Imperial Overlord

The next day, the Luftwaffe's planes went into battle again, and this time, only the anti-aircraft artillery troops on the ground were left to face their British troops.

Although the number of aircraft dispatched by the Germans on this day was reduced, the results were still huge because they encountered less resistance.

Due to the vast territory and the lack of heavy equipment, the British anti-aircraft artillery units did not achieve the desired results, but more targets were destroyed by German aircraft.

Some second-line radar stations also failed to escape the fate of being attacked. The loss of the British had reached an unbearable level on this day.

However, the passive British side did not make any countermeasures. They were just passively beaten because the entire air defense system had collapsed.

General Hugh Dawding leaned back on a chair with a tired look on his face. He looked at the officer across the table, his mouth closed and silent.

His beard hadn't been cleaned for a day, and it looked a little messy, but he still looked at the two officers opposite him with a pair of eyes with a cautious attitude.

These two officers are officers of the British MI5, which has now been renamed the Secret Security Service.

One of the two officers was habitually playing with the pen in his hand, and the other was also looking at Hugh Dowding, commander of the British fighter aviation.

"General Daoding, let me ask again, on the evening of the 11th of last month, do you remember where you were?" Finally, an interrogation expert broke the silence between them.

The atmosphere in the interrogation room has warmed up a lot. After all, this is not an interrogation of German prisoners, but of a general who holds real power.

In fact, this is not the highest-ranking official they interrogated, because just last night, they had already interrogated Churchill for 2 hours and asked many, many questions.

Daoding blinked and replied, "I had a meeting on the 11th. After the meeting, I went home. My wife can prove for me that I didn't go out."

He answered very calmly, because the reason was very simple - he did not leak any important information of the United Kingdom, and he had no motive nor any chance to do so.

However, he still had to take the trouble to answer the questions posed by the interrogation experts of the secret security bureau, and his duty required him to cooperate with the other party.

"Then let's move the question one day ahead. On the 10th, can you recall what you have done?" The man continued to ask questions tirelessly.

These questions have been asked an hour ago. This is just a psychological means to destroy people's will.

If the other party has a ghost, it is very likely that the panic and the previous lies are not impressive enough, resulting in different answers to the two questions.

However, in this case, it is obvious that this small means cannot play its due role. Because neither Churchill nor Dowding could lie.

Dooding, who was questioned, pouted, and then continued to answer naturally: "I was inspecting the field airfield near London that day, and I had dinner in the military camp."

"You have already asked me these questions before, so don't waste our time, okay?" Then Hugh Dauding added this sentence.

The intelligence officer who turned the pen stopped his movements, and then suddenly asked, "Then can you recall that any suspicious people have appeared around you recently?"

Hugh Dauding didn't buy it, and replied directly: "Sir! You even suspected me, so how can I be sure who is not a suspicious person?"

"There are at least 500 people in the Air Force Command, including my adjutant, secretary, and guards. Everyone looks suspicious to you." He said with a wry smile.

Then, after speaking, he leaned back on the back of his chair again, raised his chin and stopped talking.

In fact, the interrogators of the secret security bureau are also very uncomfortable. Many of the people they interrogate are big men with a military rank three levels higher than them. How can they not make people depressed?

These bigwigs are sometimes irritable, sometimes cooperative but cynical, but they can only let them answer questions like this, and there is no way to do it.

Those who seemed suspicious to others, refused to answer questions, or became furious and angry, but these high-ranking generals who were interrogated were completely normal reactions in line with psychological activities.

What made them even more depressed was that there were so many people to be interrogated that after their interrogation was completed, it became a question whether the British Empire still existed.

Now, the British air defense is completely paralyzed, the fighter unit refuses to take off planes to face the enemy, and the reconstruction of the radar station has been delayed for fear of information leakage.

The factory is being relocated, the loss of the fighter force cannot be supplemented by production for two months, and the diplomats are seeking to purchase a batch of fighter jets from the United States to make up.

In short, the strategic deployment of the British homeland air defense is in chaos, and no one has even given basic countermeasures.

