The decisive battle against the Third Reich

"Captain, it's really you!" Several French battalion soldiers who had changed into suits stood outside the door.

"How do you know I'm here?" Qin Chuan stepped aside.

"Please, Captain!" a soldier replied with a smile: "This is Algiers, and the hotel you are staying in is one of the many hotels owned by the Octave family!"

"Oh!" Qin Chuan suddenly realized.

"I'm sorry!" Qin Chuan said to one of them, Octave, the tall and thin owner of the hotel: "I didn't pay!"

"Of course you don't need to pay, Captain!" Octave laughed: "You can stay here anytime you want, as well as in all the hotels owned by my family!"

"What happened here?" After several people walked in, they found chicken soup and broken plates all over the floor.

"I was not careful!" Qin Chuan was a little embarrassed.

"I'll have someone take care of it right away!" said Octave.

"No, you should change to another room immediately!" another soldier replied.

"Yes, look how stupid I am!" Octave walked out of the door and shouted: "Noel, bring up the key to the other room!"

"Okay, sir!"

After a while, the hotel owner who received Qin Chuan came up. He nodded and apologized to Qin Chuan: "Sorry, sir. I hope you are satisfied! If you need anything, please feel free to ask me. My name is Noel..."

"Come on Noel!" Octave replied impatiently: "I'll call you if anything happens!"

"Yes, sir. It's an honor to have you here, sir!"

"Marcel!" When Octave took Qin Chuan's dirty military uniform from the hanger, he raised his hand to a short soldier and said, "This is your job!"

"Oh, of course!" Marcel took the military uniform without saying a word.

Looking at Marcel running away, Qin Chuan asked with some confusion: "What do you mean?"

"Captain!" Octave explained: "Marcel's nickname is The Tailor!"

After listening to Qin Chuan, he understood that "tailor" is of course not really "tailor", but the clothing industry.

Qin Chuan guessed right. Marcel owns the largest clothing factory in Algiers, and at least one-third of the clothing-related stores are related to the Marcel family.

"That dinner just now!" Octave said to another soldier: "I ordered it from Luc, we call him 'chef'!"

"Captain!" Luc said with some embarrassment: "I didn't know that dinner was for you..."

Apparently, Luc thought that dinner was too shabby.

"No, that's good!" Qin Chuan replied.

Suddenly, Qin Chuan found that he had everything... The soldiers in the French battalion were all "landowners" and "tycoons" in Algiers, and he was their superior, so everything in Algiers seemed to be arbitrary. Asked for it myself.

"I heard that the captain is here?" Following the sound of footsteps, Baudouin appeared in front of everyone.

"Captain!" Baudoin saluted Qin Chuan and said, "I thought you were with Vinette!"

"Oh, yes!" Qin Chuan said, "You know, a woman's temper... I had a quarrel with her!"

The soldiers couldn't help but laugh empathetically.

"Captain!" said Baudoin, "may I invite you to my house?"

"Please, Baudouin!" said Octave. "The captain came to me first!"

"And you let the captain live in a place like this!"

"No, it's very good here!" Qin Chuan said: "As you know, after coming down from the battlefield, all you need is a safe place to live and a good sleep, that's enough!"

Baudoin and others nodded.

"Don't worry, Captain!" Octave said, "It's safe here!"

"Yes!" Baudoin replied: "We live next door and take turns keeping watch for you!"

Baudouin kept his promise, and he and several French battalion soldiers actually took up residence in the next room. Not only did they stay, they also brought their rifles and were on guard.

This made Qin Chuan a little touched. You must know that these people regarded Germany as the enemy not long ago, but now they have become Qin Chuan's comrades and brothers... This may only be achieved by the environment of life and death on the battlefield.

Therefore, war brings not only pain and hatred, but sometimes other things.

That night, Qin Chuan slept soundly and didn't wake up until nearly noon the next day.

There is no doubt that Baudoin and others are still next door.

But they were not the only ones waiting for Qin Chuan there, there were also several businessmen who wanted to see Qin Chuan.

Marcel brought Qinchuan two sets of brand-new military uniforms and two suits... Among them, the military uniforms are not produced by Marcel's factory, and they have not obtained the production license yet.

So it's obvious that Marcel used family connections to do it, and he delivered it overnight.

While Qin Chuan was putting on his military uniform in front of the mirror, a middle-aged gentleman in a suit and tie walked in with Qin Chuan's permission.

"Mr. Captain!" the middle-aged gentleman introduced himself: "My name is Waldo, I am Baudouin's father. I am here to thank you for taking care of Baudouin!"

"Oh!" Qin Chuan couldn't help but turn around and glance at Waldo. He couldn't imagine how a fat figure like Waldo could monopolize Algeria's arms business.

"Mr. Waldo!" Qin Chuan asked Waldo to sit down and said, "I think this is not the only reason why you are here!"

Waldo smiled awkwardly and said, "You guessed it, Mr. Captain. I hope to achieve some degree of cooperation with you!"

"I'm just a captain, Mr. Waldo!" Qin Chuan said, "So you have the wrong person!"

"Of course not, Mr. Captain!" Waldo handed Qin Chuan a handful of cigars and said, "Because everyone knows that you are the one who can influence the political situation in Algeria!"

This is a bit overstated, but it really is what it is... The German generals, including Rommel, were more interested in fighting wars than thinking about Algeria's stability, industry and commerce, and interactions with businessmen. Qin Chuan has always been doing it.

"Tell us how we can cooperate!" Qin Chuan said: "If you want us to provide you with weapons... then I'm afraid you will be disappointed!"

The equipment of the German army is not even enough for itself, so of course it will not be circulated to arms dealers.

"No, Mr. Captain!" Waldo replied: "What I want is not that you provide us with weapons. I want to be able to produce equipment for you!"

"What?" Qin Chuan couldn't help but be startled when he heard this: "Do you have the ability to produce equipment for us?"

"Of course!" Waldo replied: "Mr. Captain, we have been providing equipment to the Zoav Corps!"