Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 106: Inquiry

"It's just a trivial matter. Some simple misunderstandings may have occurred. This is a common thing. We have been delayed here for a long time, Mr. Baron, we have prepared it for you in Cairo..." Colonel Hunter really didn't want to make another extravagance at this juncture. He tried to dissuade Ryerson from worrying about this nosy.

"Colonel Hunter!" Sir Faye interrupted the Colonel's words loudly, and then he looked at Ryerson with a smile on his face: "Since the Baron wants to know the situation, then you can make it clear that we There is nothing to hide from friends."

"Thank you very much, Sir Faye. I actually didn't mean anything else, just because I overheared the major just now that the matter involved our German officers, so I suddenly felt a little curious." Ryerson Slightly nodded to thank Faye.

"This is not a place to talk. We can go to the airport lounge. The sun here gives me a headache. I need to find a shady place to drink something to quench my thirst." Faye said and made an invitation. gesture.

"You may not believe it, Sir, I just drank three cups of coffee on the plane, but after standing here for a few minutes, I felt a little thirsty again." Ryerson looked hearty. There was a sincere expression in his smile.

"Politicians all over the world are the same, they are all hypocritical guys." Looking at this scene of British-German goodwill, Colonel Hunter slandered to himself.

Then the colonel turned his head and stared at Whitewood who was waiting aside. He really hates this elm-headed Air Force major now. If it weren’t for the disagreement of the two services, Colonel Hunt would really like to find a good opportunity. Educate each other.

So the group turned around and walked towards a row of barracks by the airport.

British construction techniques have always been very good, not to mention the style of the barracks, it turned out to be a solid brick and wood structure, the roof is covered with black tiles commonly used in Britain, and the exterior wall is painted. Beige paint, it looks like this house should be some years old. Obviously, when the British army established this base, they planned to station here for a long time.

Under the guidance of a base service officer, Faye and Ryerson and his group came to the lounge that was used by the pilots on duty. Of course, the room had been emptied in advance. When Faye walked into the lounge, there was There are no ghosts.

"Bring the two moral officials here. By the way, don't forget the other two passengers on the plane." Sitting in a chair, Sir Fay ordered Whitewood.

"Yes, sir." Whitewood gave a salute and turned quickly and ran out of the lounge.

"We have coffee, tea, and iced soda here." Sir Fay said to Ryerson.

"Please give me a glass of soda, thank you." The German envoy took off the top hat on his head and put it on the empty chair beside him with the briefcase.

"Where is Mr. Schultz?" Fay looked at the envoy's assistant.

"Thank you, I also want to have a cold soda, Sir." Schultz nodded in thanks.

"Please bring me a pot of tea, my stomach feels a little sick." Colonel Hunter found a chair and sat down.

Everything was readily available, and the orderly immediately served drinks.

"Fanta? I didn't expect to be able to drink it here." Ryerson picked up the soda bottle and said with some surprise.

"This drink is very popular here in Egypt, and our officers and soldiers also like to drink this refreshing drink." Faye said.

"They like to add whiskey to it. The exterior color has not changed, and it is not easy for the duty officer to notice." Colonel Hunter finally showed a smile on his face.

"The Luftwaffe also likes to drink this now, but unlike you, they like to add brandy to it." Ryerson nodded and said.

"To be precise, they added Fanta to the brandy." Schultz added with a smile.

This is not just a joke. At that time, the air forces of various countries had relatively loose management of pilots and did not prohibit them from drinking alcohol after the mission was completed. Especially after a **** and cruel aerial battle, nothing can comfort them more than alcohol. Tired body and mind, let them forget the grief after losing their comrades in arms.

Many front-line pilots have more or less alcohol problems, but as long as they do not affect the mission and their health the next day, the commander of the flight team generally chooses to open and close their eyes.

Several big people are enjoying delicious drinks under the blow of ceiling fans, waiting for Whitewood to bring some parties here. The Royal Air Force Major was a bit resolute, and within a short while, he took a few people into the lounge.

After the two German officials entered the room, they first scanned the people present, then hit their boots and raised their arms at the same time.

"Binz Horn, Captain of the German Sixth Army." "Lieutenant Karluz Krieger of the Luftwaffe." The two officers introduced themselves.

Ryerson immediately stood up and raised his arms in return. In fact, at the rank of baron, he could sit in a chair and return the courtesy, but in front of the British, he must be more rigorous.

"This is Baron Heinrich von Ryerson, German diplomatic envoy." Seeing the doubt in the German official's eyes, Sir Fay introduced.

"It's an honor to meet you, Lord Baron." Horn paid a 6th Army salute to the Baron, and the Baron nodded slightly in response.

