552 Idiots

Schwarzberg died, but none of the Red Army soldiers who witnessed his death were happy, even as an opponent he was worthy of respect, not to mention that his remembrance of his family deeply resonated with the Red Army soldiers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoWho is not afraid of death at this moment of imminent victory? Who doesn't want home?

"Go get a good body bag," said old Hemstra, in a somewhat dim tone, "don't let this poor fellow run into the wilderness. ā€

After saying that, the old man went straight away, and at that moment the old man thought a lot, or for the first time, he thought of his home and family. In the previous eighty years, he had almost no sense of home, for whom home was dispensable, and even thought that a real soldier should abandon his wife and "leave it alone", and the most satisfactory result was that he was shrouded in horse leather and returned.

But Schwarzberg's last act touched a part of the old man's heart that he had never touched, and he thought of his unsuccessful son, and the only granddaughter who was worried about him, and when he was fighting on the Berlin front, did Angelina in the rear worry about him every day? Are you always looking forward to him coming home?

Thinking that the previous letters to Angelina were always perfunctory, and always wrote a few words casually to deal with it, the old man felt very sorry for this granddaughter. He had a lot to say to Angelina right now, desperate to write something......

Old Hemstra went into hiding and wrote quickly, paying no attention to anything else, forgetting that this was in dangerous Berlin, that this was the scene of war, and that he looked like a normal old man for the first time.

But old Hemsstra didn't know that there was a small episode on the battlefield at this time, and His Royal Highness the Prince was finally found, and after the battle broke out, the German soldier who was quickly caught searching house by house, at that time the creature was violently applying foundation to his panda eyes, hoping to cover the ugly mark. And at this moment, a submachine gun hit his brain, and His Royal Highness immediately raised his hand and surrendered without saying a word.

Fortunately, the Germans did not find out the identity of His Royal Highness, and only regarded him as an ordinary lone pilot. Luckily, Hemsstra Sr. was victorious in the final showdown, and his career as a prisoner of war was soon over.

And the first thing His Royal Highness did after escaping and ascending to heaven was not to thank the loveliest people who saved him, but to hurry up and continue the previous make-up work, probably for these nobles, the head can be broken, the hair can not be messy, the blood can flow, and the shoes cannot be without oil. As for those things outside of this, they don't need to care about it at all, anyway, they have been educated since childhood.

Regarding the behavior of His Royal Highness the Prince, not only the Red Army soldiers have great opinions, but what is the root cause of their desperate work before, it is not that His Royal Highness the Prince is missing. If he obediently acts according to discipline, will he fight hard against the powerful German armored forces? What's even more infuriating is that after being rescued, this person didn't have the slightest sense of gratitude and gratitude, and took all this for granted, to be honest, if it weren't for the fact that there was a political commissar staring at the red-eyed Red Army soldiers, they would be ready to beat this thing in groups.

Even the British couldn't look at it, so Captain Harrick stepped forward very angrily and grabbed His Royal Highness the Prince, who was dressing in the mirror, and said loudly: "Captain Philip, don't you think that your actions are contrary to the honor of a soldier?" You should first thank the people who saved you, not scream at this damn mirror! ā€

However, Prince Philip did not pay attention to Captain Harrick at all, he glanced at the other man and replied very coldly: "Why be so polite to the Russians, they are nothing but a bunch of coarse northern hillbillies and hateful Bolsheviks." What's more, they just did what they were supposed to do, and they didn't protect me well, and I almost fell into the hands of the Germans, which was a major mistake. Now it's just a matter of getting the credit done! ā€

Harrick was stunned, he couldn't believe his ears, what a shameless person could talk like this? Is this still human?

Harrick had the urge to beat Prince Philip violently. It's just that there is one person who moves faster than him, the political commissar on the side of the Red Army has been paying attention to the movements on Prince Philip's side, although he stopped the impulse of the soldier before, but this does not mean that he is ready to kneel and lick His Royal Highness, to tell the truth, he is also quite annoyed, and he is also quite unpleasant to see this scumbag, but he is the political commissar must carry out the orders of his superiors.

And just now, what did he hear? This bastard didn't even know what he meant to reciprocate, and he still despised them as lifesavers in his tone. In an instant, the good-tempered political commissar also broke out, and he rushed up with an arrow step and raised his hand to turn the other eye of His Royal Highness the Prince into a panda eye with one punch.

Yes!

