Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 108: Meeting
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Captain Binz Horne walked into the door of the first-class dining room with a briefcase in his hand.
"Hi, Captain, here!" At a dining table near the porthole, an officer waved his hand and said, "Come on, just wait for you."
Horn walked over quickly, with a cheerful smile on his face.
"Sorry, it just happened to be on official business. I kept you waiting for a long time." The captain took off his cap and politely apologized to the guests present.
"No way, Captain, you must know that we are at sea now, where there will be official duties to deal with." This officer is a second lieutenant, but from the uniform of the Luftwaffe.
"There is no way, they can find me wherever I go. I just came from the telecommunications room of the cruise ship and I stayed there all morning." Horn put the briefcase under the chair.
"May I ask about the content of the telegram?" The ensign asked casually while beckoning to the waiter.
Horn did not answer the other person's question, but stared straight at the other person's face.
"Well, forget about this stupid question, Captain, I know the confidentiality policy." The second lieutenant touched the back of his head and said.
"Surprised that you remember this order, Lieutenant Krieger." Horn's mouth curled slightly.
"Let me go, I'm just a poor pilot. Please, Captain, the legendary Red Sea is just outside the ship's gunwale. Can't you just relax a little and enjoy this pleasant journey?" Lieutenant Krieger said To be witty, pick up the carafe on the table and pour a glass of lemonade for Horn.
"Mr. Captain, I heard that you have been to many places. You must have seen a lot of interesting things. Can you tell us something?" The female companion sitting on Krieger's right hand changed the subject.
"This is the Miss Emily Duval whom I mentioned to you, and next to her is her friend, Miss Liz Bloom." Lieutenant Krieger introduced.
"It's nice to meet you, Miss Duval, Miss Bloom." Horn nodded slightly and greeted the two beautiful ladies.
"Well, that was a long time ago. I was still in military academy. One summer vacation I went to Egypt and lived in Cairo for almost two weeks." Horn took the menu from the waiter.
"This...this..., and this, get me another bottle of wine." Horn pointed to the menu and said to the waiter.
"What kind of wine do you need?" the waiter asked respectfully, with a strong French accent in German.
"Burgundy Pinot Noir." Horn replied in fluent French.
"Okay, please wait a moment, Mr. Officer, our Burgundy wine is the best." The waiter put away the menu and put it under his arm, then leaned respectfully and retired.
"He was right. The wine on this boat is really good." Horn smiled and said to a lady sitting on the left.
"Your French is very good, Mr. Captain." Miss Bron is a pure French beauty, with a pair of lake green eyes with long eyelashes, and long brown hair stylishly curled up. His slender and white neck was exposed, and he was wearing a set of expensive white skirts, which set off the slender and charming figure.
"Thank you, I learned from my former landlord. He is a retired linguistics professor. You don't need to call me Mr. Captain, you can call me Horn. Where did I just say? Ah, yes, it’s Cairo. Sorry." Horn took a sip of lemonade, then wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin.
"Who among you has been to Egypt?" the captain asked, and no one answered his question.
"It is a place full of secrets. You will never know what is buried under the yellow sand you are stepping on. I once entered a pharaoh’s tomb, of course the local guide took me there. It is said that it was A pharaoh in the Twenty Dynasty, almost two thousand years old." Captain Horn showed off his erudition, perhaps because of a French beauty sitting beside him.
"God, did you find a treasure in it?" Miss Duval's eyes widened.
"Unfortunately, there may have been countless treasures in it, but it was evacuated by local tomb thieves more than a dozen centuries ago. As long as the pharaoh’s tomb was unguarded, the local tomb thieves immediately It will be looted." Horn continued to show off his knowledge.
"But, isn't it said that there is a curse from the Pharaoh? Isn't the tomb thief afraid?" Miss Duwa asked curiously. The curse of Tutang Carmen had already been known worldwide at this time, and it was said to have been from 1922. In the eight years from 2000 to 1930, Pharaoh’s curse had killed twelve people. The power could not be said, but the efficiency was really enough for Egypt.
