Chapter 538: Whoever is in a hurry first loses

A four-nation military meeting, which did not break out at all, ended in a peaceful atmosphere. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Attlee smiled and said, "Gentlemen, I am honored that you have come from afar, and I hope you will be able to enjoy the light and participate in the welcome luncheon that follows." ”

Hearing Attlee's invitation, Chen Dao's face was expressionless, Goering was overjoyed at first, and suddenly remembered that Chen Dao said that in the world's thinnest book, the British cookbook and the German joke collection tied for the first place, presumably this lunch had to be extremely painful, and the expression on his face also flattened.

Marshal Badoglio had a constipated expression.

In the eyes of Italians, the French have always boasted that France has the best cuisine in Europe and even in the world, which is entirely the result of the collective illusion of the French.

Italian cuisine is the number one in Europe, far surpassing the boastful French cuisine, and as for the Puritans-ridden England, the level of food cooking is still at the level of what can be eaten, completely unrelated to the word food.

Only Admiral King and Admiral Marshall, who had come all the way from the United States, were full of longing for the welcome luncheon.

The crowd with different expressions followed Attlee into the dining room at the Palace of Westminster, and after taking their seats, Chen Dao picked up the menu on the table.

First course: Turbot fillet with lobster mousse;

Second course: grilled Balmoral deer tenderloin with Madeira red wine truffle sauce;

Vegetables: braised red cabbage in stock, potatoes in a small pot, pumpkin tart with celery root.

Desserts: chocolate, mango, lime biscuits, fruit platter.

Marshal Badoglio read the menu and silently commented that the food of the British was two hundred years behind Italy.

Chen Dao stared at the menu, and his mouth was also full of words.

It is 500 years behind Cantonese cuisine, 600 years behind Shandong cuisine, 700 years behind Xinjiang cuisine, and 800 years behind Sichuan cuisine・・・・・・

While Chen Dao was reading the words, Attlee began a lengthy welcome speech for the banquet.

After Attlee spoke, there was a sparse round of applause in the dining room.

Attlee had just sat back in his seat when he suddenly saw Chen Dao raise his right hand and stare at him with both eyes.

Attlee asked, "Do you have any special requirements?" General Rosen. ”

"I want to speak."

"Huh? Well, yes, yes, what does General Rosen want to say? Not satisfied with the dishes on the menu? ”

"No, no, no, I'm happy with today's dish. However, as the youngest person at the table, I thought I needed to do something to liven up the table. Chen Dao said.

Attlee said politely, "That's fine, General Rosen, please begin." ”

"One day, President Roosevelt, the honorable Mr. Prime Minister, the leader of Mussolini, and Hideki Tojo traveled to Germany at the invitation of Führer Adolf Hitler. After they had a state banquet with the Führer, the Führer sent Marshal Goering to personally fly the plane and take four distinguished guests to watch the beautiful scenery of Germany in the air. ”

Göring listened to Chen Dao's jokes and knew that he was going to enrich the German joke collection again.

"But in the middle of the flight, the plane suddenly had a violent turbulence, and Marshal Goering poked his head out of the cockpit and shouted to the passengers in the cabin that the plane's engine had failed and that we must be prepared to escape.

After some busyness, everyone in the cabin was horrified to find that there were only three parachutes in the cabin of five people.

Marshal Goering made a decisive decision, I am the master, I must take responsibility for this negligence, I do not want a parachute, and then went back to the cockpit.

Of the four remaining guests, Mussolini and the Prime Minister, decisively decided that President Roosevelt was disabled and had to be given a parachute.

President Roosevelt, having thanked the leader and the prime minister for their humility, made a suggestion that he ask each of the three people who did not have a parachute, and that those who answered correctly would be assigned a parachute.

President Roosevelt's proposal was immediately proposed by Mussolini and Mr. Prime Minister, and Hideki Tojo had to submit to the majority.

President Roosevelt asked Mr. Prime Minister, how many suns are there in the sky?

Mr. Prime Minister said: a.

President Roosevelt said, OK, give you a parachute.?

President Roosevelt asked, "Mr. Leader, how many moons are there in the sky?"

Mussolini replied, a.?

President Roosevelt said, okay, I'll give you a parachute too.?

Hideki Tojo on the side was very happy, the problem was so simple.?

