Chapter 524: The English Channel

The 'Zheng Chenggong' slowly approached the pier, and the military band that had been waiting for a long time played cheerful music, and the cheers of the people on the Bund soared into the sky

This kind of pomp and circumstance made Zhou Zhen and Chen Shaokuan, who had already been ready to be demoted or even dismissed, couldn't help but be taken aback.

"Master Chen, what's going on next?" Looking at the cheering crowd below and the sound of the band playing, Zhou Zhen, who was unprepared, was shaken a lot.

Chen Shaokuan on the side smiled, "Isn't this easy to guess?" It must have been the president's idea, and only he dared to make such a Chinese New Year's Eve pomp so blatantly. ”

The two took the lead and slowly descended the gangway, and at first glance, they saw the president and Bai Chongxi who were standing on the pier and talking to a foreign old man, and the two hurriedly walked over and saluted: "Chen Shaokuan, commander of the lowly Huaxia Navy (Zhou Zhen, commander of the Marine Brigade), is ordered to return to China, please give the president instructions!" ”

"Hmm!" Su Tong carefully looked at Chen Shaokuan and Zhou Zhen, who were tanned and thin, and nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, with such momentum, after going to France, I have become much more motivated, and I have given our Chinese soldiers a long face." ”

"President" Zhou Zhen choked up a little, seeing this scene, why didn't he know that Su Tong was specially here to support him today?

"Okay, what is Brigadier Zhou still doing in a daze? Don't hurry up and assemble the infantry team, the president wants to review them! Bai Chongxi, who was on the side, saw Zhou Zhen stunned and didn't speak, so he hurriedly reminded with a smile.

"Yes!" Zhou Zhen was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and he hurriedly ran back with joy, and the Marine Corps was about to tremble if he could get the president to personally inspect this time.

Looking at Zhou Zhen who was running away, Su Tong shook his head, and said to the blonde and blue-eyed old man beside him with some apologies: "I'm sorry Mr. Bu Fangji, I let you see the joke." ”

The old man smiled and said, "Mr. President, General Zhou is an excellent soldier, and I must write down what I saw today when I return to the United States." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Bu Fangji, your contribution to the Chinese people will be forever remembered in our hearts." Su Tong was very polite.

Seeing Su Tong and this old man talking so cordially, Chen Shaokuan couldn't help but feel a little strange, and asked Bai Chongxi next to him to know that the origin of this old man was not simple. Bu Fangji's English name is Francis. Lister. Hawkes. Porter is an American Episcopal evangelist, educator, and the first principal of St. John's Chinese New Year's Eve School in Shanghai.

When this old man came up to talk to Su Tong just now, Su Tong, a high school graduate in the later life, did not know who this old man was, and after an exchange, our Su Chinese New Year's Eve main seat was taken aback, feeling that this old man is a cow, and many famous figures in China in the twentieth century came from this old man's disciples, such as Shi Zhaoji, Gu Weijun, Song Ziwen, Yu Hongjun, Yu Chinese New Year's Eve, Rong Yiren, these famous celebrities on Chinese New Year's Eve are all students of this old man. However, what makes Su Tong feel pity is that this old man will retire to the United States next year, otherwise he can explain the residual heat.

As he spoke, more than 6,000 soldiers of the Marine Brigade had already disembarked and photographed the queue and waited for Su Tong's review. When Bai Chongxi accompanied Su Tong to the three neatly arranged phalanxes, there were bursts of earth-shattering shouts from the phalanx.

"Hello brothers!"

"Hello Lord!"

"Brothers have worked hard!"

"Serve the people!"

The earth-shattering shouts made the entire Bund filled the Bund with the voices of the Marine Brigade soldiers, and the rigorous military appearance and awe-inspiring murderous aura made the gentlemen and sisters and wives of all countries on the Bund stunned, and they were a mighty army. And the crowded old Cangsheng on the Bund clapped desperately, "Okay, this is like a gentleman's team!" "Good job, man!" Some rich sisters who secretly came to see the excitement also stared at those mighty soldiers with a pair of beautiful eyes, and the tenderness of the girl's Huaichun was shot in their eyes.

After inspecting the army, the fleet began the unloading process, watching boxes of packed antiques being transported off the ship by mechanical cranes, and all the onlookers let out a sigh of admiration.

"Eh, there are so many treasures, look at that bronze statue, why don't those foreigners wear clothes?"

Gosmer looked at the boxes of treasures that had been brought off the ship and the amazement of his peers, and his heart ached like a drop of blood, these tools were treasures that France had accumulated for centuries.

