The cause was that the fiancée of little Foyado was actually a Turk who used to live in France.

During the Great Patriotic War in France last year, Turkish diplomacy found a train that could pass through Germany to France, hoping to bring back the Turks in France.

Unfortunately, little Foyado's fiancée didn't catch up, so she had to take a ferry, cross the Strait of Tunis, enter the Mediterranean, and return to Turkey.

But the ferry was seized by the Italian navy on charges of invasion and rushed to the port of Catania, where the people on board jumped off before the boat could stop.

Xiao Fuyado, who was working in the port at the time, picked up his fiancée home on the shore, and the two fell in love with each other while recuperating from their injuries, so they made a private agreement for life.

A few days ago, his fiancée was careless and spoke a word of French on the street, and she had no identification, and was reported by the warm-hearted Italian people.

She is now imprisoned in the Italian barracks, saying that she is a spy sent by the French and awaiting her transfer to the Germans.

If she falls into the hands of the Germans, the fate can be imagined...

"Godfather, please save her, I am willing to be a cow and a horse."

Russell said, "Just get her out?" ”

"If you can, give her a Sicilian identity."

"I know about this, you and your father stay here to prepare for the wine bar, and someone will bring the recipe later, and some gardeners will come."

Old Fuyado stood up and bowed, "Thank you, Godfather, we will definitely do a good job." ”

Russell nodded.

Got up and left the room.

Oriyatu opened the car door and he sat inside.

Immediately, the two drove in the direction of Catania.

At first, the father and son posture was very low, completely putting themselves in the position of servants. When Russell told little Fuyado to get up and sit down, they became human again.

By calling Russell's godfather, they identified themselves as his people.

And the duties of the godfather are like those of the emperor in ancient times, he must protect the interests of his people and give protection. I don't want them anything, anyway, they're all poor eggs, and they don't have anything to do.

Russell promised them, completely colliding with his own plan.

He was going to the barracks of the Italian army in Catania, and there were two things to discuss.

First, he was going to meet with the candidate recommended by Rand, who was in the Catania barracks as a civilian lieutenant colonel. If Russell takes a fancy to him, then he will be recommended by Hagen to become a regional councillor, and he will no longer have to be responsible for the tedious affairs in the barracks.

Second, the Italian army stationed in Catania lacked tobacco and alcohol. And the arsenal is piled up with a lot of cotton clothes and quilts.

Although December in North Africa and Sicily is not cold, the average temperature is 15 or 6 degrees during the day and about 10 degrees at night.

But the soldiers who exchanged fire on the battlefield still needed cotton clothes and quilts.

And what about the people of North Africa who don't have heating facilities?

Therefore, it is necessary to send them warmth.

"Godfather, Ankos's proposal is to unload some of the cargo at the Tunisian port and then make a detour to Tripoli."

Russell said: "Ancos has already negotiated with the Libyan side? ”

"Yes, the other party is willing to pay eight times the price for cotton clothes and quilts, and the telegram sent by Ankos indicates that the other party is a very rich tribe."

Libya was a very important geographical location, it was an Italian colony until December last year, but the British army took Libya after only three months of fighting.

In this battle, the Italians were captured more than 130,000 people, while the British army only had more than 450 killed and more than 1,300 wounded.

From this, you can see how incompetent and funny the Italian army is.

This has also caused the people of Libya to suffer from war, which has not stopped since the end of the 19th century.

When the war ended, Libya was again in the hands of the United States.

No way, who let the gold flow under their feet.

"Tell Encos to ask what they lack. We come with friendship with us, don't treat our friendship as a cotton coat, it's too cheap. ”

"Godfather, the telegram says to buy arms."

Russell nodded: "It's still a little bit like that." ”

The Catania barracks are not far from the port.

There weren't many passers-by near the sentry box.

No one is going to hang out here without idleness.

The car stops.

Russell got out of the car and walked to the door.

"Stop!"

Russell looked up at the sentry, "I'm looking for Lieutenant Colonel Chris, Lieutenant Colonel Rand introduced me." ”

The sentry looked at it twice, and his attitude was good.

"Wait a minute."

After a while, the sentry returned and said to Russell, "You are Mr. Corleone?" ”

"Yes."

"Lieutenant Colonel Chris, please come in, but your friend..."

"He'll be waiting for me where he is."

"Okay, please come in, come with me."

The sentry took him to the barracks office and to an office on the left side of the third floor of a building.

Bells.

"Lieutenant Colonel Chris, your friend Mr. Corleone is here."

"Please come in."

The sentry opened the door, and Russell stepped inside.

I saw a yellow-haired young man, about thirty years old.

"Mr. Corleone?"

Closing the door, Russell smiled and said, "Hello, Lieutenant Colonel Chris, Rand and I told you about your appearance, it is better to see than to hear, and you are indeed very handsome." ”

Chris likes to hear people compliment him on his handsomeness, which Rand discovered when he was a student at military school.

It is very appropriate to use this as an opening, which can effectively mobilize the atmosphere and grasp the right to speak.

This time, Russell came to each with his own needs and stood on an equal footing. It's not about who compliments anyone, it's just the first time we meet and want to make a good impression.

"Hahaha, thank you for the compliment, you are also very handsome, please take a seat. It's my pleasure to have you come to me... I heard from Rand that you are the owner of Sicilian cigarettes? ”

"Yes, to be precise, I'm just one of the bosses, and the real boss is Zhengfu."

"Hahaha, of course, even our soldiers are from the government, and the items are no exception."

Chris laughed continuously, looking in a good mood.

After greeting for a while, the two got to the point.

"The native tobacco of Sicily, loved by our soldiers. But you also know that the soldiers are all smokers, and the amount consumed every day is too much, I wonder if it can be cheaper if it is purchased centrally? ”

Russell's background is that of a member of parliament Hagen, and Hagen is one of the top five people in Sicily, so Chris certainly has to give face and have good things to say.

Of course, Chris had to show enough respect to him, because Russell could get him out of this damn dreary place with a single word.

"Of course, the retail price is 10 lira and 5 lira respectively, and if the barracks are centralized, the price will be discounted by seven. However, the money must be paid in one lump sum. ”

Chris was a little excited when he heard this, and said, "Great! Thank you, Mr. Corleone. ”

"You're welcome, I have something for you too."

"Speak, please."

Chris got up and went to brew a cup of black tea and placed it in front of Russell.

"There are a lot of scrapped cotton clothes and quilts in the arsenal?"

Chris was stunned and nodded: "Yes, you want to..."

"Yes, the people of Tripoli are living a life of displacement after leaving the Italian asylum, and now winter is approaching, and they are still living a life of displacement, so I want to send them some warmth."

Chris laughed and said, "Mr. Corleone, you are so kind, and I have great respect for you. There are not many people with such kindness as you in this period. No problem, anyway, those cotton clothes and quilts are going to have worms in the warehouse, you can buy them... But you need to say hello to the quartermaster. ”

Russell smiled: "How is your relationship with him?" ”

"Luckily, I have a good relationship with him and drink almost twice a week."