In a pub in London, old man Griff is drinking with two officers of the British navy. The whole of London is short of goods and materials, but there are plenty of good wine and good food for the bar owners with wide access.
"I heard the Germans landed?" The old man shook his glass and said to his friend, the submarine captain the other day: "the world is not peaceful..."
"A few days ago, I was ordered to go out to sea to sneak attack on German transport routes. As a result, I was chased by destroyers, but I didn't come back." The captain of the submarine sighed, with a trace of discontent and resentment, said: "not everyone can have the good luck of Odin."
"The situation on the front side is very bad. Some important information has been rushed to Liverpool. It is said that it will be arranged to go on board and be transported to Canada." The officer in charge of Technology said: "the king ordered 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 has been put into effect?" Asked the old man, Griff, narrowing his eyes.
"Yes, the king and the prime minister ordered the implementation of the" silent mourning "plan to rush all war resources to Canada, including materials and technicians, drawings, scholars, art works and gold."
"It's really all... I don't want to beat the Germans, but the escape plan is carried out so fast." The submarine captain was obviously not satisfied with the above arrangement, and this cowardly escape behavior made him despise.
The technical officer spread out his hand 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 situation."
What else can we do? Some of the British royal family have fled to Canada, and some are preparing to go to the Indian Ocean - only his Majesty's immediate family members often attend public activities in Britain. They have more than once expressed their desire to live with the British mainland, but few people can know that the British royal family will eventually take a submarine to Canada for refuge.
The war is expanding. The British garrison in North Africa is attacking the Italian forces and the North African colonies controlled by Vichy's French government. However, another French North African force under Charles de Gaulle is ordered to join the British camp. Two forces belonging to different French governments are fighting on the African battlefield, and the fighting in North Africa is hot for a while.
Turkey is continuously sending more troops to the Middle East. Although it is still not fully prepared for the war and has not made up its mind to board the German ship, as a regional leader in the Middle East, Turkey's every move still makes the British garrison in the Middle East oil region jump.
On the Chinese battlefield, Japan still remained unmoved by the Soviet Union. However, with the cooperation of the Navy and air force, its ground forces captured Guangzhou in China and confronted the British garrison in Hong Kong. What surprised the British people was that Japan landed in Vietnam and declared the French colony officially independent.
"Is the royal family really going to run away like this?" Mr. Griff didn't seem to believe that British leaders would give up the three islands easily.
"What else can we do? Ireland and the German government have already reached a consensus on part of the cooperation. Naturally, we will not give up in the northern mountainous areas, but there is no specific plan for how to stick to it. " After a sip of wine, the technical officer sighed and said, "we don't want to retreat, but I heard that the Germans have occupied Norwich..."
"What? Norwich lost it? " Griff was shocked and begged to the submarine commander on the other side: "can you arrange a boat to Canada? I'm going to sell some assets these days and open a small bar there.... "
"There are ships, and it's not difficult for you to follow up and go to Canada... But you don't know that the activities of German submarines are very rampant on the route recently. I'm worried about your old safety..." the submarine officer thought about it and replied.
"I can pay a lot of money, but if I can't, warship?" Mr. Griff is a rich man, so he looks more greedy.
"Look what you said, I heard that you know the Navy personnel department... Could you please help me to set up a line, talk for me, and let me go to Canada with my family... I heard that there is also a need for submarines over there." At ordinary times, he looked honest, but with a patriotic and stubborn submarine captain, he said a soft word that made the technical officer almost spray water.
"That's no problem. I'll leave in your submarine with VICH. Isn't that a big problem?" Griff patted the technical officer on the shoulder and said, "we've been friends for ten years. But for little John... "
"Don't say it. It's a great honor for him to die in the face of the national crisis. Here's to little John!" Three men raised their glasses to the destroyer captain. The destroyer commander, John Jr., died in the North Atlantic two days ago. He was sunk by a German submarine at night and disappeared in the cold water with his warship.
Just as the three of them raised their glasses to drink together, another corporal named John from London air defense headquarters was sitting on his mattress in the shelter where he lived, dazed by two grenades.
This is a self-defense weapon issued by the London defense command to the citizens of London, but as everyone knows, these weapons are not so much used for self-defense as they are used to die with the German aggressors. It's just that John can't understand why they and the Germans have come to such an endless situation. Isn't it said in the convention that civilians have the right to be protected? You can hear someone sobbing, after all, not all people are willing to die. John didn't know what other people thought, so he couldn't understand why his majesty didn't have the intention of peace talks. Is it possible for Britain to win the war as it is now? London is almost in ruins. It is said that the German army has landed near Norwich. Even if they win the war, the British may have nothing left in the end. Why should this situation continue? John didn't know and didn't want to know“ If, I mean, if the Germans hit London, you must live with your children! It's enough for me to die alone. It's no different for me to die alone for the sake of my country and my family... "John looked at his emaciated wife and whispered," you're going to help us raise our children, understand? " His wife did not speak, just quietly wipe tears, not far away, Mrs. Mary is holding her husband in tears, the whole air raid shelter in a sad atmosphere. Because of the weather these days, and because the German Air Force bombed Norwich a few days ago and concentrated its forces, London has not been visited by bombers. However, this city is no different from the ruins, so living in the basement and air raid shelter is no different from living in the ruins on the ground. John covered the sleeping children with quilts, and then gently kissed the two little guys on the forehead. He got up and walked to the aisle outside Mrs. Mary's house. His officer who was close to him looked at him coming, nodded and comforted Mrs. Mary. Then he put the two grenades Mrs. Mary had assigned on the pillow and got up and went out with John“ I'm trying to send my son to Canada... "The officer lit a cigarette, but he didn't shy away from it. John said directly," it depends on the past few days if things can be successful... I'm so capable that I can't take it to your family. "“ Thank you... "John also knows that not all things can be settled by his own backer. He has been able to live a less miserable life in the period when London was bombed. He has already relied on his benefactor. So he knew how to be grateful and nodded his thanks“ It's really nice to meet you at such a bad time. " The officer stretched out his hand and shook John's: "I submitted a report today and promoted you to sergeant. Help me take good care of my wife these days. I will try my best to help you get a position. At least one of your children will go aboard with Mary."“ thank you! Thank you for your help John immediately felt a glimmer of hope. He laughed and said thank you. His eyes were full of tears: "if your majesty asks me to be loyal to England, I can die, but my children and my wife should not be responsible for the war, they should be able to live..." the officer sighed: "truth, it is that truth, But who will reason with us, the officials and the Germans? " As he said, he pointed to the ruins in the distance: "in such a big London, as long as there are hundreds of idiots who feel that they are patriotic and can die with the Germans, as long as they pull the grenade and cause casualties to the German army, do you think the Germans will let the rest of the British go? They will only shoot and kill everything they think is dangerous, and force other Britons to pull grenades... This is a vicious cycle until one of them dies. "“ My God... "This time, the short-sighted John knew what kind of death he was facing. Those vicious officials, the so-called British elites, used such a way to let the common people who deeply loved the British Empire get influenza blood, just to let them win an illusory" victory "“ Victory? Win In his heart, John cursed.