Chapter 333

Different from the defeat and collapse of the Belgian front line, people in London still keep the bustle and noise of singing and dancing. As one of the best central cities in Europe, London can be said to be the pronoun of classical and avant-garde.

In a small corner of a London block, there is a very popular bar. It is said that this bar was opened by the descendants of Nelson, the soul of the British navy. Therefore, this bar is a must for all naval officers in London to have leisure and entertainment.

Here you can see almost all the best ship commanders in the Royal Navy. Some of them are from the submarine force, and some are from a world-famous battleship. If you want to know what happened to the British Navy recently, it's the best choice to come here.

On the wall of the bar, there are many pictures of battleships, as well as portraits and photos of famous Navy generals in various periods. In the middle of these pictures, there is an almost life size lieutenant general Horatio? A portrait of Viscount Nelson.

When many naval officers and even generals come to the pub, they have to drink a toast to the soul of the British Royal Navy hanging on the wall - it's also one of the ways for the pub owners to make money.

As a high-income group within the Royal Navy, submarine commanders have always been frequent customers of this bar. Even in wartime, these special arms, which always perform tasks on the sea floor, also enjoy a long vacation rarely enjoyed by other Navy officers and soldiers.

There is an old man who often drinks in this bar, because it seems that the old man is very rich. He bought half of the shares in the bar and enjoyed his old age quietly. The old man's name was Griff, and he had a nephew who served in the Royal Navy destroyer fleet. He is also loved by people nearby because he often takes care of the relatives of some seamen who are alone at home.

Now this beloved old man is smiling and listening to several naval officers at the same table boasting about each other's experiences. These officers are regular customers, and there is half a boss on the table, so the waitress who is in charge of the table is also working hard to serve tea and wine for the guests.

When a group of soldiers get together, it's natural that most of the topics focus on boasting about their fantastic battles, and the guests at this table are no exception. Although most of the time, the content of the task is confidential, but this is not the core secret of confidentiality constraints, naturally will be occasionally ignored.

What's more, we didn't mention the core content of some tasks. We just took out a few words to boast, which is not a leak. Therefore, these naval officers have never rejected this way of mutual boasting.

At this moment, a military officer is bragging about how his warship deals with German submarines. His vivid explanation makes everyone exclaim from time to time: "that German submarine is very cunning. We have been tracking it for more than ten days. These days, we have transport ships sunk by it from time to time. We chased its attack route all the way to the East and blocked it until it was quite far away! "

He nodded on the table and continued: "you know, in order to sink it, we dropped depth bombs everywhere and finally confirmed its location! Then he stormed the sea and finally sank it! Who would have thought that one of our destroyers was finally sunk by it, and we lost more than 100000 tons of transport ships along the way, so we sank such a submarine! "

"This is the first submarine we sank the Krauts, isn't it?" Griff grinned kindly and said, "they're much harder to deal with than they were. I'm really worried about our navy."

"To be honest with you, we are improving some equipment. For example, I heard that Germany is equipped with an advanced equipment that can detect aircraft, and our navy is also developing it. I believe we will be able to equip it soon." A nearby officer in charge of Naval Technology and equipment development said with a smile: "don't worry about us at all. The British navy will win in the end!"

"Not at all! To the spirit of general Nelson Griff raised his glass and said to Nelson's portrait not far away.

"You sly old man! Let's propose a toast, but it's not your bar that makes money? " While laughing, several people raised their glasses and continued to chat with each other.

The officer of the expelling fleet wiped his beer and continued to boast: "it's only half a month since the war started. Our transport ships have been sunk by more than 100 ships, and the gross tonnage is close to 1.1 million tons. However, we are not vegetarians. Now we have begun to sum up our experience in attacking submarines. "

"Well, I congratulate you on defeating the Krauts' submarines as soon as possible. But I heard that they have been thinking about rationing afternoon tea recently. I can't imagine how to live without afternoon tea." Griff shook his head and sighed.

