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In August 1940, when the Nanyang Overseas Chinese Condolences Group went to the border area alone, a telegram sent from the Military Control Commission Tianzhu Station was sent to Zuo Chong's desk by Wu Chunyang, the director of a department.

"The German expedition team tried to go from Tianzhu to Tibet?"

After reading the message, Zuo Chong looked up and looked at Wu Chunyang in confusion. He didn't understand how Tianzhu Station made this judgment.

From the previous dynasty to the Republic of China, countless so-called explorers in Thailand (Europe and the United States) countries were active in Asia. They plundered everything they saw and robbed tombs and digging graves and did everything they could do.

For example, the British Stein "explored" in Turpan, Xinjiang Province for the third time. Because there were too many cultural relics stolen, it was so much that he had to need 50 camels to carry them, which caused huge losses to the country.

But this is the police's business, and it is the affairs of the Indian police. No matter how bad it is, it is the affairs of the British, the master of the Indian people. What has anything to do with the Republic of China and the Military Control Commission?

Wu Chunyang heard Zuo Chong’s question and stood at the desk and bent down slightly and replied: “The other party has twenty or thirty people. Among the five people in the lead, there is a botanist named Ernst Schafer. The other party has gone to Tibet twice and has joined SS.”

"oh?"

Zuo Chong finally got a little interested. He sat upright and turned over the telegram and looked carefully. He found that the "exploration team" arrived in Colombo, Sri Lanka by boat from Europe half a month ago, and then took another boat to Madras (Chennai), and then transferred to Kolkata on the third boat.

The colonial authorities in India were very alert to these Germans, believing that they were spies and were unwilling to let them enter.

The British-run Tianzhu Times even published a sensational title - the Gestapo agent landed in Tianzhu.

Well, the British media's usual morality has not said that a certain beard invaded Tianzhu is considered as giving face.

Fortunately, Ernst Schaefer, a scholar who came from a prodigal society, knew how to use his personal charm. After the team arrived in Kolkata, he took the train alone for 36 hours, crossed countless nationalities, and met the Governor of India.

He said that his trip was just a simple scientific expedition, with his sincere attitude and sincere words that made the host unable to invite him to be turned away.

In addition, the Germans lobbied the pro-German faction in the UK. Even though the two countries were fighting fiercely on the front lines, the UK still gave Shaffer and others a green light, and the expedition team successfully obtained permission to enter the country and free activities.

Kolkata...

Zuo Chong recalls the map of India. He went north through Darjeeling and Sikkim and arrived at Tibet. The straight line is less than 400 miles. In addition, it is a big city for easy supply, so it is indeed a good transit place.

On the other hand, Wu Chunyang continued: "Our brothers in Kolkata investigated. The other party bought some hiking and swimming tools locally, and found two guides and many porters who were familiar with the border terrain.

There are reliable news that the other party passed through Sikkim a day ago and then entered the original zone and lost its trace. According to the course, they are likely to be close to the Tibet border."

Mountaineering, swimming, routes, guides, these clues do point to Tibet. There is no problem with the analysis of Tianzhu Station, Zuo Chong thought secretly.

But what did the Germans go to Tibet to be a tomb robber? Or did they have other purposes?

"Second post, a brother who knew German got involved in the porter. According to his report, he had heard the five leading Germans say the names of an institution." Wu Chunyang added in time.

"Oh? What's the name?" Zuo Zhong was a little curious.

Wu Chunyang replied in German: "Ahnenerbe!"

"Egnabe? The legacy of the ancestors?"

Zuo Chong repeated it, and this familiar name kept flashing through his mind. Suddenly, a mysterious organization often mentioned by later conspiracy theorists overlapped with this name.

Ancestral Heritage Association!

A national think tank formed by the German SS leader under the instruction of a certain beard.

It mainly studies and promotes the racial theory of a certain beard and its party, proving that modern Germany is passed down from ancient Aryans, with members including world-famous scientists and crazy charlatans.

Egnabe was rumored to be magical in later generations. What are the aliens, Arunaches, Lizardmen, etc., all have to do with each other.