President Roosevelt asked, Mr. Tojo, how many stars are there in the sky?

Hideki Tojo, I'm ・・・・・・・"

When Chen Dao's joke was told at this, the table invariably chuckled, and they all guessed that Hideki Tojo must be the victim of the joke.

However, the joke was not over, Chen Dao continued: "Not long after, Marshal Goering suddenly said to the four of them that the plane had been troubled and they could return safely. But before the four of them could celebrate, Field Marshal Goering reappeared and informed them that the plane's engine had been completely scrapped and that they had to parachute.

Hideki Tojo expressed strong dissatisfaction with the parachute assignment just now and demanded a reassignment, but President Roosevelt had to ask a new question.

President Roosevelt asked, Mr. Attlee, how many years did the American Civil War last??

Mr. Prime Minister said, fought for four years.?

President Roosevelt said, OK. Give you a parachute.?

President Roosevelt asked, Mr. Mussolini, how many people were sacrificed on both sides of the Civil War?

Mussolini's leader said that 750,000 people were sacrificed on both sides.

President Roosevelt said, okay, I'll give you a parachute too.?

President Roosevelt finally asked, Mr. Tojo, what are the names of those 750,000 people??

Hideki Tojo, I ・・・・・・"

Chen Dao spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders as he spoke, with a very innocent expression.

There was a burst of laughter at the table.

Attlee's shoulders trembled, his hands trembled, and he raised his glass to the people at the table, "For the sake of the sacrificial Field Marshal Goering, for the humble Mussolini leader, and for the sake of ・・・・・・ Mr. Attlee, for the sake of the witty President Roosevelt, and finally, for the sake of Mr. Tojo, who cannot answer the question, I suggest that we have a toast." ”

Chen Dao's pre-dinner appetizing joke effectively stimulated the appetite of everyone at the table, and everyone ate very easily at the meal.

After lunch, Goering and Chen Dao returned to their lodgings, and Marshal Badoglio followed him into Chen Dao's room.

"The first step of the plan has been completed, and so far, it seems that it is going well, and it will be up to us to see how the Americans and the British react. In this big business, we must be steady, not rushed, and then delay as much time as possible, so that the Americans can take the initiative to talk to us about the Lend-Lease Act. Chen Dao said.

"Americans are a country composed of profiteers, and they will definitely not let go of such a big business, and the annual interest rate of two percent is not very high, but the collateral that Americans want must be far more than this value, and they will definitely agree." Goering said.

"What will they want? Colony? Marshal Badoglio asked.

"This is not a problem that we should be concerned about, we will get the supplies first, and we will talk about other things later." Chen Dao said.

Nine times out of ten, the Germans will not pay their debts, and if Italy has the opportunity to cooperate with the Germans in the future, it is necessary to be careful of this bad habit of the Germans, and Marshal Badogglio has made up his mind.

Unlike the three of them, Admiral King and Admiral Marshall did not return to the hotel, but went to the U.S. Embassy in the United Kingdom.

Admiral Marshall said: "The Germans have a clear meaning, without Lend-Lease, their dispatch will be postponed indefinitely, and we must send this news back to China first, and then it will be up to the politicians at home to react." ”

"The Japanese will not leave us much time, their fleet may be dispatched at any time." Admiral Kim said.

Admiral Marshall said in a muffled voice: "This is not something we can decide in a hurry, and I hope those congressmen and gentlemen will not delay it for too long." ”

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When Chen Dao teased Hideki Tojo with Attlee and others at the banquet, in Japan, far to the east, the restaurant of the Japanese Combined Fleet Headquarters was also holding a grand banquet, but because of the time difference, a dinner was held here.

Admiral Yamamoto Isoroku, commander of the Japanese Combined Fleet, raised his glass and said to an officer in a vice admiral's uniform: "General Yamaguchi, tomorrow will be the day of your first independent expedition, and I wish you a successful start and bring us back the news of victory." ”

Yamaguchi raised his glass, bowed and replied, "I and all the officers and men of the Second Mobile Fleet will surely make another meritorious service for the United Fleet and His Majesty the Emperor, and stain our military flag red with the blood of the Americans." ”

Yamamoto waited for Yamaguchi to finish speaking, bowed slightly, and the two raised their wine glasses and drank them all.

With a glass of sake in his stomach, Yamaguchi felt a burning sensation rise from his stomach and rush straight to his head, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his head.

