May 1915 low. The Ottoman war was completely expanded. Seeing that Italy and Austria-Hungary not only did not flinch, but continued to send additional troops to Albania and Macedonia, Istanbul completely broke off the idea of 'peace'.

On 8 June, two divisions of Ottoman infantry raided the peninsula and the valley of the two rivers. The Ottoman government in Istanbul announced at a press conference held on the same day that the Ottomans would impose economic sanctions on the regions of Central, Western and Southern Europe to restrict the export of oil.

This is the rhythm that is going to completely detonate the world. This is also the rhythm of the Ottomans' iron-hearted battle!

The very next day, Mexico raised the export price of oil by 30 percent, while China's Nanyang Petroleum Company and Kuwait Development Corporation cut their daily oil shipments to the international market by half under the pretext of guaranteeing domestic demand.

Britain and Germany immediately launched a threat of war against Istanbul, especially the British. In their territory, Canada and Egypt produce oil, but these two places are not as lucrative as the Persian Gulf. And what type of oil reserves are Canada's abundant oil reserves? That's 98% of the resources that exist in the oil sands situation. Oil sands are unconventional oil and gas, which are very expensive to extract and difficult to refine, which can not be compared with high-quality crude oil in the Middle East. As for the oil industry in Egypt, it cannot be said that the country's oil production is small, but it can only be said that Egypt's oil production is simply not enough for the consumption of the entire British Empire, far from enough. Even if Egypt's oil is not consumed by the country and all of it is sent to the British, it can only make up for 15%~18% of the annual oil consumption of the British Empire, not even 20%.

Just like the oil extraction of the French in Libya and Algeria, the production is high. It has surpassed Romania, a major oil exporter in Europe, but compared to the huge oil-consuming market of the French Empire. Their production can only meet the required one-third of what is needed.

Even Nigeria, which is run by Germany, is increasing the amount of fuel required by the Germans at home. It has gradually shifted from oil exports to ensuring domestic demand. And the Germans tried their best to win over Romania, actively invested huge sums of money in the peninsula, developed oil fields, and everything was for the sake of oil! For this first resource, which is rapidly replacing the role of coal, industrial blood!

One night in August.

Athens, an exceptionally bright pearl in the history of civilization in the Western world, is no longer shining as it did before the war.

Just eight kilometres away from this sparkling industrial city, on the shores of the Gulf of Salonikos, on the Saronic Gulf, the largest and most important seaport and naval base in Greece, the port of Piraeus. On this night, it is like a city that never sleeps, fluttering with singing, dancing and joy.

The port of Piraeus was originally the headquarters of the combined Italian and French fleets in Greece, and a considerable number of ships of the combined fleet were anchored in the port every day, and a large amount of military supplies were stored in this dangerous place.

It can be said that this is a place of rotation for the Franco-Italian combined fleet, a place for French and Italian soldiers to rest and relax their nerves. The influx of countless Italian and French soldiers allowed the 'entertainment industry' of this port to be fully developed.

But all this changed after the Battle of Thrace. One after another, French and Italian warships moved to Alexandria as if they were burning, and countless military supplies were also transported to Alexandria. The port of Piraeus was just over 200 kilometers from the closest point to the Ottoman Empire, and neither the French nor Italian admirals dared to take this risk. Test the range of Chinese aircraft with valuable warships.

It was not until the range of various Chinese aircraft was determined that a large number of French and Italian warships and a large amount of military supplies were moved from Alexandria to Crete.

The sea breeze on the Mediterranean Sea is still cool, and the waves carried by the wind crash against the reef outside the harbor in waves. The waves stirred up were sprinkled in all directions. Although it was late at night, the entire harbor of Heraklion was brightly lit.

It's only been a month. It is completely the second port of Piraeus.

Small hotels and dance halls stay up all night, and countless guests are satisfied with the noodles and the Gallic rooster. The 'little short legs' of the Chinese plane could not run to Crete. In the nature of these peoples, there is a 'romantic style' of noodles and a great rooster in Gaul, and they are inseparable from the lights and wine. It is inseparable from the beauty of the style.

