Mbeya Station was a major stop, so the train remained there longer. At Tirpitz's strong insistence, and after an application was made through the station telephone, the East African government permitted him to observe Mbeya city's development around the station.
Watching the East African security personnel guard against him as if he were a thief, Tirpitz said helplessly, "I had long heard that East Africa was rather closed off. Now it seems that was indeed true. I merely wanted to look around this East African city, yet I had to face so many restrictions."
Naturally, Aaron, the East African reception officer, could not allow Tirpitz to casually "slander" his country. He explained, "Your Excellency Count, East Africa is actually a relatively free country. It is simply that we are much stricter when screening and reviewing outsiders. East Africa has a short history, and to maintain regional stability, we must prevent third-party forces from threatening East African national security. However, this has little impact on ordinary East Africans."
"Hm! Do I look like a spy? Or someone plotting against East Africa?" Tirpitz mocked darkly. No one could feel comfortable receiving such treatment, so he deliberately said this.
"Hehe, Your Excellency Count is naturally no outsider. East Africa and Germany are brother nations. However, East Africa upholds the principle of governing the country according to law, so such procedures are unavoidable. You must understand that all East Africa's population consists of non-indigenous people, so we must guard against those who have had grievances with East Africa exploiting the natives to disrupt East African social order."
Aaron's words were reasonable and well-founded. As for the countries that had grievances with East Africa, in outsiders' eyes, they were undoubtedly only Britain and Portugal.
This old fox, Tirpitz, naturally did not believe Aaron's words. Before