But there is one information, not only official documents, but also photos as evidence, that is, Egnabe's adventure in Tibet. Could it be that this event is mentioned?

Legend has it that during this trip, the Germans obtained information about the world axis, and there are also rumors that whoever has the world axis can control the movement of the earth or even reverse the time, becoming the king of the universe.

Well, there are some rumors that you are a second-rate player.

Zuo Chonghe leaned on the back of the chair and thought for a long time and made a decision - to go to Tibet to see it in person, and meet the members who were suspected of Egnabe.

If it is a group of tomb robbers, the Military Control Commission can just hand over the information to Tibet, but Egnabe is a quasi-intelligence organization, and the Military Control Commission has the responsibility to figure out what the other party wants to do.

Besides, he has an unrealistic idea. If there is really a world axis, can he go back?

Of course, it’s not that I’m going back now, at least I have to wait until the Japanese are driven away and arrange my family and subordinates to go back.

In addition, if that thing can travel repeatedly...

Hiss, I can't think about it anymore.

Suppressing the random thoughts in his heart, Zuo Chong got up and walked to the door to pick up his coat, and said to Wu Chunyang while walking out.

"I'll report to the bureau. You asked Gui Youguang to go to the airport and let the plane fill up the fuel. Let's go to Tibet today."

"What? OK."

Wu Chunyang did not expect that his routine report would actually make the deputy director pay so much attention that he was about to go to the plateau immediately. He hesitated and responded immediately, turned around and ran to shout big bald head.

In the afternoon of the same day, several military transport planes rushed into the sky from Shancheng Airport and flew towards the Tibetan capital.

These planes were filled with elite military commanders. The tightly packed wooden boxes in the rear cargo warehouse kept colliding in the bumpy airflow, making a thud sound.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Chunyang, when you arrive at the destination, you go to the local intelligence station to collect the latest information."

In the cabin of one of the planes, Zuo Chong ordered Wu Chunyang, and then looked at Gui Youguang.

"As for you, lead your brothers to adapt to the climate of the plateau as soon as possible. Next, we may need to climb mountaineering and field operations, and the materials must be prepared."

Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang nodded. Although Tibet is free from the state government, the Military Control Commission has arranged a lot of people here, so these things are not difficult to deal with.

After looking at the two of them, Zuo Chong turned his head and looked at the next seat: "Yijun, you and the communications team protect the radio station. The air pressure and temperature on the plateau are different from those in the mainland, and the radio station is prone to failure."

"Yes, deputy seat, we have brought a number of spare parts this time, and we can also obtain supplies through the garrison if necessary."

He Yijun answered very seriously. When he acted outside the sphere of influence of the government, communication was the lifeline of all of them, and he could not be careless at all.

Zuo Chong nodded with satisfaction, then spread out a map of Tibet, pointed to a place and gave the last order to the three of them.

"After the plane landed, everyone went here in groups in casual clothes. They met in five days. After entering the country, the Germans will definitely rest here. At that time, we will directly identify our identities and contact Ernst Schaffer head-on."

Wu Chunyang and others looked at the word "年望" on the map, replied softly together, and then returned to their respective seats.

The plane was passing through the clouds, and the buzzing sound of the engine made people drowsy. I don’t know how long it took to fly, and the originally gloomy porthole shone into the golden sunlight.

Zuo Chong slowly opened his eyes and looked at the golden snow-capped mountains on the ground. His heart suddenly moved and subconsciously touched the phone in his pocket.

(two)

Half a month later, a small town near Mount Rinpoche Peak in the southwest of Tibet.

Ernst Schafer took a plant specimen handed over by a local citizen, handed him a few pieces of Indian currency and folded his hands together, and said thank you in a not-so-fluent Tibetan language.

This was his third time to come to this magical land, with more magnificent views than the Alps, and the blue sky seemed to be within reach, everything was so beautiful, except for the bad climate and some uninvited guests.

