Four Hundred and Thirty Three Big People and Small People

In a small bar in London, the old man Greve is drinking with two officers of the British Navy. △￠Supplies in the whole of London are scarce now, but here, the bar owner with a relatively wide door, there is still a sufficient supply of fine wine and food.

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

"A few days ago, I was ordered to go out to sea to attack the German transport route, but I was chased and killed by a destroyer, so I couldn't come back." The captain of the submarine sighed, and said with a trace of dissatisfaction and resentment: "Not everyone can have Good luck like the Odin."

"The situation on the front line is very bad. Some important materials have been rushed to Liverpool. I heard that they will arrange to board the ship and ship them to Canada." The officer in charge of technology said: "The king ordered that all scientists and technicians Personnel must report to the government and be ready to leave here at any time."

"The plan you mentioned a few days ago has been implemented?" the old man Greif narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Yes, the king and the prime minister ordered the implementation of the 'silent mourning' plan to rush all war resources to Canada, including supplies and technical personnel, blueprints, art and gold."

"The things are really complete... I don't want to think about how to defeat the Germans, but the escape plan is implemented so quickly." The submarine captain was obviously very dissatisfied with the arrangement above, and he despised this cowardly escape behavior.

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 situation."

How else to deal with it? Part of the British royal family has already fled to Canada, and some are planning to go to the Indian Ocean—only the immediate family members of His Majesty the King often attend public events in the UK. They have expressed more than once that they want to live and die with the British mainland, but almost no one knows , the British royal family will eventually take a submarine and go to Canada for refuge.

The war is expanding, and the British garrison in North Africa is attacking Italian troops and the North African colonies controlled by the Vichy French government. However, another French North African force under Charles de Gaulle was ordered to join the British camp. The troops fought 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 preparations for the war are still insufficient, and they have not made up their minds to board the German thief ship, but as a local snake in the Middle East, Turkey's every move still makes Britain in the Middle East oil region The defenders were terrified.

On the battlefield in China, Japan remained on hold against the Soviet Union. However, with the cooperation of its navy and air force, its ground forces captured Guangzhou in China and confronted the British defenders in Hong Kong. What made the British even more frightened was that Japan landed in Vietnam. Declares the French colony officially independent.

"Is the British royal family really planning to escape like this?" Master Greif didn't seem to believe that the British leaders would easily abandon the British Isles.

"Otherwise, what else can we do? Ireland has already flirted with the German government, and it seems that a consensus has been reached on some cooperation. Naturally, we will not give up easily in the northern mountainous area, but there is no specific plan for how to stick to it." The technical officer shouted. After taking a sip of fine wine, he sighed and said, "We don't want to retreat either, but I heard that the Germans have occupied Norwich..."

"What? Norwich is lost?" Greif was shocked, and quickly begged the submarine commander on the other side: "Brother...can you arrange a ship to Canada? I'm selling some assets these days. Open a small bar over there..."

"There is a ship, and it is not difficult for you to follow it. It is not difficult to get to Canada... But you don't know, the activities of German submarines on the route are very rampant recently. I am worried about your safety..." The submarine officer thought for a while replied.

"I can pay a lot of money, if not, a warship?" Master Greif was a rich man, so he seemed even more greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Look at what you said, I heard that you know the personnel department of the Navy... Could you please help me to set up a line and talk to me, so that I can go to Canada with my family... I heard that submarines are also needed there "Usually the submarine captain seemed honest and patriotic, but he said something so soft that the technical officer almost sprayed water.

"That's no problem, when the time comes, Vicki and I will leave in your submarine...isn't that a big problem?" Greif patted the technical officer on the shoulder and said, "We've been friends for ten years, and neither of us will leave." Who is not to blame. If it weren't for Little John..."

"Stop talking, it's an honor for him to sacrifice his life in the face of a national crisis. Toast John!" He raised his glass and toasted the destroyer captain. The destroyer commander named Little John died in the North Atlantic two days ago, was sunk by a German submarine at night, and disappeared into the icy waters together with his warship.

And while the individuals were toasting and drinking together, another corporal named John, a corporal of the London Air Defense Command, was sitting on the mattress in the air-raid shelter where his home was located, staring at two grenades in a daze.

This is a self-defense weapon issued by the London Defense Command to the citizens of London, but everyone knows that these weapons are not so much used for self-defense as they are used to kill the German invaders. It's just that John can't understand why they and the Germans have reached such a point of death. Doesn't the convention say that civilians have the right to be protected?

The sound of someone sobbing can be vaguely heard. After all, not all people are willing to die for no reason. John didn't know what others thought, so he couldn't figure out why His Majesty the King didn't intend to talk about peace until now. Could it be said that the war has reached its current state, is it possible for Britain to win?

London is almost in ruins. I heard that the German army has landed near Norwich. Presumably even if the war is won, the British may have nothing left in the end. Why should the fight continue in this situation? John didn't know and didn't want to know.

"If, I mean if, the Germans hit London, you must live with the children! It is enough for me to die alone. I die alone for the country and my family. It's nothing Two different..." Looking at his emaciated wife, John whispered, "You want to help us raise our children, understand?"

His wife didn't speak, but just wiped her tears silently. Not far away, Mary was crying with her husband in her arms, and the whole air-raid shelter was filled with a sad atmosphere.

These days, because of the weather, and because the Luftwaffe had concentrated its forces to cover the bombing of Norwich a few days ago, London was not visited by bombers. Living in ruins on the ground doesn't make any difference either.

John covered the sleeping child with a quilt, then gently kissed the foreheads of the two little ones, got up and walked to the aisle outside Mary's house, his backer officer watched him coming, nodded and comforted Mary , and then put the two hand grenades that Mary had distributed on the side of the pillow, got up and went out with John.

"I'm trying to find a way to send my son to Canada..." The officer lit a cigarette, and didn't shy away from John, and said directly, "Whether the matter will be successful or not depends on the past few days... I'm only as capable as I am." , there is no way to take your family with you."

"Thank you..." John also knew that not all things could be settled by his backer. He was able to live a less bleak life during the bombing of London, thanks to this benefactor. So he knew how to be grateful and nodded his thanks.

"I'm really glad to meet you at such a bad time." The officer stretched out his palm and shook John's palm: "I submitted a report today and promoted you to sergeant, Help me take care of my wife these days, and I will try my best to get you a place, and let at least one of your children go on board with Mary."

"Thank you! Thank you for your help!" John immediately felt a glimmer of hope. He thanked with a smile, and his eyes filled with tears: "If His Majesty the King asks me to be loyal to England, I can 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 is indeed the truth, but who will reason with us from the officials above and the Germans?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the ruins in the distance: "In such a huge London, as long as there are a few idiots who think that they are patriotic and can perish with the Germans, as long as they detonate grenades and cause casualties to the German army, do you think the Germans will still die?" Spare the rest of the British? They will just shoot and kill anyone they think is dangerous, forcing the other British to fire grenades... This is a vicious cycle until one of them dies."

"My God..." The short-sighted John knew what kind of dead end he was facing this time. Those vicious officials, those so-called British elites, used such a method to make his beloved The common people of the British Empire had blood flu, just to let them win an illusory "victory".

"Victory? Victory!" John cursed fiercely in his heart.