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Chapter 118 Sooner or later

Meyer Child, the man who was once the chairman of the Child Foundation, the largest Jewish consortium in Germany, is no longer as elegant as he was back then.

Anyone who saw Reinhardt in the labor camp prepared for the Child family members would not be able to equate him with the image of the legendary eleventh successor of the Child family.

This Jewish businessman who once controlled the German mark exchange rate and became very popular is now nothing more than a despised sinner who was forced to undergo labor reform.

In Germany, no one would sympathize with these lost people who were knocked from heaven to the bottom of the earth.

Twenty years ago, it was these Jewish businessmen of the Child family who caused the unlimited devaluation of the German currency mark, causing the German people's savings of decades or even generations to disappear overnight.

In the beginning, in order to survive, many people took out their only jewelry or precious metals and went to merchants sent by the Child family to buy high-priced supplies. At that time, this profit-seeking family did not see sympathy for the people in distress.

"Don't be lazy, keep working!" an SS soldier with a German flag armband on his arm shouted sternly to Meyer, who was trying to take a break.

Although as an SS soldier stationed in a labor camp, this patrolman did not have very good equipment. He only had an old Mauser 88 double-stack rifle.

After all, the Third Reich has begun a large-scale military expansion operation. The newly formed troops of the Wehrmacht, which are the main force, need weapons, and the troops organized into the first-line combat SS also need weapons. And these second-line SS troops who stayed in the rear labor camps also need weapons.

Since the army did not have many combat missions, it had to make do with some obsolete weapons.

Many SS soldiers stationed in labor camps used obsolete equipment that had been sealed up after the stormtroopers were annihilated. If it weren't for the fact that Germany's military expansion was too fast, far exceeding the production scale, the SS would not have had to take out these sealed weapons.

Come and make do.

However, even this obsolete and outdated Type 88 rifle was enough to scare the imprisoned businessmen of the Child family. Under the guns of patrol soldiers, Meyer, who was used to being pampered, did not dare not to continue production work.

Because Meyer had a good attitude and was a healthy man, he was assigned to work in the first-level factory area of ​​the labor camp.

Naturally, Reinhardt would not be stupid enough to leave some high-precision work to these labor camp workers.

In the labor camp, all work is roughly divided into two aspects.

Bullets and helmets are produced in the same category and are arranged in the first-level factory area. The workers here are all men with good performance and relatively strong physical strength. In contrast, the food standards received by the workers here are also higher.

However, the vast majority of these bullets and helmets will not be handed over to the frontline troops. Some of the bullets and helmets will be exported to the armies of friendly countries in need, such as the Spanish National Army.

Most of the other bullets will be used on training grounds as live-fire ammunition for recruits. Therefore, quality issues will not cause too much adverse effects.

The workers in the secondary factory area are mostly women and older people. Their job is to produce some quilts, bandages, and some light daily necessities. These production tasks are simpler and easier to get started. In contrast, here

The food standards should be higher.

"Meyer, come over to my office." A middle-aged man wearing a neat suit with a national flag armband on his arm walked up to Meyer next to the console and ordered: "A group of new people are coming. You

I’ll teach them the rules here later.”

After Meyer bowed his head respectfully and listened to the man's request, he bent down and responded respectfully: "Yes, I will try my best to do it well."

No more nonsense, no complaints at all. The former chairman of Childe Group, who had been in a labor camp for a long time, was extremely submissive to the ordinary official with a low official position in front of him.

Ten years ago, even the mayor of Berlin had to make an appointment in advance to see Meyer. But now, an ordinary small official can actually tell him what to do.

Meyer, who had experienced a prosperous life, and the Childe family, who had been ruthless for a while, only after meeting Reinhardt, who was even more arrogant than them, did they understand the principle of keeping a secret line so that they could meet each other in the future.

Unfortunately, all bad things have been done, and almost everyone in Germany has been offended by them. At this time, it is too late to regret, and endless transformations await them.

After putting down the production work of cheap 7.92 mm bullets, Meyer carefully followed the lower-level officials to a simple office and met the "new members" who had just come in today.

Among them, the boss of the low-level officials, who was the top leader of the labor camp - Colonel Hans of the SS stationed there, personally brought an old man to Meyer and told him: "This new member will be assigned to the first-level factory area in the future.

When he works with you, you can help answer any questions he has."

Colonel Hans's words revealed a meaning, asking Meyer to help this new member. It seems that Hans must have taken a lot of benefits from others.

Only after Hans left did Meyer learn the identity of the newcomer - former Austrian Prime Minister and dictator Schuschnigg who had ruled the entire Austria!

Walking on the cold road to the factory, Schuschnigg whispered to the businessman who seemed to be familiar with the situation: "Look at the way Colonel Hans looked just now, transferring me to work with you seems to be a big deal.

You have achieved a great merit. So, what is your job like?"

Looking at this new colleague, Meyer did not hide anything and said calmly: "I am just responsible for manufacturing 7.92mm bullets. I will start working at my post at seven in the morning, and I will have an hour for lunch between 12 and 13 noon."

Rest time. Continue working from 13 to 19, and have an hour for dinner and rest between 19 and 20. After working until 23, you can go back to the public dormitory to rest."

Schuschnigg raised his voice in surprise and shouted: "Fourteen hours of high-intensity work a day! I gave him all the 200,000 US dollars I had saved privately, and the reward was to arrange for me to work high-intensity work for fourteen hours a day.

Intense work!" Schuschnigg complained indignantly.

Upon seeing this, Meyer turned around to make sure there was no one around, then lowered his voice and yelled: "How dare you complain so loudly, are you crazy?!"

After being stunned for a few seconds, Schuschnigg covered his head in pain and said: "It's all my fault for being so smart. I heard that all my cronies who came in together were assigned to the second-level factory area where the work is easy. Alas...

..”

Meyer stared at Schuschnigg with a strange expression. After a while, he answered: "On your first day here, you were assigned directly to the first-level factory. Do you feel that you are at a loss? I was the fastest person in the world.

It took three months to get transferred."

Shuschnig asked curiously: "Listening to your tone, am I still taking advantage? Why, the factory next door is not good?"

Meyer sighed and said with some envy: "If I still have money, I would also be willing to spend 200,000 to buy something that doesn't require me to work hungry for fifteen hours every day for three months..."

"Hungry!? Fifteen hours!?" Schuschnigg was shocked. It turned out that the second-level factory, which seemed to be easier, had to work a full hour longer than the first-level factory every day. If he still didn't have enough to eat,

, that would be worse than life!

At this time, Schuschnigg, who had ordered countless people imprisoned, suddenly realized that he was in prison now!

In prison, it is a tradition in prison to first deprive people of the rights they should have and then give them to you as rewards.

A bed near the cell door, a tasteless but satisfying dinner, an hour's rest or a low-quality cigarette, these things that originally belong to you will be taken away without reason.

If they behave well, or if they are kind-hearted, they may be able to eat a little more delicious food or smoke a puff of cigarettes. These things that he completely disdains outside the prison are a kind of luxury in prison.

, a kind of temptation, but also a tool for jailers to seek benefits.

At the beginning, if Schuschnigg could have done less to obstruct the merger, he would not have fallen to this stage now.

This just confirms an old Eastern saying: If you come out to fool around, you will have to pay it back sooner or later.


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