Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 105: Meeting
f2oo’s landing did not encounter any problems. This was originally a long-range passenger plane developed for Lufthansa. The Luftwaffe was hungry and changed her to military use. Now except for a few "vultures" who are still on duty in the North Sea, most of them have been They are sent to a conversion plant to be retired from the military. Except for some converted into government planes, the rest will be put into operation on commercial routes.
This special plane is one of the four "Vultures" retired from the Air Force's long-range reconnaissance unit. The modification was carried out in a hasty manner, but the civilian cabin layout was restored, and the bottom of the cabin still retains the elongated bomb. Cabin with machine gun pod.
The crew’s organization is still under the Air Force, except that they usually wear Lufthansa uniforms, and only the crew members know it. In a locked spare parts box at the back of the cockpit, there are also four 15 airlines. Machine guns and supporting ammunition, once needed, can immediately restore the aircraft's armed.
Amidst the loud and majestic military music, the huge "vulture" slowly slipped into the apron, and two British ground crews ran quickly to help the crew members lower the folding gangway at the hatch.
Baron Ryerson first stood in the hatch and looked around, then walked down the gangway with a briefcase.
"You know what, Schultz, I like the air here." The baron turned his head and said to his friend who was walking down the gangway.
"I don't think so, there is dust everywhere."
"This is the desert, Schultz." The baron responded to his friend's complaint, then with a warm smile on his face, strode towards the Englishman who greeted him.
"Welcome to Egypt." Sir Fay stepped forward and greeted Ryerson.
"Hi Reinhardt!" Ryerson took off his top hat and gave an arm salute first.
Fay was used to dealing with Germans in London, and it’s no surprise that he’s already familiar with it. To be honest, now because of that Singapore dollar, Germans actually like to raise arms more than Hitler’s days. Some people wanted to show their qualifications as members of the Nazi party, while others simply declared his loyalty to Yuan.
Fay noticed that there was a silver Spanish Cross on the chest of Baron Ryerson's tuxedo. If he guessed correctly, the baron should have been on the battlefield.
"You are Baron Ryerson, I'm Sir Fay." Faye smiled and reached out to the German Baron.
"I heard people talk about you as early as in Berlin. Many of my friends praised your friendship and enthusiasm for the Third Reich. It's an honor to meet you here, Sir Fay." Ryerson shook his hand firmly. Sir Fay shook his hand a few times.
"Please allow me to introduce my assistant, Mr. Hank Schultz." Ryerson let go of Jazz's hand and introduced his friend to the British Jazz.
"It's an honor to see you, Sir Faye." Schultz shook hands with Faye.
"Also please allow me to introduce, the Baron, Mr. Schultz, this is the commander of the British Garrison in Cairo, Colonel Rick Hunter. In the coming days, he will personally take charge of your stay in Egypt. Security work." Faye gave up Colonel Hunter behind him.
"Good meeting, Colonel Hunter."
"Fortunately meeting, Mr. Baron." So the two sides were courteous again.
"It's going well along the way, Baron." After the party, Sir Fay led the German guests to the waiting convoy, which was a long way from downtown Cairo.
"It was going well. I encountered bad weather while staying in Libya, but our crew members were very experienced, so there was no delay." Ryerson replied.
"That's really..." Just as Fay was about to flatter the German guests, his words were suddenly interrupted by the sight in front of him.
I saw five shiny black limousines rushing along the taxiway on the side of the runway. The wheels ran over the gravel track, and the dust was raised behind them, which attracted the attention of others most. Yes, it is the car flag hanging on both sides of the front of the car. On the white pennant, two black lightning symbols are used by the SS. They are two sig lightning symbols in the Norse script, which means victory. .
"The SS? Why did they come here?" Faye looked at Colonel Henry with some confusion, and the other side shrugged his shoulders to indicate that he didn't know.
"Are they here to meet you? Baron." Fay turned his head and looked at Ryerson.
