British 1986

Chapter 285 Hmm? Huh? Um? !

"Click!"

Along with the sound of wood chips breaking on the door panel, Allen gasped.

This is such a frivolous thing, empiricism kills people.

He always thought that this kind of wooden door panels should be made of solid wood. Anyway, in his manor, the door panels of all the rooms were made of solid wood, and there would be a muffled sound when kicked up.

But today, this door looks like a solid wood door, but in fact it is a door made of broken plywood. Not only did his legs get stuck when he kicked it, but now the small stone is dragging him back. I don't know if it is the wooden thorn again. It was fried into the flesh, and it hurt like hell anyway.

"Hey, please be gentle, it hurts."

Allen held on to the side wall of the door, Jinji stretched his legs independently, and asked Xiao Shitou to see if he could drag his feet on the other side of the door.

Fortunately, I was smart and didn't let the camera follow me, otherwise I would have been embarrassed today.

On the first day of filming, the director was injured on the set because he robbed the concierge and bullied civilians.

This news was enough for the entire British aristocracy to laugh at him for a year.

"Who are you? We have no money!"

"ah!"

A harsh scream came from the back room, as well as a man's somewhat guilty scolding.

"Hurry, hurry, don't be seen for a while."

Allen felt a little guilty and urged Xiaoshi to help him get his legs out.

The little stone at the door took the small piece of iron that fell from the lock after the door was opened, and carefully helped him clean up the sawdust around the hole in the wooden door around Allen's leg, and then carefully freed Allen's leg.

Looking at the situation now, fortunately, the crew was well prepared. Every time they filmed, the ambulance from Carmarthen Hospital was called in as a backup, so they quickly carried the young master for treatment.

"Master, I see there's a little bleeding, it's all sawdust. It needs to be debrided quickly."

"Walk around, walk along the walls, stay hidden, don't let the cameras catch you."

Allen held Xiao Shitou's shoulder and jumped on one leg in the direction of his "nanny's RV" to escape the scene.

The bald director of the Carmarthen Public Hospital stood next to Allen, rubbing his hands awkwardly, and looking with fear on his face as he watched the most experienced old head nurse in the hospital squatting to help Earl Allen clean his wounds.

The old head nurse couldn't squat down, mainly because she was too fat. British women tend to gain weight very easily after getting married.

The waist of this person is a real bucket waist, and it is also a large bucket. The old head nurse weighs about 200 pounds. She is said to be experienced, but she strikes very sharply, and does not care whether Allen is an earl or not. She holds a tweezers in her right hand. The sawdust and hydrogen peroxide held in his left hand were poured onto Allen's legs as if they were free.

In order to maintain the dignity of a nobleman, Allen pursed his lips and turned pale, but remained silent.

Didn’t you say that hydrogen peroxide doesn’t hurt?

This buzzing sound is like sulfuric acid, bubbling and stinging. Who said it doesn't hurt just now? !

"Your Excellency, how do you feel?"

Allen glanced at the blind bald dean, gritted his teeth and said, "Very good. The technique is very professional, hurry up."

"Yes! Lily, speed up a little more, you still have things to be busy with."

The bald dean urged the old head nurse who was squatting on the ground again. The old head nurse looked up at the bald dean with her big round face, rolled her eyes at him, and opened her mouth to curse, but her peripheral vision glanced at her face. The expression on Allen's face seemed to be still concerned about the occasion after thinking about it, but he held it back and continued to help Allen wash the wound on his leg.

As the P3-modified weather reconnaissance aircraft landed crookedly, the ground staff at the small weather station and airport looked a little strange at the crew who had not disembarked for a long time.

In the past, this group of people would wait for the plane to land, eager to turn on the afterburner and rush directly to the hangar, and then rush off work with the information and film. Today

Not only did we come back early, there was no movement after the plane came to a stop.

In the cabin, the captain looked at the familiar airport and the familiar ground staff outside the window, but his mind had not turned around for a while.

He was yelled at by the co-pilot at that time, coupled with the influence of the information observed by the observer in the cabin, so that he subconsciously thought that their entire crew had taken the plane through. But now looking at this familiar small airport, the plane Long confused.

He couldn't figure out whether he was wearing it again or what happened.

