Battle of the Third Reich

The French Naval Battalion was established on the eastern bank of the Yangtze River in the urban area of ​​Chongqing. At that time, the French Far East Fleet listed Chongqing as an open port, and the local waters needed to be surveyed to send warships to flow upstream. A military dock was established at the intersection of Chongqing's Jialing River and the Yangtze River, and supporting logistics and residential houses were built on the riverside. She, this building with a mixture of Eastern and Western styles carries the humiliation of the Chinese, because it means that the water police power of this section of the river has fallen into the hands of Western powers.

With the end of World War I, the influence of European powers in the East began to weaken. The war consumed too much manpower and material resources in the West, and the sphere of influence of all countries began to shrink accordingly. France has already returned the maritime police power, and this barracks has lost its practical use. France has rebuilt a luxurious consulate on the other side of Yuzhong. This old barracks is used as a spare warehouse to store some supplies and private debris. However, there are still some rooms for people to live in. These are the sailors and officers on the French gunboat Barnes. The 240-ton shallow water gunboat is now docked on the pier in the embassy area. Because it is close to the main road of the river bank, in the past this was a lively area where people are coming and going, and now it is even more frequent.

"Look, it's the ministry's car again." A policeman in a black uniform with a white collar pushed a companion who was "checking" the hawker's load.

"Ge Laozi's, come and pay respect every day, Laozi's hands are almost broken."

He was reminded by his companions that the policeman had to let go of the hawker with a stern look and kicked the other's **** to make him get out.

"Salute!" Several policemen lined up in uneven formations and raised their hands crookedly to salute the approaching Ford sedan.

"Look, what this looks like, salute is not good, the policemen in the country are so lazy, how can we stand up in front of these powers." The secretary sitting in the passenger seat shook The foreign minister sighed in the back seat.

"The current police chief is Xu Zhongqi, who is a person in Dai Yunong's pocket. It is said that he also has some private relations with the Kong family. Now that the state is difficult when hiring, one more thing than one less, and let him go." Sitting on the back seat, Wang Chonghui closed his eyes with a cane to raise his mind. Hearing the secretary's complaint, he responded indifferently.

"Sir, I'm almost there. I saw Consul Fisher's car parked by the road." The secretary shifted the subject embarrassingly.

"At that time, the Japanese wanted to take the secret of the empire from my mouth, and I was scolded back." Sitting in the restaurant of the Mariners' Camp, Lieutenant Gerhardt was holding a knife and fork, struggling to cut the front. Pepper steak, the cook on the French gunboat has good craftsmanship, this is already the second piece he ate in this meal.

"The secret level of the lost technical data manual is not very high. They can get some fur from some data at most. The problem is your flight diary. Do you confirm that there are no military secrets recorded in it?" Captain Yang lowered his knife Fork, wipe the mouth with a napkin.

"The diary was newly replaced three weeks ago, and it only recorded some training flight plans in French Indochina, part of the airport data and weather reports, and did not involve any secrets. I haven’t yet done anything about this operation. It's too late to remember, these **** thieves." Gerhart replied with a depressed look.

"Let's talk about how you were rescued." Captain Yang picked up the wine bottle and poured another glass of brandy for the second lieutenant and himself.

"I've said it countless times before, Captain, oh thank you." Gerhardt put down the knife and fork and took a sip from the glass.

"I understand your thoughts. Your cautious attitude is correct. You see, you have been back for two days, and now the outside world does not know the news of your rescue. Is it not enough to gain your trust. Don't forget Lieutenant, you are a German soldier after all." Lieutenant Dracula has eaten five tea eggs in a row and is peeling the sixth eggshell.

"Sorry, Lieutenant, it's not that I want to hide. Actually, I don't quite understand what happened. I only knew one Chinese friend among those who saved me. He told me that he was a professor at Chongqing University. But Now it seems that this identity should be fake. They didn't ask me anything in return from beginning to end. They only said that it was a thank you to me for landing the Japanese plane. Before sending me back, they only made a request. Please make sure Conceal the news of the rescue from the outside world, because it is related to the life of one of their comrades. I know that a brave man broke into the rebel group, that is, he saved my life, and I have an obligation to protect his life. Responsible for safety. As a German, I must keep my promise." Gerhardt cut a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth.

