The devastation reigns everywhere. Soviet troops are already in the city, bombing greatly changed the appearance of Berlin. Mayer's house is almost at the siege position, and the neighboring one is completely destroyed by the fallen shell. All conversations of rare passers -by only one thing: about the news from the advanced and how to get bread. The city is empty, people are running from Berlin ..
– You saw the inscriptions on the walls: "Berlin will remain German"?
– Yes, and I saw that it was crossed out, and it is written on top “But I'm already here. Sidorov ".
Characters "Operation" Bunker "
The main advantage of this episode is in the changes that have occurred with the capital in a incomplete year. In Valkyrie it was a blooming city, with all the attributes of a normal life. Now, the breath of rock is felt in everything, and this atmosphere of the inevitable end extends the game from the swamp by the ears.
But the locations of the "bunker" are strongly handed over compared to the castle from the "Valkyrie". Not only are the rooms small – there are almost no objects available for action. And it's in the quest! The second part in general, I must say, in shorter the first. If the 1945 Berlin is smaller than the year 1944 by only one location, then the “bunker” part is more significantly less. However, the matter is not among the locations, but in their filling ..
Maybe the "bunker" was finished in a hurry?
Look. Riddles have become much simpler, and most of them require a maximum of one or two items, which is easier to get than to disrupt an apple. Where is there to the “Valkyrie” … If in the first part it was possible to perform several tasks at the same time, and the inventory, although it did not break from objects, was always full, then we strictly go in absolutely direct way. We get the task, ask the character about it, find out the condition for gaining a reward and perform it. Everything is just like bread with butter.
Moreover, the whole path of Gerhard-Mikhail is strictly thought out in advance. There are no other solutions of different solutions, you have to go a trampled path. It was not that it was so bad, but the impression lubricates, especially after the "Valkyrie". And this is the most important claim to the game, the part on which the expectation syndrome played. Instead of "more and deeper" we got "a little smaller and slightly smaller".
Want the nit -picking? No, not very large, from the chipmunk somewhere. Yes, here you are. In the scorching location, the house of Standartenführer Mayer, we hear the sound drumming on the roof of the rain. We go out into the street – the sun shines so that it hurts the eyes. We come to the RSHA building and again hear the same rain. You already understand what will happen if you go out? In the same pile we put errors in writing the names and positions of the actors and the inability to change permission. But this is just a nit -picking, we remember, yes?
Dejavu in the Gitler
Otherwise, this is the same game. Magnificent heroes, even deeper than in the first part. It seems that the actors' game itself has become prettier. In the "bunker" you do not feel indifference to any character: someone, say, I want to shoot without putting it in a long box, someone-to save just as urgently ..
A small, but proud pseudo -historical part does not give up position. Like a few months ago, we will get a detailed information on each subject. Documents, books, household items, even just a shovel thrown by someone in the yard-everything will be awarded a separate note. The world continues to live!
And here I am again about the atmosphere of Berlin permeated with hopelessness. Here people go crazy, leave, end with themselves, get drunk, leave the last in brothels. And at the same time they save, take care of loved ones and strangers, sympathize. Emotional content – for the envy of many.
I have already drove for a little surrendered tasks, but still do not hope to go through the game with a cheeky steam rink. Sometimes finding a quick and effective solution oh how difficult it is! In search of a guess, you have to fumble in all angles of levels and for the third time to pester all characters in all corners of levels and for the third time.
The developers skillfully beat historical facts and told us an excellent story. The last days of fascist Germany, an agent, which the Soviet Union has no care of and who discovered a deadly threat to all living. The phrase about the “hunting for the Fuhrer” remained a relic: in “Operation“ Bunker ”by Gerhard Mayer, another goal is driven, and in the end ..
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… in the end we received a more prolonged addition than a full -fledged second part. SPLINE developers would not hurt to come up with something new regarding game action. However, the game bar is still high, and as the first serious project (we will consider both parts with one game) is a great application.
Verdict: Another portion of a fascinating game with excellent external design and logical tasks, which will be interesting to both a beginner and an affirmation questoman.