It is also an ancient tradition of European sailors and sailors. From the day their profession was born, they couldn't do without wine and beauty.

Moreover, today is a Saturday, and business in the small hotels is particularly brisk. Many soldiers who went out from the base came to the hotel to have fun and spend. The hotel's bar was already packed with French roosters and pasta drinkers, and bartenders were weaving from soldier to soldier, handing out beer, brandy, champagne and wine to those who needed it.

In the corner of the bar, seven or eight men and women sat around, and one of them sat in arms, playing cards and drinking wine. The man had a short flat haircut, a military hat pinned below the shoulder rank, a figure not too tall, brown-red hair, light eyes, a handsome face, and a nose a little red from drinking. As can be seen from the military uniform on his body, he was a captain officer of the French air force. The woman is also a beauty, with long curly brown hair hanging down her shoulders, large, bright light blue eyes, long eyelashes blinking and blinking, and a hint of red wine on her white face, which is even more coquettish with her plump lips. The tight-fitting long skirt sets off her proud figure extraordinarily.

"No more playing." After losing five or six in a row, the man spread his hands, threw the playing cards on the table, picked up the champagne on the table and drank it.

The beautiful woman next to her waved out at the right time, and a waiter dragged a bottle of champagne over. For the women in these bars, the money earned comes not only from the guests, but also from the bar owner's share.

"Tony, you don't drink anymore, it's rare to go out and play together, it's too bad for you to get drunk." The companion next to the captain's officer, also an officer of the French Air Force, reached out and grabbed the man's wrist holding the wine glass.

"I'm sorry, Necker. I've swept you up. The man put down the bar, his expression suddenly revealing a hint of dejection. grabbed the palm of the beautiful woman next to him with his backhand, and hugged the person into his arms with all his might. The alcohol in the man's head grew stronger.

"Tony, I know you'd love to move to the front. to avenge Villere. The reason why the colonel rejected your application is because of this mentality of yours. In aerial fighting, mentality matters. Our planes are weaker than Chinese......," Necker's words meant.

"You are the strongest pilot in our wing, and neither the colonel nor our friends want to see your senseless sacrifice."

"Every pilot in France is the most precious asset of the motherland. Your life value should have a higher pursuit! ”

What else is there to say about Tony? More than one person has said this to him in these days. Therefore, his application report to go to the front line has not been approved by the above. As one of the few elite pilots who has accurately shot down a Chinese fighter, Tony . Dekaz is a complete gem of the French Air Force.

He didn't know that he existed, and in the eyes of the big people above, it was more meaningful to live than to go to war. He didn't know that while wasting his life and youth. His photographs have already spread all over the front pages of French newspapers, and he has become a war hero of France's key propaganda.

So, Tony. Dekaz's life is worth a lot. The French military top brass is not willing to let this newly erected idol collapse immediately!

"There is an idiom in China - you are only 23 years old this year. The days ahead are still long. Necker said this, but the whole person's expression had become a little trance, which was completely different from the ease in his words.

The previous air battles had been lost so badly, and the size of the French Air Force was very limited before it was made public, and almost all the pilots were acquaintances. Tony's friend died, and he was left alone in the entire squadron. Necker also died a lot of friends.

When comforting Tony, he also unconsciously remembered the past......

Laughing, Necker raised his glass and watched as Tony shook out of the bar with his arms around the slender waist of the beauty next to him, and walked towards the lobby of the small hotel. I opened a room at the front desk. After taking the key, I walked down the wooden staircase of the hotel to the third floor.

Turn on the lights and close the door to your room. The double bed in the room beckoned to them. A pair of resentful women, dry firewood. The actor drank alcohol again, and it was really out of control. I didn't even close the window next to the bed by the sea. It's all one!

From a distance, the white man's skin is really as white as congealed cream, especially at night, under the moonlight shining in from the window, it seems to be dressed in soft colors. The sea breeze blows, and the shoulder-length curly hair flutters gently from side to side. Where can the man who looks at it endure it!

The clouds and rain in Wushan are thick, and the waves turn over the red tent and are wet. Hundred steels were originally finger-wrapping, and the beauty was supposed to be a hero's mound.

