Chapter 295: It's a big deal
"What?" These words were like a bolt from the blue, and Churchill almost fell out of his chair. But immediately Qiu Fatzi reacted, such important information, there is no reason why the King of England, who lives in Buckingham Palace, knows it before himself?
"Your Majesty, you ...... this news"
"Uh...... Be...... Brother Wang's love ...... Teckwah ...... It's back! "It's not that George VI hesitated, but that it was hard to speak.
Churchill listened even harder, and if it wasn't the King on the other side, the Prime Minister would have been eager to slap him.
"Duke of Windsor?"
After the abdication, Edward VIII settled in Canberra, which was well known in Britain, but Qiu Fatzi doubted, "How could he have obtained such important information, and before the British military knew about it." ”
This time, George VI didn't say anything more, but smiled mysteriously! There are only two people in the palace reception room, he and Qiu Fatzi, and there is no need to wear that false mask, and Churchill can be seen frowning, and His Majesty the King is in a very good mood.
But Churchill couldn't sit still! If what the King said was true, and Franco allowed the Allies to cross the border, then the fortress of Gibraltar was in danger. Gibraltar was actually the last line of defense for Britain, and if it was lost, the Allied navies could enter the Atlantic Ocean and threaten the British mainland.
This time the crisis was even greater than the invasion of the German air force two years earlier. After all, Germany's navy could not compete with the Royal Navy of the British Empire, and Germany could only resort to air bombing.
But if the Han navy entered the Atlantic, the situation became completely different. The crushing defeat of the C Fleet in the Mediterranean caused Britain to lose a large number of its main warships, and now the strength of the Royal Navy has fallen to an all-time low.
Speaking of which, thanks to Stalin, if it weren't for the Soviet Union's inseparable battles with the German army on the Don River and Moscow, which allowed the German army to withdraw from the battle to cross the sea, Churchill would not have known whether he could hold it.
Even more terrifying is, of course, the loss of Gibraltar, which is like opening Pandora's box or unleashing the devil in a bottle. Churchill did not dare to continue to imagine the consequences of that.
After saying goodbye to the King in a hurry, Churchill suddenly woke up after returning to Downing Street, "Why did the King tell himself such an important and abnormal information?" How did the Duke of Windsor get this information? The Han Emperor told him? Why tell him ......"
November was approaching, but Churchill found himself sweating profusely. "The royal family...... Could it be that the royal family has reached an agreement with the Han Emperor? ”
That would be another fatal blow to the UK.
The arrogance of the IRA, as well as a series of terrorist cases...... Churchill felt that he had grasped something, but the thought only flickered through his mind, and immediately became blurred, and no matter how hard he tried to concentrate, he could not remember the slightest thing.
Whether the news of the British king is true or not, Spain is indeed a hidden danger. Although there were three divisions of British troops stationed in Gibraltar, and although the underground fortifications under the fortress were eighteen kilometers long, as long as Franco allowed the Allies to cross the border, or even really leased Malaga to Han, that would be ...... What's the matter? The Allies could have avoided the trouble of landing and advanced along the coastline from the east to Gibraltar.
"No, we must solve Spain and force Franco to join the Entente!"
Churchill, who realized the urgency of the matter, ignored the fact that it should still be early in the morning on the American side, picked up the phone, and called the White House special line.
Fortunately, before the war, the Atlantic submarine fiber optic cable between Britain and the United States was laid, otherwise it would be really troublesome to find Roosevelt at this time.
It seemed to know Churchill's anxiety, and he didn't wait long before the other end of the phone was picked up. But it wasn't a deep-voiced Roosevelt who answered the phone, but a White House staff member.
Churchill was told that the president was having an important meeting and there was no way to answer the Prime Minister's call, please understand!
What? Roosevelt didn't have time to answer Churchill's calls?
This answer made Qiu Fat Fat Thunder to the outside and tender inside, and Sir Winston almost scolded, "Important meeting? Is there anything more important than my phone? Don't you know that my call is to save all mankind? ”
Holding back his anger, Churchill got up and grabbed his coat, "No, we must study the affairs of Spain immediately!" After the phone call was closed, Qiu decided to go to the Joint Chiefs of Staff of the Multinational Force set up in London and ask Marshall there to understand.
The black Rolls-Royce Silver Spirit drove out of Downing Street, and Churchill created the Office of the Secretary of State for Defence when he formed his government in 1940 to exercise control over the Chiefs of Staff and coordinate defence matters. This position is held by the prime minister, so Churchill is actually the British defense secretary.
However, after the establishment of the Joint Chiefs of Staff in London by the Entente powers, the transfer and command of the multinational forces was effectively returned to the real military command organs of the countries, and the president and prime minister were only involved in the appointment of senior officials and major decisions.
But the British Prime Minister, who hurried to the office of the Joint Staff Committee, was disappointed again, this time, he really couldn't control it, and kicked the iron door of the office fiercely, the leather shoes on his feet were kicked and cracked, and the pain in his toes was also transmitted.
