Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 108: Everyone has their own thoughts
Remember [67♂Book ÷] in one second, free reading of wonderful novels without pop-up windows!
Looking at the quarrel between Sir Fay and Colonel Hunter intensifying, they even rolled up their sleeves to prepare for a hand-to-hand confrontation. Major Whitewood and the two orderly soldiers used a lot of energy to put these two anxious. The cockfight struggled to separate.
This farce-like inquiry can only be ended hastily. The German officer was allowed to leave the base, and Randolph also got the investigative power he wanted.
"This matter is not that simple. I have a hunch..." Randolph stood in front of the base barracks and shook hands with Baron Ryerson.
"Hope you can find out the truth soon, Lieutenant Colonel Randolph." Ryerson said sincerely.
"I have no doubt about this, Lord Baron. Don't let the jazz wait too long, where are you going to go later?" Randolph asked.
"It's okay, just let him wait, the jazz needs some time to calm down now. They booked a hotel for me in Cairo, and you, Lieutenant Colonel Randolph."
"My people have arranged it for me." Randolph tilted his head and motioned to the black caravan waiting aside.
"I hope to see you again in Cairo. Although I don't know what mission you are performing, I wish you good luck, Lieutenant Colonel." Ryerson said with a smile.
"Thank you, there will be a chance to meet again, Lord Baron, I also hope that your mission can be successfully completed." Randolph returned with a hearty smile.
Sir Fay stood beside his Lanchester limousine, staring at the tent by the runway with a cold gaze. He had never encountered such an arrogant officer in his life. The House of Lords has Determined to teach each other a lesson you will never forget.
"Rick Hunter originally had some expectations for him, and was planning to draw him into his own circle. He didn’t expect to be a stupid madman. Fortunately, God bless him to expose him in time. In front of him, if the colonel continues to maintain his current mentality, sooner or later he will have an irreparable disaster. By then, it may be too late for him to think about it."
Fay’s face is uncertain, and he secretly rejoices that he didn’t let his opponent participate in tonight’s card meeting, otherwise, once the guy hears a few words on the card table and stabs the outside world on a whim, wouldn’t it be a scam A large number of people died. Although everyone's background is very tough, a word or two of gossip will not hurt the skin, but the business between themselves and the Germans may be affected, and the profits involved are as high as tens or even millions of pounds.
"Sir, there is a situation I must tell you." A Royal Air Force lieutenant colonel stood by the car and said respectfully to Faye.
"What's the situation? Lieutenant Colonel Fillion." Fay asked calmly.
The Sir is full of contempt for the base commander at this moment. Now it seems that those comments about him are correct. This is a cowardly and fearful administrative officer. You will never want to find him at the scene of the incident. , He will only appear after the matter is over.
A cowardly guy like this can sit in the position of base commander. It is rumored that it is because Lieutenant General Arthur Langmore, commander of the Royal Air Force Mediterranean Theater Commander, appreciates this person's administrative ability very much. This appointment was made. But Sir Fay felt that perhaps General Longmore liked the cowardly character of the lieutenant colonel, so that the Air Force lieutenant general could better control the British air base in the Middle East through him.
"It's about those two ladies." Lieutenant Colonel Fillion looked around, then whispered.
"What lady?" Faye didn't respond.
"The passengers on the plane that the Germans were flying."
"I haven't had time to meet them just now, is there anything special about these two passengers?" Faye asked suspiciously.
"One of the ladies asked to contact the French Embassy in Cairo, so we asked her to make a phone call, and we heard her say on the phone..." Lieutenant Colonel Filian said, looking around again Look out.
"Don't hesitate, Colonel Fillion, what did she say?" Fay asked impatiently.
"So, your grandfather is Admiral Jean de Lavold? Your father is Lieutenant Colonel Bernard Duval of the French Indochina Air Force?" Krieger tried to restrain himself Of surprise.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier, Karuz." Miss Duval looked at the German pilot a little nervously.
"It's not too late now, is it, Lieutenant Krieger." Horn interjected, helping the beautiful French lady.
"In fact, Liz has a better family background, her father is..."
"Emily!" Miss Bloom interrupted her friend's words loudly.
"Well, it's okay now, haha, this is also a happy ending." Horn glanced at Miss Bloom, who was flushed, and then changed the subject with haha.
"Do you know anyone in Cairo? Can you find a place to stay?" Krieger asked Miss Duval.
"We are going to find Liz's relative. Their archaeological team is now living in Cairo. It should be possible to arrange a place for us." Miss Duwa replied.
"We are also going to Cairo. I'll talk to the lieutenant colonel and see if I can drop you in the city." Before the two beauties could answer, Captain Horn ran out of the room quickly.
"Emily, when I settle down in Cairo, I'll see you right away." Krieger whispered to Dewar.
"Who wants you to come here..." Miss Duval played a small temper on purpose.
"Then I won't come." "Dare you!" The two started flirting and flirting in front of Miss Bloom.
"French Admiral? I don't have any impression, but involving the French can add a little pressure to the British." Randolph rubbed his chin with his fingers like the head of state.
"Lieutenant Colonel, can I take her two to Cairo together so that I can find out where they are, so that I can keep in touch in the future." Horn asked.
"For your own convenience, Horn." Randolph raised his hand and patted Horn on the shoulder.
"Go get them in the car, we will leave in ten minutes~IndoMTL.com~Sergeant Dole, you take a few people to help the ladies carry their luggage." Randolph turned his head to a strong guard flag Said the sergeant.
"Yes, sir." The sergeant straightened his chest and took his orders.
"Thank you very much, Lieutenant Colonel Randolph." Horn nodded at Randolph.
"Damn it, this has caused trouble, and we must find a way to remedy the impact." Sir Fay whirled around the car.
"The situation you reported is very important, Lieutenant Colonel Fillion, now I'm going to give you a new task." Sir Fay stood still and beckoned to Fillion.
"Vincent, what do you think that Farian is talking to that **** Jazz?" Colonel Hunter looked at the two people whispering not far away with a look of disgust. He turned his head and asked the adjutant behind him. .
"It should be about the Germans." Lieutenant Captain Vincent replied respectfully.
The colonel didn't notice the worry hidden in the adjutant's eyes, but just nodded in agreement.
Captain Vincent was worrying at this time. Colonel Hunter spent too long in Cairo and was arrogant in the army. He has forgotten the terrible methods of domestic politicians and offended this well-founded member of the House of Lords. , The fate of the colonel is almost predictable.
Now I can only wait for Hunter to calm down, and then find a way to apologize to the congressman face to face. There may be room for recovery, at least it will not be too ugly.
As a close associate of the colonel, Captain Vincent will definitely be implicated in his career. Now he must start thinking about finding a way out for himself in advance and getting rid of the trouble he may encounter.
PS: The first chapter is here. After eating, we will continue to code the second chapter. It may be very late. Those who go to bed early can watch it tomorrow.
Thank you for your support. Continue to ask for votes and clicks for recommendations. The author will continue to work hard.