Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 232: Each of its own tricks (2)

Cooking rabbits to death with dogs and hiding birds with bows has almost become a time-honored practice in Western history. Perhaps the British literati are not as explicit as those described by ancient Chinese, but there is also a famous slang term in English After the lion can beat the hunting dog, the truth behind it is actually the same. ? fun? Text? Novel.

The moral code of the Western world has always been that the strong eats the weak, and it is only natural that tools that have lost use value are discarded, not to mention that this tool may also hurt the owner who holds it. Until the 21st century, the British will still execute the old and weak race horses. It is well-known because of humanitarian considerations. In fact, everyone knows the real reason why the horses were sent to the slaughterhouse, just because they can no longer be masters. At this time, the high cost of breeding has become a burden. From the beginning, they are not pets but an investment, a living tool for profit. Therefore, it is completely bragging to say that British gentlemen like horses. Pure nonsense.

The British Liberation Army has completed its historical mission. The life of this organization is only seven days. Although it sounds funny, these guys have really played a big role. They have all the things in London. The factors of stability were successfully assembled and made these guys with all kinds of identities think that they are launching a sacred revolution, and also successfully convinced them that the Germans will definitely stand on their side. I have to say that the old British politicians' methods are so sophisticated and extraordinary, which opened their eyes to the Germans who are full of centralized power thinking. It turns out that they can still play in this way for their own citizens.

From the moment the King of England announced the national surrender, the organization has transformed from a useful tool to a hot potato for those in charge of the British Liberation Army. Some of these people are anti-social elements and anarchists. , There are a large number of proletariat and unemployed hooligans. When these people know that all the promises made to them before are lies, it is conceivable that they will cause serious damage to society if they lose control because of anger.

Let’s not say that they deliberately want to overthrow the constitutional monarchy, which is the foundation of the United Kingdom. They just want to divide the private property of the so-called greedy capitalists. It sounds ridiculous. But what supports these people behind is precisely what they want to defeat, and no one will initiate a revolution to overthrow their own class. So from the very beginning, this organization has been decided on its tragic end.

"We found the leader, and his companion handed this in just now." Little Pete Lawty put a cloth bag at Sergeant Wolfe's feet.

The German sergeant was filling out the ammunition supply form for the day. He lowered his head and glanced at the cloth bag, and found that blood was constantly leaking from one side. He handed the clipboard in his hand to his companion nearby, and Wolf crouched down to unfasten the lanyard of the cloth bag, opened the mouth of the bag, and looked inside.

"Are you sure it's him?" Sergeant Wolfe reached out and lifted a human head out of the bag, and he turned the head's face to Lawty's side.

"It is indeed him, Edwood. His friends call him Edell."

"Does it mean a sluggard?" Wolf turned his head to his face. The pale face of the deceased was a little distorted. His eyes were slightly ajar, and his mouth was open, revealing some brown teeth on his lower jaw.

"It looks like he died in pain."

"Quick hand Disley did it. He cut off this guy's head alive. I didn't expect that pickpocket was so tough."

"Give the thief a bounty, and then let him roll, before I change my mind and blow his head." Wolf put the head back in the cloth pocket, fastened the mouth of the bag, and handed it to Xiao Pete Lawty.

"Take this first to take pictures and archive. Remember to look back and find his body, and find a place to bury him with his head." Wolf took out his handkerchief and wiped his bloodied hands.

"Yes. Sergeant, I will arrange everything." Little Pete leaned slightly towards Wolfe, turned his pocket and walked towards his accomplice.

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"This is forty-fifth, forty-sixth, well, I think I have to count it again." Sir Fay sat on the sofa, counting the envelopes on the coffee table.

"It doesn't matter, I believe there is nothing wrong with the numbers. You can count these things slowly. Sir." Ian sat across from Sir Faye, holding a cup of Darjeeling tea in his hand.

"It's not that I don't believe you. Bruce, my friend. It's just that you should know how many people are involved. Many of them are big people that I dare not offend. You must not miss any of them."

"They are all marketable bonds issued by the Third Reich. Now they are absolutely hard currency outside. This is enough to show the sincerity of the Third Reich. And it's only the first transaction. I promise them in the future. It will get more shares, bonds, cash, and commercial franchise. Germany will never be stingy in front of its collaborators." Ian put down the tea cup and pointed his finger at the envelope on the table.

"Of course I believe what you said, Bruce. I didn't expect you to have another identity. You are really a magical man. My friend, for the friendship we established before , I need you to take care of it in the future." Sir Faye put the envelope on the table into the briefcase and put it on the sofa.

"No problem, Sir, haven’t we been working well together? I have recommended you to my superiors. As our first-level agent in the UK, you only need to use the relationship you have at hand to replace By matching our actions in the UK, you can get rich returns from us. This is a win-win situation for us. It is good for everyone to get what we need." Ian brushed the cuffs of the military uniform. Existing dust.

"Of course, you are right, Major Ian. We have indeed worked very well together, so you know...I don't know what to say about the last deal."

"Your money has been credited to your Swiss bank account. If you want to continue to engage in these businesses, I will arrange for an official in charge of this matter to discuss with you. Don't worry, Sir, we have done so before. Many transactions, all with detailed records and accounts. Do you think the Third Reich might trust a foreigner so easily? So Sir, I congratulate you, you have gained our full trust. So you don’t have to worry at all. For other issues, the Third Reich will solve all the troubles for you." Ian sat up straight. The Iron Cross under the breast pocket was shiny.

