The sequel to VIP's "A New Look at Hitler's Armed Forces" and prequel to "The Hyenas of High Finance".
Excerpt: "...Herr Heydrich was again visiting us. He was the first guest to arrive. It took all my courage to go into the room and speak to him before my father had a chance to stop me. Father’s glare made clear what I would be facing later on. I told Herr Heydrich that I had accidentally overheard him when he explained his colonial plan during his last visit and entreated him to give me a try, since he had not mentioned an age limit. I was already 1.83 meters tall, strong and healthy, and he could tell that I was serious about it. Heydrich sent a questioning glance at my father, who seemed to be completely absorbed in lighting his cigar with great concentration. 'I wanted to discourage my son,' said my father finally, 'but he wouldn’t let up. When you, dear Herr Heydrich, can use such a young lad, he has my blessing. The only thing that is important is that he dedicates himself with his whole heart and is willing to perform to his best ability. The decision is yours.' The decision was made in my favor. My father declared on this memorable evening that he would pay all the expenses for my training himself, including the expenses of the final mission if I lived up to the expectations and aims. Heydrich gladly accepted, especially since the sums available for the execution of his idea were very limited. Until then he had only been able to rustle up 30,000 Reichsmark for this project, while my father was willing to commit for my training and my mission in East Africa one million Reichsmark, as down payment for my future inheritance. In those days that was a downright astronomical amount."
The sequel to VIP's "A New Look at Hitler's Armed Forces" and prequel to "The Hyenas of High Finance".
Excerpt: "...Herr Heydrich was again visiting us. He was the first guest to arrive. It took all my courage to go into the room and speak to him before my father had a chance to stop me. Father’s glare made clear what I would be facing later on. I told Herr Heydrich that I had accidentally overheard him when he explained his colonial plan during his last visit and entreated him to give me a try, since he had not mentioned an age limit. I was already 1.83 meters tall, strong and healthy, and he could tell that I was serious about it. Heydrich sent a questioning glance at my father, who seemed to be completely absorbed in lighting his cigar with great concentration. 'I wanted to discourage my son,' said my father finally, 'but he wouldn’t let up. When you, dear Herr Heydrich, can use such a young lad, he has my blessing. The only thing that is important is that he dedicates himself with his whole heart and is willing to perform to his best ability. The decision is yours.' The decision was made in my favor. My father declared on this memorable evening that he would pay all the expenses for my training himself, including the expenses of the final mission if I lived up to the expectations and aims. Heydrich gladly accepted, especially since the sums available for the execution of his idea were very limited. Until then he had only been able to rustle up 30,000 Reichsmark for this project, while my father was willing to commit for my training and my mission in East Africa one million Reichsmark, as down payment for my future inheritance. In those days that was a downright astronomical amount."