Thinking of this, Shaffer looked at the Republican people beside him, spread his hands and said in English: "Left, you see, I am a simple scholar. I came here to study plants. I don't understand why you, the secret police leader, followed me."

"Haha, you misunderstood, Mr. Ernst."

Zuo Chong's smile was as bright as the sunshine in Tibet. He explained patiently what he said, he had said countless times in the past half month.

"I am not the head of a secret policeman, I am a soldier from the Republic of China, unlike those villains who blackmail good people.

Tibet is an integral part of our country. You SS has entered the country secretly. I have reason to suspect that you are engaged in illegal activities that endanger our country's security.

Even if you don’t do this, the climate, public security and medical environment here are very bad. As the master, the government has an obligation to ensure everyone’s safety.

Look at my young men, with their protection, how safe you are, aren’t you?"

Ernst Schaffer looked at the secret policeman of the Republic of China who was "protecting" members of the expedition team, and his mouth twitched slightly.

He still believes that the "Military Control Commission" is a secret policeman, just like the German Gestapo, who specializes in shameful activities, is a more despicable existence than a villain.

Kidnapping, murder, and all sins that humans can imagine are within the scope of the other party's work.

So Ernst Schaffer, who had not yet thought of an accident, shrugged and continued to purchase plant specimens from the long queue of local people. Anyway, it was not him who should be bothered, but Bruno Berg, another leader of the expedition team.

The other party was a young anthropologist who joined SS in 1935. The mission of this trip was to measure the details of the skulls and facial features of Tibetans and make masks, collecting materials about the proportion, origin, significance and development of Nordic races in Tibet.

In addition, Berg is likely to have a special mission, and the members of the expedition team and the other three leaders are also commanded by the other party. Now that the people of the Republic of China refuse to leave, this guy must be in a bad mood.

Ernst Schaffer smirked. In fact, he did not agree with the head of state at all, but people always had to eat, so it was not embarrassing to pretend that believer was not embarrassing, and the secret police of the Republic of China would be handed over to Mr. Berg for handling.

Shaffer's gloating expression flashed by, but he was still noticed by Zuo Chong, which coincided with one of his speculations.

Ernst Schaffer is just the person in charge on the surface, and the real person in charge of the expedition is Bruno Berg.

Before, they flew directly from the mountain city to the capital of Tibet and avoided the local people's eyewitness to Houzang. Sure enough, they encountered a German expedition team that was being repaired there, and the next thing was simple.

Zuo Chong directly revealed his identity and took over the guard work of the expedition team. Faced with the superior number of people and the armed dental agents, the Germans "pleasantly" accepted the good intentions of the Military Control Commission.

Then, the two sides set out from Houzang and headed westward. After a long and painful journey, they arrived at Mount Kam Rinpoche Peak located in the southwest of Tibet.

The Peak of Gang Rinpochi is the second highest peak in the Gangdise Mountains, with an altitude of more than 6,000 meters. It is the common holy mountain of four ancient religions - Bon, Tianzhu, Jain, and Buddhism, and is also the most important sacred mountain in Tibet.

Legend has it that somewhere near Mount Kam Rinpoche, there is a mysterious place called "Shambala", which means the Pure Land, the fairyland on earth, and is the residence of God.

The destination of the German expedition team is here. According to Bruno Berg, this is because many Tibetans come to Mount Rinpoche to circulate the mountain, and they can collect more racial characteristics in the region.

I don’t know whether this is true or false, but when collecting racial characteristics, the Germans do not need to carry the MP40 submachine gun that has just been successfully researched, nor do they need to carry hundreds of M24 grenades.

Zuo Chong looked at Ernst Schaffer and raised his eyebrows. Compared to Bruno Berg, the other party looked like a pure scholar, at least there was no trace of military training from his appearance.

Bruno Berg is simply the German version of Gui Youguang, with a body full of tendons and flesh, and the shadow of professional soldiers sitting and lying down. He is just not very good at thinking and is irritable in doing things.

He was thinking about it, and a quarrel suddenly came from his ears. Looking at the sound, the quarrel was bald Gui Youguang and bald Bruno Berg.
To be continued...