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How could it happen that the German people are running after this evil dwarf? After all, I value this people and revere and represent it to my officers as an example of courage, courage, consciousness of duty and performance.
General Andrei Vlasov
“Mayer. Gerhard Detlef Mayer. Standartenfuhrer Gerhard Mayer ". I repeat these words to myself every morning. Already almost ten years. There are long years in a foreign land. I so often hear this name that I almost forgot my own – Mikhail Semenovich Ivanov. Colonel of state security. Scout. Spy.
The one on whose account there are two attempts to eliminate Hitler. Two unsuccessful attempts, two failed attempts, two missed chances. Need a third. Although it is needed? Russians are already in Berlin. Strange, I say "Russians", as if German itself. But even despite the rapid defeat of Nazi Germany – and even for his sake, we must go to work. In the Gestapo.
Operation "Bunker". Excerpts from the diary of Mikhail Ivanov
Berlin, April 1945.
With these thoughts I got up and woke up. Like that day. Repeating my catechism, I began to gather to work. My house on ammersze-strats has changed a lot lately. It would seem that only three months have passed since the events in Adlerchorst! But everywhere there is devastation and desolation.
Books are connected in the stack and lie on the floor: frequent bombing ruffles furniture in the house. It is pointless to insert new glasses. The picture fell off the wall for a long time, and remained to lie down. The safe that she hid is open: if you manage to attract Hitler to the international court, there are many surprises for the prosecutors there.
Meanwhile, Hefner disappeared. The last thing I know about him is he went to the place of the fall of Hitler's plane. Apparently, he was seized. Damn, I need a hefner! I desperately need a person whom I can rely on like myself.
Already at the exit from the house I was stopped by a phone call. “Hitler Kaput! Ivanes go – give up!»Similar calls are already heaps. By the way, you have to call Müller: this case of the husband of Eva Brown began to just anger! I was not given any information, to interrogate the unfortunate – too. So what do they want from me?!
The next call to the chef did not clarify anything. There will be some documents. At least thank you. It remains to see them.
Everything is still on the street: the deaf sounds of the explosions almost do not subside, passers-by in a hurry. Probably in search of food. There is little food left in Berlin. What, however, can not be said about Hitler's bunker – now all resources are being pulled there. And what he conceived, this evil dwarf? Why doesn't it give up? What is waiting? Why continues to send German soldiers to certain death?
What to say there … Here's a neighbor's house. Hauptman Schulz died a month ago, the house is almost destroyed. But the figurine donated by him is still lies somewhere in the rubble. He so frankly checked me for reliability ..
Wilm, my personal driver, is also barely holding. It can be seen that the work is all that he has left. His wife, about whom he told me so much, went crazy and burned himself. Hometown was dying in his eyes. He only had a bagel.
The RSHA building looked battered, and it is not surprising. There was only one sentry at the entrance: there were not enough people. Who was sent to battle, whom to Hitler's bunker, who was transferred to other sections. And someone fled.
Thomas in the lobby complained for a long time on hunger and the inability to get bread in coupons. I took them from him and agreed to put them on them.
Nazis fascists, but they also have children and wives.
First of all, I went into the Boyzen office, to my friend Konrad. He found out something about Hefner and promised to tell me today. Under the table on the left, I notice a couple of canister with gasoline. "Bad conspirator" Konrad decided to escape from the city?
Unfortunately, he did not really tell me anything, only hinted that Otto Hefner was alive. Apparently, the matter was too serious, and he did not dare to climb deeper than advised simple caution.
On the way to the office, the courier intercepted me: I brought a package on the case of Fegelyain. So what is there? Key, Bank of Passenger, some money. I only thought about what it would give me, how a phone call came. Müller calls me.
