Whether it was a temptation or some other reason, Russell was not prepared to take issue with him.

Maybe Major Pochi likes to play this kind of hide-and-seek game? Wouldn't it leave a bad impression if he rashly disturbed his enjoyment?

The speed of the kayak was not slow, and it only took a few minutes for them to arrive under the warship.

Russell climbed up the ladder and boarded the warship's plywood.

After a cursory glance at the soldiers standing on the plywood, an officer with the rank of captain came over and said, "Hello, Major Pochi invites you to dine in the restaurant."

Russell shook his head: "No, I'll just wait here."

Oliatu also climbed up and saw Russell standing next to him, and he also leaned on the railing.

Seeing that he could not be persuaded, the captain had no choice but to stay here and wait.

Not long after, the two soldiers on the ladder also climbed up.

One of the soldiers was obviously taken aback when he saw that Russell and the others had not entered the restaurant.

I also guessed some reasons in my mind.

He took off his helmet generously and laughed: "Hahaha, you are indeed very courageous. I like your character. I am Boqi, the person in charge of the two destroyers."

Russell turned to look at him and smiled: "Hello, Mr. Major, my name is Russell Corleone. Nice to meet you."

"I'm very happy. There are not many young people as brave as you. Oh? Your surname is Corleone, but I heard that you once won two medals in the North African battlefield... It's interesting to see an Italian hero named Corleone."

"There is some luck. My superiors appreciate me very much."

Poch shook hands with him seriously and said: "This is not a fluke, especially on the battlefield. Luck is also a part of strength. It is precisely because you are an Italian hero that I will pick you up personally. You are worth it."

"Thank you for your attention, Mr. Major."

Boqi smiled and said: "You're welcome. Okay, let's go to the restaurant and chat while eating. The sea breeze on the deck is so humid that my eyes are almost dry."

This is a typical Italian joke, but it's a pity that Russell didn't find the g-spot.

The warship's dining room is under the cabin, and tableware and wine glasses are already placed on the dining table.

Pochi said a few words to the captain's adjutant, and soon two plates of steak and ham were served.

"Let's start our dinner."

Russell said: "Before dinner begins, I thought the Major would like to try some appetizers."

Porchi was too smart to say anything. Russell glanced at Olia Tu, and he put the money box on the dining table, opened it, and showed the real money to Porchi.

But he just glanced and looked straight ahead.

There wasn't much excitement in his eyes, as if he was used to this.

Russell didn't believe that this major didn't like money and didn't like to touch money.

Is there anyone in the world who doesn’t like money? Except for the big boss who pretends to be competitive, can you find someone who doesn’t like money?

cannot!

Russell saw through Mr. Major's disguise at a glance. The more he pretended not to care, the more he cared!

"These are desserts for the Royal Navy. Please accept them, Mr. Major."

Pochi looked straight and nodded: "I can, so what's the dinner?"

"Since it's a formal meal, you need to be full. We come here once a week, and we bring so much every week. Are you satisfied, Mr. Major?"

Pochi said with a straight face: "How much do we have? What do we need to pay?"

"You account for 30%, the Germans account for 50%, and we work hard to earn 20%. Major, you don't need to pay anything, you just need to ensure that we have an unimpeded route on this route."

You don’t have to pay anything and you can get 30% of the profits, so what’s more to be satisfied with?

Bo Qi had a smile on his face when he heard this, "Very good, let's have dinner."

"OK."

Porchi took a bite of steak, filled the wine glass and handed it to Russell, saying, "You know, I'm actually Sicilian too."

"Oh? I didn't expect that the major and I are from the same hometown."

Pochi nodded and said: "Yes, my family was very poor before, thanks to the help of Eddie on the street, and Eddie followed the Mafia Bernano family."

Because of this, Bo Qi developed a good impression of Russell even when he had no idea about it.

Not only did he not embarrass Russell, but he accepted whatever he offered.

If it were another lieutenant commander, Russell's head would most likely be cut off and sent to Mussolini in exchange for meritorious service and promotion!

Russell saw that Oliatu had something to say, so he said to Poch: "My deputy's name is Oliatu, and he wants to say a few words."

"No problem, please tell me."

Oliatu said: "Eddie is my leader. He is the executor of the Bernano Legion. I am glad that you still remember him. I am sincerely happy for Eddie. His contribution will be remembered by others."

Pochi was startled when he heard this, "Nice to meet you, Auliatu. To express my respect and memory, I would like to toast Eddie with this glass of wine."

"To Eddie."

Aoliato drank the wine and stood aside.

Don't interrupt Russell and Porky's conversation anymore.

"Mr. Major, since you are a Sicilian, you should like high-end cigarettes made in Sicily."

"Oh? Are there any local cigarettes in Sicily?"

"Yes, they are produced in my cigarette factory. They are completely legal and legal. The cigarettes are well received by Sicilians and they taste very good."

When Oliatu saw Russell waving, he took out an open pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

"I'm sorry, it's such a coincidence. I didn't expect that Mr. Major is also from Sicily. He came in a hurry and was unprepared."

Pochi said: "It doesn't matter, I'll taste it first."

Light one, Poch, chirp, chirp.

"Oh! It has the fragrance of mint, not spicy, not sour... very good! I like it very much."

Russell said: "Then I'll bring you more next time."

"Thank you so much."

The two had a great time chatting, talking about the beautiful scenery of Sicily and its customs.

Time flew by so fast that it had already been two hours since Russell boarded the boat.

Before leaving, Pochi asked his adjutant to send a note.

"This is my radio contact channel and code book. If you have any questions, please contact me in time. As long as it is a problem within the route, I will help you solve it as soon as possible."

"Okay, friendship lasts forever."

"Friendship lasts forever, Corleone!"

After the two left.

Pochi walked back to the restaurant, closed the door tightly, and held the gold in the palm of his hand.

Lower your head and take a deep breath.

"Oh...this tempting fragrance..."

Mr. Major was intoxicated.

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Two fishing boats loaded with cut tobacco set sail for the return journey.

The gain this time was not small. Not only did we open up channels for the German army, but we also contacted the navy.

My career will develop better in the future.

Although Russell stated on the surface that he would give 50% of the profits to the German army and 30% to the Navy, he only had 20% left.

But in fact, he only paid 20% of the profit and only enjoyed 80%!

Russell is a businessman, so it is normal for him to make false accounts.

After transporting a full load of food to Tunisia and excluding the bribes given to the navy, Russell made a net profit of 1.1 million, including 400,000 lire and 700,000 gold of the same value.

I have to say that this kind of business makes money really fast.

Russell knew in his heart that he would have to stop and transform after working for another two years at most. Otherwise, after the war, when Italy established a new country, it would definitely crack down on private shipping, especially along the Mediterranean coast.


Chapter completed!