"Oh Maiga, isn't that a statue of the French Emperor Napoleon, why has it been moved back too?" An exclamation sounded beside Gosmer, who almost didn't catch his breath and fainted. Not far away, a mechanical boom brought down a bronze statue from the ship, a bronze statue cast for Napoleon by the French in recognition of his exploits, originally placed at the door of the Louvre, and now unpacked and shipped back by the damned Chinese Marine Corps.

"Look, isn't that a fresco of the Virgin Mary? I've seen it when I visited the Louvre before, how come they even brought this! ”

Gosmer, who was already extremely nervous, looked at it again, isn't this a mural carved in the Louvre, these damn robbers, they, they even dismantled the walls and shipped them back. Poor Gothmer's Chinese New Year's Eve could no longer bear such an impact, only felt a fishy sweet liquid in his throat spurting out of his mouth, and then his eyes went dark, and he faintly heard someone calling "Mr. Gothmer, Mr. Gothmer" and knew nothing.

"Mr. Gothmer!"

"Oh no, Mr. Gothmer vomited blood and fainted!" There was a flurry of chickens and dogs jumping on the Bund.......

Just as Su Tong was making a cameo appearance as a porter to unload cargo on the Bund in Shanghai, the Germans also began their long-planned "Sea Lion Project", and on July 10, a British fleet was about to quietly cross the Strait of Dover, but was discovered by German reconnaissance planes. As a result, a group of seventy reconnaissance planes divided into three echelons and swooped down on the British fleet with murderous vigour.

However, with the help of advanced ground radar, the British soon discovered the German formation and sent six "Whirlwind" fighters to quietly approach the enemy group under the cover of clouds. Perhaps the Germans were too confident that they simply did not notice the arrival of the British planes. The German aircraft were arranged in three tiers, with the D-17 bomber group on combat duty at the bottom, the Me-110 fighter group for close support missions in the middle, and the ME-109 fighter group at the top. Faced with the situation of being outnumbered by the enemy, the cunning British army did not fight hard, they left four fighters to continue to hide in the clouds, and only sent two fighters to lead the Germans, sure enough, the Germans were fooled, when the German fighter formation roared past, a large number of bombers were left behind the formation, at this time the British plane suddenly pounced from the clouds.

The German fighters who were comfortable and complacent seemed to be admiring the beautiful scenery along the way, and they did not notice the British planes in ambush in the clouds, so they had to rush to the battle in a panic. The relatively clumsy bombers were a nightmare for the Whirlwind, and after a brief firing session, six D-17 bombers were carried down to the ground in a thick cloud of black smoke.

The news of the defeat in the first battle made Goering, who had just been promoted to air marshal, lose face on Chinese New Year's Eve, and he could not accept that the Luftwaffe, which was far superior to the British Air Force in both quantity and quality of combat aircraft, had suffered such a defeat.

In order to save face, Goering concentrated three air groups and more than 2,400 combat aircraft to carry out brutal and bombing of Britain, so a battle of Britain began over the turbulent English Channel, on the ancient land of the British Empire on Chinese New Year's Eve.

The Prime Minister's official residence at 10 Downing Street, London

There was a knock on the door of Churchill's room, and the commander of the British Air Force, Lieutenant General Dowding, walked in.

"Your Excellency Prime Minister, today the Germans used a new type of heavy bomber to bomb us indiscriminately, and our losses were very heavy, and after our technical interpretation, this bomber is the B-17 heavy bomber that the Chinese used to bomb Tokyo." Dowding's face was like a bitter melon.

"What, B-17 heavy bombers!" Churchill's face was very ugly, he knew that the only countries in the world that have this heavy bomber were China and the United States, and the Germans naturally could not get this plane from the Americans, so the origin of these planes could be guessed with their butts.

"These bastards, how could they sell this plane to the Nazis, how dare they sell this plane to the Nazis!" Churchill's roar rang out in the office.

Churchill knew that if the eight-ton bomb-carrying heavy bomber was allowed to wreak havoc on the Chinese New Year's Eve British Empire, it would not be long before the country that Chinese New Year's Eve British Empire had spent hundreds of years building would be in ruins.

"Immediately send 'type' fighters to intercept them, and I will never let these damn devils drop bombs on the ground of the empire on which the sun never sets!"

With Churchill's order, batches of newly produced "type" fighters rushed into the air and rushed towards the incoming German planes, and the air battle over the English Channel became even more fierce and brutal.

At this time, the radar stations planted by the British on the islands of the Strait played an important role, and the British relied on the early warning time of less than half an hour to move troops freely and freely to block the Luftwaffe in the English Channel.

The defeat in the air war made Hitler angry on Chinese New Year's Eve, "Radar, damn radar, who has the body against the British's radar." Hitler's angry roar resounded in the war room.

"Dear Führer, I hope that our friends the Chinese will have a decent radar against the British." A trembling voice rang out in the office