Damn, damn it!!! This old cunning fox knows everything! To questions about the case of Jurgen Claus, who somehow survived after my injection, you have to answer a half-truth. Yes, he worked with him on the business of Beck. Yes, apparently, the conspirators tried to eliminate him. Yes, at this time I had lunch with Hefner and his sister in a restaurant. Yes, he talked with a hefner in Adlerhorst. Yes, I just carried out an inspection there. Yes…
He excited me – not even three months passed. Witnesses there, witnesses here, and he just brought all his tails in one bundle. The most interesting thing is that he did not led me under the tribunal. What he wants? Is it true that he hopes with my help to learn something from Hefner (he is alive, moreover, a stone's throw from me, in the Gestapo building) about the conspirators)? Or his game is much deeper? At the same time, the chef gave me the address of Otto's sister – with transparent hints: if the adjutant refuses to speak ..
One way or another, the case of Fegelyain is already closed. He was shot yesterday. Now you have to do something with my unsuccessful partner. Following a pass to jail.
Prison misfortunes
The head of the prison was a rare bastard. However, the work obliges. He gave me the keys from the Otto camera. The former adjutant looked bad. I gave him a sign, and I myself spoke about the names of the conspirators so that I was not at a time. Otto made it clear that he needed to write something for me.
Paper was found right there, on the table of the head of the prison. I was surprised to find the Hefner medallion under the sheets. To my question, the boss replied that this is a family relic. Yeah, how. I understood that I would not achieve anything by force. I had to issue a medallion for a special mark of the conspirators – and I have a little thing.
It was more difficult with a handle. I went up to the hall, where Gunter just called me – to sign. The ink is over and I used a pencil. And Gunter forgot to ask for a pen. It remains to fill her. The inkwell was at my house, on the table in the hall.
While we talked about the conspirators loudly and flaunted, Khefner wrote that I had to tell me something. Something is very important. But while he is very worried about his sister. What could I do? I promised to take her out of the burning Berlin. Otto even wrote a note for Gerda, in which he asked her to follow me under any circumstances.
The faithful Wilm, hearing the address, cried out that he did not have so much gasoline. There was not enough fuel at all – and this is still mildly said. Everything went to war. Then I remembered Konrad. He agreed to give me a canister if I get a pass for him to leave the city. I just had a form from the envelope in the case of Fegelyain. I entered the name of Conrad into it, it remained to put Müller's signature.
In the reception secretary, he just dismantled a bunch of papers. I asked the pile of documents and hinted that one document would have to be scorched. The secretary asked to show: without a twinge of conscience, I gave him the “bread” coupons of William, but for now he was considering them, threw a special bunch into a common pile.
The calculation was justified: apparently, Muller signed everything in a row, not having time to delve into all the details. It was necessary to rush to the house of Gerda Hefner. I took the canister with gasoline at Konrad, handed the joyful Thomas for bread and gave the fuel to William.
Nobody responded to the door of the door. I went outside, knocked out the window. Gerda was still at home, but was afraid to go out. I had to talk through the door. The note and the medallion went into the course, and only after that Gerda agreed to let me in.
Of course, I had to tell her the truth about her brother. She could not believe that her “exemplary” officer went on betrayal and tried to kill the “great Hitler”. For a long time I explained to her that Conrad was a patriot that Hitler is a villain, that the horrors of war should be stopped. In the end, the girl agreed to go. Only now it will change. I went out, and then there was a shot.
I stood above Gerda's body and lamented. How many such ordinary Germans have given their lives for the crazy ideas of one idiot?! I took the medallion, maybe Otto will come in handy. Already leaving Gerda’s apartment, I noticed a torn lamp over the apartment opposite. Copper wire sticking out of the wall. I broke off a piece – suddenly comes in prison? Open the castle, for example.
When we returned to the building of the RSHA, I surprised me … Silly. Outside of anyone, inside – too. The runaway Thomas said: two shells exploded in the southern wing, and Müller announced the evacuation. All basic documents have been burned even earlier, the weapons have already been hidden, so ..
It remains to rescue Otto. One person in the building remained for sure, and this is the head of the prison. We need to invent something. I'm trying to pull the lever on the wall in the guard, but this sadist stops me. What to come up with?
This is interesting: In the Gestapo building at that time, the weapon did not lie, probably only in the restrooms. Only in the lobby of rifles there were so many that you can arm a small army. But it would not be interesting with a rifle, would it be so?