Everyone in the hotel is singing and enjoying themselves. On this silent night, no one will be troubled by the troublesome war.

"Captain, when did you become so powerful, I almost couldn't resist it." The beauty lay in Tony's arms and blew softly into his ear and said with a smile.

"So you still have reservations, see me conquer you completely." After sobering up, Tony threw away the troubles of last night, watched the beauty next to her kiss her white and red face, turned over and pressed on this proud delicate body.

"I don't mind a friendly match with you, but you have to look at the time. Lovely Captain, get dressed and go back to base, if you want to conquer me, I'll talk about it next time. I don't want to see you late. The beauty pushed away Tony, who was pressing on her.

The fire in Tony's heart was extinguished instantly, and he reflexively glanced at the wall clock, 7:40, and hurriedly grabbed his clothes with a frightened cry.

He had to be at the airfield by 8:30. He was a member of the Air Corps. The Air Force is completely different from the Army and the Navy in that it has only one day off a month. He put it yesterday!

At 7:55 a.m., Tony saw Necker waiting there in front of the hotel. Both of them are very relaxed, and after yesterday's day of debauchery, it is really difficult to think about it.

Necker went to pick up the car, Tony was waiting for the other two at the door, the port of Heraklion was not big, fifteen minutes was enough for them to get back to the flight base. So there's still plenty of time.

"Look, what is that?" Tony, who had asked for a glass of boiling water, sat in his chair, his eyes glancing at the staircase from time to time. Tony, who wasn't paying attention to the sky outside, didn't know that at this time, a large number of black spots suddenly appeared among the sparse clouds in the harbor of Heraklion.

This was quickly discovered. Tony was also attracted by the chatter to get out of the hotel to see.

"That's a plane?"

"It's an airplane, so much."

"That's as much as a bee!"

With a stunned face, how could Tony, as a pilot, not know that there would be a group landing in Heraklion today?

A piercing emergency siren sounded at this moment.

"God, it's an air strike!" Tony immediately reflected that the plane outside was not his own, it was the enemy's.

"Hey, come up." Necker's shouts rang out from outside the crowd.

"Come on, it's too late." Necker was very shocked by the arrival of enemy planes, are the Chinese crazy? Or are they going to occupy Crete? The plane came to Heraklion, how did they fly back?

But that's not the point of this time, the point is on the upcoming air strikes, what is Heraklion going to do?

The harbor was still home to a large number of warships, especially a super-dreadnought-class battleship and two battle cruisers, which had just been transferred to the Ottoman battlefield by the Italians and French, who had shelled the Gulf of Mersin and had now returned to Crete to rest.

In addition, there are former dreadnought battleships and large armored cruisers and heavy cruisers, a large number of auxiliary warships and transports, the latter being the most important. They sent a huge amount of material from France, Italy, and England to Heraklion, and they transferred it from the port of Piraeus to Heraklion, where ten huge oil storage tanks stood tall just five kilometers from the port area, and it only took a few small bombs to envelop the whole island of Crete in smoke.

With countless military supplies, improvised warehouses and even some piled up in the open air, the consequences of a powerful air raid on the port of Heraklion would be completely unpredictable......

The black dot quickly grew larger and flew over the heads of the two men like locusts. Tony, sitting in the speeding car, looked up slightly and could faintly see the red glaring plaster logo printed on the wings of the plane. Pulling out a pistol, standing up and shooting three shots at the plane flying overhead. But not eggs!

"It's the Japanese, those nasty little dwarfs." Necker also saw the red sun on the wings. This is more recognizable than the emblem of the Ottoman army. The Japanese who came to the Ottoman battlefield, whether it was the Southwest Army or the Tokyo Army, uniformly unfurled the military flag was a red plaster.

As for why they are so disgusted and disgusted by Necker and Tony, it can only be said that the Japanese are very fierce in war. The Italians had already suffered the losses of the Japanese on land, and the Ottoman Empire now trusted the Japanese army very much, and was already communicating with the command of the Far Eastern Dispatch Army to transfer some Japanese soldiers to the Macedonian battlefield. (To be continued.) )