"I see, Bruce, I will not let down your trust in me, as you said before, this is good for both of us." Sir Fay replied solemnly.

"I look forward to your performance, Sir. If nothing else, I'm sorry I'm going to leave. My fiancee is still waiting for me in the hotel restaurant." Ian picked up the military cap on the coffee table. . Stand up.

"Ah, Miss Christine is such a rare beauty. I really can't make her wait too long."

"By the way, Sir, say hello to General Geertz for me. The first payment has been credited to his account. Please check it when he is free. Also, if possible, please He came to London for a trip. Some matters related to his vital interests should be discussed with him in person." Ian put on his military cap. Bend down and picked up the briefcase beside the sofa.

"I will tell him, Major."

"Well, goodbye. Sir."

"Goodbye, Bruce."

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"How is the New York stock market today?" Lord Crowder asked loudly as soon as he entered the room.

"Unsurprisingly, the king's edict had a great impact on the U.S. stock market, and the Yankees were afraid that they would not be able to recoup their investment in the British mainland." Dr. Sever sat leaning back with his legs folded. On the armchair by the window, enjoy the first cup of black tea in the afternoon.

"They are still staring at our overseas investments. It is said that Canadians have also mixed in. They want to take over the assets of the British Empire in North America." Scott still held the newspaper at the bridge table. There was a glass of brandy with ice in front of him.

"What could be more profitable than this, taking over the inheritance of the dead owner. These Canadians are really dizzy. They thought that the British Empire was over, but they didn’t know that they were actually provoking the Germans. Give a little information to make the Germans think that those should be their money..." Sir Harrison said, touching the stubble on his chin. He was sitting in a rocking chair with a detective novel on his knees.

"The Germans will pinch out Canadian eggs." Lord Claude smiled and dragged a chair to sit on the opposite side of Scott.

"You also have a glass?" Scott took out a shallow glass from the wine tray beside him.

"Put more ice cubes, it's really hot outside." Lord Claude picked up the newspaper Scott had just dropped and read it.

"Do you think the Germans will agree to the package proposed by the London Association of Banks this time." Sir Harrison put the novel together and put it next to the bookshelf.

"The currency value of the pound sterling can remain stable for now, but if it continues to continue, no one can say what will happen in the end." Dr. Silver said with a black tea.

"I have talked with some heads of consortia, and they are all willing to pay another price to find ways to feed the Germans. As long as they get the endorsement and credit guarantee from the German government, everything will be back on track. Kingsley Wood is working hard to promote financial cooperation between Germany and the United Kingdom, but I am worried about whether we can still impress those greedy German bankers and consortium giants." Mr. Scott pushed a glass of brandy to Claude.

"Their vision should not just look at the British mainland. After this war is over, what we will face is a new unified European market. If we can cooperate with the Germans, we will get better than yours. There are so many dreams in a beautiful dream. The whole of Europe is now crawling under the feet of the Germans, and the blond boy is building a Roman Empire in the new century. And a German friend of mine told me that von Steide had intentions. Toward Southeast Asia, he seems to be trying to reopen trade channels in Asia." Sir Harrison walked to the table and knocked on the table.

"The Japanese and Americans will stop him. He stretched his hand too far. There is no German territory." Dr. Sever filled himself with a cup of black tea again.

"But have you forgotten that most European countries have colonies there, France, Portugal, the Netherlands, and our British Empire. Now which country has the courage to stop him from reaching out to the Far East? On the contrary, I heard that the French and Dutch also welcome Germany to join the Far East Colonial Club, because they really felt the destruction of the Asian order by the Japanese. I have already said that these savage Japanese monkeys are for any Western civilization It will be a threat. We shouldn’t help them develop naval power at all. It’s said that they hate the British very much now. Do you know the reason? Just because they feel we betrayed by the Washington Naval Treaty. A joke." Claude took a sip of cold brandy and put down the glass with a satisfied expression.

For a long time, the insulting term yellow-skinned monkey was actually used by Westerners to describe Japanese, because the Japanese were eager to absorb Western things and did not care about patents and intellectual property rights. They Imitate all the Western products they can buy, from structure to appearance, except for the inferior quality, they are all exactly the same as Western products, so Westerners scornfully call it a monkey nation that can only imitate.

"Now that the Japanese Navy ranks second in the world, I believe the Yankees should be the most worried about now~IndoMTL.com~ They will be happy to see a powerful force entering Asia at this moment, and that will help them Reduce part of the pressure." Mr. Scott calmly analyzed.

"Now everything is just our guess. Be patient. We just need to prepare early and wait and see. Gentlemen, the first thing we have to do now is to activate all the contacts in the Far East, no matter what Germany has established What kind of Far East project, let us not miss this opportunity." Sir Harrison pulled the chair and sat at the card table.

"I agree."

"Yes."

"I have no opinion."

"Very well, now. Now that everyone is here, let's start. Mr. Scott, the old rules, it’s up to you to shuffle the cards." Sir Harrison took out a brand new pair from the drawer Poker was placed on the table.

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