Zhangjiakou Railway Station was built in the late Qing Dynasty. Before Chief Su came, it was originally a small and simple railway station, so simple that it could only accommodate two trains at the same time.
After Chief Su took office, he naturally resolutely banned this thing that affected the city's appearance, and then with a wave of his hand, another large train station was built on the original site.
This morning, the station was as lively as ever. The platform at the station was tense and noisy. People were getting on and off the train, seeing off relatives and friends, and long-distance passengers were getting off to stretch their muscles and do some shopping. It was like a busy market.
Another train drove up in the distance. When it stopped panting on the platform, a large group of blond and blue-eyed foreigners got off the train. When they got off the train, they looked around at this strange city.
On one side, Mrs. Spohr held the child's hand tightly, while on the other side, she hugged her husband's arm and looked around curiously.
"Is this Chahar? It's really lively." Spohr murmured. At this time, a strange place appeared in front of them. There was a noise of selling snacks on the platform, and they saw the next
The crowd in the car continued to boil. Black tea eggs, bright red braised pig's trotters, browned foreign bread, and white hot buns continued to appear outside the car window, exuding an appetizing aroma.
"Oh, dear, I think it's pretty good here, at least in terms of food." Mrs. Spohr said with certainty, because she had already smelled waves of unfamiliar but alluring fragrances that kept tempting her appetite.
At this time, dozens of tables had been placed on the platform, where hundreds of political staff and students with certain foreign language skills from Chahar University were waiting. They were all specially selected by the Chahar Government to receive these students.
of the Jews who came all the way from Germany.
Some of these staff members can speak German, some can speak English, and some can speak Russian. Well, these languages may be a little more complicated, but it doesn’t matter, because Jews believe in a motto: If you know one more language, you will be better.
It means you have one more path in the future.
Therefore, as long as you know a certain language of Western countries, you can almost find your soulmate among this group of people.
At this time, the radio on the platform rang, and what came out was in Hebrew: "Gentlemen and ladies, welcome to China. Please allow me to welcome you on behalf of the Chahar Government."
, please believe that the suffering you have suffered is only temporary, and you will have a new beginning here. This is also a place where you start a new life. Now please go to the staff on the platform to check your name. Our work
The staff will tell you where you should get on the bus and there will be a car waiting for you outside.”
After listening to the long-lost mother tongue on the radio, these Jews couldn't help but feel a little moved in their hearts. They all walked towards the receptionist nearest to them, and Mr. and Mrs. Spohr also walked towards a table next to them.
"Hello, how can I help you?" A staff member said to Mr. and Mrs. Spohr with a smile.
"Hello, my name is Spoor Ibrahim. I am a mechanical engineer. Where should I get on the bus?"
The staff checked the catalog and nodded, "Well, it turns out it's Mr. Spohr and your family. Your family should have five people, right? Please go to Exit No. 1. There is a car waiting for you there."
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After the staff member finished speaking, he wrote a few square characters that Spohr couldn't understand in the book, tore it off and handed it to Spohr: "When you get to Exit 1, give this note to the driver outside, and he will
I will know where to send you."
"Oh, thank you"
"You're welcome, this is what I should do." The staff member replied with a smile.
When the Spohr family came to Exit 1, they saw dozens of Fiat 527 cars parked outside. At this time, a handsome young driver came over and spoke politely in German.
Asked: "Please show me your note"
"Oh well."
Spohr handed the note to the driver. After reading it, the driver stretched out his hand to make a greeting gesture, opened the car door, and then helped the Spohrs put their luggage in the trunk.
The car started slowly, and Spohr asked curiously: "Sir, are you the driver of the political department?"
"No, I am a student at Chahar University. My major is chemistry, and German is my elective course. I am here to volunteer today." The driver in front of him replied with a smile.
"Oh, but I don't understand. We have just arrived. How could you receive us with such a high standard of etiquette?" Mrs. Spohr asked uneasily next to her. Westerners, especially Jews, firmly believe that there is absolutely nothing in this world.
There is no such thing as love without reason. There must be another reason why Chahar received them with such high standards of etiquette.
"Of course, not everyone will receive such a reception." The driver smiled: "As far as I know, there are less than twenty families or individuals in your group who have received such a standard of hospitality. And your family
As far as I know, the reason why people receive this kind of hospitality is because Mr. Spohr is an excellent engineer in tank manufacturing. Are you satisfied with this reason?"