The answer is quickly and. The head of the prison offers to have fun with a couple of prisoners. Kill, in other words. Although I was disgusted, I pretended to agree to his proposal. One of the cameras contained some kind of distraught person. There was no desire to look at him, and I suggested making it to the boss.
When he went into the camera, I tried the lever. He had to apply voltage to the grilles to stop the runaway prisoners. The fuse could not stand it, the system was cut down. I needed a new one. I remembered that I saw a package in the Boyzen office; He rushed through the empty corridors with a whirlwind, grabbed a couple and ran down to jail.
There was not enough simple fuse, it was necessary to strengthen the system. Here the copper wire came in handy: I wrapped it with the fuse and inserted it into the shield. It should turn out.
While the jailer beat the unfortunate in the cell, I took the key to the doors: the workers constantly left them to hang on a clove near the cameras. Lazy people. The door to the guard had to lock. Now – an alarm button on the wall. The head of the prison immediately ran out into the corridor and tried to open the grill. The wire turned out to be very useful, the charge killed the jailer.
The conversation with Otto was difficult. I had to inform him of the new grief – the death of his sister. I could lie down, say that I took her out of Berlin. But sooner or later, the deception would be disclosed.
The ex-admitant spoke about the project "Weapon of Retribution". I have already heard something like that. Himmler told me about this in Adlerhorst, but then I tied his words with the stupid ritual of immortality for Hitler. As it turned out, in vain.
Hefner himself saw a nuclear weapon production plant, Hitler accidentally fell near him. In addition, Otto managed to talk with the professor who worked at this factory. He was executed literally the very next day, so there was no sense in doubting the words of the scientist.
So that's why Hitler sat in his bunker! That's why I didn't want to give up! He decided to pull the whole world into the grave. It was urgent to stop him.
It’s not easy to get to the bunker, only one person from my friends can give a pass. I left Otto in the lobby, and went to Müller's office. Strange, his suitcases were in place, but the trace was caught up. And then I heard shots again. Dejaugu did not bode well. I ran out into the hall and saw ..
I really wanted to kill him. For everything. And for Otto too. But the weapon was in his hands.
It was a long conversation. Müller admitted that he had long known about my connection with the Soviet Union. Moreover, the war ended, and he also wanted to take the side of the winners. His moral throwing worried me the least, now I was only interested in a pass to Hitler's bunker.
Müller did not argue with me, because we could meet again after the war – and under other circumstances. True, he did not have time to write out a new document, and he gave me with an already inserted photograph. The one -eyed Sturmsharfuhrer Lichtman could boast of a black bandage. We agreed that I just need to enter my name, he is overtaken with a SS certificate, and photography … In war, people quickly change.
I released Vilma. He still would not have enough gasoline to get to the hopper. In addition, his war was already ending. Unlike my.
Operation "Bunker". Continuation. Excerpts from the diary of Mikhail Ivanov
… On the way I was sometimes stopped by patrols. But the form of the SS and the special passage still cost something. Finally I managed to get to the Bunker Fuhrer.
The input officer looked farthest at the pass, checked for the presence of weapons and only then asked the purpose of the visit. For the “official” answer about the request of Himmler, the sentry laughed in my face. How could I know that rumors were not rumors at all and Himmler actually? I had no rumors to check. I tried to help Otto.
Then I had to talk about the order of Müller. And when this oak tree with a gun expressed in the spirit that he was not a decree, I began to boil all sorts of mullers. It all ended that I was tired of practicing wit and I just yelled on a soldier. There is a pass – what else is needed?! The officer did not expect such pressure from me and shut up. I did the right thing.
The second bunker defense line awaited me inside: the watchman at the entrance. This one already carefully looked at the documents, asked to better show his face so that it was easier for him to accommodate the photo. But I walked around this defender, completely without straining. In front of me was Hitler’s bunker, he was somewhere nearby, and the third chance began to seem not as hopeless as the first two.
