Battle of the Third Reich

This is an ancient fortress. For a long time, especially during the Tudor dynasty, people did not even dare to talk about this place at random. The color of the aristocracy was changed, the civilians were frightened, and the **** reputation of this place was far away. Beyond the Bastille prison on the other side, few aristocrats who had been fortunately kept in this fortress went out alive. ⊙ Hundreds of British nobles have been executed here, including two queens and a queen, although the nine-day Queen Englishman has so far denied it and only gave the title of a county master.

As a medieval fortress, the fortifications here are perfect. A series of defensive towers and bastions are divided into two inner and outer defensive circles. Without artillery assistance, it is impossible to capture this place. The only time the Tower of London fell in history was in the famous Taylor peasant uprising in British history, which was completed by 20,000 Kent farmers who were rushed by the heavy head tax. In fact, the guard of the Tower of London did not make At any hindrance, they watched the mob rush into the fortified fortress, and let the farmers drag the culprit in their minds to the archbishop of Canterbury at that time. Later generations of British historians agreed that the bishop was betrayed by King Charles II. It was he who ordered the guards of the Tower of London to renounce resistance. The poor bishop, along with the Chancellor of the Treasury and several lords, became this The greedy and deceitful king threw a scapegoat to appease the peasants.

Xu Jun’s convoy is now on the path of the British farmer entering the fortress, passing through the passage of the central tower, passing through the city gate beside the famous blood tower, and the convoy went directly into the inner courtyard of the fortress. At this time, the surrounding defensive towers were already covered with German outposts, the outer walls were defended by army soldiers, and the inner city towers were filled with heavily armed SS soldiers. Xu Jun's guard flags scattered and stood in front of various buildings in the inner city. They cleared and sealed off the whole area, waiting for the head of empire with solemn expression.

Dougan took Stark and several British Gendarmerie officers and stood in front of the door of the central castle. When Xu Jun's car stopped, Stark quickly stepped forward and opened the door for the head of state. The first to get off was Mueller sitting on the right. Immediately in the front seat of Disenhofen, after determining the safety of the surroundings, Xu Jun slowly got out of the car. The German head of state greeted Dougan seriously, as for the few British military police officers. It didn't seem to enter his eyes at all.

In front of the lower British officials, the stronger and calmer he is, the easier it is to gain the awe and respect of these people. This is the discovery Xu Jun made during contact with British politicians during this time. The British in this era are at a strict level Growing up in order, the education he received from an early age is that grade is the cornerstone of social stability. The lower class must obey the strong and elite of the upper class, so every British child has a dream of success. One day, he can stand out and become the upper class who can rule others. The traditional British elite has never disdained approachability, and their ancestors have accumulated rich experience in ruling British civilians. One of them is that if an official shows humility and kindness in front of ordinary British people, he will be kicked by those rogues. On the face, those ignorant civilians will treat politeness as a sign of your incompetence and weakness.

"My head of state, please allow me to introduce you to this Jenkins major of the British Army Gendarmerie. The current person in charge of this fortress." Dougan respectfully bowed down and immediately introduced the British officers present to Xu Jun.

"Fortunately, Major Jenkins." Xu Jun nodded to Jenkins with a straight face.

"I'm honored to meet you, Your Excellency." Jenkins quickly stood up and bowed to Xu Jun with an English military salute with a flattered expression on his face.

"This is Lieutenant Brian who is responsible for guarding the prisoners, and Lieutenant Sean."

"Fortunately, Lieutenant."

"It's an honor to meet you, Your Excellency." The two gendarmerie stepped **** the right foot to salute Xu Jun.

"Do you want to take a break first? My head." Dogen asked aside.

"We are ready for the lounge and have afternoon tea and snacks."

"No. My time is limited, so let me take a look at the prisoner first. By the way, he should be called the former British Prime Minister. Mr. Churchill." Xu Jun said facelessly to Dougan.

"Follow your orders, Your Excellency." Dogen nodded vigorously, then turned to look at Jenkins.