A scream pierced the black oppressive sky, and His Royal Highness the Prince, who had been attacked tragically, rolled on the ground in pain, which showed how heavy this punch was. It's just that everyone present felt relieved, and Harrick even gave a thumbs up to the political commissar: "Well done!" ā€

What's going on? His Royal Highness's pig-like screams attracted the attention of the company commander, just now he was busy saving the wounded and cleaning up the battlefield and didn't have time to take care of it, now His Royal Highness is rolling on the ground, he has to ask a question or two.

"Company commander, it has nothing to do with the soldiers. I did it, and I really can't stand it anymore and can't bear it. "The commissar is a straight man, and when he did it, he thought about the consequences, and he was out of the way.

"You dare to beat me, it's not over! Absolutely never-ending! ā€

His Royal Highness also forgot about his appearance at this time, and rolled on the ground like a shrew and wailed. This made it very difficult for the company commander to punish the commissar, he was not happy, and the soldiers were not happy, which affected unity and morale very much. But if you don't give this prince an explanation, it seems that there is no way to explain.

Just when the company commander comrade was in a dilemma, old Hemsstra ran out of nowhere, and without saying a word, the old man went up to His Royal Highness the Prince who was rolling all over the ground with a blasting hammer. The fist rained down on his little white face, and the thing turned into a pig's head in minutes.

And the old man scolded while beating: "What's wrong with beating you, make your mouth cheap!" What kind of nobleman, do you have the appearance of a nobleman, and then **** Lao Tzu killed you! ā€

Not to mention, the wicked have to be governed by the wicked, the old Hemsstra came down with the old fist, and His Royal Highness the Prince was instantly stunned and convinced, this thing also knows that the hero doesn't know the loss in front of him, and now these people don't just take him in their eyes, and they have to suffer if they don't get it right. As the so-called gentleman is not too late to take revenge for ten years, after getting out of danger, there are ways to deal with these bastards. Anyway, His Royal Highness the Prince was ready to complain, and vowed to send old Hemsstra and the political commissar to Siberia to repair the earth. He was convinced that it would be easy to do so in his own position.

Old Hemstra didn't care about Philip's careful thoughts, he walked straight to the company commander, pulled away the frank and lenient political commissar, and said with a big grin: "This matter has nothing to do with the political commissar, he didn't do it, everyone saw it, it was I who beat people, and I bear all the responsibility!" ā€

These words made the company commander breathe a sigh of relief, because the small shoulders of the political commissar of this pot really can't bear it, once some bureaucrats who are used to kneeling and licking above really want to be held accountable, the political commissar really doesn't die and has to take off a layer of skin, and a combat hero like him shouldn't be this result. And now that old Hemstra takes the initiative to take responsibility, with the old man's background, even if he wants to be punished, it is estimated that it will be lenient, right?

In fact, old Hemstra did not think that he would be punished at all, and his grandson-in-law's position in the Soviet Union was so prominent that the bureaucrats, accustomed to kneeling and licking, were probably more willing to kneel to that one. As for Prince Philip, he was a foreigner, and he was only a former Greek prince, so it was not worth mentioning.

In order to prevent any more moths, the company commander quickly sent away His Royal Highness Prince Philip, who had a blue nose and swollen face, like a plague god, and after leaving the heavily surrounded Berlin, His Royal Highness really began to exert his influence.

He implicitly told the Soviet bureaucrats who had come to suppress him: "I have been subjected to inhuman mistreatment in your country, and the soldiers of your country are the most rude and shameful bandits, and they have attacked me brazenly with the admiration of my exploits. If I hadn't resisted, I'd have died in Berlin! ā€

After all, the friendship between Britain and the Soviet Union is still a major premise, and now the foreign nobles are unhappy, and I am afraid that they need to lose one or two heads to make the foreign nobles happy.

According to the usual routine, the bureaucrats would quickly find the person or those who upset the foreign nobles, and then find an excuse to organize a crime to shoot the goods or send them to the Siberian Arctic to be a wild man. This time they tried to do the same, but soon they found that they had kicked the iron plate, and although they did not know the extent of Old Hemstra's background, when they had just arrested the old man, the roars of the division, corps, group army, and front army exploded in their ears. Even more than one in the middle. The Central Committee members warned them: "Hurry up and rein in the precipice, otherwise there will be no place to die!" ā€

Suddenly, these bureaucrats who were accustomed to kneeling and licking were frightened, and hurriedly released the old man, and even entertained the old man well. Anyway, old Hemstra took a batch of German supplies and returned to the company.

