"You are?" Weaver asked, looking at the visitor suspiciously.

"I should ask you that." The man asked, "Who are you?" How did it end up here? ”

"Me? I'm the new Chief of General Staff of the Air Force, come and see my future buddies. ”

"You? Chief? Hahaha. The man laughed and said, "You wear an army uniform and say that you are the chief of the general staff of the Air Force, are you stupid to me?" ”

"I, my new military uniform hasn't arrived yet, the general asked me to come over and get familiar with it first, why don't you believe me?" Weaver was a little anxious.

"I believe you're the hell!" The man walked to a nearby pillar, picked up the phone hanging on the pillar, and said, "Hey? Guards? I'm Heinrich Heinkel, I'm in hangar 11, there's an unidentified guy here, and he's claiming to be the Chief of the Air Staff, yes, I suspect he's a spy, and I'm sending guards to take him away! ”

When Weaver heard this, he felt helpless.

"Sir, I advise you not to try to run away, and honestly wait here for the guards to come." "The whole airport is guarded by Wehrmacht, and if you run around, you might be killed on the spot." ”

"I'm not leaving." Weaver propped his forehead, "I'll wait for the guards to come and give me a clean slate." ”

"That's for the best." Henkel said with "relief".

It didn't take long for two jeeps to whizz in, and then several soldiers jumped out of them and walked towards the two.

"Gentlemen." Henkel said to the soldiers, "With all due respect, what do you do in the Guards?" How did this man get in bypassing your checks? ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Henkel, I don't know." The soldier in charge said apologetically, "We haven't received any reports of anyone who can be seen." ”

"Forget it, take him away, don't get in my way here. I'll have to keep working," Heinkel waved his hand, "Remember, don't make a mistake like this next time, or I'll report your dereliction of duty to your superiors." ”

"Thank you, sir." The soldier was relieved to hear that Heinkel would not tell his superiors about today's events, and then hurriedly escorted Heinkel into the car and left the place quickly.

"Who is that Henkel just now?" In the car, Weaver asked the guard curiously.

"Hinkel? Heinkel, you don't even know how to call yourself the Chief of the General Staff of the Air Force? The guard glanced at Weaver and said, "Have you heard of the Heinkel Aircraft Manufacturing Company?" ”

"Nope." Weaver said honestly.

The soldier gave him a strange look, and he was now even more suspicious that Weaver was a spy, and that he had pretended to be crazy and stupid after being caught.

None of such a famous aircraft manufacturing company as Heinkel have ever heard of it, who are you fooling? The soldier thought to himself.

Waffle looked at the soldier's strange eyes and guessed what he was thinking.

"I'm not a spy!" Weaver was anxious, and he struggled, "I've been in charge of the Army's training before, so how can I understand the plane thing." ”

"Don't get excited, sir." The soldier pressed his hand to the pistol holster on his waist, "Are you a spy or not, we'll find out when we get back to the War Department." ”

Weaver was aggrieved, but he stopped struggling, after all, the soldier's expression of "as long as you dare to move, I dare to pull out my gun and shoot you twice in the head" was still a little scary.

More than ten minutes later, the two cars arrived at the base guard, and several soldiers escorted the aggrieved Waffle to a small room, and then sent a person to call the war department to inquire.

A few minutes later, the soldier who had gone to make the call ran back to his room with a desperate face, saluted Waffle with a pale face, and said, "Hug, sorry, Mr. Chief of Staff." ”

The other soldiers were stunned and hurriedly stood up and saluted.

Waffle, covering his face, said, "Now believe it, right?" ”

"I believe it." The soldier was sweating profusely, "Also, General Lyon told you to answer the phone." ”

Waffle patted the soldier, whose legs were a little weak, and motioned for him to take him over.

"General!" Picking up the phone, Weaver spoke loudly to the other end of the phone.

"Yes. It's my fault that I wronged you this time. Leon's voice came from the other end of the line, "Milch and I have been discussing some issues and forgot to say hello to the Air Force Guard. ”

"It's okay general, it just so happens that I also took this opportunity to get acquainted with the guards." Weaver smiled, "I have to say, they're really good, I don't have to worry about security in the future." ”

"Haha." Leon laughed, "Okay, then you get acquainted with it, and I won't bother you, goodbye!" ”

"Goodbye, General." Weaver stood up again, then hung up.

The soldier saw Weaver hang up the phone, gritted his teeth, and said to Weavell: "Sir, I'm really sorry for what happened just now, but can I ask you not to transfer me out of the Air Force?" I really love it! ”

Weaver gave him a strange look and said with a smile, "Why did I transfer you out of the Air Force?" You're doing a great job! ”

The soldier nodded gratefully.

"Now you can tell me about Heinkel, right?" Weaver laughed.

"Of course! Mr. Heinkel is the founder of the largest aircraft manufacturer in our country, the Heinkel Aircraft Manufacturing Company, and he is also one of the most talented aircraft designers in our country, and the HE51 fighter you just saw was from him. ”

"That's right." Weaver nodded, "What about Mr. Messerschmidt?" ”

This is the only aircraft designer he knows, because Messerschmidt was one of Lyon's men.

"Mr. Messerschmidt? He's pretty good, too. "The BF108 wind turbine he designed is very powerful, using the latest lower wing design, and it flies much faster than the dual-wing HE51." ”

"Then why didn't the Air Force choose the BF108?" Weaver asked curiously.

"It should be that the BF108 engine technology is not up to par, and the reliability is too poor." The soldier shook his head, "I've seen the test flight of the BF108, and its engine sounds very wrong. ”

"You know a lot." Waffle glanced at the soldier in front of him in surprise, he didn't expect an ordinary guard soldier to know so much.

The soldier scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "I taught myself how to design airplanes, and I like airplanes so much."

Weaver nodded appreciatively, admiring the quality of the soldier in front of him who loved to learn: "What's your name?" I can suggest to General Lyon that you get an admission place in the Aircraft Design School. ”

"Really?" The soldier said happily, "My name is Richard, Richard Vogt, thank you, sir!" ”