81_81266 These days, the people of London can be described as a mess. Those who have a way are trying to find a way to leave the city and flee to the countryside. A lot of the rich are fleeing to the Northland, and a lot of them are on their way to Liverpool, where they hope to get a ticket, a ticket to Canada.

This kind of escape is similar to smuggling, because the British side has a clear ban on British civilians from fleeing abroad, but since only some capable people can escape to Liverpool, then not many people care about the so-called bans.

American ships would never send ordinary people to the United States or Canada, because the American government absolutely did not want to see the British establish an "empire on which the sun never sets" in the northern United States, thus breaking the geographical advantage of the United States. However, Americans are still happy to see some capable Britons coming to the United States, and they welcome Britons with advanced trade certificates or real talents to come to the United States to become American citizens.

In fact, the US industry has not been able to recover from the economic crisis for 30 years, first by Germany with large-scale and ultra-low means to get rid of a large number of talents and strategic materials, and later forced to the British blood transfusion, affecting the industrial development of the United States. Even so, along the way, the United States is still regaining its demeanor as the world's largest power with the largest industrial potential.

Accardo wanted to kill Britain before the United States really woke up, and Roosevelt didn't want to use Britain to drag Germany so that the United States could rise with peace of mind? The two giants were desperately grabbing time, but grabbing and grabbing was grabbing the territory of another country - as British, they finally experienced the mood of the Chinese in the Russo-Japanese War. This is really a turn of feng shui, who said it is not the current world newspaper?

The British, who had fled, filled the streets, and the whole city was crowded because London was guarded on all sides. John walked down the street that had not been so lively for a long time, looking at the crowd around him with soulless eyes like a wandering ghost.

He had kept what the backer officer had said to him the other day, and he had never mentioned it to his wife, and he did not know which child he would choose to leave England if it had succeeded, and he did not know whether the remaining one would die in the ensuing war if he had chosen one child to leave with Mrs. Mary.

Sometimes things are so cruel, and although he loves every child deeply, John has to make the best choice before it happens. He didn't know who to choose, and he didn't know if the other would feel like he didn't love him enough.

The Luftwaffe's bombing of London had almost ceased these days, and the occasional visits were only symbolic of a few bombs. So as a coordinating officer for air defense and disaster relief, John's work has not been busy lately, he has a lot of time to be in a daze, and he also has a lot of time to think about the things he has to think clearly.

"Hey, John!" the signal soldier on a motorcycle saw him wandering the streets, and shouted as he approached on his motorcycle: "Why do you have such an expression, do you mean that you have been transferred to the front?"

"No, it's still an old job, aren't you a grandfather who is an official? Why didn't you leave?" John smiled and felt in his pocket, took out a shriveled cigarette case, and found that there was only one cigarette in it, so he had to pull it out and hand it to the young signal soldier.

The signal soldier took out his cigarette and threw the whole pack to John, and then took the cigarette that was already a little crooked from John's hand and put it to his mouth: "Let's go to Liverpool in a few days! Don't think that I have walked so beautifully, as soon as I leave like this, my grandfather will have to die on the battlefield, sometimes I think that those high-ranking bastards are really raised by a bunch of bitches, why not make peace?"

"Don't be dissatisfied, you can go to Canada to avoid it, and maybe come back then." John smiled and lit a cigarette, and said helplessly: "If you still complain, how can we little people live?"

The young signal soldier took a puff of his cigarette, narrowed his eyes and sighed, "I have my circle too." A few friends who drank together went to a concentration camp in Dunkirk, and some died in Norwich, and I sent a letter of condolence yesterday. I'm the only one left, running away to Canada alone to mess around, do you think it's so easy to mess around?"

"I have two children, a boy and a girl...... I'm just a little minion, and I'm so capable...... Only one can go. The weather-covered man was holding a cigarette and something seemed to fall in his eyes.