As for the resentment of His Royal Highness? I'm sorry, the bureaucrats have forgotten everything, they don't dare to mention it, and they don't hear the complaint of His Royal Highness the Prince. This made His Royal Highness Prince Philip a little annoyed and angry, he had never suffered such a big loss when he was so big! How is it possible not to take revenge?

However, Philip was also very clever, and since he was unsuccessful in attacking directly from the Russians, he could only save the country, and he decided to express the same meaning to the British side, believing that the Foreign Office would do justice for him.

Soon the goods found the British ambassador to the Soviet Union and recounted his tragic experience, although he did not explicitly say that he hoped that the ambassador would help him find a venue, but the meaning was also very clear.

Mr. Ambassador was very enthusiastic at first, after all, Philip has a relationship with the royal family, although the current royal family is not as good as before, and its influence on politics can be said to be minimal, but there are quite a few old-school "gentlemen" in both Parliament and Whitehall who are willing to defend the royal family. Their influence on parliament is still very large. In the face of the parliamentarians and gentlemen, the ambassador said that he would pursue the matter.

Satisfied with Philip, he happily boarded the plane back to London, ready to receive the cheers and greetings of the British people like a hero. To be honest, he likes this scene so much, he can properly brush up his reputation. The only thing that worries him is the two dark circles on his face, which have a negative effect!

Anyway, as soon as he thought of this, Philip hated Lieutenant Barry and the Soviet commissar who "poisoned" him, and he really gritted his teeth. He thought in his heart that the Soviets had cleaned up, and it was time to give Barry some eye drops, how to give him a little color? It is said that Barry's family runs a small ranch and that it is good to destroy it.

His Royal Highness the Prince went home happily, and Churchill did not disappoint him, and really spared no effort to package it as a brave hero who broke into Longtan alone, and a large number of artificially made up heroic stories were widely circulated, anyway, for the British melon-eating masses who did not know the truth, His Royal Highness the Prince was indeed the pride of the British Empire.

It's just that there was also a little discordant episode that could not be said during this period, when Churchill tried to get Harrick and Barry to help make up the story together, the pilots unanimously refused, and the contempt for His Royal Highness was shown in his words was simply a red fruit, especially Barry, if it wasn't for the lot of pressure put on him by Whitehall, this thing would have openly contradicted the government's propaganda, ready to shake out all the scandals of His Royal Highness.

Of course, these princes did not know, because she had just returned to London and went to Buckingham Palace to heal the wounds of war under the comfort of her own cousin. Well, if he actually has that kind of trauma, of course. Only when it is time to face the reporter's camera, he will stand with those friends, and then tell the heroic stories that do not belong to him at all.

However, these good lives were soon shattered by a piece of news, and one day His Royal Highness the Prince woke up with a hangover and habitually picked up a newspaper, and a photo published on the front page made him immediately angry and smoking.

In the photo, the elder Hemstella and the commissar who had beaten His Royal Highness the Prince are smiling and receiving the British ambassador's award in recognition of their heroic rescue of the British pilot.

Well, His Royal Highness suddenly jumped to his feet, he grabbed the phone and dialed the Ministry of Foreign Affairs without saying anything: "I want to know what is the matter with awarding the Russian miscellaneous who beat me?" How can you do that? This will not be tolerated! ā€

Anyway, His Royal Highness the Prince was very angry, and he was so angry that he even went directly to the Foreign Secretary, hoping to ask for an explanation for himself.

"Your Highness, please be calm, please listen to my explanation," Aiden received the nobleman very helplessly, and persuaded bitterly: "You better forget this matter, forget the unpleasantness in Berlin, forget the Bolsheviks, and turn this page......

Philip's eyes were almost bursting with fire, and he asked angrily, "Why?" That's not what Mr. Ambassador promised me before. ā€

Aiden sighed and continued to explain patiently: "Mr. Ambassador promised you to negotiate with the Soviet side, but ......"

His Royal Highness the Prince couldn't wait to ask, "But what?" ā€

Aiden glanced at the prince cautiously and replied in a low tone: "But the answer given by the Soviet side is somewhat ...... That ......"

"Tell me about it!"

Aiden didn't want to offend Philip, after all, Lord Mountbatten, the uncle of this goods, was also quite difficult, and he didn't want to directly say the explanation given by the Soviet side, because it was really too embarrassing.

