The first batch of 6,000 Jews had already boarded and left, and the first batch of 10,000 Mauser rifles and a large quantity of machinery and equipment were still in the holds, and Zhuo Fei left the docks and then went to the local SS headquarters, where he handed over the second batch of shares belonging to the local SS commanders. When money encounters power, it is not worth mentioning at all, but if the power is faced with a large net made up of money as a link, the power has to temporarily bow its head, which is the power of interests.

Zhuo Fei is now a celebrity in front of the Führer, Zhuo Fei can use the local SS military airfield take-off and landing aircraft, it is also from the Führer's instructions, as the commander of the SS infantry battalion, this SS commander who personally sent Zhuo Fei out of the command headquarters with a smile on his face has not dared to embarrass Zhuo Fei. The first Jews were sent away, and the camp did not immediately seem empty, because the camp had already exceeded 30,000 people three days earlier, but there was only a fifth of the number of people, and there was no way for the entire camp to relax.

"Well, yes, take a little more time and effort to train them, and it will come in handy in the future." After seeing the performance of the militia today, Zhuo Fei was quite satisfied with this, and specially told Bao Man to train the newly transferred militiamen carefully. Out of 30,000 people, there are only 1,000 militiamen, which is the size of a Class B infantry regiment if they are placed on the battlefield in China, but Zhuo Fei did not give up, as long as this place becomes a life-saving road for the Jews, he will be able to recruit more and more Jewish militia.

The first batch of Jews will be sent away, and the next time will be five days later, and the next ships will be 20, which will take more Jews than there are today. Suddenly relaxed, Zhuo Fei didn't seem to know what he should do for a while, but fortunately, there was good news from the printing house, a White Russian counterfeiter named Yuri had overcome the problem of counterfeiting dollars, and had already printed several versions of counterfeit dollar bills.

In this era, there is no security line for dollar banknotes, and the face value of the dollar is not very large, as long as the problem of paper and ink is solved, there is really no difficulty in printing dollars. Yuri's group did not print large gold or silver bills, but directly chose small denomination dollar bills, looking at the several dollar bills with 5 yuan denominations neatly arranged in front of him, Zhuo Fei really couldn't tell which one was a fake.

Whether it was the feel of these banknotes, or their color and pattern, Zhuo Fei couldn't make a correct identification, until the triumphant Yuri declared that these 5 yuan banknotes were all fakes, and Zhuo Fei finally reacted. The good news that the printing house was able to print small denominations of dollars and pounds made Zhuo Fei as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and after strictly ordering the Jewish craftsmen involved in the matter not to divulge the news, Zhuo Fei took a box of counterfeit bills and flew directly to Berlin.

It's just a box of counterfeit banknotes with a small denomination, and the actual calculated amount is not very much, but this matter is an excellent start for Zhuo Fei, and his next plan has finally reached the stage where it can be implemented. Hitler's energy seems to have been poured on the local oil wells, Angela's busyness has not been in vain, and the oil exploration experts she brought from Mexico have drilled several oil wells one after another, and these oil wells that have already produced oil can add at least one million tons of oil to Germany every month if they are fully exploited.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, Hitler is very comfortable every day these days, not only the oil has been produced in Germany, but the Leopard tank provided by Zhuo Fei has also begun trial production, if the test proves that the diesel engine is more suitable for the Leopard tank, Hitler does not mind letting the German army use diesel engines in all the tanks equipped in the future. As soon as Hitler's side got carried away, Zhuo Fei, who flew back to Berlin, had to wait patiently for Hitler's summons, and when he didn't see Hitler summoning him, Zhuo Fei, who was anxious, couldn't sit still.

"To France? Boss, what are we going to do in France? "Hefmann, who was hurriedly summoned back by Zhuo Fei from Austria, didn't even have a hot butt, and got a piece of news from Zhuo Fei that could not be regarded as good news. Zhuo Fei didn't explain much about Huffman's doubts, but just urged Huffman and a dozen people to pack up, and he was ready to fly directly to Paris. Germany and France have not yet torn their faces, and there are still airlines between the two countries, with the face of the Krupp family, Zhuo Fei took a flight to Paris on the same day.

The Lufthansa plane had just landed at the Paris airport, so Zhuo Fei bought a ticket to London directly at the Paris airport, and a few hours later, Zhuo Fei and his entourage flew directly to London on a British Airways plane. Although the speed of the plane is faster than that of a ship, if Zhuo Fei had taken a ship from Bremerhaven to England, it might not have been so troublesome, but Zhuo Fei did not feel bored at all because of the continuous change of planes.

