Meyer. Child, the man who was the chairman of the Childe Foundation, Germany's first Jewish foundation. Now, there is no longer the grace of the past.

Anyone who sees him in Reinhardt's labor camp for the members of the Child family cannot be equated with the image of the eleventh successor of the Childe family.

This Jewish businessman, who once manipulated the exchange rate of the Deutsche Mark and was very popular, is now nothing more than a sinner who has been spurned and forced to be reformed through labor.

No one in Germany will sympathize with these lost people who have been beaten from heaven to the bottom.

Twenty years ago, it was these Jewish businessmen of the Childe family who caused the unlimited depreciation of the German currency, the mark, and the savings of the German people for decades or even generations to disappear overnight.

In order to survive, many people took out the only jewelry or precious metal items they had, and found merchants sent by the Childe family to buy high-priced goods. At that time, I didn't see this mercenary family sympathize with the suffering people.

"Don't be lazy, keep working!" An SS soldier with a German flag armband on his arm yelled harshly at Meyer, who was trying to rest for a while.

Although an SS soldier stationed in a labor camp, the patrol was not very well equipped and had only an old Mauser Type 88 double-row magazine rifle on his body.

After all, the Third Reich had already begun a large-scale expansion of the army, and the new Wehrmacht, which was the main force, needed weapons, and the units that had been incorporated into the front-line SS also needed weapons. And these second-line SS troops who remained in the rear labor camps, because they did not have many combat missions, made do with some obsolete weapons.

Many of the SS soldiers stationed in the labor battalions were using obsolete equipment that had been mothballed after the SA had been exterminated. If it weren't for the fact that Germany was expanding its forces so fast, far beyond the scale of production, there would have been no need for the SS to take out these mothballed weapons.

However, even this kind of outdated Type 88 rifle is enough to make these imprisoned businessmen of the Child family tremble. Under the guns of the patrolling soldiers, Meyer, who was accustomed to pampering himself, did not dare not continue to carry out productive labor.

Because Meyer had a good attitude and was a healthy man, he was assigned to work in the first-class factory of the labor camp.

For the workers of these labor camps, Reinhardt was naturally not stupid enough to give them some high-precision work.

In the labor camp, all the work is broadly divided into two areas.

The production of bullets and steel helmets is of the same kind, arranged in the first-class factory, where the workers are men who are well-behaved and have more physical strength. Conversely, the workers here receive a higher standard of food.

However, the vast majority of these bullets and steel helmets will not reach the hands of the front-line troops. Some of these bullets and steel helmets will be exported to the armies of friendly countries that need them, such as the National Army of Spain.

The other part of the ammunition is mostly used on the training ground as ammunition for the recruits to shoot live ammunition. Therefore, it will not cause too much adverse impact due to quality problems.

Most of the workers in the secondary factory are women and the elderly, and their job is to produce some quilts and bandages, as well as some light daily necessities. These production tasks are simpler and easier to get started. On the other hand, the food standards here are a bit lower.

"Meyer, come over to my office." A middle-aged man wearing a national flag armband and a neat suit walked up to Meyer next to the operating table and ordered: "There are a group of new people coming, you can teach them the rules here later." ”

Meyer respectfully bowed his head and listened to the man's request, bent down and responded respectfully: "Yes, I will do my best to do a good job." ”

No more nonsense, no complaints. The former chairman of the Childe consortium, who had been in the labor camp for a long time, was extremely obedient to the ordinary official with a low official position in front of him.

Ten years ago, even the mayor of Berlin had to make an appointment in advance to see Meyer. But now, an ordinary petty official can actually point fingers at him.

Meyer, who has experienced a prosperous life, and the Childe family, who have been ruthless for a while, only after meeting a Reinhardt who is more horizontal than them, can be regarded as understanding the truth of being a man and leaving a line to meet each other in the future.

It's a pity that the bad things have been done, and the whole of Germany has basically been offended by them. At this time, it is too late to regret it, and what awaits them will be endless transformations.

Leaving the production of cheap 7.92mm bullets, Meyer cautiously followed the junior officials to a makeshift office and met the "new members" who had just entered today.

Among them, the boss of the low-ranking officials, the supreme leader of the labor battalion, Colonel Hans of the SS, personally led an old man to Meyer and explained: "This new member will be assigned to work with you in the first-class factory in the future, and you can help answer any questions he has." ”

Colonel Hans's words revealed a meaning, asking Meyer to help the new recruit. It seems that Hans must have taken a lot of benefits from others.

It wasn't until Hans was gone that Meyer learned the identity of the newcomer - the former Austrian Chancellor, the dictator Schuschnigg who ruled the whole of Austria!

Walking down the icy path to the factory, Schuschnigg whispered to the businessman, who seemed to be more familiar with the situation, "Looking at the appearance of Colonel Hans just now, it seems that it is a great merit to transfer me to work with you. How, what does your job look like? ”

Looking at this new colleague, Meyer didn't hide it, and said lightly: "It's just responsible for making 7.92mm bullets." I started work at 7 o'clock in the morning, and there was an hour of lunch and rest from 12 o'clock to 13 o'clock at noon. From 13 to 19 o'clock, there is an hour of dinner and rest from 19 to 20 o'clock, and then after working until 23 o'clock, you can go back to the public dormitory to rest. ”

Schuschnigg raised his voice in surprise and exclaimed: "Fourteen hours of intense work a day!" I gave him all of his $200,000 in private deposits, and I was paid for fourteen hours of intense work a day! Schuschnigg complained indignantly.

Seeing this, Meyer lowered his voice and scolded after turning around to make sure that there was no one around: "Dare to complain so loudly, are you crazy?!" ”

After being stunned for a few seconds, Schuschnigg covered his head painfully and said: "It's all my own cleverness, I heard that my cronies who came in with me were all assigned to the second-level factory with easy work." Alas........"

Meyer stared at Schuschnigg with a strange expression, and after a while he answered: "You have only been here for the first day, and you have been directly assigned to the first-class factory, do you feel that you have lost money?" It took me 3 months for the fastest person to get over. ”

Shu Schnitge said: "Listening to your tone, am I still taking advantage?" What's the matter, the factory next door is not good? ”

Meyer sighed and said with some envy: "If I still have money, I am willing to spend 200,000 yuan to buy a ........ that I don't have to work fifteen hours a day hungry for 3 months."

"Hungry!? Fifteen hours!? Schuschnigg was taken aback, it turned out that the second-level factory that looked easier had to work a full hour more than the first-level plant every day, and if he still couldn't eat enough, it would be worse than death!

At this time, Schuschnigg, who had also ordered countless people to be imprisoned, suddenly reacted, he was in prison now!

In prison, it is a tradition in prisons to deprive people of the rights they should have, and then give them to you as a reward.

A bed near the cell door, a bad but filling dinner, an hour's rest or a shoddy cigarette – these things that belong to you will be snatched away for no reason.

If they behave well, or if they are kind, they may be able to eat a little more food that is barely tasty or smoke a cigarette. These things, which he completely disdained outside the prison, were a luxury, a temptation, and a tool for the jailers to seek advantage when they arrived in prison.

Originally, if he Schuschnigg could have done less to thwart the merger. Now, it won't come to this.

This just confirms an old oriental saying: if you come out to mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back.