"I'm relieved." Mrs. Spohr nodded. At the same time, he was also proud of her husband. Look, my husband is so outstanding. As soon as he came to a new place, the other party's political ax was given to him.
He is treated so generously.
After a while, the car drove into a quiet villa area full of German flavor and stopped in front of a villa. Mr. and Mrs. Spohr fell in love with this place at first sight. After opening the door and entering,
The driver helped them put their luggage in and left quickly.
Looking at the elegant environment and the newly decorated furniture, the Spohrs' affection for Chahar's government deepened.
"My dear, it's beautiful here. Even in Germany, we don't enjoy such good treatment." Mrs. Spohr said with emotion as she looked at the three children playing with each other in the living room.
"Mom, can I choose my own room?" At this time, the second daughter Mary ran over and asked timidly, raising her head.
"Of course, my little baby, this is our new home now, and we will start a new life here from now on." Mrs. Spohr leaned down and touched Mary's little head and said with a smile.
In an office of the Chahar Government, Secretary-General Xi Hanqian, known as the great steward of the Chahar Government, was listening to a report from his director Zhang of the Human Resources Department.
"As of yesterday, the first batch of 3,253 Jews who came to China have all been settled. Except for the dozens of senior scholars and engineers we urgently need now, we have arranged the remaining people in temporary residential areas.
, we will make arrangements after they have completed their own work." Director Zhang only took a short while to report the work.
"Well, okay, you must remember to issue ID cards to every adult and give them the same status and rights as Chahar citizens. They are all highly educated talents, and these talents are what we urgently need now. Yes, their arrival will help alleviate our shortage of talent. In the next few days, a group of technicians, engineers, experts and more than a thousand people from the United States will also arrive. You must remember to do a good job in reception. Don't let anything slip up." After saying this in one breath, Xi Hanqian took a breath, leaned back on the chair tiredly, and slowly closed his eyes to rest.
Director Zhang looked at Xi Hanqian's tired look, with a hint of unbearability in his eyes, and sighed secretly in his heart. Chairman Su was not here, and all the affairs of the government fell on Secretary Xi. He was really too tired.
Director Zhang slowly withdrew, closed the door gently and left.
Zhou Zhen and other four people from the headquarters of the 37th Chahar Army were in the office like primary school students, looking at the old man in front of them with awe. The old man looking at them with a smile was the chief of general staff of the 37th Army. General Jiang Baili, also known as Zhuge Liang of the Thirty-seventh Army.
Jiang Baili praised with a smile: "You have done a great job on this trip to Germany. It has greatly boosted the ambition of our Chinese soldiers. I will let the staff record your contribution."
"I dare not, this is a matter of humble duty." The four people stood at attention, raised their chests and raised their heads, and said in unison.
"Gong is merit, fault is fault. Our Thirty-seventh Army will never get confused, so you don't have to be humble." Jiang Baili said seriously: "Okay, you have many things to do, so I won't keep you. Except for Liu Weiming, You all go back to your own homes." Jiang Baili smiled softly and waved his hand, and Zhou Zhen and the other two went out first.
Jiang Baili looked at Liu Weiming for a while and then asked: "Major Liu Weiming, your special reconnaissance brigade is directly under the command of the General Staff Headquarters. What you have to do is the proverbial black tiger digging out the heart and licking the blood with the tip of the knife." , now I have a task to give you, are you confident to complete it?"
"Make sure to complete the task." Liu Weiming said loudly.
"Okay, come here." Jiang Baili nodded with satisfaction, went to the wall and opened the curtain, revealing a large map of China inside.
"Look, our army in Siberia is currently in a confrontation with the Soviet Russians. Due to the inconvenience of transportation conditions, our military strength is far inferior to that of the other side. Therefore, now we are more defensive than aggressive. Before the railway from Chahar to Siberia is completed, we will not have the strength to take the initiative to attack." When Jiang Baili said this, his face became a little ugly.
"Now some people in the country say that we have forgotten the threat of the Japanese, but are leading hundreds of thousands of troops to fight against the Soviets. They are sacrificing the basics for the sake of the weak. They are taking advantage of this to attack our military deployments. These are all nonsense. "
Speaking of this, Jiang Baili lost his temper in a rare moment. This made Liu Weiming on the side secretly frightened, thinking that some newspaper seemed to be writing randomly again.