The Modern Age Of The Mysterious
/ The Modern Age of the Mysterious Chapter 809
In the Kingdom of Hermann, the Pader River flows through a small city with a population of 32,000 people. This small city was named Paderborn because of this river. Next to Paderborn lies the valley called Alme. Winding along the mountain road, you can see a castle built on the mountainside halfway up the mountain. Judging from the weathering of the bricks and stones, you can tell that this building has been around for some years. Its overall shape is somewhat peculiar: three main buildings connected to form an elongated triangle. Wewoelsberg Castle was once the official residence of the prince. Nowadays, outside this huge stone building with a history of three hundred years, a somewhat special flag is flying.
This kind of flag has a red background and a black ribbon with two letters "S" turned into lightning. Today, Wewolsberg Castle has been indefinitely requisitioned by the Hermann SS. People who come and go here They were all wearing crisp military uniforms.
This solemn and somewhat eerie castle also hides the dark secrets of this elite force. The special force "Heritage Protection Brigade" established by Heinrich Himmler, a high-ranking official who believed in mystery and Andol Sistine's deputy, was designed to collect mysterious talents and resources and realize their extreme aspirations. This unit is also permanently stationed in the castle with the SS. Most of the selected members of this rather mysterious force have the ability to explore secrets. It is under the overall management of Colonel Carl Weissall. It can be regarded as a militarized explorer organization.
On the other hand, the occult organization "Ultra North" that once assisted that person in seizing the power of the German state has also been stationed here for a long time as the mysterious guide and advisor of the "Heritage Protection Brigade".
At this time, Corporal Halle Yumila, who is affiliated with the Heritage Protection Brigade, is in Colonel Weissall's office. She and her commander are listening to one of the scholars from the Far North, Maia Orschi. Amid the falling ice, the man's condition...
"One thing is strange - this man, wearing modern clothes..." Ms. Orski's expression was cold, and Harley always felt that she seemed to lack human emotions. "What's even stranger is that this is not a frozen body. —The people in the meteorite are still alive."
Weissall's brows furrowed quickly: "Still alive?"
"Yes."
The SS colonel in front of him seemed unable to believe the news brought by the female scholar for a moment, and he blinked.
Maia Olski continued: "He is definitely not an ancient person. In addition to judging from his clothes, he also wears a very special copper alloy pocket watch."
What fell from the sky was not the prophesied ancient Aryan man, but a modern man. Harry could feel that this news disappointed Colonel Weissall. However, it still surprised him to hear that the people in the meteorite were still alive. The commander in charge of the mysterious force said: "So, this person is a contemporary person who was frozen in outer space for some reason, and then turned into meteorite and returned to Earth?"
"Most likely."
"Then how did he get up there?" The colonel was not asking. He was pacing and seemed to be thinking. Whether it is the scientific research team led by Heisenberg or the occult group now headed by Maia Orsch, their careers are still in the exploratory stage, and they are far from touching the ability to send people into outer space... In the end Which organization or country allowed this man to go to outer space and now return?
Even Maia Olski couldn't give an answer. She could only stand silently.
At this time, the door was opened. The guard stepped in, saluted and reported: "Professor Lien from the Far North has something important to report and is waiting at the door."
"Put it in."
"Yes!" As soon as the soldier turned around and went out, a short scholar wearing white robes and glasses hurried in. His thick lenses were fogged, and his lips were trembling slightly: "Reporting to the commander..."
"That man..." the professor swallowed, "that man woke up."
"How is he doing?" Weissall walked at the front, and Professor Lean could only trot next to him: "He just opened his eyes and is still relatively weak."
Harley saw the colonel turn to look at Maia Olski, and seemed to make some calculations in his mind. He stopped and turned to himself and said: "Arrange two teams."
The colonel continued to move forward. While keeping up with the rapid pace, Harley touched the black bone collar badge with her finger and issued a summons order to her two team members and another team. Harry realized that Chief Weissall seemed to be a little too cautious: the witch from the far north who followed him had a holy spear in her soul, and she was not afraid of the arrival of the so-called Ace level from the European Exploration Organization. If that extraterrestrial visitor is an enemy, and the threat level even exceeds the existing judgment system, calling in two black bone teams is just to fill a hole...
While thoughts were swirling in her mind, Harry followed the commander to the underground structure of the castle. Professor Lean knocked on the door in two steps, and the panic-stricken young assistant opened the door. A stream of hot air and mist hit his face. The professor's eyes were filled with fog again. He could only take off his glasses and wipe them with a handkerchief in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
Not afraid of the heat, the colonel strode to the wet wooden platform. The man on the wooden platform had already sat up, looking blankly at the sudden increase in people around him. The clothes on his body were half dry, wrinkled, and looked very old.
Over the colonel's shoulder, Harley stared into the man's face. UU reading www.uukanｓhu. com
"Who are you?" Weissall asked in a low voice in German. When the man didn't respond, he switched to Leonese again: "Who are you?"
The other party never responded, looking blankly at the man in a crisp black uniform in front of him.
Behind Harley, the two teams she had assembled arrived. Seeing that the situation was stable, she asked five "Black Bones" to guard the door.
"I just tried to communicate with him..." the young assistant on the side whispered, "He seems to have no ability to express himself verbally."
Weissall ignored the assistant and pointed to the sky and then to the ground: "You fell from the sky. Who are you?"
Following the colonel's gesture, the man looked at the dark ceiling of the basement, his eyes returned, but there was still no reply. Harley observed the trajectory of the man's eyes just now. She noticed something and took a step forward: "Colonel, let me try."
Before joining the army, Harley worked as a nurse in a nursing home. She had experience communicating with people suffering from amnesia and Alzheimer's disease. She believed that she was the only one who could communicate with this man in this castle.
The colonel made some room and Harley walked over. She slowly came closer and sat on the edge of the wet board. Not in a hurry to communicate with the man, she turned to look at the assistant who had been a little uneasy: "Do you have paper and pen?"
The assistant quickly brought a pen and paper from the table next to him. After Harley took it, she looked at the man. There was obviously a vigilant expression on the man's face just now, but now his eyes became softer.
In the firelight, Harley pointed to herself, and then wrote her name in German script on the paper, pronouncing it slowly: "I, Harley."
Then she pointed at the man: "Who are you?" Harley handed over the paper and pen.
The man took the pen and stared at the white paper for several seconds. Then he raised his head, looked at Harley, and shook his head with confusion.
Chapter end
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