Without giving any explanation, Marshall, chief of the US General Staff, left London this morning and returned to Washington by special plane.
Although he was angry, the sophisticated Churchill still felt something, this situation was too abnormal!
There are only two possibilities, one is that the United States has done something, and it is a big deal. Otherwise, it would not have been possible for Roosevelt to never answer the phone, and Marshall would not have suddenly returned to the other side of the Atlantic when the war was deadlocked.
And the second possibility...... Churchill suddenly shuddered when he thought about it, unlike the telepathy of the Han Emperor, Qiu Fat Man was frightened by the possibility he thought of, "God, no!" It can't be like that! ”
The occurrence of such a thing makes the Prime Minister wonder if the Americans have unilaterally reached an agreement with the Iron Alliance, unilaterally withdrawn from the battle, and left Britain alone!
It's no wonder that Churchill thought so, the crushing defeat of Fleet C was indeed the loss of the British family funds saved for hundreds of years, plus the Eastern colonies and African colonies were occupied by the Allies, and the once powerful British Empire lost the blood transfusion of overseas territories, and suddenly changed from a strong man to a weak woman.
However, the United States is different, and its unique geographical location and strong industrial capacity make it impossible to underestimate the United States, which has suffered a crushing defeat for both oceanic fleets. If the United States now asks for withdrawal from the war, I believe that neither Han nor Germany will oppose it.
The more I thought about it, the more terrible it became, but in the late autumn season, Churchill's forehead broke out with sweat again.
If the Americans really withdrew the ladder at this time, there would be no doubt that neither Britain nor the evil Soviet Union would be able to avoid the fate of surrender and the wanton trampling of the fascist iron hooves.
Opening the handmade black double R door again, Sir Winston felt his hands tremble slightly, and he tried to calm himself, but his heart was beating wildly.
At this moment, in the autumn wind, a dilapidated yellow sycamore leaf was blown up by the wind and landed on the large collar of Churchill's black trench coat. "Bad luck! This really doesn't bode well! ”
Crushing the dead leaf fiercely, the Prime Minister lowered his head and laboriously stuffed his fat body into the Rolls-Royce Silver Spirit.
At the Prime Minister's Mansion at No. 10 Downing Street, Churchill scolded the heads of the British intelligence forces one by one. "Even that waste...... Even His Majesty George knew about Spain at Buckingham Palace, but the military didn't even notice it, so you can't know until the Allies hit Gibraltar? Also, what happened to the U.S. side? Can anyone tell me why the Americans are suddenly left with no one? ”
MI6's Lieutenant General Palauson's mouth opened a little, but when he saw that the prime minister had not finished scolding, he immediately lowered his head. Interjecting when the prime minister has not finished venting his anger is undoubtedly pulling hatred for himself and will incur the prime minister's single trick.
However, his small movements have fallen into Churchill's eyes, and when the boss is furious, there is no such thing as output value, as long as the boss is in the eyes, there is no escape.
"Palauson, do you know anything?"
“FUCK!” The head of MI6, who had almost put his head in his crotch, raised his head helplessly, and immediately saluted a military salute, "Your Excellency, about the United States ......"
Half of the words are the most hateful, if this is replaced by Zhong Yi, he will definitely scold directly, "If you have something to say, let it go if you have a fart!" ”
Churchill was quite polite, grabbed the collar of the military intelligence chief and glared angrily, although he did not scold, but looking at the shape of his mouth, it must be the famous national scold of Westerners "/son raised".
"Your Excellency, my agent has received a secret message!" This time, Palawson's mouth was much sharper, "The United States is doing something, it's a big deal!" ”
Damn, now it's not just Churchill, but the hatred of the other mobs in the office has also been pulled. "Are you a bard? What about hanging people's appetites? ”
-- The bard of the West is equivalent to the storyteller or cross talk artist among the Han Chinese.
Seeing the murderous eyes of everyone, as well as Churchill's reddened eyes under the tip of his nose, this is a sign that he is going to go berserk for the second time, Palawson didn't care about anything else, and shouted directly, "President Roosevelt has hung up!" ”
"Hung up?"
The prime minister's hand was still clutched on the collar, and Lieutenant General Palawson, a fan of the game, hurriedly explained, "If you hang up, you will die!" ”
"Oh, it's dead...... What? Is Roosevelt dead? "Shouting in unison almost broke the roof of the Prime Minister's office! Parauson had already guessed this outcome, and his two middle fingers were stuck in his ears.
"Why did you tell me?" Churchill's eyes almost popped out of his sockets, but when he came to his senses, he immediately let out another loud roar.
"What? What do you say, Prime Minister? "In the name of God, Palausen, who had just taken his finger off, was sincere and did not hear what the Prime Minister said.
Churchill collapsed weakly in the wide chair, gasping for air, "Nima! Be calm and don't get angry, otherwise you will be by this thing, and go directly after Roosevelt, who should not have reached heaven yet! ”
Staring at Palawson, the Prime Minister was still wondering how he had placed him in MI6 in the first place.