His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's Suspicions

"This is where?"

"I don't know, Your Highness."

Crown Prince William looked around in confusion, unable to figure out where he was. He didn't regret his action. The only thing he found strange was, why did the British plane appear so fast?

It's like knowing that you are underneath.

Baron von Bueck's mood was also extremely complicated. Once something happened to His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, he would be the sinner of Germany.

Now only myself, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Major Marison are left here. The situation was very passive. They didn't know where they were or where to evacuate.

If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince falls into the hands of the British, the consequences will be unimaginable...

"Major Marison, you must protect His Highness from here." Booker said seriously.

"Yes, Baron." Mallison looked around: "I don't know where we are now. Please allow me to go to a farther place to check."

"Go." At this point, everything can only be done as Marrison said. After all, he is a pure soldier.

Crown Prince William August said nothing, just sat there thinking about something.

"Your Highness, do you need something to eat?" As soon as Marison left, Booker came to His Highness the Crown Prince and asked.

August shook his head: "Baron Booker, I'm thinking about something. Don't you think it's a little strange? The enemy seems to have completely grasped our route..."

Baron Booker frowned: "Don't you think this British bombing was not accidental?"

"I don't think so." August held his chin and muttered: "The place where we were bombed has no bombing value. Why did the British planes come? And I noticed that there was a very obvious thing about the place where we were bombed. The mountain sign can be easily seen from the air. The British planes arrived in time and bombed too accurately. "

"Do you mean we have a spy?" Baron Booker somewhat understood what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince meant.

"There must be a spy who passed all my itinerary to the British, and they have a complete set of transmission methods, otherwise they would not let the British know the information so quickly." August answered very definitely: "The spy must have It's from within us, and it's someone I trust very much."

A trace of surprise flashed in Booker's eyes: "The person you trust? Do you already have a target of suspicion?"

"Baron Booker, I do have a target of suspicion." August pursed his lips: "There are only two people who know all my action routes and can send the information out in time, and one of them is you... ..."

"Your Highness, I will never betray you, and I will never betray Germany!" Baron Booker seemed to be greatly insulted.

"Baron Kirijens von Booker, I have never doubted your loyalty." August smiled slightly, and then his face became solemn: "There is another person, our Major Marison."

"Major?" Baron Booker was stunned for a moment: "Do you think Major Marison will betray you? Is he a British spy? You must know that he has served you loyally for so many years."

Baron Booker is an upright man. If he goes along with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince now, then he can completely get rid of the suspicion, but he will not do this. He did not believe that Major Marison would betray His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"I doubt him, and I doubt him very much." August said calmly: "Do you remember, I set off fifteen minutes earlier than planned, but not long after I left, Major Marison said that from my safety Thinking about it, we must go to the front to search and eliminate danger. From the time he left to the time he came back, exactly fifteen minutes passed..."

Baron Booker took a breath of air: "Are you saying that he is trying to delay the bombing by British planes?"

August did not answer directly: "After we were bombed, Marison immediately took me to the other side to escape, and soon separated from my guards. I didn't think much about it at the time, but when I felt After calming down, I started to feel that something was wrong, why should I leave the protection of the guards? Baron, this is not Marison's previous style."

"If you put it that way, I also feel a little confused." Baron Booker's brows knitted together: "Our escape route was all guided by Marison, and now we are in such a dangerous place... ...."

"Actually, it's very simple to judge whether Marison is a traitor." August stood up: "Marison is looking for a way out. I think we must find a safe place to hide instead of waiting here stupidly. He brought Britain with him."

After finishing speaking, he said to Baron Booker very seriously: "Kiliyans, my friend, please promise me that if we cannot escape and there is even a possibility of falling into the hands of the British, please Shoot me to death. I am afraid that the crown prince of Germany will never be captured by the enemy."

Baron Booker nodded solemnly...

...

A large group of British soldiers appeared, and it was Major Marison who led these British soldiers.

August's judgment was correct! Marrison - traitor!

Mallison was disappointed not to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, nor Baron Booker. This made him a little angry, and a lieutenant colonel who was leading this group of British people couldn't help but ask: "Where are the people?"

"I don't know." Mallison squinted his eyes and carefully observed his surroundings: "He was here when I left. He won't go far."

"Start a full search!"

On the order of the lieutenant colonel, British soldiers launched an all-round search.

And all of this fell into the eyes of August and Booker who were hiding not far away.

traitor! traitor! ! Baron Booker kept cursing this damn traitor, and he swore that if possible, he would shoot this shame of Germany!

August was extremely disappointed. He didn't want his judgment to be correct. He was even willing to apologize for doubting his subordinates.

But what happened before him proved his judgment.

He smiled bitterly. The situation was already very critical. Judging from the fact that the British came so quickly, it must be the British sphere of influence nearby.

Marison brought him to a desperate situation, a desperate situation where he might become a prisoner!

He poked Booker, and then the two quietly left the hiding place. Every minute you spend here increases the risk.

August believed that the German army had now launched all-round rescue, but whether he could persist until then was a big question.