Battle of the Third Reich

When Lamu faced Rajette's body, his thinking was sober, his fate made a bad joke with him, and shredded all the goodness and dreams he had again. Lamu’s spirit was almost on the verge of collapse. After leaving the police station that day, he once thought of suicide, followed his friends, and fled the world that caused him pain.

Rajt's death made him recognize the fact that he lost the refuge of the Hudson's family and he will once again become the untouchable Lamu who trampled on the streets. Even if he mastered advanced scientific knowledge and learned the social etiquette of the upper class, in this caste-oriented society, he is still a dalit pariah that people are afraid to avoid.

Lamu did not have identity documents. At that time, no matter whether a Dalit was born or died, there would be no record in the police station. The police station would not waste manpower and material resources and do identity registration for a Dalit. These people were completely eliminated from the society. Outside of life, I can only do the dirtiest and cheapest work, and I don't need any identification at all. Few Dalits dare to pretend to be high castes, because once they are spotted, the most brutal lynching is waiting for them, and Dalit is easily discerned because he has no chance of receiving education at all. These have already become unwritten regulations in India, and Old Hudson can do nothing about it.

After Rajt's death, all of Lamu's net worth was only a few dozen rubles of notes on his body, which was the salary given to him by Colonel Fox, and could be deposited in the bank in the future. All the savings in the family now exist in Rajette’s bank account, which is almost 600 pounds, but there is no identity certificate. Ramulian has an Anna (the Indian currency was in hexadecimal and one rupee was equal to sixteen Anna.) Can't get it out.

Without Rajette’s guarantee, he couldn’t go to work in the spice shop anymore. Once the landlord knew his identity, he would be rushed out of the apartment immediately. The former British citizenship of Rajette was used as a cover. The landlord always thought he was It is a young barbarian caste shared with Hudson. Lamu found that although the world was big, it was hard to have his place.

If he obeyed his destiny, then he should return to that filthy and dilapidated Dalit community and work with other Dalits in a lowly job. If he works well, maybe he can still get married and have children there, and breed the next generation of Dalit. If he is lucky, he will die in a shack, which is quite rare in Dalitry, and then be dragged to a wilderness or a gutter by the side of a ditch for cremation. It is more likely to expose the dead body and become a wild dog like other Dalits. Our protein source.

But Lamu was not prepared to succumb to the cruel reality, because he had seen hope, and with only one step away, he could go to a country without his caste to distinguish between good and bad with only his best friend.

Lamu decided to rely on his own wisdom and hands to change this unfair fate. No matter whether he succeeded or not, at least he has already made efforts.

Before the action, he has one last job to complete, which is to hold a funeral for his friends. But he was just a lowly Dalit, and he was not qualified to hold a funeral at all, because the priests did not even dare to let people like him enter the church because of fear of angering believers of high castes.

After being adopted by Old Hudson, Lamu never did anything that violated the law, but reality forced him to re-do his old business again and pick up the skills learned from the street. Lamu stole a truck in the Karachi wharf area, then used a few tens of rupees to buy a cheap coffin at the coffin shop. Finally he went to the police station and took out the remains of his best friend.

Ramul drove back to Hyderabad overnight, and then took advantage of the darkness to bury Rajette next to the tomb of Mr. Hudson. Lamu couldn’t afford the tombstone, so he put his favorite silver bracelet, which was the birthday gift given to him by old Hudson, and the first gift Lamu got in his life, buried in front of Rajt’s tomb. This is the only way he can express his sadness and miss at the moment, which means that his heart will always be by his friends.

After burying his best friend, Ramu quietly left the cemetery. He forced himself not to look back, and vowed that one day he would come back here to build a real grave for his best friend, and erected a beautiful tombstone, all carved in marble, I believe Rajette will love it.

"He sold the stolen truck and ran the money to Rajasthan in the north, where he joined a criminal gang composed of low-caste criminals who mainly defrauded some high-caste landlords. Lamu is the manpower they lack, and his appearance is naturally the best disguise." Jurgen picked up the coffee pot and refilled the cup with coffee.

"How did these people do it?" Randolph put a cube of sugar into the coffee.

"They used forged jewellery and bank securities as collateral and borrowed money from ignorant landlords. A high-caste child from Delhi lost his cash while traveling, leaving only some jewellery to carry with him And bank bonds, he is willing to use these finances as collateral, only need to exchange for two-thirds of the value of the loan, while also willing to pay high profits, those greedy landlords have little doubt, immediately took out a large amount of cash ." Jurgen took a sip from the coffee cup.

