Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 121: Randolph’s investigation team
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Let go of the German head of state and strategize here, let us turn back to Cairo, the capital of Egypt, the starting point of the incident.
Lieutenant Colonel Randolph knew before he set off that he was not an archaeological material at all. Randolph didn't have any idea of these things about Egypt and the old and new dynasties.
He knows the allusion of the prisoner of Babylon, which is recorded in the Bible, but it is Himmler, the national leader of the SS who tells the story in detail. Randolph has a very good memory of this. Profound, because Himmler often giggled inexplicably when the story was halfway through.
"Stop bothering me with trivial things. If you have any questions, go directly to Dr. Taylor. He is an expert on Egyptian history. I just sign the report." Randolph sat by the campfire in the courtyard. Flip the barbecue spit in your hand.
"It looks like you are quite laid back. This smells like lamb?" Captain Horn's voice sounded behind him.
"It tastes too, but this skewer of meat is mine, and I won't give you a piece." Randolph turned his head and glanced at Horn.
"You are so stingy, Hilde." Horn took two skewers of raw meat from the iron plate on the table, and then walked to Randolph with a folded horse.
"Didn't you go out to dinner with that Miss Bloom? Why did you run back to grab my dinner." Randolph turned the kebab over, and the squeaky fat dripped over the fever. On the red wood, the air was filled with a unique scent of lamb.
"Her relative was found in the desert and was just sent back to Cairo. She is now anxious to visit him in the hospital." Horn inserted the meat skewers on the wooden grill and walked away. Took out a bottle of pale beer from his ice bucket.
"Why didn't you go with her." Randolph picked up his military cup, raised his head and took a swig.
"I do want to go, but Liz disagrees. Maybe she doesn't want her family to discover our relationship too soon." Captain Horn refilled Randolph and then refilled the beer. The resin stopper of the bottle is fastened with the steel wire buckle.
"Yes, after all, you are a German army officer." Randolph patted Randolph on the shoulder.
We adjusted the time back to five days ago. After coming out of the airport, Miss Bloom and her friend went to downtown Cairo in a SS limousine, but only found out after finding the residence where the relative left. , There was already empty. The German officers volunteered to ask their neighbors around, but only got a bunch of scared and blank eyes.
In the end, the SS caught an Egyptian policeman with inflexible legs and feet. They found out that a French archaeological team was indeed stationed here. However, two days ago in the early morning, these Frenchmen suddenly left the station. Since that day, he has never returned.
The French left a lot of luggage, equipment, and equipment in the house. It seems that they will not be gone forever. Just because the French have paid the landlord’s rent for six months in advance, the landlord will be responsible for keeping these items before the rent expires.
The Egyptians have seen too many foreign archaeological teams who want to search for monuments in this land. These greedy and crazy guys do not pursue wealth or gain reputation. Once they find important tombs or ancient ruins, they often I have been soaking in the desert for a week or two, so no one will call the police for the tenant's missing days, because this is a common occurrence in Egypt.
The German then let go of the Egyptian police patrol who was overweight, and kindly gave him a tip and reminded him that he needed to lose weight, otherwise he would not be able to escape the robber when he escaped.
The relative could not be found, and Miss Bron and Miss Duval also lost their place in Egypt, so at the repeated invitation of Krieger and Horn, they followed the Germans to the SS station. Krieger and Horn didn't know how much rhetoric it took to get the two French beauties to agree to live here temporarily before the relative of Miss Bron returned.
The SS itself is rich and powerful, not to mention that the leader is Randolph who loves to enjoy. The SS headquarters specially commissioned the German Embassy in Cairo to book an entire high-end hotel in the center of Cairo to receive this A personal adjutant trusted by the head of state.
As a result, Randolph and this group of guard flag team members only spent a short night to decorate this beautiful Victorian hotel into Hitler's wolf den.
Only see a row of black eagles on the front wall with red banners flying in the wind, the bright red **** national flag on the top of the flagpole on the porch waving in the wind, a bunker was built with sandbags by the gate, and the SS sentry wearing a black helmet Standing tall, with a brand new MG40 machine gun in his hand, the golden bullet belt shone dazzlingly in the sun.
It is obvious that this group of German SS did not pay attention to the local British garrison at all, so some forces hiding in the dark began to become excited, and they expected to see the British response to this. It is best for the two sides to have a fierce conflict over this, but the final result was greatly disappointed by these people. The British garrison’s arrogant behavior towards the Germans was completely left unchecked, and it seemed that they did not care at all.
It seems that the rumors that Germany and the United Kingdom have formed allies are not a catch, because in the usual style of the British, they will never tolerate this happening on their own territory.
This discovery caused some people in Cairo to step up their activities, while others chose to dormant again. In the eyes of the latter, challenging the weakening British Empire was already considered an adventure. With the addition of the powerful Third Reich, it is no different from suicide.
Randolph didn’t even know the undercurrents under the water in Cairo. He still had the task assigned to him by the Führer to be completed. Of course, he had to act as a detective before he could put Horn and Krieger in distress. The truth of the story was unearthed.
When Randolph was trained in the SS, he learned some superficial investigative methods, but that’s all. How can he investigate any cases? After all, this SS lieutenant colonel is not a pupil with glasses, he is completely There is no such talent. (Randolph: Colonel, do you know Conan? (?v｀) Daogen: Of course you do, Barbarian King, do you want to meet him, eat my Teutonic sword first! (╬￣翣￣) Convex)
Sir Fay of the United Kingdom expressed that he would fully cooperate, but Randolph spent half a day, but the investigation work has been delayed, and his staff lacked knowledgeable investigators.
If you ask these flag guard officers and soldiers how to fight a close combat, each of these people is an expert, but if you ask them how to investigate the case, tying these people together is not as effective as a military police.
Randolph could only send a report to the Führer’s Base Camp, describing his experience and the current situation, and finally asked for the help of the Eye of Odin, so that they sent some professionals to Egypt to assist in the investigation. ~IndoMTL.com~ If you can, it's best to transfer some more Gestapo.
It was Kirsten who replied to the telegram. She told Randolph not to worry. There were agents of the Eye of Odin in Cairo and there was no need to transfer personnel from the Berlin headquarters. As for the Gestapo he wanted, it happened that the State Security Administration had a team of experts in Sicily, Italy. She had already issued an order to the Sicilian side, and Randolph could see them in Cairo in about six hours.
Col. Kirsten's calculations were very accurate. As expected, in the evening, Randolph received the group of experts from Italy at Cairo Airport.
The leader is a major SS, wearing a new sandy yellow tropical military uniform, a tropical helmet of the same color on his head, and a cane with shiny black paint in his hand.
"Hi! Heinhardt!" The major handed the stick to his left hand and raised his right arm in salute.
"Hi! Reinhardt!" All the Germans in the room should drink together, brushing a raised arm on the tarmac.
"It's nice to see you here, I am Lieutenant Colonel Hilde Randolph." Randolph reached out to the major.
"Major William Jurgen, the Imperial Security Bureau, has long heard of your deeds, Lieutenant Colonel Randolph, it is an honor for me and these subordinates to work with heroes like you." Holding Randolph's hand, he leaned respectfully.
"Have you heard of me?"
"Of course, there are many stories about you in the General Security Bureau."
"This is not a place to talk. Let's get in the car first, Major Jurgen, you and I can take a car and we can have a good talk on the road." Randolph happily took Jurgen's car to the side Go.
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