Chapter 126: Damn Bastard

Hitler was a political genius, and it is better for ordinary people not to play tricks in front of Hitler.

Hitler had already decided in his mind that there was a reason for this, but he did not know the reason yet, so Hitler planned to have the Gestapo investigate it secretly. The investigation did reveal something, and Brauchitsch was removed from office by Hitler, which is a later story.

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Churchill, as usual, got up before 7 o'clock to work, and lately Churchill has been restless, all because of the damned Nazi god of war Rommel.

You damn Rommel, if you want to fight the fortress of Gibraltar, you will go and fight secretly, but you will shout all over the world, and now the British from the king to the common people are anxiously waiting for the outcome of this battle, and many people can't sleep all night because of this, and Churchill is one of them.

Churchill also tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and today Churchill came to the office with a pair of panda eyes, and his secretary had already sorted out a large stack of documents waiting for him to review.

Churchill's habit was to read papers while eating breakfast, he didn't want to waste even a minute, his secretary had already put breakfast on his desk, Churchill's breakfast was simple, a glass of milk, a loaf of bread, and a small tomato.

Churchill read his papers as usual while eating breakfast, the alarm clock on the wall made a "tick-tick" sound, and the time was passing quickly, and soon it was ten o'clock in the morning.

With a "bump", Churchill's office door was rudely pushed open, Churchill and his secretary were startled, and the grumpy Churchill immediately roared:

"Damn bastard, why don't you just rush in and get out without knocking."

Storming Churchill's office was the telecommunications officer, who, ignoring Churchill's reprimand, shouted eagerly:

"Mr. Prime Minister, it's a big deal, it's a big deal!"

"Smack"

Churchill slapped his desk in anger and continued to yell at the telecommunications officer:

"What's wrong, isn't the sky falling?"

The telecommunications officer continued to explain with a sad face:

"The Gibraltar Fortress is calling, our Mediterranean fleet is finished."

As soon as Churchill heard the words of the telegraph officer, he was immediately furious. Churchill grabbed the finished breakfast plate on his desk and smashed it at the "gibberish" telecommunications tube, this damn bastard dared to curse the Mediterranean Fleet of the British Empire.

With a "bump", the plate smashed by Churchill hit the telecommunications officer's face, and the plate was suddenly smashed to pieces, and the telecommunications officer screamed "ah", covered his bloody face with both hands and knelt down directly.

The telegraph officer knelt on the ground and wept "woo-woo", and the telegram he was holding in his hand fell to the ground, and the telegram happened to fall at the feet of Churchill's secretary, who hurriedly came to take a look, and suddenly his face turned pale, and at the same time his mouth was wide open, and he could not say a word.

Churchill didn't care about the kneeling telegraph officer, he finally discovered that his secretary was unusual, Churchill knew his secretary very well, this person was very calm, it was difficult for him to lose his temper so much, thinking that when the British Empire's troops were surrounded in Dunkirk, his own secretary had never lost his temper.

Churchill secretly wondered if there was really something bad about it, it seemed that he had beaten the wrong person, but Churchill was a person who never apologized, and he continued to say to his secretary with a gloomy face:

"Or like what is the telephone pole standing where? Read the telegram! ”

"Okay, okay...... Ahem. ”

Churchill's secretary cleared his throat and began to read the telegram, and Churchill's secretary read the telegram with a crying voice, and tears flowed silently down his cheeks.

Before the telegram was read, Churchill saw the appearance of his secretary, and his heart began to sink and sink, as if he was going to hell, and Churchill was so familiar with this feeling that he had been tormented by this feeling for the past few days.

"Hurry up! You bastard, you don't want to provoke me, the bottom line of patience can't be achieved. ”

The Great Führer:

At 7:30 a.m., 300 planes of the 4th Air Division engaged in a fierce battle with the British Mediterranean Fleet at the port of Gibraltar.

The Fourth Air Division lived up to expectations and achieved brilliant results, sinking two aircraft carriers, two battleships, seven cruisers, 15 destroyers, two battleships, and three destroyers of the British Mediterranean Fleet, and the enemy Mediterranean Fleet was basically completely annihilated by our troops......

Churchill was furious when he heard the telegram, there was no trace of blood on his face, he did not believe that it was true, the navy of the British Empire was absolutely invincible in the world, how could there be such a telegram signed by my Führer, which was obviously a telegram sent by Rommel to Hitler.

With a loud bang, Churchill slapped the desk in front of him again, Churchill slapped the table this time, because of the excessive force, and the corners of Churchill's mouth twitched in pain, Churchill had to quietly put his hands behind his back and secretly groped for his own painful hands.

But Churchill's face was still grim, and he yelled at the telegraph officer, who was on his knees and weeping:

"Tell me, who sent this telegram?"

The telegraph officer, not to mention how aggrieved he was, came to deliver a telegram, but he was given a face full of flowers by this damn fat man, but this dead fat man was a damn prime minister, and he had to answer with a lot of anger:

"It was a telegram sent to Hitler by Rommel in plain code."

"Haha...... I'll just say, this telegram is fake, fake, fake, fake...... That's the damned Rommel who lied to his master about his exploits, how could the invincible British Empire's Mediterranean fleet be wiped out! No way. ”

Churchill's wanton roar echoed throughout the Prime Minister's Office, and those who didn't know thought that there was a mentally ill prisoner in the Prime Minister's Office!

Churchill's secretary endured Churchill's saliva spraying on his face, and he waited for Churchill to calm down a little, and then reminded in a whisper:

"Mr. Prime Minister, why don't we send a telegram to the Mediterranean Fleet right now and ask about the real situation over there."

After being angry, Churchill finally did not completely lose his mind, and under the kind reminder of his secretary, he hurriedly said:

"Yes, yes, immediately send a telegram to the Mediterranean Fleet and ask them what the hell is going on."

After Churchill finished speaking, he then angrily scolded the telegraph officer who was kneeling on the ground and weeping:

"What are you crying here, you bastard! Don't hurry up and send a telegram. ”

The telecommunications officer's heart is full of flowers, and the grievance is that hate! But people are bound to be strong, he is a small telecommunications officer, and the person who beats him is the prime minister who is high, in a word, he is beaten in vain, is it really that simple? Little people can also inadvertently change history, and that's a story for another time.

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