Aiden thought for a moment, and could only organize the language as much as he could, and replied in the most obscure tone: "The Soviet side considers your Highness's performance in Berlin to be questionable, and also believes that there are good reasons for the Red officers and soldiers to inflict violence on you. As for the explanation given by the Soviet side, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs believes that although it is difficult to accept, it is not lacking in reasonableness. We think it's best to keep it as it is, and it's best if it doesn't happen. ā€

Aiden had already said it tactfully, but in fact the reply of the People's Commissar for Foreign Affairs of the Soviet Union was much sharper, shaking out all the ugly things about His Royal Highness. This made the ambassador to the USSR blush when he heard it.

It's a pity that some brain-dead people will not understand, and His Royal Highness immediately exploded, made a big fuss in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and scolded Aiden and other diplomats as traitors. This made Aiden angry and funny, so he could only let this thing make a fuss, and when he was done, he would send it out.

In Aiden's opinion, this matter is over, and His Royal Highness the Prince who touched the nail should be able to accept the reality with all his might. But he really underestimated the brain-dead of the British royal family, and His Royal Highness the Prince was indignant and ******** thinking about how to retaliate. Since the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is not doing anything on its side, he is ready to rely on his own strength.

In the following interview, in addition to peddling the fictional heroic stories to the reporters, His Royal Highness also attacked the Soviet Union and the Soviet Red Army in particular.

Well, His Royal Highness let out a vicious breath, and he felt that if he said this to reporters, everyone would believe it, and then the pressure was all on the Soviet side. When the time comes, the Russian barbarians will not be able to eat and walk around.

Anyway, His Royal Highness was happily waiting to see the front page of the Guardian the next day, and he was confident that his story would be on the front page. For this reason, he had to reluctantly push down a party of fox friends and give up the opportunity to do group piston sports with a few beautiful girls.

But the next morning, when he snatched the "Guardian" from the butler's hand, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded, the front page headline was Qiu Fatzi's news, and it had nothing to do with him.

"Could it be that the stupid editors didn't realize the news effect of what I was saying?"

Although he was a little dissatisfied, His Royal Highness the Prince still quickly looked through the other pages, and the second edition also made a living! But to his surprise, when he flipped the Guardian up and down several times, and didn't see any interviews about him, he immediately burst into foul language: "Stupid, what are you doing?" ā€

At that time, His Royal Highness called the editorial office of the Guardian and sternly asked why the interview about him did not appear in the newspaper, and the tone was as lame as 2580,000. Of course, what made His Royal Highness the Prince very faceless was that the Guardian didn't bird him at all, and sent him away with just two sentences.

"These idiots don't know what news is!" His Royal Highness the Prince was furious, he walked around the house thinking about countermeasures, "It's okay, the Guardian doesn't report is their loss, contact the Times for me, I'm sure they will be interested!" ā€

Philip was holding back to play big, and of course, in the eyes of some people, his behavior was no different from death. For example, Learvin was tired of wiping the butt of this playboy, and when she heard that someone had contacted The Times for an exclusive interview, she was also angry: "Send someone to tell that idiot clearly that if he wants to die, don't drag the British Empire on his back, and I don't mind making him look good!" ā€

Learvine was really annoyed, there were piles of national events that needed his attention every day, and those fools at home had to waste her precious energy, so she decided to teach Philip a lesson.

His Royal Highness did not wait for the Times reporters, but for the secretary of the cabinet secretary. Please note that although the Cabinet Secretary is a secretary, he is really powerful, and in a sense he is the chief boss of the bureaucratic organization of the British Empire, and belongs to one of the most powerful people in Britain. Generally speaking, cabinet secretaries help the prime minister deal with national affairs, and rarely pay attention to the trivial matters of His Royal Highness, but this time, he not only paid attention, but also sent his own secretary, which shows how unusual it is.

His Royal Highness was mad but not completely dazed, and the representative of the Cabinet Secretary was too weighty, and the Secretary told him: "Your Highness, the Cabinet has taken note of some of your recent irresponsible remarks, such as those that you have revealed to the Guardian, and those that you are preparing to reveal to the Times. In this regard, the Cabinet hopes that you will retract these inappropriate statements and give assurances that there will be no similar behaviour in the future. ā€

Philip was stunned, he did not understand at all why the cabinet was on the side of the USSR, didn't it say that Anglo-Soviet relations were not good?

The relationship between Britain and the Soviet Union is indeed not good, if there is a chance to disgust the Soviet Union, Qiu Fatzi will never let it go, but this piece of Philip is simply Xiang, which will not disgust the Soviet Union at all, but will disgrace the international prestige of the British Empire, and will make the royal family more dignified. So he had to intervene forcefully, wipe his ass with administrative means, and warn some idiot who doesn't know how thick the sky is not to mess around...... (To be continued.) )