Four Hundred and Thirty-Nine Sentient Beings
These days, the people of London can be said to be in a mess. Those who have doors are trying to find a way to leave the city and flee to the countryside. A lot of rich people are fleeing up north, a lot of people are on their way to Liverpool, where they hope to get a ticket, a ticket to Canada.
This kind of escape is similar to smuggling, because the British military clearly prohibits British civilians from fleeing abroad, but since only some capable people can escape to Liverpool, there are not many people who care about those so-called bans.
American ships will never send ordinary people to the United States or Canada, because the U.S. government absolutely does not want to see the British establish an "empire on which the sun never sets" in the northern part of the United States, thus breaking the geographical advantage of the United States. However, Americans are still happy to see some capable Britons going to the United States. They welcome Britons with senior technician certificates or real talents to go to the United States to become American citizens.
In fact, the American industry has not been able to recover from the 30 years of the economic crisis. First, a large number of talents and strategic materials were taken away by Germany with large-scale and ultra-low means. Later, it was forced to transfuse British blood and affected the United States. industrial development. Even so, the United States is still recovering its industrial potential as a powerful country with the world's largest power.
Accardo wants to kill Britain before the United States really wakes up. Didn't Roosevelt want to use Britain to hold Germany back so that the United States can rise with peace of mind? The two giants are desperately fighting for time, but they are grabbing the territory of another country. As British, they finally understand the feelings of the Chinese in the Russo-Japanese War. This is really a feng shui turn, who said it's not a present report?
The fleeing British people piled up on the streets, because London was guarded by British troops in all directions, so the whole city seemed overcrowded. John walked on the street that hadn't been so lively for a long time, looking at all kinds of people around him with eyes that lost his soul like a wandering ghost.
What the backer officer said to him a few days ago has always been buried in his heart, and he has never mentioned it to his wife. He doesn't know which child he will choose to leave the UK if this thing really succeeds, and he doesn't know. Knowing that if one child is chosen to leave with Mary, the remaining one will die in the ensuing war.
Sometimes things are so cruel. Although John loves every child deeply, John has to make the best choice before things come. He didn't know who to choose, and he didn't know if the other would feel that he didn't love him enough.
These days, the Luftwaffe's bombing of London has almost stopped, and the occasional visits are just a symbolic drop of a few bombs. Therefore, as the coordinating officer of air defense and disaster relief, John's work has not been busy recently. He has a lot of time in a daze, and also has a lot of time to think about things that he must think clearly.
"Hey! John!" The signal soldier on a motorcycle saw him wandering in the street, shouted, and leaned up on his motorcycle: "Why does he have such an expression? Could it be that he was transferred to the front line? gone?"
"No,
Still old job, how about you? Isn't there a grandfather who is an official? Why didn't you leave? "John touched his pocket with a smile, took out a shriveled cigarette case, and found that there was only one cigarette in it, so he had to take it out and hand it to the young signal soldier.
The messenger took out his cigarette and threw the whole pack to John, then took the slightly bent cigarette from John's hand and put it in his mouth: "Leave in a few days, go to Liverpool! Don't think that I It's such a beautiful walk, once I leave like this, my grandpa will die on the battlefield, sometimes I feel that those bastards are really a bunch of bitches, why don't they talk about peace?"
"Don't be dissatisfied, at least you can go to Canada for a while, and maybe you can come back." John smiled and lit a cigarette, and said helplessly: "If you still complain, why don't we little people live?"
The young signal soldier took a puff on his cigarette, narrowed his eyes and sighed: "I also have my circle. Some of my friends who drank together went to a concentration camp in Dunkirk, and some died in Norwich." , I personally sent the letter of condolence yesterday. I am the only one left, and I went to Canada to spend my days alone. Do you think it is so easy to fool around?"
"I have two children in my family, a boy and a girl... I'm just a little boy, I'm so capable... I can only walk one." The man with a weathered face was smoking a cigarette, and there seemed to be something in his eyes.
