Calais, France,

In the English Channel at dusk, the sky is dark and the wind and waves are high.

Thick, dark clouds of leaden gray covered almost the entire sky, and the roaring wind ran unscrupulously across the undulating expanse of the sea like a wounded beast. The hazy clouds and the equally hazy waters were so turbulent that it was almost impossible to tell where the sky was and where the ocean was, and only when lightning swept through the sky could you see a faint horizon in the only light.

If the bards of medieval Europe had been lucky enough to see such a magnificent spectacle with their own eyes, they would have exclaimed with their hearts how small man was compared to nature! How weak and powerless!

Under the relentless whipping of the wind, the sea surface became undulating, and began to interpret the true meaning of the so-called 'chaos' frantically with a bold stormy waves. An unmanned sailboat with no cables tied has been washed away from the dock at this moment, and is in the midst of this disorderly and violent shijie, completely reduced to the plaything of the angry sea and the wind. It is tossed from one wave to the bottom and then to another. Only half of the ship's mast remained, as if it were in a state of helplessness. A classical tragedy called "shipwreck" is staged.

In the occasional burst of lightning and thunder, the little sailboat rolled and swayed helplessly on the sea, at the mercy of the wind and the rain, like the dice in the gambler's hand. Rows of huge waves swept back and forth, like the closing curtain of the stage in the theater. A loud whistling sound swept towards the thin sailboat, as if it was about to plunge it into the dark green abyss in the next moment.

Colonel Banazal, dressed in a sleek French uniform, holds a steaming cup of coffee. Stand on the balcony of a villa by the sea in Calais and overlook the boats struggling on the sea. Nearby, rows of waves surged up, crashing heavily on the angular reef, and then helplessly shattered into countless splashes, disappearing into the waves. The dull roar of thunder came from afar, and it seemed so ethereal.

This is the narrowest point of the English Channel. In the past, when the weather was clear, you could occasionally see the coast of Great Britain behind the waves. But in this cloudy, windy weather. Even the giant container ships passing through the strait are hazy and looming.

“…… Ahh......h I miss the sun in Provence and Algiers! ”

Standing on the balcony for only a few minutes with the sea breeze blowing, he couldn't help but sneeze and feel the moisture and salty smell in the air. It's so thick that it's almost sticky to your nose. I quickly poured a cup of hot coffee, then turned and walked into the house, closing the glass door of the balcony with my hand.

“…… Miss Darchephine, how's the situation in London? He asked his deputy as he wiped his face with a hot towel.

At this moment, the seaside villa in the port of Calais, France, which was urgently requisitioned, has been tossed beyond recognition and turned into a temporary operational headquarters: a high-power radio station has been erected on the roof. Huge electronic maps are hung on the walls, and small national and military flags are inserted on the table. Behind the door hung an automatic rifle and a helmet. A dozen civilian officers were either tapping on laptops, shouting into the phone, or walking around with folders. If you look closely, you can see that the people here are dressed in two different uniforms - most of them are naturally civilian or French uniforms. But there were also a very small number of people who wore German uniforms and wore the German Iron Cross.

Blonde and blue-eyed, Miss Daqifanie is a German officer with an Iron Cross badge on her chest, but she does not wear a military uniform, but wears a gold-trimmed women's wizard's robe, wears a wide-brimmed lace pointed hat, and has beautiful blonde hair, and a few purple bows tied at the ends of her hair.

At this time, the sorceress from Germany was curled up on a sofa, playing with her wand, and when she heard Colonel Banazal's inquiry, she took out a remote control and pressed it lightly, and the electronic screen on the wall suddenly flashed, and began to play a somewhat blurry image:

Under the gloomy leaden-grey sky, helicopters painted in desert camouflage whistled sharply over the city, unfurling a large banner of advertising banners and flags, and a cloth fluttering in the wind. Heavily armed soldiers guarded the intersection, barricades were set up with sandbags and barbed wire, and low-profile wheeled armored vehicles rattled over the damaged pavement. And the soldiers in body armor followed closely behind with rifles in their hands and serious expressions.

Although these mercenaries of the United Kingdom security company have a bad reputation from the outside world, after all, they have been tested in street fighting for a long time, and the efficiency of the operation in suppressing the riot seems to be very good, at this moment, in addition to the corpses that have not yet been collected and the wounded who groaned in pain, there are also cars that have been burned into a pile of charred black metal garbage, and the streets and alleys that appear in the picture are almost empty, except in the windows of the houses on both sides of the street, occasionally poking out a few heads, scanning the street with alert eyes, and immediately retracting, and even using various furniture, Blankets and stuff shut the windows.