The first room of the bunker made a dual impression on me. A couple of officers sat down at the table, drinking an unexpected. General Krebs frankly rude, behaved defiantly and ran into troubles. However, he can be understood: judging by the stories, he learned from reliable sources that none of the Wehrmacht armies could come to the aid of Berlin. All were either broken or surrounded.
He continued to talk about Hitler in enthusiastic tones, and it was clear that the booze was a consequence. The general has already broken, and he had a little to live. But the second officer, as it turned out later, Oberstaletenant Theodore von Dufwing, was hopelessly sober. But he was so boring in four walls that he was ready to speak with everyone. Both either did not know anything about the “weapons of retaliation”, or pretended that they did not know.
But almost everyone in the bunker talks about the spear of Longin. What does the spear of fate and war have to do with it?!
In the next room, I met three: the Reichslyaiter Goebbels and the chief of the Hitler Yugen Axman argued about something ideological. The conversation with them did not seem interesting – mainly because they were too passionate to pay attention to me.
But the drunk Hauppurmführer SS Hinz Linga, as it turned out, the valet of Hitler, was not averse to lobbing all the secrets of the Führer to the first person he met. For example, he speaks quite openly about the "Project" America ". Here it is! Looks like I attacked the trail.
I decided to act brazenly, since more than half of the officers could not tie two words: there was clearly more alcohol in the bunker. And discipline … Everyone already understood that the war was lost.
In the reception of Fuhrer, I was stopped by the adjutant, Otto Gunche. I chatted with him about extraneous topics and slipped into a small meeting room for meetings. The table was just littered with papers. While I was feverishly looking for the desired folder, some officer entered the room. What an annoyance! The project "America" was already in my hands!
Theodore Klein escorted me from the room and locked it. The key hung on the neck, infection! Now I had to do something with him. To distract attention, I continued to examine the bunker.
There was nothing to do in the corridor, one soldier and a number of lockers. They attracted my attention. On one of them, I read the name … Fegelyaine in surprise! And I still have his key – I wonder if it is suitable? I opened the door: there was a portable radio station. It is strange that the soldiers still have not examined this cabinet.
There were technical rooms on the left. In one – a diesel generator. A flashlight lay next to the remote control. Just in case, I took: the power supply system in the bunker is very reliable, but everything happens. In another, cutting radio operator, I was completely superfluous.
In a small dining room – drunk again. What will you do?! One of the officers complained about the inability to leave the city and was interested in the fate of the hospital in Beelitz-Hilesttteen. It turned out his girlfriend. It happens, yes.
Hurry SS in the front line for me, and when I tried to answer, I described my sadistic inclinations in paints. I learned in detail how Fegelyayn was dying. Scum … Maybe we will see you with this fascist in another place, at least I tried to remember my face.
Half of the kingdom for the revolver
There was nothing more to do, and I returned to the common room. Just in time: Linga who had not sobered up at all during this time was arguing about something with Klein. I listened a little and decided to intervene in the conversation.
Everyone was on the platoon, and it was not difficult for me to rekindle the dispute of the officers in an open confrontation. What will we do, say? I offer "Russian roulette"! I will get a revolver. Klein, of course, unlocked, but Ling and I pressed him against the wall. Now the most difficult thing was to find this damn revolver.
I began to ask everyone, but, firstly, weapons were prohibited in the bunker, and secondly, who in our time uses revolvers?! The watchman waved off at the entrance, but asked Goebbels to convey about the parcel for Hitler. Hmm, is it a spear of Longin delivered? Goebbels, as usual, missed the news past his ears: he was all in himself, in anticipation of great glory. It will be necessary to recall later ..
I shared information about the revolver … This vile fascist, a fan of colorful to talk about the deaths of numerous Fegelyaines. Dr. Stumpfegger is fond of revolvers. Maybe in his room I will find the weapon I need?
The doctor divided the room with Goebbels: there were clearly more people in the bunker than planned. All sorts of test tubes were of little interest to me, but a safe safe in the wall casually covered with a poster is very. How to get around the code castle? I would need to lubricate the buttons with something. For example…
I ran to the kitchen. There was a piece of oil. The rest was a matter of technology: smear the oil with a thin, thin layer according to the buttons. So that this is not particularly noticeable, and at the same time there are prints.
