Chapter 40: Traditional Friendship between Europe and the United States!
Generally speaking, when you attend a banquet, you must dress up like a dog, just like Shepard, comb your hair into an adult, and then put on a handsome suit, put some wax on your hair, and make a style, so that whether it is blowing or pickling girls, it is very face-saving, but this big brother who is weird and weird, well, Shepard is a little confused whether this guy is here to fight or chat.
Because he was wearing an olive green M1964 combat uniform with a longitudinal zipper and a rank badge on the chest, which should be regarded as the second standard combat uniform used by the French Army after the war, and a red beret was worn on his head.
"Who is this?"
"This is Lieutenant François Parde, a combat hero from Algeria!"
"Yes, then I want to thank you for those Algerian civilians!"
Shepard immediately picked up a very light glass of brandy and drank it down.
Then he saw the other man's slightly distorted face, and Adorian who was trying to hold back his laughter.
"That, Mr. Shepard, I correct you, the lieutenant is a French combat hero!"
"Oh, that's right, I'm sorry! I apologize to you! ”
Shepard's serious appearance made the people around him laugh anymore, after all, everyone didn't know if this guy was ridiculing or really didn't understand, but it seemed that he really didn't understand!
Algeria is a French colony, after the war frantically for independence, for which France carried out a brutal and ruthless suppression, but unfortunately due to many factors, in the end it was not suppressed, can only let it become independent.
This is also the reason why François's face is distorted, because his battle hero was obtained from suppressing the uprising, but Shepard said that he would thank him for the Algerian people, and it is strange not to lose face!
"It's okay, it's normal, after all, American history has always been bad!"
So there was a happy laugh around again, which can be regarded as an old stalk that can be continued, in the 21st century, Europeans are still laughing at the bad history of the Americans.
"No way, the history of the United States is too short, there is nothing to remember at all!"
Shepard's self-blackening made the surroundings laugh happily again, attracting the attention of everyone at the banquet, and the women around them didn't know what the men were laughing at, but they soon made a fuss like the men because of all kinds of gossip and fashion topics from Europe and the United States.
Although Shepard's self-blackening has gained a lot of favor, it is obvious that François is not among them, and Shepard's previous words made him very unhappy, he is here to find fault!
"Mr. Shepard, didn't you know you had been to the battlefield?"
"That's really nothing, after all, there is no way to have a good father, people have already fought all the battles I want to fight in my life!"
"So no wonder! It seems that it's just a rich kid who has come to the house! ”
"Naturally, there is no comparison with the Algerian battle heroes!"
Shepard looked at the man in front of him, the other party was about fifty years old, well, the fifty-year-old veteran Shepard hadn't seen it, Plumri was a sergeant major for half his life, but he was fifty years old, and he had to use the rank of lieutenant as a talking point, and Shepard was the first time he had seen it.
"It's good to know, I think it's better for a young man like you to go home and play with young people's things......"
"You mean the developer conference, alas, I'm tired of playing, a dozen long-legged big waves almost sat me to death, that's too wasteful!"
The corners of François's eyes twitched again, he said this, but he hadn't participated in the developer conference for most of his life, and now the old man was even more malicious towards Shepard.
"Looks like you really think you can make a name for yourself here, with your yellow thugs and a few white overseers?"
"How do you know if you don't try, is it possible that you have to raise your hands and surrender directly when you encounter a problem?"
"Then you're going to lose badly! It's so miserable that there is no place to return to the blood, and there is no place to bury the dead! ”
"Last time, an old French man told me this, he taught me to play chess, I guess you should have heard his name, Pierre Bilot!"
"Pierre Bilot?"
François was stunned for a moment, and then his face became more and more difficult to look at, he was not sure if the two people were talking about the same person, but if it was the same, then he really didn't seem qualified to force Lai Lai here, because the former had a very loud nickname, called Stoney Butcher!
And after the war, that Bilot was still a small official in the French government, and as for the official position, it was not big, just the minister of defense!
This guy in front of you knows Bilout?
François struggled for a long time, and finally decided to forget about it, he simply left, and then got into the next door with a few white men who were also dressed in military uniforms.
"Doesn't it seem that my peers are very welcoming to me?"
"After all, for them, an outsider like you is robbing them of the meat in their bowls!"
Adorian shook his glass and said slowly.
"What about you, you're not French, why don't you like these guys?"
"It's not about liking it or not, François's people and Eck's people are monopolizing the industry in Katanga, which is always a little unpleasant!"
"Ek, the head of those Belgians?"
"Yes, a considerable part of the mercenaries in the Democratic Republic of the Congo were brought by Bob Denar back then, Belgians, French, well, and some Moroccans, and later after Bob Denard and Mobutu fell out, the mercenaries he brought were also divided, and François and Eck stayed in Katanga!"
"Oh, I didn't run away with Denard, and this guy doesn't seem to be reliable!"
"What about you?"
Adorian asked, pointedly.
"Didn't I say it, we are regular contractors and do things according to the contract!"
"Can the contract be cheaper? After all, Europe and the Americas are also old friends for hundreds of years! We have a deep traditional friendship! ”
"You can't talk about traditional friendship, Mr. Adorian, the traditional friendship between Germany and France must be deeper than ours, right?"
Shepard frowned and replaced himself with a glass of freshly squeezed juice and soda lemonade, which tasted better than wine!
"Isn't it reconciled with Germany? Now we are brothers in one camp! ”
"Isn't that more to settle accounts, besides, traditional friendship has long been used by the British, this thing is not worth much!"
"That's a shame, Mr. Shepard, but I think we'll be friends!"