The battle order for the fighters to take off was ignored because many soldiers believed that the spies already knew their sortie plan and that they would be surrounded by German fighter jets after they took off.

Britain, who lost its fighter jets, was like a girl who had taken off her clothes, and was powerless to fight back in the face of Germany, a burly man.

The battle on the second day was one-sided. The Germans bombed more places that hurt the British, including important factories and some small but important keys.

At least 40 German planes bombed a small place called Bletchley Manor, and even the local British didn't know what it was.

Only the British MI6 knows that there are a large number of mathematicians who are deciphering the new German code. The data and personnel they have lost this time are as important as a reorganizer!

Although the famous scientist Turing survived, his team and students were killed or injured, and the entire plan to decipher the German code was forced to a halt.

This is not the most unfortunate thing for the British that day. The most unfortunate thing is that the fermentation of the espionage case finally brewed a bitter fruit that was difficult for Churchill to swallow.

An officer in charge of logistical support in the Navy committed suicide by swallowing a gun in his home because he could not bear the humiliation. The family members of this officer sued Churchill everywhere, saying that the Prime Minister "used his pretext to attack his political enemies and persecute people of justice who were unwilling to embarrass him! "

This cost Churchill's life, and the spy was not detected, but an innocent officer was killed. It is definitely a first-class scandal.

Soon, this matter continued to ferment on the side of the king and the court. Churchill, who had just walked out of the interrogation room, had to go to the palace again to participate in the hearing convened by His Majesty the King.

The German spy network hidden in the UK was not found, but the entire battlefield fell into a passive state, and everyone inside was self-indulgent and unwilling to fight, and it looked like the British Empire was on the verge of doomsday.

So now, these officers in charge of the interrogation are simply Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror, not human inside or outside.

They have to speak well, and can't make any verbal or behavioral attacks. But the interrogation is still to be carried out, and the hidden German spy must be found.

Thinking of this kind of thing, the two interrogation experts felt their chrysanthemums tighten.

"What about the 9th? What are you doing?" The two of them had already clapped the table before, but now they still asked patiently and cheerfully.

Daoding was also very helpless, thought for a moment and shook his head: "I don't have any impression of this day. I probably didn't do anything special, so I can't remember."

After checking the news from other places, Dao Ding did not have any important activities that day. He should have been working in his office until he got off work.

In fact, this kind of routine questioning can't come up with anything. The Secret Security Bureau has its own key suspects, and of course these people do not include leaders at the level of Daoding.

"Thank you for your cooperation~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I think... we have no more questions to ask." The officer in charge of the secret security bureau nodded and signaled that Dao Ding could leave.

From yesterday's failure to now, Dawding has been isolated. He stood up from his chair, stretched his arms, then turned around and walked out of the slightly dim interrogation room.

The moment he opened the door, the sunlight in the corridor was a bit dazzling, causing Daoding to narrow his eyes involuntarily.

After getting used to it for a while, he recovered a little, put down the palm that blocked the sun, and saw everything in the corridor clearly.

In addition to the four security guards standing on both sides, there was also Dodding's adjutant sitting on the chair in the corridor.

"Sir!" The other party saw Daoding walking out of the interrogation room, stood up and saluted.

Daoding waved his hand, and under the surveillance of the four guards, he didn't say anything, and just walked to the gate.

There are not only 500 people under quarantine and review, including guards, there are as many as 1,392 people under surveillance this time.

Including the staff in charge of the telephone lines, as well as the senior officials of the industrial system and their secretaries. There are even family members of cabinet ministers and so on.

The scope includes all high-ranking officials of German descent, as well as people who have participated in Nazi activities in Britain and those who sympathize with Nazi activities.

Even the German workers in the factory were rounded up and asked to return to their homes to be investigated by the local police station.

"General! You've finally come out!" At the door, Dawding saw one of his former subordinates, who was also unexpected to him - Trafford Limalory.

This general is the commander of the 11th Aviation Group. He should have retreated to the rear to rest with his troops.