Seeing that the quarrel between Sir Fay and Colonel Hunt intensified, and even rolled up his sleeves to prepare for a hand-to-hand duel, Major Whitewood and the two orderlies wasted a great deal of strength to separate the two anxious fighting cocks.

The farcical interrogation ended abruptly, and the German officers were allowed to leave the base, while Randolph was given the investigative powers he wanted.

"It's not that simple, I have a hunch..."Randolph stood in front of the door of the base barracks, shaking hands with Baron Ryerson and saying goodbye.

"I wish you the best of luck in finding out the truth, Lieutenant Colonel Randolph." Ryerson said with sincerity on his face.

"I have no doubt about it, Your Excellency. Don't keep that sir too long, where are you going to go later? Randolph asked.

"It's okay, just let him wait, the knight is in need of some time to calm down right now. They booked me a hotel in Cairo, and you, Lieutenant Colonel Randolph. ”

"My people have already arranged it for me." Randolph tilted his head and motioned to the black convoy waiting nearby.

"I hope to see you again in Cairo, I don't know what mission you're on, but good luck, Lieutenant Colonel." Ryerson said with a smile.

"Thank you, there will definitely be a chance to meet again, Your Excellency, and I hope that your mission can be successfully completed." Randolph smiled heartily back.

Sir Fay stood beside his Lanchester limousine, staring coldly at the tent by the runway, he had never met such an arrogant officer in his life, and the House of Lords was determined to teach him a lesson of a lifetime.

"Rick. Hunter, originally had some expectations for him, and was ready to pull him into his circle, but he didn't expect to be a stupid maniac, fortunately, God forbid, let him be exposed in front of him in time, if this colonel continues to maintain the current mentality, sooner or later there will be an irreparable disaster, and then it may be too late for him to want to get rid of it"

Fay's face was cloudy, and he was secretly glad that he didn't let the other party participate in tonight's card meeting, otherwise once this guy heard a few words on the card table and stabbed to the outside world on a whim, wouldn't he have killed a large number of people at that time. Although everyone's background is very tough, and a gossip or two can't hurt the surface, but the business between themselves and the Germans may be affected, and the profits involved can be as high as tens or even millions of pounds.

"Sir Sir, there is something I must tell you." An RAF lieutenant colonel stood next to the car and said respectfully to Fay.

"What's the situation? Lieutenant Colonel Fillion. Fay asked with a calm face.

Sir was full of contempt for the base commander at the moment, and now it seemed that those comments about him were correct, this is a cowardly administrative officer, you should never find him at the scene of the incident, he will only appear when the matter is all over.

The fact that such a cowardly guy was able to sit in the position of base commander was rumored to be because of the Royal Air Force's Mediterranean Theater Commander Arthur Brown. Lieutenant General Langmer, who greatly appreciated his administrative ability, made the appointment after the public opinion. Sir Fay felt that perhaps General Langmer had taken a fancy to the lieutenant colonel's cowardly character, so that the lieutenant general could better control the most important British air base in the Middle East through him.

"It's about, the two ladies." Lieutenant Colonel Fillian looked left and right, and then whispered.

"What lady?" Fay didn't react.

"It's the passengers on the plane that the Germans are flying."

"I haven't had time to see them just now, is there anything special about these two passengers?" Fay asked suspiciously.

"One of the ladies asked to speak to the French embassy in Cairo, so we asked her to make a phone call, only to hear her say on the phone," said Lieutenant Colonel Filian, looking to the left and right again.

"Don't you ramble, Lieutenant Colonel Filian, what did she say?" Fay asked impatiently.

"So your grandfather is Jean. Morality. Admiral Lavolde? Your father was Bernard of the French Indochina Air Force. Lieutenant Colonel Dewar? Krieger struggled to contain his surprise.

"Sorry I didn't tell you sooner, Caluz." Miss Dewar looked at the German pilots with some trepidation.

"It's not too late to tell, is it, Second Lieutenant Krieger." Horn chimed in and relieved the beautiful French lady.

"Actually, Liz's family background is better, her father is..."

"Emily!" Miss Brown interrupted her friend loudly.

"Well, it's finally okay now, haha, it's a happy ending." Horn glanced at Miss Bron, who was flushed, and then changed the subject with a haha.

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

"We're going to go to that relative of Liz, whose archaeological team lives in Cairo right now, and should be able to arrange a place for us to live." Miss Dewar replied.

"We're going to Cairo too, so I'm going to talk to the lieutenant colonel and see if I can drop you off and get you into the city." Without waiting for the two beauties to answer, Captain Horn ran out of the room at a brisk pace.

"Emily, I'll come to see you as soon as I'm settled in Cairo." Krieger whispered to Dewar.

"Who wants you to come and see?" Miss Dewar deliberately lost her temper.

"Then I'm not coming." "You dare!" The two of them began to flirt in front of Miss Brown.

"French admiral? I don't have much of an impression, but involving the French can add a little pressure to the British. Randolph said as he rubbed his chin with his fingers, as the Führer did.

"Lieutenant Colonel, can you take the two of them to Cairo together, and by the way, you can find out where they are and keep 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 tell them to get in the car, we'll leave in ten minutes, Sergeant Dole, and you take a few men to help the ladies with their luggage." Randolph turned to a strong Guard Flag non-commissioned officer.

"Yes, sir." The sergeant held his chest up and took the order.

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

"Damn it, we're in trouble now, and we have to find a way to undo it." Sir Fay spun around the car.

"This is important to you, Lieutenant Colonel Filian, and now I'm going to give you a new assignment." Sir Fay stood still and beckoned to Fillian.

"Vincent, what do you suppose that sycophant Fillian is talking to that bastard sir?" Colonel Hunt looked at the two men who were talking to each other not far away, and he turned to the adjutant behind him and asked.

"I guess it's about the Germans." Adjutant Captain Vincent replied respectfully.

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

Captain Vincent was now in his heart, Colonel Hunt had been in Cairo for so long, so arrogant in the army, that he had forgotten the terrible methods of domestic politicians, and had offended this well-established member of the House of Lords, whose fate was almost predictable.

Now I can only wait for Hunter to calm down, and then find a way to apologize to the councillor in person, maybe there is room for redemption, at least not too ugly to die.

As the colonel's close aide-de-camp, Captain Vincent's career is bound to be implicated, and now he must start thinking about finding a way out of the trouble he may encounter in advance.

PS: The first chapter is presented, and the second chapter continues after eating, it may be very late, and friends who go to bed early can watch it again tomorrow.

Thank you for your support, continue to ask for votes, click for recommendations, and the author will continue to work hard.