Battle of the Third Reich

The landing of the fw200 did not encounter any problems. This was originally a long-range passenger aircraft developed for Lufthansa, and she was converted to military use because of the hunger of the Luftwaffe. Now, except for a few "bald eagles", they are still on duty in the North Sea. The plant is ready to be retired from the military. Apart from being converted into a special government plane, the rest will be put into operation on commercial routes.

This special plane was one of the first four "Vultures" retired from the Air Force's long-range reconnaissance unit. The conversion was carried out more hurriedly, but the civilian cabin layout was restored, and the slender bombing and machine guns remained at the bottom of the cabin. Pod pod.

The crew’s establishment is still part of the Air Force, except that it usually wears a Lufthansa uniform, and only the crew knows. In a locked spare box at the rear of the cockpit, four mg15 aviation machine guns and accessories are also stored. Ammunition, once needed, can immediately restore the aircraft's armament.

In the loud and magnificent military music, the huge "bald eagle" slowly slid into the apron, and two British ground crews quickly ran over to help the crew members lower the folding gangway at the door.

Baron Ryerson first stood around the hatch and looked around, then took a briefcase and walked down the gangway.

"You know, Schultz, I like the air here." The baron turned his head and said to his friend who was walking down the ramp.

"I don't think so. There is dust everywhere."

"It's a desert here, Schultz." The baron responded to a friend's complaint, then strode toward the Englishman who greeted him with a warm smile on his face.

"Welcome to Egypt." Sir Fay stepped forward to greet Ryerson.

"Hi! Reinhardt!" Ryerson took off his bowler hat and raised his arm.

Fay was used to dealing with Germans in London, and it’s no wonder that now, to be honest, because of the new head of state, the Germans actually prefer to raise arms more than the Hitler era, but only some people In order to show the qualifications of his Nazi party members, some simply declare his loyalty to the head of state.

Fay noticed a silver Spanish cross on the chest of Baron Ryerson's dress. If he guessed right, the baron should have been on the battlefield.

"You are Baron Ryerson, I am Sir Fay." Fay smiled and reached out to the Baron of Germany.

"I heard people talking about you back in Berlin. Many friends praised your friendliness and enthusiasm for the Third Reich. I am honored to meet you here, Sir Fay." Ryerson firmly grasped Sir Fay Shake his hand a few times.

"Allow me to introduce my assistant, Mr. Hank Schultz." Ryerson released his hand and introduced his friend to the British jazz.

"It's an honor to meet you, Sir Fay." Schultz shook hands with Fay.

"Allow me also to introduce, Baron, Mr. Schultz, this is the commander of the British garrison troops in Cairo, Colonel Rick Hunt. In the coming days, he will personally be responsible for your security when you are in Egypt. Work." Fay let Colonel Hunter behind him.

"Good luck, Colonel Hunt."

"Fortunately, Mr. Baron." So the two sides were more polite.

"It's going well along the way, Baron." After the entertainment, Sir Faye led the German guests towards the waiting fleet, which is a long way from downtown Cairo.

"It was quite smooth. We had bad weather during our stay in Libya, but our crew members were very experienced, so there was no delay." Ryerson replied.

"That's true" Just as Fay was about to tout the German guests, the words were suddenly interrupted by the sight in front of him.

I saw five shiny black high-end cars, driving along the taxiway on the side of the runway like a car, the wheels rolled over the gravel runway, and the sand was raised behind him, and the most eye-catching was Car flags hanging on both sides of the front of the car, two black lightning symbols on the white triangular flag (the mark used by the SS, is the sig lightning symbol in the two Nordic Runi characters, meaning victory.).

"The SS? Why did they come here?" Fay looked at Colonel Henry with some doubt. The other side shrugged to say that he didn't know.

"Are they here to meet you? Baron." Fay turned to look at Ryerson.

"I'm afraid not, Sir Fay, the person they want to meet should still be on the plane." Ryerson answered with a smile.

"Is there anyone else on the plane? I thought it was only you two." Fay was a little surprised, not knowing what tricks the Germans were playing.

"It's just a few SS officers. They were planes boarded in Libya. It had nothing to do with my mission. They just came along to Egypt." Ryerson looked towards the plane.

It seems that the passengers on the plane have also found the convoy that is coming from there. One after another, SS officers and men in black uniforms carrying their luggage and quickly walked off the plane.

These German SSs that suddenly appeared on the tarmac have successfully attracted the attention of the British troops present. Thanks to the British media with great brains, this force has been famous in the minds of the British and is often taken by British parents. Come to scare the little pot friends who refuse to eat and sleep well.

Frankly speaking, the British did not vilify the SS too much. In history, this army was indeed covered with the blood of innocent people, and it was not only the Jews in the German-occupied area that were oppressed and killed by them, but also a large number of Germany who were dissatisfied with the Nazi rule. Compatriots, for their heads and beliefs, these people can abandon human nature and conscience without hesitation. (Shimley: The SS are always loyal and never betrayal. There is no secret. Xu Jun: If I change their uniforms to dark green, they will become more loyal (￣▽￣").)

"That man's SS officer, the one with a silver thread on his chest, I think I've seen him once." Sir Faye found a familiar face from a SS officer at a glance.

"Why is he here, does the German head of state have any new plans." Fei secretly speculated in his heart.

Sir Fay had seen Randolph at Buckingham Palace in London. Fay clearly remembered that the young SS Lieutenant Colonel at that time followed the German head of state, but Fay was standing on both sides. In the group, there is no opportunity to communicate with the head of the adjutant.

"Do you know that lieutenant colonel?"

"Ah, I don't know. I just met in London." Fay was not going to continue talking about this. He just wanted to report the discovery to his most reliable friends as soon as possible.

"The SS has an office in Cairo." Colonel Hunter said nothing.

"They and I are not a system, although they are assigned by the head of state." Baron Ryerson loosened the neck of his shirt with his fingers.

"Want to say hello in the past? Sir Fay." The baron looked at Fay with a smile.

"Forget it today, it seems that they don't like to contact strangers. We still take you to the hotel to rest first. Williste has prepared the best room in Cairo for you. I guarantee you can't find any more than this. Better. Would you like to ask who Willis is? Hahaha, I will introduce you to the place, but that is a very capable person. I think there is nothing he can’t do in Cairo." Sir Fay played Haha, continue to guide the baron to the vehicle.

"Sir" at this moment, Whitewood hurried over and stopped in front of a group of people.

"What's the matter, major." Colonel Hunt asked with a frown.

"This is Major Whitewood of the Royal Air Force and the deputy commander of the West Cairo base." Fay introduced to Ryerson.

"Sir, that velociraptor is the plane that landed in front. The pilot on it was a Luftwaffe officer. At the same time, there were a German army officer and two French civilians among the passengers. I don’t know what to do with it. Are they detaining or letting them leave."

"Can't you report this matter at a convenient time? Major Whitewood!" Hunter resented.

"The two German officers are very excited now. They demanded that they be allowed to leave immediately, but we still haven't figured out the problem with the plane," Whitewood said helplessly.

If he was replaced by a pilot from the United Kingdom or other European countries, he would be able to detain the person without saying a word, and wait for the investigation before disposing of it according to the results. At that time, it would be a matter of whether the military law department would release it. But now we are encountering two German officers, Whitewood can't handle it like this. Although he has absolute law enforcement power in the British base, in the current relationship between Britain and Germany, he must ask for instructions Superior.

"What the **** is going on? Can you tell me? Major Whitewood." At this time the German envoy interjected, not knowing why, he suddenly became very interested in the two German compatriots.

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