Chapter 823

"Baby, you're doing great!" After taking pictures on Bergman's PP, Li Zitao walked to the swimming pool contentedly and dived into the water with a beautiful forward jump.

Playing a good husband and father at home for a long time made him not relax and indulge in this way for a long time.

Enjoying the air of "freedom" again, li felt that all the cells in his body were alive.

Come in because of the war, his spirit has been in a tense state.

Now, Dunkirk is happening. What will happen next has become a foregone conclusion. The overall trend of World War II will still be carried out according to Li Zitao's memory.

So he has nothing to worry about. The United States will stay away from the war, and his arms industry will be fully motivated to ensure order production.

If there is anything that has upset him recently, apart from the troubles caused by Joanna, it is only the export price of arms.

Because the United States is determined to support its allies, it secretly warned all arms companies that the interests of all should not exceed 15%.

Li Zitao can be sure that no one will ask for trouble now, because both the allies and the United States need more weapons and equipment.

However, settling accounts after autumn is not the only thing that easterners can do. Lao Mei is more rude and straightforward when playing this game, and is also more ruthless and cruel.

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10 Downing Street, London.

This is the centre of power in Britain, the real centre.

Buckingham Palace is just a matter of face. This is the place where Britain's huge machine works and sends the highest instructions.

Churchill, Prime Minister of the wartime cabinet, is no longer young, energetic, but wiser, and is contemplating.

His face was full of gloom, with heavy worry and uneasiness.

The British and French allied forces were besieged on the other side of the Strait, where there were all the professional military forces of Britain, which was the foundation of Britain and the hope of victory in the future.

Without them, the British army would be a total annihilation, so they had to find a way to get these people down.

But Churchill was embarrassed by what to do next?

Their army is in constant retreat, they are facing the darkest moment, and at home...

there are his old opponents and political enemies in the cabinet, who are constantly looking for trouble.

They constantly forced themselves to choose peace talks, let Italy mediate, alarmist, no hope of future war.

At this time, Churchill thought of his pen pal, Roosevelt, who had already made deep feelings before he became prime minister.

"How are you, Mr. President?" In a room less than three square meters, Churchill dialed the telephone on the other side of the ocean.

He wanted to borrow 50 old battleships from America to save the besieged soldiers, his country and everything he believed in.

But to his disappointment, President Roosevelt refused his request, even though he had made clear the terrible situation Europe was facing.

At this time, Europe is in danger. If they can't get help from outside, they will eventually fail.

The cold sweat fell from Churchill's forehead. This bad old man, who was somewhat irritable, lustful and alcoholic, had never had such a moment of fear.

Pressure, infinite pressure, he's almost out of breath.

Whether it comes from outside, or from within his party or government, the hope he can see is increasingly dim.

"Gather ships, take all ships, anything that floats on the sea, all... Send them across the Strait, withdraw our troops."

Churchill can only put his hope on himself and bear all the pressure.

They want to fight and resist. Peace is never achieved by negotiation. But in his heart, Churchill inevitably wavered.

If they really can't win, where will he take Britain?

At this time, no one can believe in anything. Originally Churchill was firm, but his confidence is being destroyed by his own people.

May, it all starts in May.

After another frustrating and exhausting cabinet meeting, Churchill sat in his study all night.

It's just what he thinks. In fact, when his wife pushes the door in, it's only midnight.

"Honey, you have guests. Visitors are here." Mrs. Churchill turned on the light and stroked her husband's old face with some old hands.

He looked so haggard, as if he put the burden and pressure of the world on his shoulders.

"I'm... I'm not in the mood... I'm not... Seeing any guests." Churchill also had a severe stuttering, and the pressure weakened his old self-control.

"Who is it?" After that, Churchill was somewhat curious about the visitors.

"Your Majesty." Seeing him pick up his spirits, Mrs. Churchill turned and walked to the door."Your Majesty?" Churchill was still a little confused. After a long time of meditation, he recovered completely. He murmured, "of course, our majesty."

"Churchill, I'm sorry to disturb me so late, but in fact, your wife, thinks it's the right time tonight." George VI came in through the door.

"When, of course, yes, would you like a drink?" It was Churchill's way of expressing intimacy, and it was important for him to have a drink.

"I met a lot of people tonight And the gentleman next to me. " Said George VI to the people next to him.

It was not until then that Churchill saw that there was a man standing beside his majesty, and that he was no stranger to that face.

"Charles Marquis Lee It's a pleasure to meet you at this time Churchill's expression was like a roller coaster with a bright light in the dark.

Charlie Lee, the American super rich, energy tycoon, real estate developer, arms giant, food and medicine giant, the most successful Chinese in Europe, America and even the world.

"I am equally honored, your excellency." Li Zitao took off his hat and said with a smile on his shoulder.

"Gentlemen, let's sit down and talk about it." Seeing Churchill's grip on his hand, George VI had to cut in.

"Oh, yes, would you like a drink?" Churchill is here again.

"No, there are more important things waiting for us to do." Li Zitao sat next to George VI, smiling and waving his hand.

"Mr. Churchill, my wartime cabinet prime minister, heard that the possibility of peace talks was greatly increased." George VI took the lead in speaking.

"The wartime cabinet drafted a letter to Mussolini asking him to act as our intermediary for peace talks with the dwarfs." Churchill's voice was a little hoarse.

These days, the huge pressure, in vain to come to the door, but also with Li Zitao's attitude of George VI, let him a little confused.

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