As the camera moves, the glass of the supermarket and the store can be seen smashed, and the goods inside are looted. The most unfortunate houses were even set on fire and blackened. In the middle and on both sides of the street, there is a mess of all kinds of garbage, and no one cares for it. On the side of the street, exaggerated political satirical graffiti cartoons are inlaid with strings of bullet holes and speckled blood stains.

In front of a barricade made of debris, broken cars and construction debris, the mercenaries shouted loudspeakers in an attempt to persuade the illegal black forces behind the barricade to surrender, but the response was a few "Hassan" rockets screeching with long tails of smoke...... So, several armored vehicles drove up and spewed out a cloud of orange-red flames from the turret, leveling the crumbling barricade in an instant.

There is also a square. Squatting on the ground crowded with prisoners, surrounded by heavily armed and oil-painted mercenaries leading wolf dogs to closely supervise them. From time to time, several military trucks with soldiers roared in, picking out a group from the crowd in the square. He was handcuffed and shackled, chained, and dragged away by a truck...... It should be noted that both the captives with bruised noses and swollen faces and the shivering residents around them were overwhelmingly Arabs and blacks in turbans, plus shop signs with Arabic letters. and the majestic mosques and towering minarets, at first glance, those who don't know the inside may think that this place is not in North Africa. It's in the Middle East.

In fact, if it weren't for the occasional Big Ben and London Bridge in the background, most people would find it hard to believe that such a scene of rumor and mourning was not in the movie or in the Middle East and Africa. Instead, it took place in London, the famous fog capital of Europe.

But here's the thing. These images are indeed real scenes that have just happened in the city of London, the largest city in the United Kingdom.

Zuihou, on several major roads leaving London, all kinds of cars are congested, and there are even several serial car accidents. The crimson flames lit up the twilight, and clashes between foreign settlers and white English spread from the city to the suburbs as the fleeing crowds spread from the city to the suburbs, with bloodshed erupting at several gas stations and roadside restaurants...... Thereinto. The white English certainly had the advantage of fighting at home, and they were outnumbered; But foreign immigrants are more grouped. is also more fierce, and for a while it was quite ......

Belch? Where are the police, you ask? The British police can't even take care of the capital, where can they manage these rural places far from the city?

After a few videos and dozens of photographs in a row, Taxphine pulled up a few more briefings and read them out in French, which she was not very fluent in.

“…… The British Cabinet, which had just returned to London, claimed that the security situation in the capital, London, had begun to improve following the entry of mercenaries from the United Kingdom Security Company into the city. The next step is to mobilize the national police force to quell the riots in Manchester, Birmingham and other areas as soon as possible.

At the same time, Prime Minister Mason and the Labour Cabinet issued an ultimatum to the illegal black armed 'Martin Luther King Jr. Revolutionary Brigades' entrenched in Manchester Town Hall, limiting them to release the hostages within 12 hours - the same as the Manchester City Officials and Councillors they captured - and then surrender unconditionally, but the 'Martin Luther King Revolutionary Brigades' publicly refused after 20 minutes and made a series of counter-demands to Whitehall. Since these terms are so ridiculous, I will not repeat them here......"

“…… Since the outbreak of the riots, the Muslim Association of London has been issuing an appeal to the whole Shijie on the radio, crying that they have been brutally massacrated by the infidels, and calling on all Shijie Catholics to come and support their holy war, and it has received widespread support......"

Speaking of this, Daqifani couldn't help but pout, "...... Had it not been for the French government's military control of Calais, we would probably have seen a new 'Operation Dynamo' (the code name for the Dunkirk evacuation) on the beaches today. On the Normandy side, it is said that at least 80 North African immigrants have crossed the channel in small boats, armed with submachine guns and bazookas. And the pagans who crossed the sea from the Dutch side and went by boat to fight are probably even more - at least a quarter of their population already believes in Allah! ”

“…… That's why we didn't call the Dutch for this operation, because there were too many uncontrollable factors in those Dutch wooden shoes. ”

Colonel Banazal sat down on a single couch, lit himself a cigar, and said, "...... Hey, 20,000 pistols, 600 AK47 automatic rifles, and a full set of assembly line equipment for making 'Hassan' rockets...... We had given so much arms aid, and they had lasted less than a day - the blacks and North African immigrants in London, though they looked fierce, were not very combative. ”

“…… They were meant to be just an excuse, an opportunity, a prelude to a conspiracy, or a one-off fuse. As long as these heretics can light the powder keg of Great Britain, they will be considered accomplished—I never expected them to accomplish anything great! ”

The German witch Dachphine pointed out Colonel Barnazar's innocent moan, "...... We can't learn from the British. Blindly instigating others to kill each other and take advantage of chaos is addicted, but forgets to lay a good foundation for himself...... Are your troops combat-ready? ”

“…… 4,000 officers and men of the Foreign Legion have been assembled in Calais and Dunkirk in the name of heightened alert. Civilian-use means of transportation can be relied upon. After all, according to Jihua's deduction, there is no possibility of a strong landing battle this time anyway......"