After eating a few bites of food, Yamaguchi Tashi suppressed the discomfort in his stomach, and suddenly saw another big brother, Nagumo Nakaichi, commander of the First Mobile Fleet, raise his glass to him.

Yamaguchi Tashi hurriedly raised his wine glass, and listened to Nagumo with a smile as he said, "Yamaguchi-kun, first of all, congratulations on your exceptional promotion. We all know that the Empire is currently in a major crisis because of the Army's negligence, and as a glorious navyman, we must fight bloodily for the survival of the Empire and for His Majesty's Great East Asian Holy War, even if we shed our last drop of blood. But before every Imperial soldier sheds his blood, the enemy must shed more blood. I'm optimistic about you, and you'll use the news of victory one by one to shut up those who are jealous of your exceptional promotion, and toast to victory. ”

Yamaguchi heard Nagumo Tadaichi's encouragement, his eyes were hot, and he forcibly held back the tears that almost burst out.

The phenomenon of seniority in the Japanese military is extremely serious.

Nagumo Tadaichi graduated from the Japanese Naval Academy in 1908 with the rank of lieutenant general.

Yamaguchi Tabun graduated from the Japanese Naval Academy in 1912, but at this time, he was promoted to lieutenant general by surpassing the seniors of the previous periods, which caused a wave of criticism among Japanese naval officers.

Nagumo Tadaichi, a senior senior with a lot of weight, the commander of the First Mobile Fleet, openly supported him, and he definitely took a big risk of offending many people.

In particular, in the Second Mobile Fleet led by him, many ships were separated from the First Mobile Fleet commanded by Nagumo.

Nagumo's public support this time is a deterrent to the captains of the Second Mobile Fleet.

Yamamoto Fifty-six immediately took Nangumo's words and said undoubtedly, "Yamaguchi-kun, I have carefully considered your promotion this time. You don't need to worry about other people's thoughts, you just need to think about how you can bring me the news of the Empire's victory. ”

A blazing flame burst out of Yamaguchi's eyes, and after holding a wine glass and signaling to Yamamoto and Nagumo respectively, Yamaguchi said: "In this Pacific sweeping war, if you can't let the blood of the Americans stain the waters of the Pacific Ocean, let the blood of Yamaguchi stain the Pacific Ocean red." ”

After drinking another glass of sake, the atmosphere of the banquet reaches its climax.

The officers toasted each other, and the captains of the aircraft carriers Zuizuru, Shozuru, and Zuiho, Hiei, and Harunjima, who followed Yamaguchi Tawen on the expedition, became the main objects of toasting・・・・・・

At nine o'clock the next day, the port of Yokosuka.

The marching band lined up and played the cheerful "Navy March" on the pier.

To the accompaniment of music, a group of senior officers of the Combined Fleet, led by Yamamoto, walked to the ramp of the aircraft carrier Zuizuru.

Yamamoto turned back and stretched out his right hand to Yamaguchi Tawen.

"Yamaguchi-kun, I didn't want to put more pressure on you on this expedition. It's just that you have to know that our Diablo has only half a year to buy us, and this half year is our last chance to win the war. According to our calculations, in half a year, hundreds or even thousands of warships will sail out of the shipyards of the Americans. In short, use all your talents to send as many Americans as possible to the bottom of the Pacific Ocean. In addition, don't say death easily, you have to have the belief that you will win, you must firmly believe that all of us can see the day when the holy war is won. ”

"Thank you Commander for reminding me, I will definitely keep it in mind." Yamaguchi said with a bow.

After Nagumo Tadaichi and the others sent their blessings in turn, Yamaguchi turned around and boarded the ship.

With the crisp sound of the whistle, the huge second mobile fleet drove out of the port one after another.

Looking at the warship that was moving away, Yamamoto Fifty-six's originally resolute face was suddenly covered with a layer of dark clouds.

"The fate of the empire is now in someone else's hands. I hope that this Pacific sweeping war can put the fate of the empire back in my own hands. ”

"General Yamaguchi has just taken office, and he has only conducted one synthesis training, and he was sent to lead the troops on an expedition, are you too anxious?" Minoru Genda asked.

"I don't want to do that, but we can't help it. Diablo says he can fight us for half a year, but we have to prepare for the worst. (To be continued.) )