Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 345: The Returning Ensign

The French navy camp was established on the east bank of the Yangtze River in the urban area of ​​Chongqing. At that time, the French Far East Fleet listed Chongqing as its opening port, and the local waters needed to be surveyed and sent warships upstream. A military terminal was built at the junction of the Jialing River and the Yangtze River in Chongqing. At the same time, supporting logistics and residential houses were built along the river. She, this mixed Eastern and Western style building carries the humiliation of the Chinese people, because it means that the water police power in this section of the river has fallen into the hands of Western powers.

With the end of World War I, the influence of European powers in the East began to weaken. The war consumed too much manpower and material resources in the West, and the sphere of influence of various countries began to shrink accordingly. France has long handed over the right of maritime police, and this barracks has lost its practical use. France rebuilt a luxurious consulate on the opposite side of Yuzhong. This old barracks was used as a backup warehouse for some supplies and personal sundries. However, there are still some rooms available for people to live in. These are the sailors and officers on the French gunboat Barnes. The 240-ton shallow water gunboat is now docked on the pier in the embassy area. Because it is close to the main road along the river bank, it used to be a lively area with people coming and going, but now it is constantly flowing with people and cars.

"Look, it's the car of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs again." A policeman in a black uniform and a white-collar badge pushed a hand of his companion who was "checking" the peddlers.

"Lao Tzu's, respect and respect every day, my hands are almost broken."

Getting a reminder from his companion, the police officer had to let the hawker angrily and kicked the opponent's **** to get him out.

"Salute!" Several police officers lined up in an uneven formation, raising their hands crookedly to salute the approaching Ford car.

"Kànkàn, what it looks like, the salute is not good, the police officers in the accompany capitals of all countries are so tired, how can we stand up in front of these powers." Sitting in the passenger seat The secretary shook his head and sighed at the foreign minister in the back seat.

"The current police chief is Xu Zhongqi. He is the person in Dai Yunong's pocket. It is said that he has some private relationship with the Kong family. Now the country is difficult when employing people. It is better to do more than to do less, and let him go. Right." Wang Chonghui sat in the back seat with a cane in his hand and closed his eyes and rested. Hearing the secretary's complaint, he calmly replied.

"Sir, it's almost there. I saw Consul Fisher's car parked on the side of the road." The secretary changed the subject awkwardly.

"At that time, the Japanese wanted to extract the secrets of the empire from my mouth, and I severely scolded him back." Sitting in the restaurant of the navy camp, Lieutenant Gerhardt was holding a knife and fork and struggling to cut. Looking at the pepper steak in front of him, bùcuò, the chef's craftsmanship on the French gunboat, this was already the second piece he had eaten in this meal.

"The secret level of the lost technical information manual is not very high. At most, they can feel some fur on some data. The problem is that your flight diary. Are you sure that there are no military secrets recorded in it?" Yang The captain put down his knife and fork and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

"The diary was newly changed three weeks ago. It only recorded some training flight plans in French Indochina, some airport data and weather reports, and did not involve any secrets. Regarding this operation, I I haven't had time to remember, these **** thieves." Gerhardt replied with a depressed look.

"Tell me how you were rescued." Captain Yang picked up the bottle and poured another glass of brandy for the ensign and himself.

"I've said it countless times before, Captain, oh thank you." Gerhardt put down his knife and fork and took a sip from his glass.

"I understand your thoughts, your cautious attitude is correct. You see, you have been back for two days, and now the outside world has not zhīdào the news of your rescue, is it not enough to gain your trust. Don't forget Ensign, you are a German soldier after all." Lieutenant Dracula has eaten five tea eggs in a row and is peeling the sixth egg.

"Sorry, Lieutenant, it’s not that I want to hide it. Actually, I don’t really understand what happened. Among those who saved me, I only know a Chinese friend. He told me his identity belongs to Chongqing University. Professor. But now it seems that this identity should be fake. They didn't ask me anything in return from beginning to end, only saying that it was thanks to me for landing the Japanese plane. They only made one request before sending me back. Please be sure to conceal the news of the rescue from the outside world, because it is related to the life of one of their comrades. In my zhīdào, a brave man broke into the group of rebels. It was he who saved my life and I was obliged to take it. Responsible for his safety, as a German soldier, I must keep my promise." Gerhardt cut a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth.