"..." The communication soldier was stunned for a moment, then he was in a daze for a long time, and finally he smiled bitterly: "I always thought that I was already unsatisfactory, but I didn't expect that everyone has their own sorrows. Let's not talk about it, let's get to know each other once, All the things in the car are given to you. Don’t be stingy these days, give the child something good to eat. "
While talking, the young messenger handed the little bread left in the car to John: "I'm not a good person. To be honest, if you eat more, others will be hungry, but I don't know those people. So just take it easy.”
John didn't say thank you, but just took the bread, and then patted the shoulder of the young signal soldier: "When you get to Canada, live well. If you don't have to die this time, I'll go over there to see you if I have a chance."
"Okay! If you can't go. I'll come back to see you...to see my grandfather..." The young signal soldier nodded and agreed: "When the war is over, let's open a bakery together! Just sell bread! Let the people around , no one can go hungry!"
"Okay!" John watched the young man leave, glanced at the large bag of bread in his hand, took out some, and stuffed it to a toddling old woman who was walking towards him, and walked away quickly, regardless of the old woman's thanks and crying.
And not long after he left, a man with a hurried expression walked across the street, and then stood in an alley not far away, staring blankly at a window across the street with his hands in his pockets. Soon there was a flash of fire in the quiet window, and then all the glass shattered, emitting dazzling fire and billowing smoke, and then there was a deafening explosion.
Seeing the explosion, the strangely behaving man turned away from the street, which was blaring with sirens, screams and cries. Then at the intersection at the end of the street, a few men with the same look gathered together and disappeared into the vast crowd. After a while, several violent explosions occurred in the whole street. After ruling out the possibility of bombing, The British characterized these incidents as vandalism.
However, no one knows whether these people themselves rang the grenades distributed to them by the government, or whether Germans infiltrated London to carry out terrorist attacks. Now the German tanks are tens of kilometers away, and no one cares about whether a few German spies have been mixed in.
These people are German special forces who sneaked into London to carry out early destruction. Although they don't carry many weapons, there are now many arms left in the whole of London, so they are really at ease here. Just going into the homes of civilians and killing a few old men, and then using candles, books, thin wires and grenades to make a simple timing device and leave, for these German special forces, it is so simple that it is not even training.
The two of them worked in a small group. Although there were only 60 people in total, they could simultaneously cause 30 explosions in the huge city of London. This can be said to be a natural battlefield for special forces, and it can also be said to be a natural special zone for terrorist attacks. Those hand grenades distributed to civilians have become a nightmare for civilians in London before they start to pose a threat to German soldiers.
At first, some people thought that they could find these German soldiers who had sneaked into London by identifying strangers, but soon they found that this was an almost impossible task. Strangers I know, even if the army goes to the streets to investigate, these German special forces can escape the investigation in many empty houses without owners.
Moreover, in a siege operation on March 1, a German special soldier who happened to be killed had elaborately crafted forged documents and a large number of British pound banknotes, which made people have no doubt about the clever move of these enemies sneaking into London at this moment . They used a way of fighting that cost so little that it could be ignored, which severely damaged the morale of the British military and civilians guarding London. Later, these German special forces even accumulated grenades, and then secretly acted at night, throwing more than a dozen grenades into the opening of the air-raid shelter in one breath, making the refugees in the air-raid shelter who were unable to attack due to the large number of people become panic-stricken birds all day long.
The air-raid shelter where John's family was located was attacked by a soldier of the German special forces with a grenade. Fortunately, John's family and Mary lived on the inner side, so luckily no one was injured. John was forced to organize a few people to patrol the entrance of the air-raid shelter to stop all strangers who tried to approach the air-raid shelter, and this was barely ensuring the safety of his air-raid shelter.
However, when this method gradually became popular, the German special forces also began to organize targeted operations. They no longer attacked the air-raid shelters, but went to look for lonely residents to attack, which caused headaches for British civilians and London defenders.
Until the end, the London City Defense Command ordered that the residents should be concentrated in the prescribed residences as much as possible, and that they were not allowed to go out and move without permission. The army patrolled the streets, which made the situation slightly better. However, as the German army approached London However, more and more British civilians are fleeing, and the military's ban is becoming more and more useless.