"Major, is the meeting room arranged?"

"I'm ready. I'll send someone to take Churchill to the meeting room. Please wait a few minutes." Jenkins turned and gave instructions to his subordinates.

"I'll arrange it and notify me immediately, Dougan, you will accompany me to go there." Xu Jun took his marshal's cane from Disenhofen and pointed to a lawn not far away.

"Observe, there is the famous Green Tower, my head of state." Dougan is also the material that has just been wholesale from Jenkins.

"It turned out to be the Green Tower. I've seen the historical records of the Tower of London." Xu Jun gripped his cane under his arm and strode happily toward the lawn.

This area, known as the Green Tower, was simply a meadow at this time. Perhaps there was a tower-shaped building here before, but now there is only a square granite foundation. Some history records that the Green Tower is actually just one. This kind of metaphor means a wooden execution platform that stands on a green lawn. Some say that there was a building that was only demolished by a later monarch in a long history. This place is best known for the execution of women and high-ranking noble criminals. This is regarded as the last privilege enjoyed by those nobles, free from the humiliation of public execution, and ordinary criminals will be dragged outside the Tower of London Even the place of execution in central London was alive with his head cut off in abusive and onlookers by a bunch of lower-level civilians.

Xu Jun made several laps around the open space, imagining what kind of mood Henry VIII was in, standing here watching his two wives being chopped off by the executioner.

"My heads are all arranged, and it's time to go now." Just when Xu Jun wanted to change places, Stark trot all the way to report to Xu Jun.

"Lead the way, Captain."

"Follow your orders, please go here." Stark stood upright, and then turned to lead Xu Jun toward a large Gothic building next to the White Tower.

It was the famous Waterloo Building, originally a barracks for the garrison, and it was also a treasure trove of royal treasures. Most of the treasures were secretly transferred out after the war because of fear of being attacked by the German army. It was seized by the German navy in the Faroe Islands naval battle. The remaining ones also fell into the hands of the German occupation forces with the sale of the inner ghost.

Churchill was previously held in the sheriff's tower, which is on the east side of the inner wall. Because the guard office is next to this tower, it has always been used as a place to hold important criminals. Of course, Xu Jun couldn’t go to the prisoner’s cell to meet the other party. Neither status nor status allowed him to be condescended and degraded. So the British arranged a neat reception room in the Waterloo Building, where he will be. Meet the old enemy who has been familiar with each other but never met.

Standing in front of the door of the simple decorated red-brown room in the reception room. Xu Jun felt that his mood was very complicated. He desperately wanted to see the great prime minister who almost became a representative of the times in his original time and space, but also because of himself, history has completely changed, and the great man who once became He was imprisoned by a rank that was rejected by everyone.

"Open it."

Xu Jun handed the cane to his left hand and gave orders to Dougan. Under Dougan's eyes, Jenkins grabbed the key from the guard at the door, and stepped forward to unlock the lock.

"All of you are waiting outside the door, without my order. No one should be close." Xu Jun said to Dogen.

"I ask to accompany you in, my head." Dogen asked.

"Don't worry, he will not threaten me, and I have the ability to protect myself, you can rest assured."

Xu Jun took a deep breath, turned the door handle and pushed open the door, and then strode into the room. Before waiting for Dogen to step forward to see the scene in the room, Xu Jun closed the door quickly. The room was very neat and clean, and the waxed floor was polished to make people look good. There were no curtains hanging on the wooden lattice windows, and the afternoon sunlight was shining through a clear glass on a square table in the middle of the room. At this time, a man was sitting behind the square table, and the dazzling sunlight outlined a black outline. . Hid his face in the shadows.

"I know you will definitely be here today. I've been looking forward to this meeting, but I didn't expect that you would have dragged on for so long." Churchill looked up and looked at the German head of state standing at the door with a happy smile. .

"Please sit down, Reinhardt. Mr. von Stadt." The former British Prime Minister stood up. He spread his palms and made an invitation, with an attitude like a warm host.