Colonel Banazal brought the cigar to the side of the ashtray and flicked it, then stuffed it back into his mouth again, "...... The reasons are also readily available - thousands of Londoners are pouring in through the Anglo-French Undersea Tunnel to escape the fighting in the London area, and it is likely that many of them are armed and violent elements, which must be rigorously checked. For this. We have set up a well-guarded refugee camp near the station at the exit of the tunnel...... But how are you preparing? I don't know much about these supernatural liliang things......"

“…… The entire European Joint Magic Combat Team has been assembled. You can cross the strait at any time and go into battle...... Provided, of course, that we have to figure out who the enemy really is this time. The German witch Dachphine raised her wand in boredom and released a small cloud of fireworks to her own amusement.

“…… I can't even guess this! After all, there has never been a foolproof prophet on this shijie! ”

Colonel Banazal replied. “…… But no matter what. As long as we can put our boots on the soil of Great Britain and kick open the gates of Westminster, there will be no more liliang for this hateful island nation to cause problems for all of Europe! ”

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For people on the European continent, Britain across the sea is a big trouble that people love and hate.

On the one hand, Europe is very incomplete without Britain. After all, it was the British Empire, led by the British Empire, that gave Europeans the glorious glory of global domination. So. Europeans have always wanted to completely Europeanize Britain.

On the other hand, Britain, which left Europe. It's also hard to make a difference on the shijie stage in the new era. In a sense, Britain is willing to be completely Europeanized, but only if Britain plays the role of European leader: although Britain is now in great decline, the glory of the British Empire has not been forgotten.

Therefore, if the Europeans are willing to hand over the power to rule Europe, perhaps Britain will also agree to integration half-pushing, half-on-the-spot.

But the reality is that there are now two natural leadership cores on the European continent - France and Germany, which want to bring Britain in to strengthen Europe, but these two brothers will not be generous enough to cede leadership. Moreover, after the collapse of the British Empire, the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, with its small stature and deteriorating national fortunes, was not in a position to give orders to Germany and France.

However, the reality is cruel, but what is even more terrifying is that after entering the 21st century, the British have become very much like the Chinese at the end of the Qing Dynasty, with the following mental characteristics: proud, arrogant, unenterprising, conformist, and disappointing. They refuse to face their own decline and collapse, remembering only the pride and glory of the past, and continue to look down on the European continent arrogantly, self-righteously playing with the petty tricks of the past.

Thus, on the international political stage of the 21 st century, Britain is actually standing at the door of Europe, with one foot in the door and the other foot hooking the United States -- riding the wall between the United States and Europe is the inevitable result of Britain's efforts to maximize its own strategic interests.

First, the United States, which has not hooked Britain, the leading party, may have much more trouble dealing with Europe. Therefore, the Americans are also willing to support the British on various occasions, and this is exactly what the British need. Second, Britain, which has not hooked up the United States, a big backer, will have less weight in front of Europe led by Germany and France. Therefore, the British are also very willing to cooperate with the Americans on various occasions, which is also what the Americans cannot ask for.

- "Britain's diplomatic goal has remained unchanged for 500 years: to create a divided Europe. Therefore, we unite the Netherlands with Spain, Germany with France, France with Italy, Germany with France, Germany and Italy, and divide and control. Consistently works well, weishenme to change? But now it's the old imperial calendar, and the current policy is that we have to break into it and break it from within. We have applied external forces, and it has not worked. Now you can churn it into a pot of porridge from the inside. Picking Germany against France, France against Italy, Italy against the Netherlands, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was overjoyed, and the glorious years returned. ”

The above rap is from the famous British political satire TV series "Yes, Chancellor".

And in international relations, Britain has indeed always played the role of such a "European troublemaker" -- to put it bluntly, it is as an anti-backbone latent in the EU, and a-stirring stick for the Americans in Europe.

In general, the British are quite satisfied with this two-sided situation of weight and two-way benefit.

But the trouble is that the rest of the EU is all angry with the British, who are traitors who eat inside and out, and they are about to run out of patience! (To be continued......)