I did not have to guard in the common room for a long time: soon a messenger ran up to Goebbels, and the Reichsmimor ordered to take the package to the safe. Ten minutes of waiting, a little impudence – and I have a code. Only three digits-4, 1 and 8. Nine combinations, correct – 841.
In the safe lay the package brought by the messenger. There were real reports from the front: losses, ammunition reserves … those data that did not reach Hitler for a long time. But most importantly, there was a weapon I needed.
The three of us went to the toilet, locked the door, I already gave the charged revolver … And then we saw it. The entire far corner was sprayed with blood: the nerves of General Krebs still could not stand it. Of course, the idea with the "Russian roulette" was immediately forgotten. Crap! Krebs, how did you decide to shoot yourself at the wrong time!
Linga ran away for security, and Klein became bad. I put him in a small dining room on a bench, he had to drink. But this is a good chance! Why does he need water? It was necessary to act very quickly.
I ran into the kitchen again. My calculation was justified: which kitchen is not in the kitchen? All circles were dirty. Damn, these fascists, even when they are bad, will not drink from dirty dishes! A clean mug was found in a radio room. Now water. The working tap crane was found in Goebbels's room. I mixed vinegar and water in equal proportions. Well, Klein, you will freshen up?
Of course, Theodore began to suffocate. I pretended to unfasten the collar of his shirt, and he quietly tore the chain with the key. The case has been done, now urgently in the meeting room!
I would fool around again looked into the toilet (suddenly there is a weapon from which the general shot?), and I was grabbed by the SS. It is dark to him, you see. I gave him my flashlight to get rid of his annoying swearing as soon as possible and go about my business. But the flashlight turned out to be discharged. Now you have to look for a battery for him. Well, at least he said where. The ubiquitous and all -knowing watchman at the entrance.
Yes, he had a battery, but he refused to give it just like that: there were scores with this SS, monk. He promised him an amulet for his daughter and for several months "forgot" about this. I did not have time to delve into, and I gave out the Hefner medallion for the amulet from the bombing.
Strange, I brought the battery pretty quickly, but Monka only yelled at me, remembered my turtle speed and left the toilet. I remembered this reptile.
Gyunscha this time immediately warned that I was prohibited from access to the room, so I told him about the suicide of the general. He ran to look, leaving the Führer's reception. Fool.
This time no one prevented me. I got to the last page and slammed the folder with a noise. What I read did not fit in my head. Atomic weapons existed. Three missiles were sent to London, New York and Moscow. The number of alleged victims is comparable to all the losses during the war years ..
The launch can be made from two remote controls-in Hitler’s room, here in the bunker, and the duplicate remote control was located on the U-977 submarine under the command of Captain Heinz Shaffer. But the worst thing is the date. The launch should take place tomorrow, April 30! As I appeared here in time ..
I had to somehow get into the personal chambers of Hitler. Then – powder the brains of the captain on the submarine. In addition, it was not worth throwing a spear of fate from the accounts. Of course, this is all nonsense and just some other stupid ritual, but it could also be used for its own purposes. For example, if the spear does not reach the bunker … The Führer has always been famous for an explosive character.
Be on the remote control
Yes, you should start with a spear. It is necessary to remind Goebbels about the parcel – for sure this is what I need. The Reichsinter was found in his room, preparing another speech. Of course, he did not remember anything. And he did not have time to go for a package. Of course I will help, only I need papers.
This is interesting: Everything related to Longin's spear, the game is frankly superfluous. This task does not affect the plot at all, but there is enough fuss with it.
This narcissistic Minister of Propaganda did not even understand what he gave me in his hands. I found a secluded place and began to experiment with the signature of Goebbels. I remember how we were taught this: there are seven stages, we must go through each. It's good that I took a handle from the Gestapo with me.