"I'm sorry to come to see you so late, Mr. Churchill, there is a lot of work in your hand, you know, there are a lot of things that I need to deal with." Xu Jun smiled and nodded to Churchill, he took off his military cap and hung it on the door Then on the coat rack, he took his Field Marshal's cane and walked across to Churchill and sat down.

"Yes, it is true. You should be very busy. It must be very hard to deal with the greedy guys." Churchill laughed, and he touched the table with his palm.

"Sorry, there is nothing to entertain you here, they only give me a cup of afternoon tea every day."

"Ah, this sounds too bad." Xu Jun said with a smile. The two stared at each other for a while, then laughed out loud in unison.

"I brought a few cigars with me." Xu Jun took out several aluminum cigar tubes from his pocket. He arranged the cigars one by one and placed them on the table. Then he found Churchill's. Breathing has become a little quicker.

Xu Jun deliberately slowly unscrewed a cigar packaging tube, pulled out the cigar and placed it under his nose to sniff.

"Oh shit, Mr. Stad, you are not like a gentleman." Churchill shook his head and complained.

"Oh, Mr. Churchill, it looks like we are indeed the same kind of people." Xu Jun laughed and pushed a cigar towards Churchill.

"I'm always proud of my good gentleman style." Churchill unscrewed the lid quickly, poured out the cigar, and took a greedy breath.

"I'm leaving Britain tonight. The next time I will attend the signing ceremony of the peace treaty between the two countries." Xu Jun took out the match, lit a cigar for himself, and then handed the match to Churchill.

"You are the winner, you can do whatever you want." Churchill lit the cigar and took a deep breath.

"Since I came here, I have never smoked this again. God testified that these people actually said it was for my health. They might as well shoot me directly in the head."

"I have read the report, and your situation was really bad at the time." Xu Jun said with a smile.

"I know what I was like at that time, and now it's a nightmare in retrospect. It's extremely shameful." Churchill spit out smoke.

Compared with the violent dictator in the basement for half a month, Churchill is now a two-person judge, perhaps no longer needs to bear that terrible pressure, his body and spirit have been restored to a certain extent, although his appearance It still looks old and haggard, but it can be seen from his words and manners that he has recovered his humor and confidence.

"Want to know what's talked about in the contract?" Xu Jun asked.

"Don't say, I don't want to know anything. I only know that under my leadership, Britain has lost the victory that it deserves. Now I have to pay the due price for my mistakes." Churchill scratched his face and continued. .

"Remember that when I was just appointed Prime Minister of the British Empire, I personally said at the wartime cabinet preparatory meeting that as the leader of the wartime cabinet, I must be responsible for the victory or defeat of this war. If under my leadership The British Empire was unfortunately defeated in the war. As the person in charge, I must be sent to Tower Hill in London for beheading first. Now I am waiting to fulfill my promise." Churchill held a cigar and patted the table gently with his palm.

"Chamberlain and King George VI have asked me not to hold you accountable. At that time I agreed to their request. Some people must accept the liquidation of the winner after the war, but your destiny will come from your government and people. Decided that if they think you are guilty, they should also be executed by them. However, as far as I know, a unified opinion has been reached in the temporary cabinet, the ministers are unanimously opposed to the execution of you, and are more likely to imprison you for a period of time, Then find a suitable time to pardon."

"These people are not so kind, that's because it's more useful for this country to live than die." Churchill's face sneered.

"Have you considered working with us?" Xu Jun seemed to carelessly raise this question.

Churchill was stunned for a moment. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said with a smile: "I know what you want from me, Mr. Stadler."

"What about your answer?"

"You can get what you want, but what can I get." Churchill lowered his face and looked at Xu Jun with a serious expression.

"If you have any requirements, please come up with them." Xu Jun leaned close to Churchill and said in a low voice.

"Before that, I think there are some things that you must understand."

Asking for monthly tickets and asking for recommendation tickets, it is a little late today, and the Battle of England has finally come to an end, and the protagonist below can turn to a wider battlefield. (To be continued.)