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Post by Diarist on Aug 5, 2016 9:19:10 GMT 1
At the hotel I took Irvine to one side. "I hope you didn't think that you would be getting one." "No, Bob. I never thought I'd be offered one." "These divisions are destined for Europe and there is no way that you would be asked to fight against the Wehrmacht. What if you were captured? The Gestapo would have fun with you." "I understand." "There's talk about a fifth brigade being formed in the Middle East. I could suggest a post for you. There are already three battalions of the Royal Tank Corps in NE Africa. They could become the core of the Armoured Brigade for an armoured division." "Bob. If they offer me a post I'll take it. I'm happy here and I don't want to annoy anyone by refusing a post. Lucie is used to being a soldier's wife and she is not alone here in England. She'll manage without me." "Do you know the Krupp Protze? The Wehrmacht's one and a half ton truck." "Yes, I do. I know it well." "We need to build trucks along this design. Would that appeal to you. We need to motorize our infantry and that's a good truck. We need a larger version to take a squad of troops." "Also interesting. Here in England?" "Natürlich. You'd be with a team at Vickers-Armstrong. In civilian clothes." "That's an interesting offer." "Wear a good uniform tomorrow. Winston Churchill is coming to visit us then we are going to Nuffield Motors and Scammel afterwards. I'll ask if you can accompany us." "Good."
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