Seeing that the quarrel between Sir Fay and Colonel Hunter became more and more intense, and even rolled up his sleeves to prepare for a hand-to-hand battle, Major Whitewood and the two orderly soldiers had sacked a lot of effort to separate the two anxious cocks. .

The farce-like inquiry could only be concluded hastily, and the German officer was allowed to leave the base, and Randolph also obtained the investigation rights he wanted.

"This matter is not that simple, I have a premonition." Randolph stood in front of the base barracks and shook hands with Baron Ryerson and said goodbye.

"I wish you can find out the truth as soon as possible, Lieutenant Colonel Randolph." Ryerson said sincerely.

"I have no doubt about this, Lord Baron. Don't let that sir wait too long. Where are you going in a while?" Randolph asked.

"It's okay, just let him wait. The sir is now taking some time to calm down. They have booked me a hotel in Cairo, and you, Lieutenant Colonel Randolph."

"My people have already arranged for me, too." Randolph turned his head and signaled the black convoy waiting aside.

"I hope to meet you again in Cairo. Although I don't know what mission you are performing, I wish you good luck, Lieutenant Colonel." Ryerson said with a smile.

"Thank you, there will be a chance to meet again. Mr. Baron, I hope your mission can be completed smoothly." Randolph replied with a hearty smile.

Sir Fay stood beside his Landchester luxury car and stared at the tent beside the runway with a cold look. He had never encountered such an arrogant officer in his life. The House of Lords had already made up his mind to teach him a lesson that would last a lifetime.

"Rick Hunter, who had some expectations for him and was preparing to pull him into his own circle, but he didn't expect that he was a stupid and perverse person. Fortunately, God blessed him to expose him in time. If this colonel continues to maintain his current mentality, he will sooner or later make an irreversible disaster. It may be too late to leave it out again at that time."

Fay's face was gloomy and he was secretly glad that he had not allowed the other party to attend tonight's card meeting. Otherwise, if this guy heard the words on the card table and stabbed the outside world on a whim, wouldn't he have to kill a large number of people? Although everyone's background is very tough and a few words of gossip are not hurt, his own transactions with the Germans may be affected, and the profits involved are as high as dozens or even millions of pounds.

"My Lord, there is a situation I must tell you." A LIEF colonel stood beside the car and said respectfully to Fay.

"What's the situation? Lieutenant Colonel Philip." Fei asked with a calm face.

The Jazz was full of contempt for the base commander at this moment. Now it seems that the comments on him are indeed correct. This is a cowardly and fearful administrative officer. You will never find him at the scene of the incident. He will only appear after the matter is over.

Such a cowardly guy can sit in the position of the base commander. The rumors outside are that Lieutenant General Arthur Longmer, the commander of the RAF Mediterranean War Zone, appreciated this person's administrative ability very much and refused to be opposed to the appointment. Sir Fay felt that General Longmer might actually be the cowardly character of this lieutenant colonel, so that the lieutenant general can better control the most important British air base in the Middle East through him.

"It's about those two ladies." Lieutenant Colonel Fillian looked around and then reported in a low voice.

"What lady?" Fay didn't react.

"It's the passengers on the plane driven by the Germans."

"I haven't had time to see them just now. Is there anything special about these two passengers?" Fei asked in confusion.

"One of the ladies asked to contact the French Embassy in Cairo, so we asked her to call her and heard her say on the phone," Lieutenant Colonel Fillian said this and looked around again.

"Don't hesitate, Lieutenant Colonel Fillian, what did she say?" Fey asked impatiently.

"So, your grandfather is Admiral Jean de Lawald? Your father is Lieutenant Colonel Bernard Deva of the French Indochina Air Force?" Krieg tried hard to restrain his surprise.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you early, Carruz." Miss Dewar looked at the German pilot with some anxiety.

"It's not too late to say it now, isn't it, Lieutenant Krieger." Horn interrupted, releasing the beautiful Miss France.

"In fact, Liz's family background is better, her father is"

"Emily!" Miss Bron interrupted her friend loudly.

"Okay, now it's all right, haha, this is a happy ending." Horn glanced at Miss Bron, who was blushing, and then changed the subject with haha.

"Do you know anyone in Cairo? Can you find a place to stay?" Krieg asked Miss Dewar.

"We are going to find Liz's relative. Their archaeological team is now living in Cairo. We should be able to arrange a residence for us." Miss Deva replied.

"We are going to Cairo City, too. I'll go and tell the lieutenant colonel if I can take you into the city." Before the two beauties could answer, Captain Horn ran out of the room quickly.

"Emily, when I settle down in Cairo, I will come to see you right away." Krieg whispered to Dewar.

"Who wants you to come and see you?" Miss Duwa deliberately made a little temper.

"Then I won't come. You dare!" The two of them began to flirt in front of Miss Bron.

"French Admiral? I have no impression, but involving the French can add some pressure to the British." Randolph said, imitating the head of state to wipe his chin with his finger.

"Lieutenant Colonel, can you take her and go to Cairo together, and find out where they are, so that they can stay in touch in the future?" Horn asked.

"It's for your own convenience, Horn." Randolph raised his hand and patted Horn on the shoulder.

"Go and ask them to get on the bus. We will set out in ten minutes, Sergeant Dole, take a few people to help the ladies carry their luggage." Randolph turned his head and said to a strong guard flag troop officer.

"As for the order, sir." The sergeant stood up and held his chest attentively to receive the order.

"Thank you very much, Lieutenant Colonel Randolph." Horn nodded to Randolph.

"It's so damn. I've caused trouble now. I have to find a way to save the influence." Sir Fay turned around next to the car.

"The situation you reported is very important. Lieutenant Colonel Fillian, now I will give you a new task." Sir Fay stood still and waved to Fillian.

"Vincent, guess what did that flatterer Fillian say to that bastard Sir?" Colonel Hunter looked at the two people whispering not far away with disgust. He turned his head and asked the adjutant behind him.

"It should be about those Germans." Captain Vincent replied respectfully.

The colonel did not notice the worry hidden in the adjutant's eyes, but nodded in agreement.

Captain Vincent was worried at this time. Colonel Hunter had been in Cairo for too long and was used to being arrogant in the army. He had forgotten the terrible means of domestic politicians and offended the House of Lords with a deep background. The fate of the colonel was almost foreseeable.

Now I can only wait for Hunter to calm down and then find a way to apologize to the congressman in person. Maybe there is still room for recovery, at least I won’t die too ugly.

As the colonel's confidant adjutant, Captain Vincent's career will definitely be implicated. Now he must start to consider and find a way out for himself in advance to get rid of the troubles he may encounter.

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