The co-pilot Mike next to him looked at the ground crew outside the window, feeling quite like he was surviving a disaster.

In Mike's opinion, this was a group of German remnants who suddenly appeared. Wasn't there previous speculation that Mustache was not actually dead, but faked his own death and escaped, taking his loyal soldiers with him and escaping elsewhere on a submarine?

In the past seven years, the US military has been deployed on a large scale to search for the legendary "Aryan City of Antarctica" in Antarctica. The cost is huge, and the final result is mysterious and has not been announced to the public.

On the contrary, there were reports a few years ago that a German base was found on Alexander Island in the Arctic Circle, with hundreds of people and supplies inside.

Coupled with the things he saw today, Mike subconsciously thought that this group of people had come back. As for why they appeared in Carmarthenshire, Wales, this...

I didn't have time to think about such trivial things at the time.

The other team members in the cabin were all affected by Mike's preconceived impression at that time. In addition, the plane was not flying very low. When observing from above, the cameras on the ground could not see clearly. Those tracks , the crane was also mistaken by them for construction machinery. Anyway, so many people wearing German military uniforms saw it clearly, and it was true that the cannon was fired.

The co-pilot is a veteran, and everyone trusts his judgment.

So. There are seven people in a crew, and almost everyone has a different idea. Everyone "chatting across servers" actually thought they wanted to go together. As soon as the plane stopped, everyone had different thoughts, and no one was in a hurry to get off the plane. .

But they were not in a hurry, but the people at the airport were.

The small airport at the weather station is called an airport, but it is actually very crude.

Military aircraft like the P3 can take off on lawns. This airport is just a road with a cement runway. Next to it is the office building of the weather station. The entire weather station has only a few dozen staff.

Ever since he heard these people yelling on the radio, the station commander thought they were drunk, but if he thought about it carefully, even if one person was drunk, it wouldn't be possible for the entire crew to be drunk, right?

These people behind were only focused on "escape" and did not contact the weather station. Now that the plane has stopped and no one is getting off, the scene looks a bit strange.

The stationmaster took a car and bravely went to the plane in person. He asked people to go up and check first, and then called out the dazed crew members.

Looking at these excited and curious crew members with different expressions, the station commander raised his eyebrows and said, "What's going on? Did you change the route? What happened?"

Mike took the lead, carrying the box of film in his hand, approached the webmaster, and reported the situation to the webmaster in a low voice.

Words like "remnants of the German army" and "counterattack" all came up, and the stationmaster was stunned for a moment.

These days, people have not been bombarded with information from the Internet. Even if there is TV and various programs, some legends or things that are not within the scope of their knowledge will be classified as mysterious, such as Loch Ness. Water monsters, even decades later, have yet to be confirmed.

Just like now, although the stationmaster doesn't quite believe what Mike said, this kind of thing requires evidence. There is no high-definition video now. Their plane is mainly responsible for observing the weather, and there is a high-definition camera on the plane. Equipment, but if you want to develop the photos, you have to wait for several hours even if it is expedited.

Before the photos are developed, as the webmaster, I have to do something.

correct

Carmarthen, Wales?

this place

The webmaster was suddenly startled. He was not familiar with other places, but Carmarthen was becoming more and more famous in recent years.

The main reason is that there is an Earl there who plays more fancy games, likes to make movies, and is very famous, and he also benefits from his territory.

And since something happened in Wales and it was in the aristocratic territory, wouldn't this be a ready opportunity to contact His Highness?

Even if it turns out to be a misunderstanding later, you can still show your face in front of His Highness, right?

Who would have thought that he, a weather station manager working in a remote area, would be related to His Highness in this life?

Thinking of this, the webmaster puffed out his belly and raised his chin slightly and said: "Okay, Mike, take the film to develop the photos first. Before the results come out, keep your mouth shut and don't talk nonsense to avoid causing misunderstandings. I’ll go and report the situation to the superiors first, and let me know as soon as possible if there’s anything going on here!”

"Yes! Stationmaster, I'll go right away."

Mike straightened his back and hugged his precious film box.

June, especially the first day of the month, is the International Children's Day. Every time at this time, it is the peak season for showing off. Buy some school supplies, food, toys, etc., and go to orphanages and other places. Put on a show and make a wave of news.

