"No no no!"
Churchill stood up after a few seconds and said that although he knew that Zhou Zhihan's suggestion could definitely anger Hitler and retaliate against London, England, if he ordered the British bombers to do this, he would most likely be reviled by future generations, and even more so. The main thing is that such an unknown practice will not only fail to attract sympathy from the international community, but may also attract criticism.
Just a few days ago, the British Air Force had been dropping leaflets over Germany. The leaflets warned: "The war started by Hitler will continue. It will last as long as Hitler lives. If the German people do not want world peace, war will Will fight forever!"
Dropping leaflets over Berlin and dropping bombs are two completely different things.
Zhou Zhihan didn't say anything. You, Churchill, were afraid of being condemned and reviled. Aren't I afraid? Although the two German pilots who dropped bombs over London are on the trajectory of history, who will ensure that the conversation between the five people today is not leaked?
When the time comes, when people blame me for the Luftwaffe dropping bombs over London, who am I going to find to reason with.
According to news after World War II, the bombs dropped by the German Air Force that night caused many casualties. This crime can completely send people to hell.
Although it is said that without me, Zhou Zhihan, the course of World War II would not have changed, and the Germans would still have dropped bombs over London.
"Colonel Zhou, tell me your next plan!" Churchill directly rejected Zhou Zhihan's plan, although he thought it was a very good plan.
The veteran Air Force Minister suddenly said: "Colonel Zhou, are you worried that you will be condemned by future generations if you use a trick to let the Germans drop bombs over London?"
How smart Churchill was, he immediately understood the meaning of the Air Force Minister. He glanced at the four people: "No one is allowed to say a word about the conversation between the five of us today. After leaving this door, everyone must carry out today's conversation." Into the coffin. We must swear an oath in the name of God that anyone who leaks today's conversation will sink into hell and be with the devil forever."
After hearing the Prime Minister swear like this, the Air Force Secretary, General Hugh Dowding, Major General Parker and Zhou Zhihan also swore one by one that after leaving this door, all the conversations between the five people in this room will be carried into the coffin.
For the sake of victory and the country, these five people talked in secret here, and the decisions they made were understandable.
Churchill, Archibald Sinclair, Hugh Dowding, and Parker all worked for Britain.
Zhou Zhihan is for China!
After everyone has made their vows.
Zhou Zhihan said: "I have a plan that may be able to force the Germans to drop bombs on London without knowing it."
Churchill and the other four people looked at Zhou Zhihan at the same time, as if they were looking at a savior. The air force colonel in front of them had never let them down.
Zhou Zhihan frowned, lowered his head and fell into deep thought. After nearly a minute, he raised his head and said, "This plan requires time to plan carefully. I can't do it in such a short time now. I need time."
General Hugh Dowding said: "From now on, Colonel Zhou no longer has to personally guide the students to fly. When the plan is ready, we will be informed at any time and then implemented immediately."
After saying that, General Hugh Dowding looked at Zhou Zhihan and let out a long breath: "We can't hold on any longer."
"Colonel Zhou!" the Air Force Minister said, looking at Churchill, and then continued, "The 24 fighter jets that assisted China last time are on their way to China. After this crisis is resolved, I will apply to Mr. Prime Minister for free assistance. 24 state-of-the-art Spitfire and Hurricane fighter jets to China."
Zhou Zhihan was excited inside, but his face was still frowning, making the four of them think that the plan he was conceiving was very difficult.
Churchill went on to say: "If this crisis in Britain can be resolved, the British Empire will definitely provide all possible support to our allies. Of course... With all due respect, Mr. Colonel, these support for China can only be based on the British Empire On the basis of being able to win this war, otherwise it will be empty talk.”
"Colonel Zhou!" the Air Force Minister said a little apologetically, "Last time I promised to support China with 24 brand-new fighter jets, which was not fully fulfilled because only half of the fighter jets were brand-new. I hope you can understand. You also know that Tun The Battle of Kirk has just ended, and the country is in short supply of fighter jets, so I have done my best to assist China's 24 fighter jets."
Zhou Zhihan knew that the Air Force Minister had indeed tried his best to assist Chinese fighter jets: "On behalf of the Chinese people, I would like to thank the British Empire for being able to lend a helping hand in China's most critical moment, so I will definitely do my best to defend the United Kingdom."
Churchill and the others liked to hear what he said, and were reassured. Zhou Zhihan was a sensible man. If he could help the British Empire win this war, the empire's support for its allies would be unambiguous.
Zhou Zhihan frowned and continued to lie: "But I have a request!"
Churchill said: "Speak!"
Zhou Zhihan said: "When this plan matures and needs to be implemented, all air forces and ground artillery must obey my orders."
Churchill sat up from the back of the chair, leaned his upper body forward, and looked at Zhou Zhihan: "When the plan is implemented, the sea, land and air forces will be under your command!"
