads. Dozens of operatives who came with them also slumped in the hall for a while, carrying more than 30 tons of gold in one go.
But it's all manual labor. Packing boxes and carrying them into the car all require manpower. Especially since the entrance can only accommodate two people, it's even more tiring. No wonder it makes them very tired.
Vasily, who had taken a break to catch his breath, stood up at this time.
"Okay, let's continue moving. Time is running out. We must finish moving here today."
Seeing everyone standing up, Shirka raised her hand and poked Donovsky beside her, gasping and asked: "How many days did it take you to move in?"
"It took three days and three nights for nearly 300 Guardsmen to move."
When Shilka heard this, she sighed and said, "This is the most tiring job I have ever done. I should have changed it with someone else if I had known better."
Vasily stepped forward and pulled him up and said with a smile: "It's a pity that you don't have a chance."
Facing Vasily's smile, Shirka said with a look of disgust: "You'd better stop smiling, I feel panicked."
After speaking, he pointed to his arm, and then gestured to Varisi's arm, which was thicker than his thigh, and said, "My little body is not as strong as animals like you."
Faced with Shilka's words, Vasily did not answer. He just slapped him on the shoulder with his thick hand, causing Shilka, whose shoulder was already so sore, to grin instantly.
Shilka's actions filled the hall with laughter, and everyone felt that their fatigue was reduced a lot.
Christo's plan was carried out perfectly with the cooperation of Kazan garrison commander Mozhlov's misjudgment.
On that day, the Soviet military's attention was focused on traffic arteries and important strongholds. As for the Bank of Kazan, which had no important value, except for a phone call at that time, no one else was sent. Varisi et al.
People's moving work is much easier, after all, no one wants to have unexpected situations.
As for Millit's transport convoy, they were also transporting this batch of Russian wealth back and forth on the empty streets. Facing Millit's group who looked like an army escorting important supplies, few Kazan residents dared to step forward to observe, except
The patrols we met during the last two transportations were all smooth sailing. As for the patrols, Millett was intimidated by the fact that they were performing important tasks and you couldn't bear the arrogance.
In the evening of that day, more than 500 tons of gold that had been at the Kazan Reserve Bank in the early morning had been transported to the two passenger and cargo transport ships in the shipyard that were preparing to set off.
After all the evacuees had boarded the ship, Christo ordered: "Let's go."
Two ships loaded with Edel's hopes and Russian wealth slowly left the shore and headed for the lower reaches of the Volga River. The first step of the plan was executed perfectly.
That night in Romania's Baroque-style royal palace, Milok, who was in charge of the matter, reported to Edel: "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 intelligence chief with a lot of gray hair and said: "I understand, you have to ensure the safety of the goods."
"As you command, Your Majesty."
Milok, who was nearly fifty years old, retired.
When Edel saw the intelligence chief leaving, his originally relaxed brows wrinkled again.