Zhuo Fei's purpose in coming to London was just for the counterfeit banknotes in the suitcase, in order to verify whether these counterfeit banknotes could deceive the bank, Zhuo Fei did not hesitate to risk his own life, and personally brought these counterfeit banknotes to London, and he was going to send these counterfeit notes directly to the Bank of England in London for verification. Smith, who had just completed his engagement with his girlfriend of three years, came to work lightly, and he should be the youngest manager in the HSBC banking system after being promoted to manager, but Smith did not perform high because of this.

Greeted by the bank staff he knew well, Smith, who had been promoted to manager, went to inspect the underground vault as usual, and then sat down in a corner of the bank as if he were not an adult. Those who are familiar with Smith know that this is an old habit of Smith, and every morning after the bank opens, Smith will sit in that corner for a while.

It was a nice morning, with a rare absence of fog, and Smith was snuggling up on a couch in the corner of the bank to soak up the slanting sunlight when he was interrupted by a bank staff member who hurried by. "Manager, there is a customer who is ready to open a new account with us, but there are some situations that may need to be handled by the manager himself." The clerk's words made Smith froze slightly, and then got up and followed the clerk to one of the counters in the hall.

"Manager, this gentleman said he wanted to open an account with us, but he brought some small denominations of pounds and dollars, but he was not dressed like a person who would carry so many small bills with him." The clerk behind the counter got up to greet him, and whispered a quick recourse to Smith. The latter nodded, and motioned for the bank security guards, who had been secretly surrounded, to disperse, and then sat down in the chair behind the counter with a hint of a smile.

"Damn" just glanced at the other party, and Smith couldn't help but curse in his heart, the clerk just now didn't tell him that this difficult customer was Asian. Zhuo Fei, who was sitting in front of Smith, couldn't help but roll his eyes secretly, the other party's eyes just now were obviously full of disdain and disbelief, and Zhuo Fei immediately understood that the other party was looking down on Asians. "You're the manager here? I wonder why my money can't be deposited in your bank? You know, our Tanaka family also has a sum of money in the HSBC bank in Shanghai. ”

"It's a Japanese." Zhuo Fei deliberately said a few words to Smith in unskilled English, and one or two Japanese pronunciations suddenly popped up in his words. Knowing that Zhuo Fei was a Japanese, Smith's eyes showed such an expression, and the expansion of the Japanese in Asia was inseparable from the secret support of the British. Although Smith had never been to Japan or China, he knew that many Japanese had made a fortune by plundering China.

Knowing that the other party was a Japanese, things were easy to do, and under Smith's personal management, the change brought by Zhuo Fei was counted by the bank staff in a very short time. Although Zhuo Fei, who pretended to be Japanese, had been holding a coffee cup and chatting with Smith in broken English, Zhuo Fei's attention had not left the expressions and movements of those bank staff, and Smith, who noticed this, mistakenly thought that Zhuo Fei was paying attention to the banknotes he brought, but he didn't know that Zhuo Fei was worried that the counterfeit money would be recognized by the bankers on the spot.

Fortunately, Zhuo Fei's worries were unnecessary, and the bank staff, at Smith's urging, quickly counted the banknotes. Not only did he not recognize that they were all counterfeit money, but he also used the shortest time to handle Zhuo Fei's bank account, and when he sent Zhuo Fei out of the bank, Smith also welcomed Zhuo Fei to come here again to make a deposit. In one morning, Zhuo Fei went to more than a dozen banks to make deposits, but none of the banks identified the counterfeit money, so the stone hanging in Zhuo Fei's heart finally fell to the ground.

"Sir, help me, they're going to buy me into a brothel." They and Huffman found a place to eat casually, and Zhuo Fei, who had just walked out of the restaurant, was stopped by a blonde woman, and looked in the direction of the blonde woman's finger, and several crooked and polite guys were chasing after him. This is the underworld? Zhuo Fei couldn't help but laugh, seeing that the passers-by around him didn't dare to say anything to help, Zhuo Fei secretly glanced at Hefman and a few of them, and waited for these underworld to come over.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, get out of here now, or I'll kick you in the ass." The white strong man led by the white man shouted at Zhuo Fei, and reached over, ready to push Zhuo Fei away and grab the blonde woman hiding behind him. The blonde woman behind her kept clinging to the back of Zhuo Fei's suit, so that Zhuo Fei couldn't move left and right, seeing that the white man's hand had reached Zhuo Fei's new chest, Hefman, who couldn't wait, immediately made a move, using his palm to separate the right hand stretched out by the other party.