Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

Model, who returned to the room after the banquet, washed his face and was about to lie down when he heard a knock on the door from outside.

He walked over and opened the door. Standing outside the door was Sofia. "Sophia? What's wrong so late?" After coming here for so many days, I haven't found anything unusual about her, and I don't know what her "special mission" is.

Sophia walked into the room and said to him in an inaudible voice. "Your Majesty General, I have to perform a mission and I need your cooperation."

"How to cooperate?" He is a pure soldier and does not like the sneaky activities of these spies.

"It's very simple. You just need to sit down and don't make a sound." After speaking, Sofia took out a record from the bag she carried with her and put it into the record player nearby and pressed the switch.

Then she started to unbutton her clothes.

"What are you doing?" Model was stunned by her actions.

Sofia put her fingers in front of her lips and made a silent gesture. She continued to untie her belt and took off her coat, leaving only her tight-fitting thin underwear. She then took out a set of black tights from her bag. After putting it on, he turned off the light and walked to the window. He looked outside for a while, then carefully opened the window and quickly climbed out.

The cold air from the window suddenly rushed in, and Model shivered. Only then did he notice that what came from the record player was not beautiful and soothing music, but a soul-stirring chant.

"..." Model stared blankly at the record player playing the chanting sound. The sound became louder and louder, enough for people outside to imagine what was happening in the room.

Although he really wanted to turn off the damn record player, Model could only hold it in depressedly thinking about the "special mission" ordered by His Highness.

I don't know how long it took, but I heard a slight rustling movement from the window. Sophia slipped in through the window, changed her clothes silently, put away the records and left Model's room.

The confused Model pondered for a long time and couldn't figure out the reason. He could only lie on the bed full of questions and fell asleep soon.

Early the next morning, Model was awakened by a sudden scream. He heard the noise in the corridor outside the door. He hurriedly put on his coat and walked out of the door. He saw many people rushing to the end of the corridor, with disbelief and panic on their faces. Model reached out and grabbed a senior staff officer and asked. "What happened? Did the Soviets break through the defense line?" Logically speaking, it was impossible for the Soviets to break through the defense line so quickly. What on earth could have happened to make them so panicked?

"I heard that your Excellency, Marshal, Your Excellency, Marshal..." The senior staff officer blushed and stammered for a long time before finally uttering a complete sentence. "Your Excellency Marshal, he is dead!"

Model was shocked. "How is it possible? The marshal was fine yesterday, how could he suddenly die?" He threw away the staff officer and ran straight to Marshal Mannerheim's room.

The entire corridor was already crowded with people, and he finally squeezed to the door of the Marshal's room. He glanced inside and saw Marshal Mannerheim lying on the bed with even corpse spots on his face. It seemed that It's really dead.

At this time, the panic-stricken President Kayander hurried over. When he saw the body of Marshal Mannerheim, his feet softened and he almost fell to the ground. "What the hell is going on?!"

A doctor in a white coat said sadly in the room. "The symptoms seem to be myocardial infarction. However, the specific cause of death can only be confirmed after an autopsy. Your Excellency, President, look..."

President Kayandre nodded without hesitation. "Let's do an autopsy now. We can't let the Marshal die in such an unclear way."

Seeing Marshal Mannerheim, who was covered with white cloth, being carried onto a stretcher, everyone took off their hats and lowered their heads. Many people had begun to cry, and the atmosphere was extremely desolate.

Model, who had a tense face on the side, was in a cold sweat. He felt that Marshal Mannerheim's death was closely related to Sophia; if the Finns were to find any clues, he would probably die on the spot.

After receiving the news of Mannerheim's death, Reinhard couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. This guy didn't know if he was lucky or lucky. He had organized several assassinations over the years, but he was dodged every time, even to the last hair. Not hurt. If he didn't die, he would have to apologize to His Highness.

The reason why Yannick took such pains to get rid of Mannerheim was not because he had any personal grudge against him, but because Marshal Mannerheim was a pure patriot.

Mannerheim gave everything to Finland and reserved almost nothing for himself.

He is the same character as Jon Snow in "A Song of Ice and Fire". He is a soldier of noble origin who adheres to some untimely ideas or values. He cherishes honor and values ​​responsibility in his military and political career, and engages in official duties without partisanship. The position he obtained He did not deliberately pursue social and status. He stepped forward when the country and tribe needed him, and retreated quietly when he was not needed. He did not care about personal gains and losses.

It was he who strongly opposed Finland joining the Axis powers, even though he had no choice but to declare war on the Soviet Union. The Finnish army only regained the territory of the Karelian Isthmus, that is, it no longer conducted active military operations.

Not only that, Mannerheim repeatedly refused to assist Germany in attacking the Soviet Union, and limited the war to defending sovereignty and independence and recovering the lands occupied by the Soviet Union. This move did not lead to deep hatred of the Soviet Union, but also avoided direct conflict with Germany.

Later in the war, as the German army was retreating steadily, Mannerheim hoped to reconcile with the Soviet Union. But the Soviet Union, which has always been vengeful, naturally would not agree, so it launched a counterattack against Finland in 1944. Facing the Soviet invasion, the Finns were forced to resist, took up arms and started guerrilla warfare against the Soviet Union. Although the Soviet Union had the advantage, it suffered huge casualties. In just one summer campaign, the Soviet Union lost more than 100,000 people. The Soviets knew that Finland was difficult to deal with, so they negotiated peace with Finland. After Finland accepted its conditions, the two sides reached a settlement.

After the Soviet Union and Finland reconciled, the Germans would naturally not be happy, causing the conflict between Finland and Germany to continue to intensify. In accordance with the agreement reached with the Soviet Union, Finland decided to expel the Germans, and the Finnish army under the leadership of Mannerheim fought with the Germans again. In the Battle of Lapland, Finland suffered only 1,000 casualties, while Germany suffered as many as 2,000 casualties. The combat effectiveness of the Finns is evident.

In this way, during World War II, Finland was simply the flat-headed brother of Europe, fighting against the two major powers of Germany and the Soviet Union. In the face of powerful opponents, the Finns showed no fear or flinch. They drove away the two powerful enemies with fierce force and beat the powerful Soviet Union to black and blue wounds. Mentioning Finland gives me a headache.

Yannick didn't want to waste such a powerful fighting force, so of course he wanted to get rid of Mannerheim's stumbling block, and now he finally got his wish.