"I don't know ancient Egyptian characters, nor do I know any curses, but the walls of the tomb are carved with the names of many tourists from the Roman Empire era. Splius came here for a visit or something." Huo En was completely dismissive of the so-called Pharaoh's curse. If the curse were so useful, how could ancient Egypt perish.
"This is the first time I have heard of this, Karuz, you are right, Captain Horn is indeed a polymath." Miss Duval said to Lieutenant Krieger.
"Karuz?" Horn turned his head to look at the ensign of the Air Force with a teasing expression on his face.
"Not what you think, Captain, I just met Emily for two days." Krieger said with an awkward smile.
"Emily?" Horn held up a water glass to cover up the smile at the corner of his mouth, the guy really got darker and darker.
"Your lunch is ready, sir." At this time the foreman came with a few waiters with plates in their hands and rescued the Air Force ensign from embarrassment.
"This is the oyster soup you ordered, the young lady's oxtail soup, this gentleman's seafood soup, this young lady's creamy mushroom soup." The foreman reported the name of the dish, and the waiters put the soup plate in several In front of.
"This is the Burgundy wine you want." After holding the bottle to Horn, the foreman used the corkscrew to pull out the cork.
"Please enjoy." After pouring a glass of wine for each of the guests, the waiter respectfully turned and stepped back.
"Wish...." Krieger pondered the toast with his wine glass.
"Wish the head of state good health!" Horn raised his glass.
"I wish the head of state!" Krieger agreed quickly.
"I wish the world peace forever." Miss Bloom interjected.
"May peace." Horn nodded slightly, then raised his head and drank it.
"Captain Horn, I heard from Karloze that you are going to disembark in Marseille." Miss Duval asked with a smile after putting down the glass.
"We are going to take the train from Marseille back to Berlin. Where is your destination? Maybe we can also drop by." Krieger interrupted.
"I'm sorry, Karuz, the two of us are going to Cairo." Miss Duval said.
"Go sightseeing?" Krieger asked.
"Going to work, one of Liz’s relatives joined an archeological team. They are missing an expert on ancient writing, so they specially invited Liz over. Don’t look at me like that, Captain Horn, I’m just going with Liz , By the way to Egypt for sightseeing, I don't know anything about these ancient things." Miss Duval shook her hand and said that she was not entertaining Horn just now, and she was indeed not an expert in this area.
"That's a shame. I thought we could have a pleasant journey." Krieger's mood became a little depressed.
"Ensign Krieger, I didn't have time to tell you just now that we won't be back to Berlin for the time being." Horn scooped up a spoonful of seafood soup.
"What's the matter? Captain, could it be because of the telegram you received this morning..." Krieger put down the spoon in surprise.
"Yes, the itinerary has changed. We have to disembark in Suez, and then head to Cairo, where we will receive new orders~IndoMTL.com~ Horn blew the soup in the spoon.
"You are not joking, are you, Captain, please tell me this is not a joke."
"I won't joke about work, Ensign." Horn put down the spoon in satisfaction.
"Then you are going to Cairo, too." Miss Duval asked happily.
"Yes, maybe as Krieger said just now, we can have a company on the road. You didn't tell me that you are an expert in ancient writing." Horn turned his head and said to Miss Bloom.
"You never asked me, Mr. Horn." There was a mischievous smile on Miss Bloom's face.
"If you don’t mind, please let Lieutenant Krieger and I take you to Cairo, Miss Bron, you must know that the road from Suez to Cairo is not easy. There is a large desert in the middle. There are smugglers and bandits. For beautiful ladies like you, pay special attention to safety." Horn held up the wine glass.
"It won't add trouble to your work," Miss Bloom asked in a low voice.
"It doesn't matter. It's on the way anyway, so it's settled." Horn directly made the decision for the other party, then turned his head and asked Krieger: "You can fly a plane, right."
"Captain, I'm the trump card in the squadron." The pilot felt like he had been molested.
"I mean the big one." Horn spread out his hands and gestured.
"How big is it?"
"They prepared a transport plane for us in Suez, but there was no driver."
"No problem, as long as it has wings and engines, I can fly it into the sky." The pilot said, patting his chest.
In front of a beautiful lady, you must be proud at this time.
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