The ...... signal soldier was stunned for a moment, and then he was in a daze for a long time, and finally he smiled bitterly: "I always thought that I was already unsatisfactory, but I didn't expect it to be really sad in its own way." Let's not talk about it, get to know each other, and everything in the car will be delivered to you. Don't be stingy these days, give your child something good. ”

As he spoke, the young signal soldier handed John the little bread he had left in the car: "I'm not a good person, and to tell you the truth, if you eat a little more, others will go hungry, but I don't know those people, so I have some peace of mind." ”

John didn't say thank you, just took the bread, and then patted the young signal soldier on the shoulder: "When you get to Canada, live well, if you don't have to die this time, I will go over there to see you when I have the chance." ”

"Okay, if you can't go. I'll come back to see you...... Look at my grandfather...... "The young signal soldier nodded in agreement: "When the war is over, let's open a bakery together!

"Good!" John watched the young man leave, looked at the large bag of bread in his hand, took out a little, and stuffed it into a toddler old woman who was walking towards him, and walked away quickly, despite the old woman's thanks and weeping.

Shortly after he left, a man with a hurried look walked down the street, and then stood at the mouth of an alley not far away, staring at a window across the street with his hands in his pockets. Soon there was a flash of fire in the quiet window, and then all the glass shattered, spewing out a dazzling fire and billowing smoke, followed by a deafening explosion.

Seeing the explosion, the strange-behaving man turned away from the street where the alarm bells were blaring, and the screams and cries were continuous. Then, at the intersection at the end of the street, several men of the same demeanor converged and disappeared into the vast sea of people, and after a while there were several violent explosions throughout the street, and after ruling out the possibility of bombing, the British characterized these events as sabotage.

But whether these people themselves pulled the grenades distributed to them by the government, or whether there were Germans who infiltrated London to carry out terrorist attacks, no one knows. Now the German tanks are dozens of kilometers away, and no one cares whether a few German spies have been mixed in.

These people are the German special forces who infiltrated London to carry out early sabotage, although they do not carry too many weapons, but now there are a lot of arms scattered to the civilian population throughout London, so they are really at home here. Just going into a civilian home, killing a few old men and old women, and then making a simple timer out of candles, books, thin threads and grenades to leave, was so simple that it was not even training for these German special forces.

The two of them worked in small groups, and although there were only 60 people in total, they were able to cause 30 bombings in the huge city of London at the same time. It can be said that this is a natural special forces battlefield, or it can be said that it is a natural terrorist attack on the special zone. The grenades distributed to civilians had become a nightmare for civilians throughout London before they even began to threaten the German soldiers.

Originally, some people thought that they could find these German soldiers who had infiltrated London by identifying strangers, but they soon found that it was almost an impossible task, the streets of London were in ruins, many bomb shelters were inhabited by strangers who did not know each other, and even if the army went to the streets to investigate, these German special forces could evade search in many empty houses without owners.

Moreover, in an encirclement and suppression operation on March 2, a German special soldier who happened to be killed also found in the body of a well-made forged document and a large number of pound bills, which made people not suspect the clever move of these enemies to infiltrate London at this moment. They used negligible methods of warfare to deal a heavy blow to the morale of the British and the people in defending London. Later, these German special forces even accumulated grenades, and then secretly acted at night, throwing more than a dozen grenades into the mouth of the air-raid shelter in one go, so that the refugees in the air-raid shelter, who were unable to do it because of the large number of people, also became frightened birds all day long.

The bomb shelter where the John family was located was attacked by a German special forces soldier with three grenades, but fortunately, the John family and Mrs. Mary lived on the back side, so they were lucky not to be injured. John was forced to organize a few people to patrol the door of the bomb shelter to stop all strangers who tried to approach the bomb shelter, which was barely enough to ensure the safety of his bomb shelter.

However, when this method slowly became popular, the German special forces also began to organize targeted operations, and they no longer attacked bomb shelters, but went to find lone residents, causing headaches for British civilians and the defenders of London.

In the end, the London City Defense Command ordered that residents should be concentrated in the specified residences as much as possible, and that they were not allowed to go out and move without permission, and the army patrolled the streets continuously, which made the situation slightly better, but as the German * team approached London, more and more British civilians fled, and the military ban became more and more like waste paper