Before dusk, Zhou Zhihan returned to the Allied Regiment at Brighton Military Base.
Brighton is a small airport and has been bombed by the German Air Force more than a dozen times. Fortunately, Zhou Zhihan and the others live far away from the airport and have not been bombed. For now, the main air force of the German Air Force The targets are military bases and airports, radars, military equipment, and factories across the UK. They do not have the time to bomb civilian houses.
Zhou Zhihan first went to the hidden temporary hospital to look for Karen. He had not seen Karen for almost a week. He had been busy from early morning to late night in the past few days. Sometimes Karen was not there when he called, and sometimes he was not there when Karen called.
well!
It’s impossible not to have a mobile phone.
Fias Christelle, who was visiting the wounded, looked through the window and saw Zhou Zhihan walking over. His clothes were wrinkled and he looked exhausted. She couldn't help but feel sad. She walked out of the ward and greeted him with a smile, and then her plump and sexy lips He frowned and wrinkled his nose: "How long has it been since you took a shower and changed clothes? You stink so much!"
Although this man already has a crush on him, liking someone doesn't mean that he will forget it right away, not to mention that this man is still hanging around in front of his eyes every day.
Zhou Zhihan shook his head, then sniffed himself: "Men all stink, how can we call them men if they don't stink? Oh, by the way, have you seen Karen?"
"Tch! I really don't know what Karen likes about you." Fias Christelle covered her nose in feigned disgust, "Smelly man! Karen went home the day before yesterday, and she was worried about her family going back to see you. Maybe I’ll be back tonight.”
"It looks like I'm back at the right time." Zhou Zhihan said and walked towards the ward to visit the injured pilot.
Fias Christelle rolled her eyes and followed, muttering to herself: "It's just the right time to come back... Tsk... the stinky man is not exhausted yet..."
"Oh, that's right!" Fias Christelle caught up with him in a few steps and stood side by side with him, using a slightly mocking tone, "The great reporter you made famous, Julia Kristeva, is also here. We are interviewing the wounded next door, would you like to go over and take a look?"
Before Zhou Zhihan entered the ward, he heard the painful groans of the wounded coming from the room.
Walking into the ward, Zhou Zhihan's heart tightened. This ward was full of burn victims. Most of them were rookie pilots. They were all young, in their early teens, and many of them participated with the passion to protect their homeland and country. The Air Force flew into the sky as soon as they learned how to fly a plane without any experience. After the fighter plane was hit, they panicked and did not know how to save themselves. They did not know under what circumstances they should abandon the plane and parachute immediately. Until their teammates saw it, they loudly reminded them that it was time to jump out again. Got burned.
Looking at these young British pilots, Zhou Zhihan seemed to see the immature faces of those young Chinese pilots during the Battle of Songhu.
Many times, he wanted to forget the familiar faces who died fighting for China's freedom, but those faces would always appear suddenly and inadvertently, making his heart ache, and he couldn't help but moisten the corners of his eyes...
When she came to the next ward, Julia Kristeva had just finished interviewing the wounded. When she saw Zhou Zhihan coming in, she was secretly happy, and there was a flash of unknown tenderness in her eyes.
After inspecting the ward, Zhou Zhihan went back and took a shower. He had been flying with new pilots almost day and night these days. His clothes had not been changed for several days and were wrinkled.
After taking a shower and putting on clean clothes, Zhou Zhihan called the Cullen family again. However, due to the German bombing, the communication system was greatly damaged and the call could not be reached, which made him very anxious.
Before eating, Julia Kristeva had written the manuscript for tomorrow morning and handed it to her assistant Marie to report to the agency soon. When she reported it tomorrow morning, she said she would go back later and interview the No. 1 ace of the Allied Forces again.
After a brief interview with Zhou Zhihan, Kristeva invited him and Fias Christelle to have a drink together.
Fias Christelle said she had some important things to do, and then went to the airport restaurant to eat.
Too tired these days, sitting in a dark bar, facing the considerate Kristeva, Zhou Zhihan drank a little too much without realizing it, so he thought of Ren Yunge, Yan Haiwen, Shen Chonghai, etc. who died fighting for the country. People are sentimental in their hearts, and when they drink deeply, they become even more melancholy.
When leaving the bar, Zhou Zhihan walked unsteadily and appeared drunk. The driver and Kristeva put him in the car one by one and took him home.
He didn't know how long he had slept, maybe not long, or maybe it was almost late at night. Zhou Zhihan, who was sleeping soundly, seemed to hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom.
It's Karen who's back.
Zhou Zhihan's eyelids were heavy and he wanted to get up, but his hands and feet wouldn't obey him, so he fell asleep again.
After a while, Zhou Zhihan felt someone sitting beside the bed, and then gently got on the bed. The familiar smell of soap came from beside him, and then a soft body hugged him in the darkness.
"Karen..."
Zhou Zhihan turned around and hugged her, whispering softly.
That soft and hot body responded with tenderness...
