81_81266 In a small bar in London, the old man Greif is drinking with two British Navy officers. The whole of London is now scarce, but the pub owners with more extensive doors can still supply plenty of wine and food.

"I heard that the Germans have landed?" the old man shook the wine glass in his hand and said to his friend next to him, the submarine captain a few days ago, "The world is so unpeaceful......

"A few days ago, I was ordered to go to sea to attack the German transport routes, but I was chased by a destroyer, and I couldn't come back. The captain of the submarine sighed, and said with a hint of dissatisfaction and resentment, "Not everyone can have the good fortune of the Odin. ”

"The situation on the front line is very bad, some important materials have been rushed to Liverpool, and I heard that it will be arranged to be shipped to Canada. The officer in charge of technology said, "The king has decreed that all scientists and technicians must report to the government and be ready to leave here at any time." ”

"The plan you mentioned the other day is starting to take effect?" asked the old man, narrowing his eyes.

"Yes, the King and the Prime Minister ordered the implementation of the 'Silent Remembrance' plan, which was to rush all the resources of the war to Canada, including supplies and technicians, drawings, scholars and works of art, and gold. ”

"It's really ...... Not thinking about how to defeat the Germans, the plan to escape was carried out so quickly. The captain of the submarine was obviously not satisfied with the above arrangement, and this cowardly act of escaping made him despised.

The technical officer spread his hands and said, "Of course, the troops on the front line must think about how to win the war, but as the leader of the country, they must think about how to deal with the worst if the worst happens. ”

Some of the British royal family has fled to Canada, and some are preparing to go to the Indian Ocean -- only the immediate family members of His Majesty the King are still regularly present at public events in Britain, and they have more than once expressed their desire to live and die with the British mainland, but few people know that the British royal family will eventually take refuge in Canada by submarine.

The war was expanding, and the British garrison in North Africa was attacking the Italian troops and the North African colonies controlled by the Vichy French government, but another French North African force under the command of Charles de Gaulle was ordered to join the British camp, and the two forces belonging to different French governments were fighting on the African battlefield, and the fighting in North Africa was in full swing for a while.

Turkey is continuing to send more troops to the Middle East, although the war is still not fully prepared, and it has not made up its mind to board the German thief ship, but as a local snake in the Middle East, Turkey's every move still makes the British defenders in the Middle East oil region tremble.

On the battlefield in China, Japan remained immobile against the Soviet Union, but its ground forces, with the cooperation of the navy and air force, captured Guangzhou, China, confronted the British defenders in the Hong Kong area, and even more shocking to the British, Japan landed in Vietnam and declared the French colony officially independent.

"Is the British royal family really planning to flee like this?" Old Man Greif did not seem to believe that the British leaders would abandon the British Isles lightly.

"Otherwise, what else can we do? The Irish side has already eye-to-eyed with the German government, and it seems that a consensus has been reached on some cooperation, and we will naturally not give up lightly in the northern mountains, but there is no specific plan for how to hold on to it. The technical officer sighed after taking a sip of wine and said, "We don't want to retreat either, but I heard that the Germans have already occupied Norwich ......."

"What? Norwich lost?" Greif was shocked and quickly pleaded to the submarine commander on the other side, "Dude...... Can you arrange a boat to Canada? I'm going to sell some of my assets in the next few days and open a little ......bar over there."

"The ship is there, and it won't be difficult for you to keep up with it, and it's not a difficult task to get to Canada...... But you don't know, the activity of German submarines on the route has been very rampant lately, and I am worried about your old safety......" replied the submarine officer, who thought for a moment.

"I could give a lot of money, but if I can't, warship?" Old man Greif was a rich man, so he seemed more greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Look at what you said, I heard you know the ...... of the Navy Personnel Department Can you please help me set up a line, help me talk, and let me go to Canada with my family...... I've heard that there are submarines over there, too. "The submarine captain, who usually looks honest and has a patriotic stubbornness, said a soft sentence that made the technical officer almost squirt.

