Chapter 281:

…The lieutenant stretched his waist and smoothed his crumpled uniform. Mai Xia seemed to carry very little luggage, so he brought Mai Xia's sparse luggage. Mai Xia’s gave some hotel addresses, and then Mai Xia broke into the brightly lit empty street.
Peter said. "In fact, Germans are great people."
The lieutenant nodded happily.
He said: "The greatest people on earth, because their enemies will soon testify."
Li Huai could have a bath, but Li Huai felt that it was beyond Li Huai's duty, and Peter didn't like washing clothes. But Mai Xia had a good coffee and egg breakfast, and the lieutenant started calling. He was dictatorial at first, then seemed to move to superiors, because he became more polite, and finally he was quite creepy. He made some arrangements because he told Maisha that in the afternoon Maisha would see a guy whose title could not be translated into Dutch. Li Huai thinks he is a big wave because his voice becomes noble when he is mentioned.
The next morning after Peter and Lee went to the bathroom, he took Mai Xia for a walk. Maisha is a strange pair of falcons, but just like South Africa. Both Mai Xia have ready-made tweed suits, gray flannel shirts with flannel collars and felt hats, and their brim is wider than in Europe. Li Huai had brown boots with strong nails, Peter, a pair of hateful mustard, influenced by the Portuguese, making him stumble like a Chinese woman. He has a scarlet satin tie that you can hear from a mile away. Li Huai's beard had grown to a considerable length, and Li Huai trimmed it like General Smoots. Peter's thing is the kind of loose slap love, almost never scratched, combed once in a blue moon. Li Huai must say that Mai Xia paired well. Any South African would think of Maisha as a Boer, and his offspring who bought a set of clothes from a nearby store became a Boer, and his cousin came from a single horse who had gone to school and thought he was a fellow demon. Stand out from the crowd. . As the paper stated, Mai Xia was quite dissatisfied with the subcontinent.
It was a sunny morning after the rain, and Mai Xia wandered in the street for several hours. They were very busy. The store was full of Christmas goods, which looked bright and bright. The big store where Li Huai went to buy knives was crowded with customers. One did not see many young people, most women were mourning. There are uniforms everywhere, but their wearers usually look like dug out or office guys. Mai Xia caught a glimpse of the squatting building housing the General Staff and took off his hat. Then Mai Xia stared, Li Huai wanted to know what plot hatched behind the old Tirpitz's beard. The capital's impression is of ugly cleanliness and dull effects. But Lee Badi found it frustrating, even more frustrating than London. Li Huai doesn't know how to say but the whole big problem seems to have no soul, like a big factory instead of a city. Although you will decorate the front of the factory and plant roses around the factory, you will not make the factory look like a house. This place is depressing, but inspiring for Li Bad. It makes the German people seem small in some way.
At three o'clock, the lieutenant took Mai Xia to a pure white building in an alley with a sentry at the door. A young staff officer met with Mai Xia and made Mai Xia wait in the lobby for five minutes. Then Maisha was taken to a large room with polished floors, and Peter almost sat on it. A bonfire was burning, and sitting on the table was a little man with glasses, with hair receding from his eyebrows like a popular violinist. He is the boss because the lieutenant paid tribute to him and announced Maisha's name. Then he disappeared, and the person at the table motioned for Mai Xia to sit on the two chairs in front of him.
"Mr. Brandt and Mr. Pinar?" he asked, looking at his glasses.
However, another man caught Li Huai's attention. He stood with the fire on his back, leaning his elbows on the mantelpiece. He is the top mountain of his companions, only six and a half inches (if one inch), and his shoulders are like short-horned bulls. He was wearing a uniform, and the black and white ribbon of the Iron Cross appeared in the button hole. His coat was all wrinkled and taut, as if he could barely hold his big breasts, and his powerful hands gripped his stomach tightly. That person must be within reach of a gorilla. His face is big and lazy, with a big smile, and a square chin sticking out of his chin. His forehead flinched, his short, thick back ran forward and touched, while the lower neck protruded from the collar. His head is exactly pear-shaped with the sharpest tip.
His small bright eyes stared at Li Badi, and Li Badi looked back. Li Bai touched something for a long time, and until that moment, Li Bai was still not sure whether it existed. This is the German in the comics, the real German, the guy that Maisha faces. He is as scary as a hippo, but very effective. Every bristle on his head is effective.
The man at the dining table is talking. Li Huai regards him as some kind of civilian official, very high from his surroundings, perhaps a deputy minister. His Dutchman was slow and attentive, but it was too good for Peter. He has a paper in front of him and is asking Mai Xia questions. They don't have much effect, it can be said that it is a repetition of those who asked Maixia at the border. Li Huai answered fluently because of all the lies in Li Huai's heart.
Then the tight man broke in. "Sir, Li Huai will talk to them," he said in German. "For those foreign pigs, you are too academic." He started in Tal, with the strong accent you got in southwestern Germany. He said: "You've heard of Li Huai." "Li Huai is Colonel von Shangmu who fought against Stolos."
Peter pricked his ears. "Buzz, you cut off the chief's head and put it in the Kimchi-related country. Lee Badi has already seen it.\'
The big man smiled. He said to his friend, and then to Mai Xia: "You know that Li Huai has not been forgotten." So Li Hua treats Li Huai's enemies, and Germany will treat her enemies too. If you make Li Bad and make Li Bad almost an inch, so do you. "He laughed again.
That kind of lively thing is a bit scary. Peter was watching him from under his eyelids, because Li Huai had already seen him looking at a lion about to be charged.
He threw himself on the chair, put his elbows on the table, and pushed his face forward.
``You come from a chaotic show. If Li Huai possesses the ability, Li Huai will put him in trouble at the end of the carriage. The fool and the pig dog, they held the game in their hands, and then threw them away. Mai Xia could have caused a fire and burned the British into the sea, but due to lack of fuel, they let it die. Then they tried to fan the ashes when it was cold.
He rolled up a paper pill and threw it into the air. He said: "This is what Li Huai thinks of your idiot general and the Dutch. As slow as a fat man, as greedy as Asfogel.
Mai Xia looked depressed and gloomy.
"A pair of stupid dogs," he cried. \'A thousand Brandenburgers will be won in a week or two. There was nothing to boast about, mainly clerks, peasants and semi-casting, and there was no worthy soldier to lead them, but a dozen generals knocked him down. But Maritz! His ridicule was like a gust of wind.
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