Chapter 370 Exposure (first update, please subscribe)
Sometimes, people's destiny will change inadvertently. Just because of a chance encounter on the roadside, the gears of fate have already begun to turn.
Even the person involved does not know that the fate has begun to change.
For Dovima, she was just on her way to find a job as usual, but she unexpectedly received a job invitation and became an exclusive model for this clothing company.
“May I know why I was invited?”
The girl's question, no one can answer her just tell her that there is a big shot.
What kind of big shot is he?
How did you find yourself?
In fact, when she received this job invitation, Dovima probably wanted to refuse it. After all, she was not good at dealing with the outside world, but the salary offered by the other party made it impossible for her to refuse. After all, No woman can refuse a salary of 50 US dollars per week. If she works as a department store salesperson, she can only earn up to 20 US dollars per week. No woman can resist such a high salary.
But this did not prevent her from being full of curiosity in her heart. What kind of big shot was it that gave her such a job with such a good salary?
While Dovima was puzzled, Li Yi'an had already set off to return to China. In fact, he was originally going to England as planned, but due to some domestic affairs, he could only return to Nanyang in advance.
"Such a thing could happen?"
Looking at the report in his hand, Li Yian's brows furrowed and his fingers kept tapping the armrest of the chair.
The contents of the report are indeed a bit too sudden.
After a long time, after putting the report together, Li Yian lit a cigar, took a puff, and said to himself.
"I didn't expect that the dispute with the big country was actually due to this reason."
...
For Borneo, 1948 was undoubtedly a bumper year. Almost every day, A large number of factories or engineering projects have been completed, and tens of thousands of immigrants flood into this land by boat every day. They are destined to start a new life in this hot land and take root here.
Although the vast majority of immigrants are from China, it is well known that there are many European immigrants, mainly Germans, in Nanyang, so that people have long formed a certain consensus. On this day, the front foot had just been rented. Car, Solly heard the language that made his scalp numb.
“Sir, are you from Germany?”
Solly is German, but he has never been willing to speak German. At least after coming out of the concentration camp, when he heard German, he would feel like he was back in the concentration camp again.
“There are many Germans here.”
Noting Solly’s strangeness, Solomon reminded.
“So, many taxi drivers speak German.”
“There must be a lot of war criminals fleeing here, maybe we should...”
Solomon said before Solly finished speaking.
"Solley, don't forget what we came here to do. Now... they are the only ones willing to sell planes to us!"
The reason why they came here is to buy planes.
No, it should be said that he was trained.
In the past few months, Nanyang International Defense Company has been looking for customers in the international market, and Jews are the most important customers, starting with K98 rifles, from small arms at the beginning to howitzers later.
It doesn't matter whether the Jews have money or not. What matters is that they are indeed willing to spend a lot of money to buy weapons.
For these people who were inspired by the United Nations resolution last year and were preparing to establish a country in the Middle East, they clearly knew that the Arabs opposed them from establishing their own country.
What should they do?
At this moment, Nanyang International Defense Company came to the door. Through secret negotiations, they conveyed their intention to sell 50 Messerschmitt fighters.
Among those who participated in the negotiations on behalf of Israel, no one liked the deal, and no one liked the Messerschmitt fighter, not because the BF109 was already lagging behind, but because the price offered by the other party was too high Price: Each fighter is priced at US$160,000, including weapons, pilot training and auxiliary equipment.
However, for Israel, they had no choice at all, so the head of state David Ben-Gurion personally issued an order: buy these fighter planes and now send pilots to learn how to fly them. So they came to Nanyang, but they never thought that as soon as they arrived in Nanyang, they would be regarded as "Germans". For these people who came out of the concentration camps, I have to say...it was very exciting.
As exciting as it is exciting,
Only when a group of people arrive at the Air Force training base in Kuching will they know what real excitement is - training them It's a German pilot.
It can only be said that sometimes, the stimulation is continuous.
When these pilots from Israel had just started training at the Kuching base, they heard that Tel Aviv had been bombed when the radio station began to broadcast the news that a war that would determine Israel's life and death had broken out.
“We have trained enough, now it is time to go home!”
Like everyone else, Ezer Weizmann also expressed his intention to return to Israel immediately, after negotiation between the two parties , and soon Nanyang agreed to their request, and the first batch of twenty BF109 fighter jets were to be disassembled, installed in aircraft and airlifted to Israel.
Just a few days later, these BF109 fighter jets demonstrated their worth-intercepting two Egyptian bombers over downtown Tel Aviv. In full view of thousands of Israelis watching on the ground, Israeli pilots shot down one bomber, and then a second.
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June in Tehran is, as usual, dry and hot.
After the ME323 transport plane loaded with "agricultural machinery" landed at Tehran Airport, the passengers on board took the bus to a hotel in the city because the plane would not take off until the next day.
After arriving at the hotel, Solly did not rest immediately, but walked aimlessly in the city. The current situation made it impossible for him to concentrate, and there was only one thought left in his mind - Israel may really perish. . Therefore, when he found himself in the city center, he couldn't help but be surprised. Opposite is the Russian Embassy. People come in and out of that building from time to time.
Standing on the roadside, Solly looked at the Russian soldiers who occasionally came in and out of the embassy. He thought of his experience of being liberated in Auschwitz. It was those Russians who liberated him from the hands of the Germans.
Looking at the Russians entering and exiting the embassy, even though the Russians withdrew their troops occupying Iran under pressure two years ago, there are still Russian soldiers in the embassy in Tehran, wearing khaki uniforms. Wearing a military cap.
They seemed to be talking as they walked. What were they talking about? Is it a crisis in Berlin?
To be honest, Solly never cared about the life or death of the Germans. Perhaps because a European stood opposite the embassy and was too conspicuous, the Russians also noticed him. Two Russian soldiers who seemed to be talking came towards this side before Solly could react. , the person was knocked down.
The Russian officer asked in stilted English as he was knocked down.
"American!"
"No, no, I, I am a Jew, I...I am, I am..."
Just when Solly wanted to identify himself, he immediately changed his words when he thought of the fighter jets disguised as "agricultural machinery" installed in the plane.
"I am a businessman, a businessman, I...I have a situation I want to tell you."
Subsequently, in the interrogation room of the Russian Embassy, Solly rolled up his sleeves first , and then said.
"Comrade officers, I am a Jew who was imprisoned in Auschwitz. It was you who liberated me."
The Russian officer responsible for interrogating Soli looked at him and asked.
"What information do you have to tell us?"
"Germans,"
Soli shouted.
"I found some Germans fleeing there."
Soli's words made the Russian officer smile indifferently. The two people in charge of the interrogation even exchanged a few sentences in Russian, In their view, this was not intelligence at all. After all, too many Germans fled that year.
"There was Erich Hartmann! And Hermann G. Raff, and I heard, and Hans-Ulrich Rudel."
Finally, in Soliti When it came to these names, the Russian intelligence officer, who had no interest at first, finally became interested. After all, these are all super ace pilots who were on the wanted list of war criminals. As for Rudel, his loving father even offered a reward of 100,000. Ruble, the guy who wants his head.
"Where are they?"
(End of Chapter)