The first is the definition of the tilt of handwriting. I checked with the signature of the Minister on the document: the letters are tilted to the right. Second: characteristic distances between letters – hmm, the letters are inscribed with very large intervals. Third – the size of the letters. Obviously, the letters are very small. Fourth – form of letters. Difficulties always arise with this, but in the case of Goebbels signature there were no problems. The letters are drawn subtly, without any office curls. Fifth – connections between letters. The peculiarity of handwriting was – the letters were connected mainly from above. Sixth – direction of handwriting. Everything https://non-stop-gb-casino.co.uk/ is simple here: the signature was as if arc, arch. And finally, the seventh and last – specific loops and strokes. There was exactly one curl at the end of the signature, and she crossed out a signature. No problems, right on the textbook.
Now I had fake documents: the order to redirect the load to the cache near Nuremberg. Messengers at the entrance to the bunker bought. Well, with the first problem we figured out. Now – Fuhrer's apartments.
Of course, the door is locked. Hitler is now somewhere at a different level. But Eva Brown responded to a knock. As it turned out, Frau Hitler is already. She quickly, the next day after the execution of her husband. She thought that I was Guncha, who brought her a letter from Frau Osterlyin. No, I'm not Guncha, I am Gerhard Mayer and I can bring you a letter. Where is it? At the entrance? Ein Moment.
The watch officer flatly refused to give me the personal correspondence of the four Hitler. But then the phone called, and the officer was distracted for a while. So that he would forget about me at all, I inserted the pen into the working fan: the noise rose so that the sentry buried in the phone and completely forgot about everything except the except for the heard orders at the other end of the wire. Take a letter for Frau Hitler from his table and quietly leave is easier.
This is important: Many tasks in the game do not have a clear sequence, but this task should not be fulfilled before you forge the signature of Goebbels. After all, then you will not have a pen to do it.
Eve was delighted with a letter and even invited me to enter. As I understand it, she really lacked simple attention. It was my chance. I listened to her idiotic stories about nothing, and then talked about my fictitious bride. The fact that I urgently need to call her, and all the officers are too busy to be distracted by such trifles. Maybe there is a phone ..
The girl refused to me what I showed her a photo card of a nurse from a hospital near Beelitz-Hilestetten. Eve was so felt that she allowed me to go to the bedroom. I immediately looked at the documents on Hitler's desktop. All the necessary data on the U-977 were found very quickly. Now I had a frequency of communication with the submarine and the password for communication.
The missile launch panel was also on the table. The back cover was locked, but two keys hung on Klein’s neck, and one of them, small and unusual, seemed to be suitable. I took out the processor from the circuit, the indicators immediately went out. The visibility of the remote control was to be preserved at least until the moment when I transmit the message to the submarine.
It's good that I have a battery left. Connect the circuits so that the signal to the indicators does not come from the processor, but from the power element, was a thing of a trifle. A couple of minutes, and wiring (yellow and green) are connected to the terminals of the battery.
The last one remained: the connection with Heinz Schaffer. I had a portable radio station in Fegelyain's cabinet, but it was not suitable for this task. But it was possible to drown out the signal from the radio room.
In the technical rooms I met Guncha. I told him about betrayal: the spear of Longin did not get to the bunker. He immediately darted into a radio room. So you have to act quickly.
I assigned the station to the generator and included the submarine frequency. Of course, the signal in the radio room drowned out. The radio operator and Gunshe rushed to check the backup on another bunker tier. I could only turn off the station in the generator and go for the remote control myself.
The text should be composed on Morzyanka. “Russians in the bunker. The Führer is dead. Do not believe anyone. Long live Germany!"Then – the password received from the documents in Hitler's chambers. Everything, now the submarine will be silent and not respond to any signal from the hopper.
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Hitler called all officers in a small meeting room. Nobody expected such a turn of events. It turns out that the project "America", the work of Professor von Brown, rockets with nuclear charges – fiction, propaganda. The only thing Fuhrer had was the atomic reactor of that very factory. And it was his Hitler who decided to blow up. To destroy the entire German people, and at the same time – who will make from the "barbarians".
He tried to call an explosion from his remote control, and nothing came of it. I kept a stone expression on my face ..
