Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

The night sea in winter is full of wind and frost, and the cold wind is biting.

The sailors on the fishing boat deliberately wore a few extra clothes, but these clothes absorbed all the moisture from the sea, making them feel heavier and colder. But in order to survive, they have no choice but to cast the net over and over again to catch fish. It seemed that God had mercy on them. The harvest tonight was particularly rich. The fish tank on the ship was more than half full. They should be able to return before dawn.

Another batch of nets was cast down and they could take a break. "These damn things are getting more and more expensive. I don't know how much flour I can buy with the salary I received this time." Baird complained as he took out a small wine bottle from his pocket and took two sips. The spicy wine flowed through the throat, esophagus, and reached the stomach. After a while, it felt like the whole body was on fire.

Baird frowned. Before the war broke out, he would not have even looked at this low-quality wine. But since the war broke out, prices have been rising again and again. The price of flour has risen to the level before the war. Twice the price, he could only drink this cheap wine.

Claude next to him sighed. "Just be content with what you have. I heard that London has started to ration supply. The price of flour on the black market has soared to sky-high prices. Can you believe that a gold watch can only be exchanged for a bag of flour? I heard that the government is going to use its food reserves. ."

Baird opened his mouth in shock. "Is it true? Is it too exaggerated?"

There has been a rule from ancient times to the present, that is, as long as a war breaks out, there will definitely be food shortages. After all, when the war broke out, those who joined the army were charging on the front lines, while those who did not join the army also hid in their houses and lived a life of fear. How could anyone be willing to come out to farm? As a result, there will definitely be a problem of food shortage, followed by widespread famine.

How to solve this problem? The best way is to reserve in advance.

As for war, it has irregular timing, which means that if a war really breaks out, it will definitely break out instantly, without any chance to breathe. After all, the current war is not like ancient times. Before the war begins, it must be fought. War letter, so the purpose of preparing food in advance is to prepare for emergencies.

Naturally, it is impossible to rely on these reserves to survive for several years "in case of emergency." This is like a reservoir. The water in the reservoir is a reserve. If there is no water from upstream, it will dry up after a month and a half. If the reserves are used up and there are no new supplies to replenish it, then it is not far from being doomed.

Claude vowed. "Of course it's true. My brother came back from taking refuge in London a few days ago. He told me personally."

Baird couldn't help but wonder. "Isn't London being bombarded? How did he escape?"

"It was only the urban area that was bombarded. My brother lives in the suburbs of London. German shells rarely landed in the suburbs, so he escaped. I heard that London is like an empty city now, with empty streets and alleys. One person, everyone is hiding in the air-raid shelter and shivering."

Baird spat with disdain. "Churchill is an idiot. The Germans told him they were going to bomb London. He didn't arrange to evacuate the citizens. He also promised on the radio that a bomb would not fall in London. How can such an idiot still sit in the position of prime minister? of?"

In peacetime or if the war goes well, the position of prime minister will of course be envied by people and they will compete for it. However, based on the current situation, most people can see that it will be difficult for Britain to win if no miracle occurs. Even if it achieves the final victory with difficulty, the price paid will be quite heavy. No one is willing to take this responsibility, and no one is willing to take this responsibility. He was unwilling to take over this hot potato; therefore, Churchill still sat firmly on the throne of Prime Minister, and even became more and more stable.

"Who said otherwise? I don't know what he was thinking. Didn't he ever think about peace talks with Germany?" The two people who were complaining about their prime minister suddenly stopped and turned to look to the starboard side. "Baird, did you hear that?"

"Yeah." Although the sky was pitch black, the two of them did hear a low, strange sound coming from over there. "It sounded like it was an engine, but it didn't seem like it."

The sound got closer and closer, and even the captain in the cab was pulled out. He looked at the direction of the sound and listened carefully for a few seconds, then suddenly his face changed drastically and he shouted loudly. "Damn! It's a fleet! Turn off all the lights, hurry up!!" He also heard the news that the British night bomber group was wiped out last time. After that, British aircraft rarely moved at night; and looking at the direction, these The plane should have flown over from Iceland, and it must have been a German fleet.

"!!" The captain had participated in the last war, so everyone believed his words and hurriedly turned off the lights on the ship, and the ship suddenly fell into darkness.

At this time, the roaring sounds had already flown above their heads. Looking at those dark shadows, the captain couldn't help but murmured. "They are bombers. There seem to be hundreds of them. Are these Germans crazy? So many planes are dispatched at night?"

Several sailors groped their way to the captain, worried. "Are the Germans going to bomb the homeland?"

"It's possible." The captain said with some regret. "Damn it, the radio is broken and we can't notify them."

When they thought that their hometown might be bombed, everyone was not in the mood to continue fishing and decided to return home.

"Mine!!"

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning covered the sea, a shrill scream sounded from the bow of the ship, and the sailor who was originally working on the bow of the ship was seen rolling and crawling towards the stern of the ship, pointing behind him and shouting as he ran. yelled.

The captain looked in the direction he was pointing and suddenly saw a black lump covered with tentacles floating on the sea in front of him.

"Full left rudder!!" the captain yelled at the helmsman, but unfortunately it was too late. The fishing boat moving at full speed had no time to turn, and ran into the mine.

boom! ! The bow of the ship instantly exploded into a spray of water that was more than ten meters high. This is a thing for dealing with warships. How could a fishing boat like theirs be able to withstand it? The entire front half of the fishing boat was blown to pieces in an instant, and the remaining back half began to sink quickly.

"Abandon ship!" the captain yelled at the tangle of sailors below. At this moment, he suddenly realized that the German planes last night were not bombing the mainland, but laying mines. But before he could think about it, the turbulent seawater had already poured into the bridge of the ship, and the heavy water pressure pressed the captain and helmsman against the bulkhead behind them.

Just a few seconds later, the fishing boat disappeared without a trace on the sea, leaving only a small vortex and some wooden fragments.