"Lamu's appearance is suitable for pretending to be a noble child of a high caste. Other members of the gang pretended to be housekeepers and servants, but they let them cheat a lot of money in more than half a year. The case value is said to be more than 200,000 rupees. Yes I have verified this with comrades in India. Rajasthan is still offering high rewards for this scam gang." The SS Major turned over a page of documents.

"Lamu became a member of a criminal organization, but because the time of joining the team was too short and the status in the organization was not high, he did not receive too much money, but it was enough for him to complete the next plan."

"Is he going to be in the British army from the beginning?" Randolph asked in surprise.

"It is true, after he buried his friends, he began to plan this plan. He was prepared to use his identity as a friend and live under the name of Rajette Henderson. This is his departure from the Dali special surname. The only way. He even wanted to bear the name and become a member of the British upper class, so as to comfort Hudson, who adopted him." Jurgen said here, with a hint of emotion on his face.

"I think I can understand his thinking." Jurgen touched his nose.

"I can't understand the thoughts of these Indians. It's disgusting to **** the caste system." Randolph scolded a swear word.

Historically, the German Nazis did not have any opinion on the caste system in India, because the ruling class, that is, those high castes have Aryan origins, in Hitler's view, they are their own people, and oppressing the inferior nations is the natural power of the Aryans. In the eyes of the Nazis, only the Aryans were the best races, and they were born to lead other races.

(There have always been two kinds of remarks on the Internet. One said that Hitler was very respectful of the Chinese nation, so he gave a lot of assistance to China. The other held the opposite opinion, saying that the Nazis regarded the Chinese as an inferior ethnic group and seized them to make soap. These two arguments are actually wrong. In fact, Hitler did not have many concepts about the Chinese in his mind. In his view, China is too far away to invade the living space of the Germanic people. In his exposition, The Chinese and blacks were often put together. This was a common view in Europe at that time. To know that the United States was still implementing apartheid and Chinese exclusion laws. It had to wait until the outbreak of the Pacific War for political propaganda. The United States has improved the social status of some Chinese in the United States-the author's language)

"He has been paying the rent of the apartment all the time to keep the Hudson family's belongings, which contains all the identity documents of Hudson's father and son, as well as private notes and records, which can allow him to better play Rajt Ha. The role of Desen. But the identity card often needs to be replaced. Once he goes to the police station to register, Lamu's identity will be exposed, so he remembers a story that the retired British colonel told him.

An interesting incident happened in the British-Indian forces under the command of the colonel. An army captain was reported that he was a wanted fugitive in the British mainland. It was proved afterwards that the informant said all the truth. This captain from the United Kingdom After fleeing to India, he bought a fake identity and then mixed with the British colonial army. At that time, the British army was busy suppressing the uprising in the Indian state. The fugitive Mr. Brave was heroic on the battlefield and established outstanding merit. So he was promoted smoothly all the way and eventually became a captain battalion commander, commanding an elite Colonial cavalry. "Jürgen renewed a cup of coffee.

"So he was going to copy the captain's job as the doffer pushed the sugar bowl to Jurgen.

"Thank you, Lieutenant Colonel. You are right. This is indeed a good way to disguise his identity. The army will prepare a full set of proofs for him. When the service expires, he will be completely transformed into Rajt Hudson. That He only needs to travel to the British mainland, no one will doubt the identity of a retired veteran." Jurgen said with a lip.

"It's a clever idea, it might work in the British army, but in our Germany"

"He will be arrested at the recruiting office. The Gestapo attaches great importance to this kind of case. We usually treat these people as spies. You know our efficiency is very high." Jurgen smiled a little.

"I have always admired the efficiency of Gestapo." Randolph nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, although I have left Gestapo, I am still proud of my work experience there." Jurgen thanked slightly.

"Well, let's talk about the investigation of this incident, what is your current conclusion." Randolph asked in a serious manner.

"The complexity of the case is beyond our imagination, and it is completely different from what we should judge. The encounter between Horn and Krieger can be said to be an inevitable by accident or an inevitable accident." Jurgen 'S expression became a little strange.

"Do you know what you're talking about? Major Jurgen." Randolph asked, blinking his eyes in confusion.

"Sorry, Lieutenant Colonel, because I really don't know what words to use to describe this matter." Jurgen answered with a wry smile.

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I waited a long time today before I started to code words. I was originally looking forward to adding a chapter, but the number of monthly tickets only increased by more than a dozen, which is still far from adding more.

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Ready to make the final effort, continue with two hundred votes plus one more chapter. If it fails this month, it means that the limit of this book is at this point.

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