"He's a devil, and it seems like we're dealing with Satan himself!"

Major Miller sighed in his heart, although both epaulettes and gold were what he longed for as a promising young officer. But he felt that the bullets in front of him were stained with the blood of all the soldiers of France, Germany, Britain, and other countries that participated in the First World War, because the Chinese in front of him, as the "arms king", obviously did not want the war to end so early.

Immediately, he thought that soon, all soldiers would accept such a cartridge belt, and everything that their official promotion could bring to him.

If you refuse......!

This apparently irrational thought had only been swirling in his mind for a brief moment, and it was definitely unwise to go against someone else who had received money after the enemy line. Thinking of this, he also reached out and took the bullet belt.

Tang Yunyang clapped his hands, and he was very happy to solve the problem of confidentiality. As long as they return to France and settle those matters, even if someone tells the deal here, it is estimated that no one will believe them under the power of the media at their disposal.

"All right, gentlemen, please prepare your appetites, today we have the great pleasure of having a German-style dinner with the future German Emperor, such an honor I think is worth remembering for a lifetime!"

The tables were lined up, including all the officers, and the orderlies were still doing their duty, and if it weren't for the submachine guns in the hands of the special forces soldiers on duty threatening them, some would even think that this was a good time to rescue the crown prince.

At the table sat another man, Richthofen, who had been urgently summoned. Out of nowhere, he came to the hall where the dining table was set, where there were German officers, French officers, Tang Yunyang and his strange-looking special forces.

These arrangements made the red baron a little confused, and he couldn't guess how he could have anything to do with it.

"Your Highness, Sir!"

When he arrived, he first saluted the senior officers in the military headquarters, who they could only look up to, even though their faces looked so depressed.

"The Red Baron is here!"

He had not yet been given this nickname, and the fact that someone here had called him by this nickname made Richthofen wonder a little, and even more puzzled that the nickname was called in French.

"Who could it be?"

Confused, when he walked not far from Tang Yunyang, he found that the guy in front of him wearing a strange costume was actually the pilot of the Lafitte squad who sent him back.

Until now, when he remembered that Tang Yunyang shot down himself from the sky who couldn't fight back, Richthofen was still full of anger, so he didn't think about it so much, and opened his mouth to scold.

"How could it be you, what are you bastards doing here?"

The smell of gunpowder in his answer caused all the German officers present to take a breath of cool air and secretly take care of him. The Chinese in front of him, not to mention that someone called him "bastard" with a slightly bad face, is enough to make him come up with a shocking ghost idea to torture people, how will he fight back in the face of such abuse.

"Why can't it be me? And without me, bastard, can you sit here for dinner with His Royal Highness the Respected Prince? You bastard "Red Baron" seems to be a guy who doesn't know what to do, and I would have accepted Mike if I knew about it. Lang's suggestion, please Herman. Goering has come to enjoy this rich set meal! ”

Tang Yunqi's reaction relieved the officers, and it was clear that Richthofen was friends with him.

It was only then that Richthofen realized that it was actually this pilot who was full of aristocratic demeanor in the air who rushed into the headquarters to kidnap His Royal Highness the prince and asked for a lot of gold.

"Well, I really didn't expect it, this thing doesn't look like your style of doing things!"

"Yes! You know it's on dirty ground, and it's also an incident caused by sending you back, so I have no choice but to try to rescue our pilot to show my innocence, so it's up to you to blame for this! ”

"Can I be blamed for this?"

Richthofen felt a little aggrieved, and he also felt that the guy in front of him was not very likable when he fell to the ground, especially when he was not performing his duties as a pilot.

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"Come, Red Baron, allow me to introduce you to His Royal Highness Crown Prince William!"

Richthofen, the name faintly reminds Prince William of what he himself had solved some time ago, when the pilot ran to find the artilleryman who made trouble.

"Oh, are you the guy who rushed to the artillery position to hit someone? Come to me and let me take a good look at you bastard. Also, I heard Don say that you will bring me back from heaven safely! Is that so? ”

Looking at the tired look on the look of the prince in front of him, and guessing in his heart that he had stayed up from about last night until now, Richthofen felt at a loss. It was only in the evening that he was notified that he had been sent on a top-secret special mission, and who knew that he would be sent here.

He tilted his head and looked at Tang Yunyang, his eyes obviously asking.

"What the hell do you bastard want me to do?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, it was I who suggested that His Highness summon you here! You will have the glorious task of flying His Royal Highness the Prince back here as we fly over the French line in an airship! ”

"Oh my God, I knew it would be okay to run into the Satanic Eagle!"

Looking at Rishi Hotfen's expression, Tang Yunyang felt a burst of joy, making this kid depressed was what Tang Yunyang liked to do. However, when I accidentally remembered that this excellent red baron would be shot down in the future, I couldn't help but feel a little sad in my heart.

"Red Baron, do you know that such a complaint will upset His Royal Highness, and I thought you should have shown him your confidence instead of your disappointment in me!"

Perhaps Richthofen thought that Tang Yunyang's words were reasonable, and no longer engaged in verbal entanglement with him, he bent down slightly, and applied the elegant aristocratic etiquette to Wilhelm.

"My Highness, rest assured, I will defend your safety with my life, and I will guarantee with the glory of my nobility, and in the name of our Richthofen family, that you will return here safely!"

Prince Wilhelm looked at the confidence in Richthofen's eyes, and his worried heart did not settle down until this time. A day of torture made him speak as if he was **.

"My glorious knight, my security and the future of Germany are now in the palm of your hand!"

"Yes, Your Highness, that will be my glory!"