"It seems that you are having a great conversation, gentlemen." Major Speru walked in from the outside with a tailored suit of the Air Force officer.

"Second Lieutenant Gerhardt, the superior has agreed to your request. Congratulations. You are now dead. I will take your pension and invite everyone to eat." Speru pulled out a chair and leaned back. Sit down at the table.

"You really have a good appetite, Gerhardt, you might be too fat to fit into the cabin like this, just like Goering back then." Major Speru took the former commander-in-chief without any scruples. The figure is joking.

"Now our planes are all destroyed. In order to prevent being recognized, I can't go out casually. Right now I really don't want to do anything besides eating and drinking." Gerhardt put down the knife Fork, took a sip of brandy.

"Grow your beard as soon as possible, and I will get you an army uniform, so that no one will recognize you. Just as we see these orientals all look the same, in fact, it is difficult for them to distinguish. It shows the differences in our western faces, so as long as you disguise a little, you can easily deceive them. In this country, there are not many people who look like you, and your luggage has been stolen. Only the picture of Herman with you." Captain Yang finished talking and lit a cigarette.

"I did not expect that the Marshal would agree to your report, Major." Dracula poured half a cup of water and began to take the seventh tea egg.

"Marshal Brumberg specifically asked for instructions to the high command. It is said that even the capital was alarmed." Captain Yang dusted the soot, showing off his good news.

"We can't compare with the people who carry the radio wherever we go. After we leave the plane, we pilots can only be reduced to light infantry." Major Speru slapped the sideburns in his ear and put on a very grieving pair. Look like.

"To be honest, Major, maybe even inferior to light infantry. I have learned the marksmanship of some of you." Dracula made up for it lightly.

"Okay, no kidding, it’s obvious what the superiors meant. The death of Lieutenant Gerhardt is more beneficial to the empire than living, so you can look at it with confidence. Lieutenant, before you die, you can play last night Are the fifteen marks that the card owes me settled?" Captain Yang said to Gerhardt with a smile.

"Now you can only stay in this building for the time being, but it won't be long. When the special mission arrives, we will be sent back to French Indochina. Now we count these two days It's up to you." Shi Boru lifted Erlang's legs.

"Will we possibly be recalled to China next? After all, because I made such a big thing." Gerhardt asked with a slightly guilty expression.

"Reassured, I have reported your situation truthfully. Even if there is a problem, it should be borne by my commander. Moreover, this time the marshal has expressed support for our operation on behalf of the command. He believes me His judgment is correct, and all this is to avoid further losses to the empire." Sporu patted Gerhardt's shoulder vigorously.

"I have received good news. When we return to French Indochina, we will prepare to receive a batch of new aircraft, so you will start the recovery exercise from today. I will let Captain Claude himself Staring at you~IndoMTL.com~ Also, second lieutenant, you have to consider how to deal with the Chinese girl's problem. Her parents now think that she is dead, and because of your relationship, she can't return for the time being Family. We can't hand her over to the Chinese government. It is really a headache." Captain Yang added a cigarette and squeezed the original cigarette **** out in the ashtray.

"Zhang is a good girl, I can see that she trusts and depends on you very much." Dracula wiped out the last egg and wiped the corners of his mouth contentedly.

"Second Lieutenant Gerhardt, I hope you will take this issue seriously. It is related to a girl’s reputation. I found from Chinese historical documents that Orientals pay much attention to these issues. For example, a man must marry a woman. Just because he accidentally saw the other party's bare feet, if the man yàoshì disagrees, the woman will be executed by someone in the family." Captain Yang was holding a cigarette, full of the face that I am China Tong.

"Major, I want to take Zhang with him." Gerhardt turned to Speru and asked.

"In what capacity and for what reason?" Captain Yang asked.

"Then use the identity of an individual employee. We have the right to recruit some service personnel locally. After returning to French Indochina, she can have another job in the medical team of the brigade. Protection, and also get a lot of salary." Major Speru had an idea and immediately figured out a way.

"That's it, Gerhardt, I'm so witty." The Air Force major dàxiào proudly, and patted the ensign on the shoulder again.

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