"This is Sir Faye, the plenipotentiary envoy of the British cabinet, and Colonel Hunter, the commander of the Cairo garrison." The Baron introduced the two compatriots.

"Your Excellency, Colonel." The two officers bumped their boots again and nodded to the two British.

"Well, gentlemen, please sit down." Faye waved his hand and motioned for the two to sit down.

"Didn't it mean that there are two passengers?" Hunter looked up at Whitewood.

"The two passengers were both decent ladies. They had nothing to do with this incident. We just caught them on the way." Horn rushed to answer.

"They are resting in the next room, do you need me to bring them here?" Whitewood asked.

"No need for now, Major, I think Captain Horn and Lieutenant Krieger, right, they should be able to answer all the questions." Faye waved his hand and then looked at the two Germans. officer.

"As long as we know it." Horn nodded in agreement.

"Well, before that, can anyone tell me in detail what happened?" Baron Ryerson raised his hand.

"You still don't know what happened?" Fay turned abruptly to look at the baron.

Hunter on one side grew his mouth even more surprised. Ryerson could clearly see the cavities in the colonel’s mouth.

"I've been waiting for the colonel to give me detailed instructions." Ryerson opened his hands and said that he was innocent.

"Major, you are the person in charge of the scene, you are here to report to the Baron what happened." Hunter now turned around and the problem was still with him, and quickly threw the pot into Whitewood's arms.

"It’s like this. I received the order this afternoon...and then at 2:15 pm...I heard the lookout report...then I said to Colonel Hunter...really It was a wonderful landing... and then this Captain Horn... things are basically like this." Major Whitewood told everyone about the experience just now.

"Colonel Hunter, are there errors or omissions in Major Whitewood's report?" Faye turned to ask Hunter.

"No, that's all I know." Hunter replied.

"Very well, I understand everything too, thank you very much, Major Whitewood." Ryerson said to the major.

"You are welcome, this is my duty, Lord Baron. In addition, I have a few questions to ask the pilot." The major responded humbly.

"You can ask whatever you want, I believe Lieutenant Krieger will not hide anything." Ryerson looked at Krieger and said.

"Thank you very much, Lord Baron. I would like to ask Lieutenant Krieger, can you tell me where you got this Royal Air Force transport plane, and from which base did you get it from? Where is his destination?" Colonel Hunter asked.

"Sorry, I don't understand what you mean? The major, isn't this all arranged by you?" Krieger said in surprise.

"We arranged it? But I didn't find out the flight plan for this plane at all. Which base did you take off from?"

"Zibilit Air Force Base, where the British Air Force arranged this **** of a plane for us."

"Wait a minute, you mean this Xunlong was arranged for you by Zibilite base?"

"Of course, I also signed the aircraft's ground maintenance records. If you don't believe me, you can send someone there to check it." Krieger replied confidently.

"Where did you plan to go?"

"It's here, we were going to come to Cairo."

"Will it be because this flight was temporarily added, Zibilite forgot to notify the Cairo base" Sir Fay interjected and asked Whitewood.

"This possibility is very small, sir, unless the staff on duty there is drunk, if it is a temporary flight plan added~IndoMTL.com~ the staff on duty must be notified by phone or radio to land at the airport, only get this The plane will not be allowed to take off until Bian’s confirmation.” The Royal Air Force Major replied affirmatively.

"If our two German friends are telling the truth, then the problem must lie with the Ziberit base." Sir Faye concluded.

"Captain Horn, it looks like this is just a misunderstanding. Is there anything else you want to add?" Baron Ryerson smiled and said to Horn.

"Maybe it was indeed a misunderstanding that happened at the Cairo base, Lord Baron, but what I want to talk about now is another question." Horn stood up, walked to the middle of the room, and stood in front of the crowd with his chest straight. .

"I want to accuse British personnel of deliberately sabotaging the aircraft and attempting to murder German Wehrmacht officers." Horn said loudly.

"Wait, Captain, what are you talking about?"

"Be careful, you are responsible for your own words, Captain." The British exclaimed in unison.

"Do you know what this accusation means? Do you have conclusive evidence? Who do you think you are? Do you think..." Colonel Hunter stood up and threatened.

"No matter who he was before, but now he is my person."

A voice suddenly rang at the door, interrupting Colonel Hunter's words. Hunter turned his head angrily to see who dared to speak such a big deal.

"I am very happy to meet you here. Let me take the liberty to introduce myself. My name is Karl Randolph. As you can see, I am a lieutenant colonel of the German SS." Randolph hit his boots and raised Up the right arm.

"Hi Reinhardt!"

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