Early the next morning, Erwin continued to help Otto handle the funeral affairs of the Melks, while Hugo came to the train station early to start work.
At eight o'clock, Second Lieutenant Duke from Southern Africa drove a multi-purpose military vehicle to the train station to pick up Hugo, and together they went to the warehouse in Munich.
A multi-purpose military vehicle is an off-road vehicle similar to a Jeep, but there is no name "Jeep" in southern Africa, so it is called a multi-purpose military vehicle.
This multi-purpose military vehicle is very light, with a total weight of no more than 700 kilograms. In order to reduce the weight as much as possible, all unnecessary parts have been removed, including doors and armor. Even the roof is made of canvas to further lower the body.
weight.
"This car is good, but it is not very convenient to use in Germany. The winter in Germany is so cold that I dare not drive too fast, otherwise we will be frozen into popsicles——" Although the car is good, Second Lieutenant Duke
I’m complaining while driving. Without doors, there is naturally no windshield. Who knows who drives in Germany in October?
Hu Ge smiled politely and looked at the familiar street scene, feeling more and more confused.
Judging from the route, Lieutenant Duke seemed to be sending Hugo home.
Facts have proved that Hugo's luck is indeed good. The warehouse is located only two streets away from Mr. Heslin's home. It seemed to be a food factory originally, but production was suspended due to lack of raw materials during the World War, and the previous factory building was converted into
The warehouse is now filled with various food and daily necessities sent from southern Africa.
When the car entered the gate of the factory, Hugo discovered that the guards guarding the factory had been replaced by Southern African soldiers. These soldiers were all Africans. They wore stiff iron-gray uniforms, Southern African Expeditionary Force-standard steel helmets, and polished leather shoes.
They were shiny, and the bayonets on the rifles reflected a dazzling cold light. When they saw Hu Ge, their eyes were not polite, which made Hu Ge very uncomfortable.
"You go take a shower later, change clothes, and make documents at noon. The warehouse provides lunch and dinner. The weekly salary is one pound, which can also be converted into physical goods. You are in charge of Warehouse No. 1. Look out for those Indians.
, if you steal the materials in the warehouse, you will lose this job." Lieutenant Duke parked the car in front of a huge warehouse door. The door of the warehouse was painted with an eye-catching "1" in white paint, and the number outside
I also made a circle with paint.
The paint on the dark red door has peeled off in some places, revealing a black background. It is quite beautiful when paired with the white paint. The circles are quite perfect, which is in line with Hu Ge's straight male aesthetic.
It can be seen that the outer walls of the warehouse have been temporarily painted and the roof has been repaired. There should be no leaks. A small half of the warehouse is filled with large boxes of the same standard. The English on the boxes makes Hu Ge secretly feel scared.
These boxes were filled with cans, and each box contained 500 boxes. Ten boxes were stacked on top of each other, with a height of more than ten meters.
Hu Ge looked around and saw that there were about five hundred boxes in a row, and there were ten rows in the warehouse.
This only takes up less than half of the space.
In the words of Lieutenant Duke, there are 150 such warehouses in Munich alone.
If there are so many cans in each warehouse, approximately 1,250 boxes can be distributed to each Munich citizen.
We have enough food for a year!
There were more than twenty Indian workers with turbans on their heads working in the warehouse. When he noticed these Indians, Hugo frowned subconsciously.
A box of cans weighs 250 grams, and a box including packaging is actually about 150 kilograms. Under normal circumstances, four people can easily carry it away without too much effort at all.
What Hu Ge saw was that eight Indian workers were still struggling to carry a box. They were obviously in good health. Although they could not be said to be strong, they were not thin either. They should not be so strenuous.
"As you can see, these Indians don't like to work. In southern Africa, two people can lift such a box, but here it takes eight people -" Second Lieutenant Duke was also helpless.
In factories in southern Africa, all the people doing these manual labors are Africans, so it's no problem for two people to lift a box, but here, it takes eight people to lift it, and the efficiency is unbearable.
"Thank you for your trust, Second Lieutenant. I will definitely work hard." Hugo was not afraid of difficulties, and at the same time he finally understood why Second Lieutenant Duke wanted Hugo, a German, to work for him.
If Second Lieutenant Duke had a choice, Hugo probably wouldn't get the job.
After taking a shower and changing clothes, Hu Ge felt a little uncomfortable.
The clothes are the most common jackets and overalls for Southern Africans, and the shoes are the same military boots used by soldiers in Southern Africa. Such a set of clothes is valuable, especially the shoes. You can buy such a pair in Munich that is beautiful, comfortable and looks very durable.
It was not easy to wear shoes. The main reason why Hugo felt uneasy was that he was worried that if such a set of clothes were worn out, it would bring unpleasant memories to some Munich people.
However, such clothes are normal in the warehouse. When he arrived at the warehouse, Hu Ge got the name tag just made for him. With this name tag, he could enter and exit the warehouse freely.