Boss Cha is a master in this field.

At this time of year, Scotland is about to have its annual independence time. Boss Cha likes to take advantage of this time to show his face and visit Scotland. He took a week to visit orphanages in several Scottish cities and talk cordially with the children. , then take a group photo, and finally publish the news!

Having just finished taking photos with a few more children, Boss Cha had a gentle smile on his face and followed the bodyguard next to him as he walked out. He had been busy since the early morning and now, he followed a few children to visit the children's art exhibition.

Boss Cha thinks that he is also a "famous" in the painting world, so in order to cater to his interests, the people below will organize children to hold art exhibitions, plant specimen exhibitions and other activities when he comes soon. Select the project based on your strengths and let him give you guidance on the spot.

In this way, Boss Cha will be happy, the children will find it very interesting, and the photo effects will be very good, and the purpose will be achieved.

Boss Cha, who was touching the ring while walking, was about to get in the car and go back to the hotel to rest. The secretary took the phone, walked to him with an anxious look and bowed: "Your Highness, Butler Capel called and said it was urgent. "

"oh?"

This is strange. What's the emergency at home?

Could it be that Allen went to the manor to steal his chicken and eat it while he was not at home?

Thinking of this, a rare flicker of vigilance flashed in the boss's eyes. If Allen really went, Capel really couldn't stop him.

"Hey, it's me, what's wrong?"

Boss Cha took the call, bent down and sat in the car, waved his right hand gently, signaling to go back to the hotel.

"Your Highness! I received a strange report. I think I need to inform you quickly."

"Um!"

Hearing that it was another report, Boss Cha slowly let go of what he had mentioned just now, as long as he wasn't stealing chickens.

"It's like this. The director of a weather station called me and said that in the morning, the weather observation aircraft of their weather station had photographed organized German troops attacking a small town in Wales."

"Hmm? Huh?!"

Boss Cha, who wasn't too concerned at first, said three ums in a row, each um representing a different mood.

Wales?

Found the organized German army?

Attacking a town?

Boss Cha subconsciously looked out the window. The orphanage was slowly moving away in the rearview mirror. He even saw the person in charge of the orphanage standing at the door of the orphanage watching the motorcade leave.

The Germans arrived in broad daylight?

Someone wants to fight Wales?

"Your Highness! Your Highness! Are you still listening?" Capel had just finished speaking. Except for His Highness humming a few times on the other end of the phone, there was no sound after that. He thought the signal was poor again.

"I'm here! What's going on? I remember Allen said that he wanted to make a movie? Is it a misunderstanding?"

Boss Cha calmed down and suddenly remembered that when they came back from Windsor Castle some time ago, Allen told him on the way that he was going to make a new movie. Wasn't it about war?

Anyway, he was not very interested in this kind of professional stuff. Allen spoke in general terms, so he just listened casually to Boss Cha. He had long forgotten the specific details.

"I know Your Highness, but the pilot, captain, co-pilot and other members of the crew at the weather station all reported that they photographed the real German army, which was organized into an organic system. The other party also had a tank platoon, and after the other party discovered their aircraft , and opened fire on them."

Butler Capel's voice sounded a little helpless, and the helplessness was mixed with a hint of doubt about life. Anyone who heard this kind of news early in the morning would doubt life.

"Um?"

After listening to Capel's call, Boss Cha felt a little doubtful about life. Allen was in Boss Cha's impression.

First of all, he must be a good boy!

He can be called a young hero of the empire and the pillar of the country.

It's just that his temper is a bit messy and his personality is a bit naughty, that's all.

But based on his understanding of Allen, no matter how naughty he was, he wouldn't openly fire at the plane in the sky, right?

So if it wasn't Allen, could this be true?

"Where did it happen?"

"Well, Your Highness, they said it was taken above Carmarthen Town, but the photos haven't been developed yet, and the authenticity of the matter has yet to be confirmed. The other station manager reported the situation to me first."

"Carmarthen Town?"

When he heard about this place, Boss Cha was stunned again. This place...is that boy Allen?

"Didn't you just call Allen and ask?"

Thinking of this, Boss Cha became a little angry, and his mood went up and down.

"My lord, I"