"I'm afraid not, Sir Fay, the person they are going to meet should still be on the plane." Ryerson answered with a smile.
"There are other people on the plane? I thought it was the only two of you." Faye was a little surprised, wondering what the Germans were playing.
"It's just a few SS officers. They were flying in Libya. They had nothing to do with my mission. They just came to Egypt by the way." Ryerson looked at the plane.
It seems that the passengers on the plane also showed a galloping convoy. Six SS officers and soldiers in black uniforms carried their luggage and walked off the plane quickly.
These German SS forces that suddenly appeared on the tarmac successfully attracted the attention of the British troops present. Thanks to the big brains of the British media, this force is already a fierce name in the eyes of the British and is often British parents used it to scare the little friends who refused to eat and sleep properly.
Frankly speaking, the British did not slander the SS. Historically, this force was indeed stained with innocent blood, and the people who were oppressed and killed were not only the Jews in the German occupied territories, but also a large number of the Nazis. Dissatisfied German compatriots, for the sake of their originality and belief, these people can abandon their humanity and conscience without hesitation. Himmler: The SS is always loyal, never betrayed, and has no little secrets. Xu Jun: I wonder if they change their uniforms to dark green, they will become more loyal... ̄ ̄".
"That person... the SS officer, the one with silver trim on his chest, I think I have seen him." Sir Fay caught one of the SS officers at a glance. Familiar faces.
"Why is he here? Does the German dollar have any new plans." Fay wondered in his heart.
Sir Fay had met Randolph. It was at Buckingham Palace in London. Fay clearly remembered that the young SS lieutenant colonel at that time followed the German dollar at every step, but Faye was standing there. There was no opportunity for the members of the parliamentarians on both sides to communicate with this Yuan's adjutant.
"Do you know that Lieutenant Colonel?"
"Ah, I don't know him, I just saw it in London." Faye is not going to continue talking about this, he just wants to report this to his most reliable friends as soon as possible.
"The SS has an office in Cairo." Colonel Hunter could not find a word.
"They and I are not the same system, although they are all appointed by Yuan." Baron Ryerson loosened the collar of his shirt with his fingers.
"Want to go over and say hello? Sir Faye." The baron smiled and looked at Faye.
"Forget it today, it seems that they don’t like contact with strangers. We’ll take you to the hotel to rest first. Williste has prepared the best room in Cairo for you. I promise you will never I found something better than this. Do you want to ask who Willis is? Hahaha, I will introduce you to the place~IndoMTL.com~ That is a great man, I think there is no one he can't do in Cairo Matter." Sir Fay slapped haha and continued to guide the Baron towards the vehicle.
"Sir..." At this moment, Whitewood walked over quickly and stopped in front of the group.
"What's the matter, Major." Colonel Hunter asked with a frown.
"This is Major Whitewood of the Royal Air Force, the deputy commander of the Western Cairo base." Faye introduced to Ryerson.
"Sir, the Xunlong is the plane that landed ahead. The pilot on it was an officer of the Luftwaffe. At the same time, there was a German 6th Army officer and two French civilians among the passengers of the plane. I don’t Know what to do with them, whether to detain or release them."
"Can't you change a convenient time to report this matter? Major Whitewood!" Hunter exclaimed dissatisfiedly.
"The two moral officials are very emotional now. They demanded that they be released immediately, but we haven't figured out the problem with the plane..." Whitewood said helplessly.
If you switch to a pilot from the UK or other European countries, he will be able to detain people without saying anything, and wait for the investigation and then deal with the results according to the results. At that time, it will be a matter of the military law department. But now it’s two German officials that Whitewood can’t handle in this way. Although he has absolute law enforcement powers in the British base, with the current relationship between Britain and Germany, he must ask for instructions to make decisions. Only the superior.
"What the **** is going on? Can you tell me about it? Major Whitewood." At this moment, the German envoy interjected. For some reason, he suddenly became interested in the two German compatriots.
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