"It seems that you are having a good time talking, gentlemen." Major Sporru wore a tailored uniform of the Air Force officer and walked in from the outside with a smile on his face.

"Lieutenant Gerhardt, the superior agreed to your request, congratulations, you are now dead, I will take your pension and invite everyone to have a big meal." Shi Boru pulled out a chair and sat against the table Down.

"You really have a good appetite, Gerhardt. If you go on like this, you may be too fat to fit in the cabin, just like Goring." Major Sprague took the body of the former commander-in-chief of the air force unscrupulously. A joke.

"Now our planes are destroyed. In order to prevent them from being recognized, I can't go out casually. I don't really know what to do except eating and drinking." Gerhardt put down the knife and fork, and ended Take a sip of brandy.

"You must have a beard as soon as possible. I will give you an army uniform to ensure that no one will recognize you. Just like we look at these Orientals as if they all look the same, in fact, it is difficult for them to distinguish our West. There is a difference in people’s faces, so it’s easy to deceive their eyes with a little disguise. In this country, there are not many people who know your appearance, your luggage has been stolen, and we only have Hull in our hands. The photo that Man took with you." Captain Yang finished lighting a cigarette.

"I really didn't expect the Marshal to agree to your report, Major." Dracula poured half a glass of water and began to take the seventh tea egg.

"Marshal Blumberg specifically consulted the command headquarters, and it is said that even the marshal capital was alarmed." Captain Yang brushed off the dust and flaunted his well-informed.

"We can't compare the people with the radio everywhere we go. After leaving the plane, we pilots can only be reduced to light infantry." Major Sporru played a very bitter look with his temples leaning on his ears.

"To tell the truth, the major infantry may not be as good as light infantry. I have taught some of you how to shoot." Dracula made a lighter remark.

"Okay, no kidding. The superior meant it clearly. It is more beneficial to the empire when Lieutenant Gerhardt is dead than alive, so you can rest assured. Lieutenant, before you die, you can owe me playing cards last night. Did your fifteen mark accounts clear?" Captain Yang said to Gerhardt with a smile.

"Now you can only stay in this building for the time being, but it won't be too long. After the arrival of the special envoy, we will be sent back to French Indochina. Now it is the two days. "" Shi Boru raised Erlang's legs.

"Can we be recalled to the country next? After all, because I did such a big thing." Gerhart asked with a slightly guilty look.

"Relax, I have reported your situation faithfully, even if there is a problem, it should be borne by my commander. Moreover, this time the Marshal has expressed his support for our operation on behalf of the Command, he believes that my judgment is Correct, all this is to avoid further losses to the empire." Sprague slapped Gerhart's shoulder hard.

"I got good news that when we return to French Indochina, we will be ready to receive a batch of new aircraft, so you will start the recovery movement from today, and I will let Captain Claude stare at you personally. of."

"In addition, Lieutenant, you now have to consider how to deal with the Chinese girl’s problem. Her parents now think she is dead, and because of your relationship, she can’t return to her family for the time being. We can’t take her Handing it to the Chinese government is really a headache." Captain Yang continued with a cigarette and pinched the original cigarette **** in the ashtray.

"Zhang is a good girl, and she can see that she trusts and depends on you very much." Dracula wiped out the last egg and wiped the corner of her mouth with satisfaction.

"Lieutenant Gerhardt, I hope you take this issue seriously. This is related to the reputation of a girl. I found from Chinese historical literature that Orientals pay great attention to these issues. For example, a man must marry a woman only because He inadvertently saw each other’s bare feet. If the man disagreed, the woman would be executed by the family.” Captain Yang held a cigarette and filled me with the face of China Tong.

"Major, I want to take Zhang with me." Gerhardt turned to Sporu and asked.

"In what capacity and for what reason?" Captain Yang asked.

"Then as an individual employee, we have the right to recruit some service personnel locally. After returning to French Indochina, she can let her take another job in the medical team of the brigade, which not only can get the protection of the army, but also You can get a huge salary." Major Sporru thought of the idea, and immediately came up with a way.

"That's it, Gerhardt. I'm too clever." The Air Force Major laughed proudly, and patted the second lieutenant's shoulder hard again.

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