"That's no problem, when the time comes, I'll leave with Vicky in your submarine...... It's not a big problem, is it?" Greif patted the technical officer on the shoulder and said, "We've been friends for ten years, and no one can do without each other." If it weren't for John Jr......"

"Don't say it, he sacrificed his life in the face of a national disaster, it's his honor, to little John!" the three of them raised their glasses and toasted the destroyer captain. The destroyer commander, John Jr., had died in the North Atlantic two days earlier, sunk by a German submarine during the night, and disappeared into the icy waters with his own battleship.

And while the three of them were toasting together, another corporal of the London Air Defense Command named John was sitting on the mattress in the bomb shelter where his house was located, staring at two grenades in a daze.

These were self-defence weapons issued by the London Defence Command to the citizens of London, but everyone knew that these weapons were not so much used for self-defense as for the sake of fighting the German invaders. It's just that John couldn't understand why they and the Germans came to such a point of endless death, didn't the convention say that civilians have the right to be protected?

I could faintly hear someone sobbing, after all, not all people are willing to die without explanation. John didn't know what others thought, and he couldn't figure out why His Majesty the King didn't mean to talk about peace until now. Could it be that the war has been fought to the point where it is now, and there is still a possibility of victory for Britain?

London was almost in ruins, and having heard that German troops had landed near Norwich, the British would probably end up with nothing left even if the war had been won. Why should this continue? John didn't know and didn't want to know.

"If, I mean, if the Germans go to London, you must live with your children! It is enough for me to die alone, I die alone for the country and die with our family, it is no different......" John looked at his emaciated wife and whispered, "You want to help us raise our children, understand?"

His wife did not speak, but silently wiped her tears, and not far away Mrs. Mary was also holding her husband and weeping silently, and the whole bomb shelter was filled with a sad atmosphere.

These days, because of the weather, because the Luftwaffe covered the bombing of Norwich a few days ago, so London was not patronized by bombers, but the city is no different from the ruins, so living in basements and bomb shelters is no different from living in the ruins on the ground.

John covered the sleeping children with a quilt, then kissed the foreheads of the two little ones, got up and walked out of the aisle outside Mrs. Mary's house, where his backer officer looked at him and nodded and comforted Mrs. Mary, and then put the two grenades that Mrs. Mary had given him on the side of the pillow, and got up and walked out with John.

"I'm trying to figure out how to send my son to Canada......" The officer lit a cigarette, and did not shy away from John, and said directly: "Whether things can be successful or not depends on the next few days...... I'm so capable, I can't get on with your family. ”

"Thank you......" John also knew that not everything could be settled with his backer, and he was able to live a less bleak life in the days when London was bombed, and it was all thanks to this benefactor. So he knows how to be grateful and nods his head in thanks.

"It's really nice to meet you at such a bad time. The officer stretched out his palm and shook John's palm: "I have submitted a report today to promote you to sergeant, help me take care of my wife these days, and I will try to help you get a place, at least let one of your children follow Mary on board." ”

"Thank you! thank you for your help!" John immediately felt a glimmer of hope, he smiled and thanked him, and his eyes filled with tears: "If His Majesty the King asked me to be loyal to England, I could die, but my children and my wife should not be responsible for this war, they should be able to live ......"

The officer sighed: "The truth, it is indeed the truth, but the officials above and the Germans who will reason with us?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the ruins in the distance: "In a huge London, as long as there are a few hundred fools who think that they can die with the Germans if they are patriotic, and if they pull grenades and cause casualties to the Germans, do you think the Germans will let the remaining Britons go? They will only shoot and kill a target they think is dangerous, and force other Britons to pull out the grenades...... It's a cycle of sin until one of them dies. ”

"Oh my God......" The short-sighted John only realized this time what kind of death situation he was facing, those vicious officials, those so-called British elites, actually used such a way to let the common people who loved the British Empire so much flu blood, just so that they could win an illusory "victory".

"Victory, victory, ****** profit!" John cursed fiercely in his heart