20 May 1905 MI6 underground safehouse.

Ever since the Allied defeat in the European theater, Churchill has often sat on the phone, waiting for any critical information to arrive. The 400,000 combined forces of the British army and the Allied army were trapped by the Germans in a small strip of northern France, behind them was the sea, and the only thing that could save them was the coastline behind them, but there could not be a ship in this world that was enough to carry 400,000 people, Churchill knew very well that he had never closed his eyes for a few days and nights, as a person who was not even able to take care of himself, but his mind about military strategy was extremely smart, and even the smartest mind did not let him come up with any way to save 400,000 soldiers and civilians, The American allies could not do anything about it.

Sweaty Churchill leaned back in his chair, his head against the wall, and lit another cigar, which was full of dozens of cigarette butts, and it was hard to imagine that this was a sixty-year-old man who was too tired to relax.

Sir Anthony Eden pushed open the door and entered: "Winston, the British Empire has reached its most dangerous moment, should we consider making peace with Germany?" ”

"Anthony, how many times have I said it, and I will never take Viscount Halifax's advice." Churchill firmly denied it, and his neck was bloodshot.

"Then Winston, are we really going to die with the lives of 400,000 soldiers?" Anthony asked Churchill rhetorically.

"No, I've thought of a plan to get all 400,000 soldiers to retreat, and collect ships from all the citizens at once, Miss Layton, hurry up and record it," Churchill panicked and asked the secretary to record his thoughts.

"Due to the failure of the power generation system, the government will collect all the citizens' boats within three days for power generation, please actively cooperate with the citizens, and the government will give the rent, so be it, the latter sentence does not need to be remembered." Churchill threw his finished cigar on the floor and motioned with his hand for Anthony to go about his errands.

"Does the project have a name?" Anthony asked Churchill.

"Let's call it the Generator Project." Churchill's answer was perfunctory.

"By the way, Winston, is the silver bullet working?" Anthony walked to the door and turned back.

"After all, it is the bullet of the US side, we can't just move around, just hibernate and not activate, this is an agreement between our two sides, and the silver bullet can only shine on its own." Winston rekindled a cigar.

Suburbs of Berlin Secret Military Institute.

"Dean, the weapons of mass destruction that the Führer asked us to study began to enter the preparatory stage." Assistant Spencer walked up to James.

"Well, I've given a sample of the original design to the Führer, and he will do his best to invest in our experiments, and the 'Peep Seeker' project has been supported by the Führer, who has given us a large amount of money and allowed to use all the forces that can be used." James got up from his chair and picked up the teapot.

On the messy work table are scattered experimental sketches, the fountain pen is not covered and sandwiched between the books, the scale of the ruler has been blurred, and only one book is neatly placed, "Ideal Country".

"Dean, do you like this book?" Spencer asked.

"This is a book by one of my most respected authors, and the utopianism in this book gives a special hope that in a carefree country where everyone does their part and lives carefree, isn't that what we want." James took out the tea can under the table and pulled out the tea leaves.

"Isn't what the Führer is doing to be able to create such a country, the dean now that the war in Dunkirk has been won, and the 400,000 Anglo-French troops have no way to retreat, they can only wait for the arrival of death on the coastline of France." Spencer was silent.

"Well, that's right, Spencer go and plan."

Spencer walked out of the director's room.

"Spencer, you are wrong, the 400,000 Allied troops are not alone, they will retreat from the English Channel until one day they will turn into a sword straight into the heart of Germany. As with the language of the knowledge base, Hitler could not have won, at least in this dimensional universe. James muttered to himself.

James walked over to the desk, reached into the corner under the desk, and pressed the button. The doors and windows of the dean's room were quickly made of iron sheets and up, and the whole office began to fall.

German Secret Military Research Institute Twenty floors underground.

James walked out of the dean's room, the underground laboratory is a secret place that only senior researchers know, once you step here, only the middle body will work here until death, so it is impossible for people without a strong will to work here, so what works here are a group of crazy scientists with extreme nationalism.

James: "How's the 'Watcher' program going?" ”

Out of the crowd came a personable female researcher, the head of science here, who was rumored to be Hitler's underground lover, and arranged her to be the director of the underground secret research laboratory in Berlin in order not to be discovered, but Christina was only able to have such a high position because of her ability.

Christina, Head of Science: "No, we don't have enough scientific theories, and even if we have a blueprint, it will take us a few years of theoretical practice to make a machine that is likely to make something close to the blueprint." ”

James frowned, observing the ring-shaped machine in the lab.

"What is this?" James asked.

Christina: "If we just make something that opens doors to other dimensions, we can still do that." ”

James: "So did you open it?"

"Yes, Dean, we opened it last night when we were debugging, but from the other end of the door, there was a thick fog coming out, and the thick fog filled the entire laboratory room in less than a minute, we quickly stopped the experiment, but all the scientists in the experimental room were already delirious, and their bodies had all suffered from organ failure and other diseases, and they had not woken up until now, we collected part of the smoke, this is the analysis table."

James took Christina's analysis table, looked at it carefully, and the composition on his forehead became more and more solemn, "This is not a substance on the earth at all, and there are no particles of such high quality on the earth. ”

"Yes, Dean, but there are hydrocarbons, and we speculate that the dimension we opened up could be a terrestrial planet in some dimension." Christina.

James: "Show me your dimension debug data waves." ”

Christina handed another data sheet to James.

James: "Dimension orientation right now." ”

With dozens of huge machines stacked in the lab, and they were only used for simple calculations, Christina walked up to the machines and turned on the computer.

Two minutes later, Christina prints out a copy of the data.

James took it and carefully examined each piece of data with his index finger.

"It's between Earth and Venus, no, it's it, but he should have disappeared." James scratched his head in confusion.

"Lock down all data, freeze all Watcher experiments, and now focus the research on Collapse and Planet X."

After James finished speaking, he walked back to the research room, his expression heavy, but he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.