"Baby, you're doing awesome!" Li Zitao walked to the pool contentedly, and made a beautiful forward leap into the water.

has been playing a good husband and father at home for a long time, so that he has not been so relaxed and indulgent for a long time.

Enjoying the 'free' air again, Li Zitao felt that all the cells in his body came to life.

Coming in because of the war, his spirit has been in a tense state.

Now, what is happening in Dunkirk, what will happen next is a foregone conclusion, and the overall trend of World War II will still proceed according to Li Zitao's memory.

So he has nothing to worry about, the United States will stay away from the war, and the arms industry under his name will be fully motivated to ensure order production.

If there's anything that has upset him lately, it's the export price of the arms, except for the trouble Joanna has caused.

Because the United States was determined to support the allies, it secretly warned all arms companies that the interests of all should not exceed 15 percent.

What will happen if it is violated, Li Zitao can be sure that no one will be looking for trouble now, because both the allies and the United States need more weapons and equipment.

However, this kind of thing is not only done by Orientals, Lao Mei is more rude and straightforward, and more ruthless.

............

London, 10 Downing Street.

This is the center of British power, the real center.

Buckingham Palace is just a face, and this is where Britain's huge machine operates, sending supreme orders.

Winston Churchill, the wartime Prime Minister, a young man who was no longer young and energetic, but wiser was meditating.

His complexion was gloomy, with a heavy sense of worry and unease.

The Anglo-French forces were besieged across the Channel, where all the professional British military forces were located, which was the confidence of Britain and the hope of future victory.

Without them, the British Army would have been wiped out, so they had to find a way to get these people out.

But what puzzled Churchill was, what to do next?

Their army is retreating, they are facing the darkest hour, and at home...

There are also his old rivals and political enemies in the cabinet, who keep asking for trouble with him.

They kept forcing themselves to choose peace talks, letting Italy mediate, alarmist, and holding out no hope for future wars.

At this time, Churchill thought of his pen pal, the leader of the other side of the country, Roosevelt, whom he had already made a deep friendship with before he became prime minister.

"Dear Mr. President, are you alright?" Churchill dialed across the ocean in a room less than three square meters.

He wanted to borrow 50 old battleships from the United States to save the besieged soldiers, to save his country and everything he believed in.

To his disappointment, President Roosevelt rejected his request, even though he had already made it clear the dire situation that Europe was facing.

Europe was at stake, and if they could not get help from outside, they would fail.

Cold sweat slid down Churchill's forehead, and this irascible, lustful, drunken old man had never been so frightened.

Pressure, endless pressure made him almost out of breath.

Whether it is from the outside, or from within his party and government, the hope that he can see is getting slimmer and slimmer.

"Recruit ships, call up all ships, as long as it's something that can float on the sea, all... Send them across the strait and withdraw our troops. ”

Churchill could only put his hope in himself, and he could carry all the pressure.

They want to fight, they want to resist, and peace is never achieved through negotiation, but deep down, Churchill can't help but waver.

If they really can't win, then where will he take Britain?

At this time, no one can believe in anything, originally Churchill was firm, but his confidence is being destroyed by his own people.

In May, everything started in May.

After another frustrating and exhausting Cabinet meeting, Churchill sat in his study all night.

This was only what he thought, and in fact it was only midnight when his wife pushed the door in.

"My dear, you have guests, you have visitors. Mrs. Churchill turned on the light and stroked her husband's equally old face with her somewhat aged hands.

He looked so haggard, as if he had put the weight and pressure of the world on his shoulders.

"I... I'm not in the mood... Not... What to see the guests. Churchill also had a severe stutter, and the pressure weakened his former self-control.

"Who is it?" said Churchill, who was a little curious about the visitor.

"Your Majesty. Seeing him perk, Mrs. Churchill turned and walked towards the door.

"Which Your Majesty?" Churchill was still a little dazed, and only after a deep groan did he fully recover, and muttered, "Of course, our Majesty." ”

"Churchill, I'm sorry to bother me so late, but actually, your lady, think tonight is the right time. George VI walked in through the door.

"When, of course, do you want a drink?" was Churchill's way of expressing closeness, and it was important for him to have a drink.

"I met a lot of people tonight...... And that gentleman next to me. George VI said to the man beside him.

It was only then that Churchill saw that there was a man standing beside His Majesty, and that he was no stranger to that face.

"The Marquess of Charlie Lee...... It's a pleasure to meet you at this time. Churchill's expression was like a roller coaster, with a light shining in the darkness.

Charlie Lee, the super-rich man in the United States, an energy tycoon, a real estate developer, an arms tycoon, a food and pharmaceutical magnate, and the most successful Chinese in Europe, America and even the world.

"I am equally honoured, Your Excellency Prime Minister. Li Zitao took off his hat and said with a smile leaning forward on his shoulders.

"Gentlemen, let's sit down and talk!" saw that Churchill was holding his hand and refused to let go, George VI had to interject.

"Oh yes, would you like a drink?" Churchill came again.

"No, there's more important things waiting for us to do. Li Zitao sat next to George VI and waved his hand with a light smile.

"Mr. Churchill, my wartime Prime Minister, heard that peace talks were in vain. George VI was the first to speak.

"During the war, the Cabinet drafted a letter to Mussolini asking him to be our intermediary in the peace talks with the dwarfs. Churchill's voice was a little hoarse.

The huge pressure these days, in vain, came to the door in person, and with the attitude of George VI of Li Zitao, made him a little confused.