There is a transparent protective coat outside the blue badge. Hu Ge doesn’t know what material the coat is made of. This is just a temporary work permit. After the photo is developed, Hu Ge’s photo must be affixed before it can be used normally.
When Hu Ge arrived at the warehouse, a truck was parked at the entrance of the warehouse to unload goods. More than twenty Indian workers were waiting in line. The unloaders were slowly unloading the goods, and the ones carrying things were also slow. The Indian workers waiting in line were laughing and playing, and there was absolutely no emotion.
I meant to help. The driver was smoking in the cab, which also violated the warehouse regulations. Hu Ge went over to remind the driver. The driver looked at Hu Ge's name tag. The slightly panicked driver looked at Hu Ge's name tag.
Suddenly his haughty expression returned.
"Please don't smoke here. This is against the warehouse regulations. Smoking may cause a fire -" Hu Ge didn't know what the color of the badge meant. Even if he knew, Hu Ge would remind the driver to abide by the regulations.
Hu Ge still cherishes this job.
The driver glanced at Hu Ge with disdain, took a puff of cigarette, leaned against the car door and exhaled slowly, not paying attention to Hu Ge's reminder at all.
"I said, please don't smoke inside the warehouse, it's against the rules -" Hu Ge reminded again.
The driver still goes his own way.
Hu Ge stopped reminding the driver and looked down at the warehouse regulations that Lieutenant Duke had just given him.
Once found, if someone fails to comply with the regulations, Hugo, as the warehouse manager, can ask the military police for help.
Hu Ge turned around and looked around. Not far away, there were two military policemen wearing white steel helmets. They looked at Hu Ge with a smile but not a smile, with no intention of coming to help.
Hu Ge strode over and explained the situation to the two gendarmes.
"You have to handle this situation yourself. We are only responsible for the safety of the warehouse. As long as they do not endanger the safety of the warehouse, we should not intervene." The military police wearing the rank of sergeant seemed to be deliberately making things difficult.
"The driver smoked at the entrance of the warehouse, which has threatened the safety of the warehouse, and the car did not turn off the engine in accordance with the relevant regulations. This also violates the regulations. I don't want to trouble you, but I don't have the right to enforce it." Hu Ge would rather put this aside.
Seen as a test, it is not easy to integrate into an unfamiliar group, especially under the current circumstances.
Because the "Peace Agreement" was not signed, Britain and Germany are still in a state of war.
The two gendarmes looked at each other and walked past Hugo towards the car.
When the driver saw the two military police approaching, he immediately turned off the engine and got out of the car, threw the cigarette butt, and stepped on it with his foot.
"Truck No. 1165 has been demerited once. If it happens again, you will carry bags like these workers. Do you understand?" the military policeman said with a stern tone.
"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean it. Please forgive me, I still have children at home -" the driver begged, unable to see the arrogance and domineering behavior just now.
"What the hell does this have to do with whether you have children at home? Work honestly and no one will deliberately make things difficult for you. The gentleman just reminded you, why don't you correct it?" The military police are not accommodating, and these Indians are indeed.
People hate it, but they don't seem to notice it, but are proud of it.
After the two gendarmes left, the workers' movements became much more agile. Several workers who had been jostling just now were now acting calmly, but they still looked at Hu Ge in an unfriendly way.
"Oh my God -" Suddenly there was a wailing sound in the warehouse. Several Indians lost their balance while carrying the box. When the box fell, it hit a worker's foot hard. The worker rolled on the ground holding his foot and wailing.
, the wooden box was broken and several boxes of cans rolled out.
Hu Ge could see clearly that these workers were busy putting cans on the ground into their pockets, ignoring the wounded who were still writhing and wailing on the ground.
"You, you, and you, you send him to the doctor. You guys come here to register your names and put back what you just stole. I can pretend not to see it, otherwise I will tell Lieutenant Duke.
, you should think clearly about the consequences." Hu Ge opened the folder in his hand and began to record. Today is Hu Ge's first day at work. Hu Ge has already prepared for these situations.
"Damn Kraut-"
Someone was scolding in a low voice, and Hu Ge heard it clearly.
"I don't care how you scold me, please be more serious when you work. I remind you again that I will not tolerate any slack behavior. If you are dissatisfied with me, then you can tell Lieutenant Duke that Lieutenant Duke has not canceled my job."
Before I take the position, you all should be honest with me, do you understand?" Hu Ge is not a college student who has just stepped out of school. The time he worked at the train station gave Hu Ge a wealth of experience.
For some people, even a little bit of friendliness will be considered as an excuse to push the envelope.
: Today’s third update, starting in the afternoon - also remind those who haven’t slept at 3 o’clock, I go to bed early when I get up at 3 o’clock, and I have a lunch break at noon, so although I get up early, my sleep time is guaranteed
——Brothers, please pay attention to your health, your body is the foundation of a happy life——