"Don't worry! In a few weeks, we will be able to sink hundreds of German submarines! Submarine is not the rival of surface ship after all The more the officer of the destroyer spoke, the more outrageous he was. He was not afraid of the submarine officer who had been silent.

This time, the submarine officer gave up and immediately frowned and said, "what's a submarine that can't compete with your surface ships? We are quite a special force! Not only can we win in frontal combat, just as the German Navy does, it can also win by using tactics to assassinate surface ships to make the other side yield! "

"Good point!" The officer of the expelling fleet turned his lips and looked contemptuous. He said, "I haven't seen you the other day, and I haven't heard of any decent mission you've carried out. Don't tell me that you've gone to the German coastline to sneak attack." At this point, the aging Griff picked his eyebrows, took a small, quiet sip of beer with his glass in his hand, covered up his curious look, but pricked up his ears to listen carefully to what the officers said behind him. The submarine officer turned red and seemed speechless. After a long time, he pointed to the officer of the destroyer fleet and said, "I'm going to carry out a secret operation! This is a military secret. I can't tell you in detail! But I'll tell you, this operation I participated in is much bigger than you think As soon as the submarine commander said this, the technical naval officer burst into laughter: "don't brag, are you funny? Although the Navy's several operations were not successful, they were not small in scale. Take the defeat in skapa Bay as an example. The navy has hundreds of warships gathered together. How big is the scale of your submarine's operation? " As soon as everyone didn't believe in himself, the captain of the submarine couldn't hold it any longer. He rolled his arms and sleeves, with a posture of fighting with you, smashed the table with his beer glass, stretched his neck and said in a low voice, "I'll tell you what I said, and any of you will keep it a secret for me! It's a great secret“ Bullshit! How secret can you go out on a mission with a submarine? " The officer of the destroyer fleet still didn't believe it. He took the submarine commander's words as bluff“ My operation was directly ordered by the Minister of the Navy, his Excellency Churchill, to transport five important spies to the Dutch coastline! " This submarine commander carefully whispered: "this is a very important big action!" Griff listened in his heart, quietly recorded a few very important information: a few days ago, the submarine was transported to the Dutch coastline, five intelligence personnel. He continued to listen, without any comment, for fear of losing any important news“ Just a few spies. What a big operation? Just brag The officer in charge of technology, with a disapproval expression on his face, took a sip of beer and swallowed it. Then he continued: "if you can carry 50 people in one gulp, you're not bragging in vain."“ You know shit The submariner snorted, and then continued to say, "this is the material behind! I got a big German newspaper these days and found out that three of the five people I sent to assassinate akkado, the demon king of Germany All of a sudden, it became very quiet. Griff and the other two officers looked at him with an expression of surprise. The submarine officer suddenly felt a deep sense of pride: see? See? I don't say it! I'll scare you to death“ Don't talk about such things casually! " Griff coughed twice, then broke the embarrassment between several people on the table, then waved his hand and said, "you didn't say anything, we didn't hear anything! Do you understand? "“ Yes, yes, yes! We didn't hear anything The Technical Officer immediately said, "come on! Let's drink to our hero captain! I can't kill akado this time. I can do it next time! "“ Come on, come on! A toast! A toast The officer of the destroyer fleet was embarrassed, patted the table and yelled, "this meal is on me! This meal is on me! It's brother. I don't mean enough! This kind of thing is not for you to say... "At the mention of a treat, the embarrassing atmosphere disappeared immediately. Everyone continued to talk and laugh, and pushed each other to change the look of a brother. Soon several people got drunk, so they left each other wobbly. Griff went back to his apartment near the bar, hummed a little and threw a shilling to the beggar at the door of the building. The beggar held his hat and nodded his thanks. Griff then took a heavy step upstairs. It was not until he closed his door that his eyes regained their clarity. Open the dark grid on the wall, take out a radio station, and open the codebook on the table. Griff, the "poison" which has been buried in Britain for more than ten years, has sent out an important intelligence today.