"Lamu was initially quite psychologically resistant to the cocaine business because of his education at the Hudson family and his own Dalit background." Jürgen pulled a document out of the folder and handed it to Randolph. "This is his confession, Lieutenant Colonel."

Although he was initially resistant, Lamu soon got a taste of the business, because the leader of the organization gave him a considerable reward because of the importance of his position. The SS major pointed to the confession.

"An ounce of pure cocaine on the black market in India costs 200 rupees, but usually gangsters will mix pure cocaine with 10 to 15 times more impurities and sell it to drug addicts for 50 rupees a pack, which is about half an ounce each. Considering that cocaine producers sell ex-factory prices of just 25 rupees per ounce, the profits are staggering. Jürgen reported.

For every 10 kilograms of cocaine smuggled, Lamu gets a bonus of 1,000 to 1,500 rupees, which is almost equivalent to more than 100 pounds, enough for him to do a lot of things. For example, bribe your superiors..."The SS colonel tapped the papers in his hand.

Over the course of a year and a half, he bribed more than 20 officers and men of the Royal Air Force to smuggle drugs for him, and at the same time bribed every officer at the top of his rank who knew about it. As the number of people involved increased and the scale of smuggling grew, they were no longer satisfied with carrying drugs on planes, and began to use RAF logistics trucks to smuggle cocaine from Myanmar to India, often disguising the drugs as important military supplies that the border police did not have the authority to open and inspect. Jürgen pulled out a folded map from his briefcase.

"The smuggling routes they use most often are marked on them." The SS major said, pointing to the red pencil line on the map.

"In just five years, the gang built up a vast network of drug sales throughout the Indian peninsula, and Lamu used the money provided to him by the organization to get through the joints, and was favored by his superiors, eventually promoted to second lieutenant in the Royal Air Force." Jürgen's expression was a little emotional.

"The speed of Lamu's degeneration and degeneration is astonishing, who would have thought that he was once a young man full of ideals,"

Lamu did not regret his actions, but he soon fell back to the pleasure and enjoyment that money brought him. In this era, money can be easily obtained by Lamu, what he never even dreamed of before, and enjoy luxurious food that the princes of the princes could not enjoy, Lamu completely lost himself in the glamour, and he became a complete drug dealer, an accomplice of the devil of hell.

"According to Lamu's confession and the information we have, this group has been smuggling cocaine from India to Europe since a year ago." Jürgen said.

This is no joke, historically this intercontinental drug trafficking route has spanned the entire Eurasian continent, and many addicts from Britain, France, Spain and other European countries have smoked Japanese-made cocaine smuggled from India.

"The smuggling routes are complicated, most of the journey is by land, and the drugs first enter Iran from the northwestern border of India." Jürgen gestured on the map.

"Then they arrived at the port of Bolsh in the Persian Gulf, loaded into a transport ship and sneaked across the Persian Gulf, landed off the coast of Saudi Arabia, using local tribal camel caravans, across the Arabian Peninsula, and then across a section of Jordanian territory and finally reached Egypt." Jürgen tapped the Suez Canal with his fingers.

"Some of the drugs were channelled into the interior of Egypt and then transferred to the Italian and French colonies." The SS major swiped his finger across the coast of North Africa.

"The other part is transported by sea and air to the European mainland." Jürgen drew a circle on the northern shore of the Mediterranean.

"They deserve the most severe punishment, and we must not spare any drug dealers." Randolph tapped on the map, his eyes glinting with excitement, and he was now sure that if the Führer knew the news, he would have done another great thing.

"Don't worry, Lieutenant Colonel, my report isn't finished yet." Jürgen said with a smile.

"At the beginning of this year, Lamu bribed a superior officer to be sent to this Tsybilit base. He soon bribed the base commander, Lieutenant General Richard, who was due to retire in two years, and he was anxious to get a pension money before he retired. With the support of the lieutenant general, Lamu successfully established a secret smuggling channel in the Great Bitter Lake area by virtue of his status as the British Royal Air Force. The SS major pointed to the Great Bitter Lake on the map.

"Zibilit is a well-equipped air base with runways that can take off and land large aircraft, as well as a 10,000-ton military dock. Whether by sea or air, it is an excellent distribution center.

Smugglers usually take advantage of the night to row rubber rafts loaded with drugs and other smuggled goods across the lake to the west bank, where Lamu will meet them along the canal. The goods are temporarily stored in rented houses nearby, and then the goods are stored on a transport ship that crosses the canal to Europe, or on a long-distance transport plane, to be transported to their destination in Europe. "This criminal network is growing rapidly in Egypt, and we have now known more than 200 local officials and uniformed personnel involved in the case," Urgen reported.

"We are going to immediately report this discovery to the Führer, this is no longer an ordinary criminal case." Randolph frowned, and at last he sensed that something was wrong.

"I agree with you, Lieutenant Colonel Randolph, that you should have let your superiors know about the situation here as soon as possible, especially what I am going to say next." Jürgen nodded.

"As you can see, Lamu didn't have any motive or reason to murder our pilots. At first, he confessed to me that his manipulation on the plane was only a temporary trigger, because at this time the British military police began to investigate the presence of a large amount of drugs in Egypt, and their informants within the military police warned that most of the suspicions had been pointed to the Zibilit base.

General Richard received a notice from the British General Command asking him to prepare an aircraft for the two German pilots, a task he entrusted to Lamu. As Lamu was trying to divert the attention of the gendarmes, he got his idea to Captain Horn's plane, and he wanted to artificially create a plane crash and put the suspicion of drug smuggling on the Luftwaffe.

Lamu had prepared a large old French-made transport plane for Captain Horn, and a large amount of drugs were placed in the mezzanine of the cockpit, and if the plane crashed in the middle of the desert, the investigators of the plane were bound to find these contraband, and Lamu would only have to testify that the Germans had brought them on the plane...", said Jürgen.

"What a cunning bastard, if the wreckage of the plane is discovered, it will be a big scandal, and the reputation of the Third Reich will definitely be damaged." Randolph gritted his teeth and said, but he had to admire the Indian half-breed in his heart, this plan did have a great chance of success.

However, Ensign Krieger refused to fly the plane, which disrupted Lamu's plans. So he replaced the two officers with another plane, which was a transport plane that had just been repaired, and had not yet been tested for flight, and if it broke down in the air, no one would suspect it. Because they didn't have enough time to do their work, they could only simply destroy the oil circuit. Jürgen said, pointing to a photo of an airplane's oil line.

"No wonder, I was still wondering how the saboteur's methods could be so crude." Randolph touched his head with a look of realization.

"They didn't even have time to open the casing of the other engine, so they only destroyed the oil pipe on one side." Jürgen added.

"And, Lieutenant Colonel Randolph, that's not the whole truth of the incident." A serious expression appeared on the face of the SS major.

PS: Special additional chapters are presented, and tomorrow will still be the second update, thank you for your support.

The whole plot is only half revealed so far, and we will talk about the rest tomorrow, thank you.