Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 111: Envoys
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"Baron Ryerson, this is the coffee you want." The flight attendant in a blue-gray dress put a cup of coffee on the small table in front of Baron Heinrich von Ryerson.
"Thank you." The baron gracefully nodded to thank the beautiful waiter.
"How far are we from Cairo?" asked a man sitting on the other side of the cabin.
"Please wait, I'll ask the captain." The waiter replied with a smile, and then walked to the front compartment with the tray.
"This is the third cup of coffee you have drunk on this plane." The man turned his head and said to the baron.
"Don't worry, Schultz, I promise to finish it before landing." Baron Ryerson scooped up a spoonful of granulated sugar from the sugar bowl on the table.
"You did this on purpose, you know I'm not referring to this." Schultz felt helpless at this friend's slickness.
"Well, Schultz, what do you want to talk about." Ryerson stirred the aromatic coffee and turned his eyes out of the porthole.
"I feel that this job will be very tricky, don't you worry about it at all." Schultz stroked the short gray hair on the side of his head. He is less than forty years old, but his hairline has already faded. Behind the ears.
"Are you questioning the decision of the Führer?" The baron held up his coffee with a teasing smile on his face.
"God, keep your voice down." Schultz said in a low voice, then craned his neck and glanced at the back of the cabin.
"There was a whole dozen SS sitting behind." Schultz reminded.
"Don't worry, they just dropped in with us and parted ways when they arrived in Cairo." The Baron took a sip of coffee, and then nodded in satisfaction.
"Do you know the leader of the SS lieutenant colonel? I think he has a familiar face, he should have seen it there." Schultz whispered.
"Maybe I met at a military parade, you know I don't remember people's faces very well." The baron took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth.
"So you can find a job in the Imperial Foreign Ministry?" Schultz murmured.
"I have three doctorate degrees, and I can speak six languages proficiently. I am quick thinking, sociable, handsome, and have an extraordinary family background." The baron said with a proud face.
"God, I have been classmates with you for four years, but I didn't realize that you are a narcissist." Schultz said, covering his face.
"Make no mistake, Schultz, this is a sign of my confidence." The Baron shook his finger at Schultz.
"Well, confident Mr. Ryerson, now can you tell me what should we do next when we arrive in Cairo? Frankly tell you, I don't have a clue right now." Schultz He lowered his face and changed a serious face.
"The British side sent a diplomatic representative. He will meet us at the airport today." The baron put down his coffee cup.
"Sir Fay, Member of the House of Lords." The baron opened a small notebook lying on the table.
"Never heard of this person, do you have an impression of him?" Schultz asked, frowning.
"He is a veteran politician, a Conservative Party. He had some cooperation with us after the war." The baron read the record in his notebook.
"In this way, he is a pro-German."
"It should be said that he is a pragmatist. You can't let your guard down on such people." Ryerson glanced at his companion.
"Mr. Schultz, the captain said that we are still twenty minutes away from Cairo." The flight attendant opened the curtain of the front cabin and informed.
"Thank you, Miss Curt." Schultz thanked him.
"There are still twenty minutes. It seems I have enough time to finish this cup of coffee." The baron stirred the spoon.
"Leave this cup of coffee alone, continue to talk about your plans."
"Schultz, I found you made a misjudgment on a key issue." Ryerson looked into his companion's eyes and said seriously.
"What's the problem?" Schultz blinked with some guilty conscience.
"It is the British who need our support now, not we need the help of the British. You must keep this in mind, otherwise our mission may really be in trouble." Riel Sen said solemnly.
"I don't understand what you mean, aren't we here to seek cooperation?" Schultz asked suspiciously.
"No, no, no, dear Schultz, my friend. Our mission this time is actually to declare the attitude of the Third Reich to the British, so that they can feel at ease. The head of state does not care whether he can be with the British What kind of cooperation agreement people reach, his eyes are not limited to this land." Ryerson tapped on the table and said.
"It can be said that we are just a symbol here, a guarantee from the head of state to the British, so don’t worry about whether you can complete the mission. You can completely treat this mission as a public holiday, and then Enjoy the exotic atmosphere here." Ryerson closed his notebook and slipped it into the inner pocket of his suit.
"Sir, I have already contacted the other party. The German envoy's special plane is still fifteen minutes away from Cairo." A British army captain ran to Colonel Hunter and reported.
"Order the guard of honor and the military band to get ready to drive the lazy guys out of the tent. Take care of my horse and Jazz's horses, and ask them to bring some cold soda." Colonel Hunter got off his horse and got off the reins. Handed it to the orderly soldier aside.
"Yes, I see, sir." The captain salutes the colonel.
"To be honest, your riding skills are really good, Colonel." Sir Faye took the wet towel from the Indian waiter and wiped the sweat from the back of his neck.
"In ten minutes, the German envoy's special plane will arrive." The colonel took off his military cap and handed it to the Indian waiter.
"This is ten pounds, and we have cleared the two." Faye took out his wallet from his pocket and drew out a ten pound note.
"Thank you very much, Sir Sir." Hunter happily accepted the bet while wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"Colonel, do you know how to play cards? I have a card game with Sir Duke after dinner. Are you interested in participating." Fay picked up a bottle of iced fen from the ice bucket held by the waiter Da handed it to the colonel.
"Thank you, your Excellency, I am honored to be invited by you. Of course I am willing to participate in this game." Hunter accepted the invitation without hesitation.
This is a rare opportunity. Not only can you get to know some upper-level politicians, but you may also be able to enter their social circle. Colonel Hunter was not of aristocratic background, and he relied solely on military merits and qualifications to slowly climb to his current position. Hunter, who lacks contacts and background, can hardly be promoted. There are quite a few old colonels like him in the British army. Most of them can only withdraw from their military career after the end of their service life. If you know a few upper-level parliamentarians and politicians, the situation will be very different. If the other party is willing to invest in him, then becoming a general is no longer a dream, but only a matter of time.
"That's good, you will go with me after the dinner is over." Fay opened the Fanta bottle cap with a wrench and inserted a wax paper straw.
"Your Excellency, what's the name of the German envoy? How many are they coming this time?" Hunter asked ~IndoMTL.com~ I only know that his name is Heinrich von Ryerson. "Fay said with a straw in his mouth.
"Sounds like a nobleman." The colonel drank the iced soda with a pleasant expression.
"Well, it's a baron." Fay rubbed his temples. The ice soda was really strong.
"How many people are they here this time?"
"It is said that there are only two people, the Baron and his personal assistant." Fay answered with a frown.
"Tsk, this is really grand enough." The colonel mocked.
"This special envoy cannot be underestimated. This baron was personally appointed by the German head of state, and authorized by the German head of state. On the diplomatic level, he is the plenipotentiary representative of the Third Reich, and no one is allowed to offend him." Faye reminded.
"I see, sir." Hunter quickly bowed his head to be taught.
"The German envoy's security work in Egypt is all entrusted to you. You must ensure his personal safety. During this time, the rebels in Egypt are very active. Don't let them take the opportunity to cause major incidents." Faye ordered.
"I will send someone to protect the German envoy 24 hours a day, and I will never let him suffer any harm in Egypt." Hunter replied solemnly.
At this time, there was the hum of aircraft engines from the sky, and the two of them put up the pergola and looked up, and finally found a small aircraft shadow in the background of the blue sky.
"Hurry up and let the guard of honor assemble, the military band prepares, and take my hat." Colonel Hunter hurriedly ordered to his men.
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