The next day, the Luftwaffe planes were back in battle, and this time the British troops facing them were only anti-aircraft artillery units on the ground. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the number of German planes dispatched on this day was reduced, the results were still large because they encountered less resistance.

Due to the vastness of the 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 of the radar stations of the second line also did not escape the fate of being attacked, and the losses of the British on this day reached unbearable levels.

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

Stop? Leaning back in a chair with a tired look on his face, General Dowding looked at the officer across the table and closed his mouth in silence.

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 his eyes, with a cautious attitude.

The two officers were 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, the commander of the British fighter aviation. Dowding.

"General Dowding, let me ask again, do you remember where you were on the night of the 11th of last month?" Finally, an interrogator broke the silence between them.

The atmosphere in the interrogation room was much warmer, after all, this was not the interrogation of German prisoners, but the interrogation of a general who held real power.

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

Dowding blinked, and replied, "I had a meeting on the 11th, and I went home after the meeting, and my wife can prove to me that I was not out of the house." ”

He replied calmly, for the reason was very simple - he had not leaked any important information about the British, and he had no motive or opportunity to do so.

Still, he had to take the trouble to answer the questions posed by the interrogators of the secret security bureau, and his duty required him to cooperate with them.

"Then let's raise the question one day earlier, on the 10th, can you recall what you did?" The man continued to ask questions.

These questions had been asked an hour earlier, and they were just a psychological means of destroying people's will.

If the other party has a ghost, it is likely that the two answers are different because of the panic and the previous lies.

However, in this case, it is clear that this small trick does not play its due role. Because neither Churchill nor Dowding could have lied.

Dowding, who was questioned, pouted for a moment, and then naturally continued to answer: "I was inspecting the field airfield near London that day, and I had dinner in the barracks. ”

"You've asked me these questions before, don't waste our time, okay?" Subsequently, Hugh? Dowding added.

The officer of the intelligence department who was spinning the pen stopped what he was doing, and then suddenly asked, "Can you recall any suspicious people who have been around you recently?" ”

Stop? Dowding didn't buy it, and replied directly: "Sir! You even suspect 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 adjutants, secretaries, and guards, and everyone looks suspicious to you." He said with a wry smile.

Then, with that, he leaned back in his chair once more, and raised his chin to stop talking.

In fact, the interrogators of the Secret Security Bureau are also very uncomfortable, and many of the targets they interrogate are bigwigs who are three levels higher than them, how can they not be depressed?

These bigwigs can be grumpy at times, cooperative but cynical at times, but they can only let them answer questions like this, and there is no way at all.

Those who refused to answer questions that seemed very suspicious to others, or who were furious and angry, were completely in line with the normal reaction of psychological activity in these high-ranking generals and officials who were interrogated.

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

At present, the British air defense is completely paralyzed, the fighter unit refuses to take off its planes to meet the enemy, and the reconstruction of the radar station has been delayed for fear of intelligence leakage.

Factories are being relocated, the loss of fighter units cannot be replenished by production for two months, and diplomats are seeking to buy a batch of fighter jets from the United States to replenish them.

In short, the strategic deployment of the British homeland's air defense was in disarray, and no one even gave a basic countermeasure.

Combat orders for the fighters to take off were ignored because many soldiers believed that the spies knew their plans and that they would be surrounded by German fighters after takeoff.

Britain, having lost its fighter jets, was like a girl who had taken off her clothes, powerless in front of the big man of Germany.

The next day's battle was simply one-sided, with the Germans bombing more of the British's painful areas, including important factories and small but important keys.

At least 40 German planes concentrated on bombing a small place called Bletchley Manor, and even the local British did not know what exactly this place was.

Only the British MI6 itself knows that there are a large number of mathematicians who are deciphering the new codes of the German army, and this time the information and personnel they have lost are as important as a reuniter!

Although the famous scientist Turing survived, his team and students were killed or injured by the explosion, and the entire project to decipher the German code was forced to stop.

This was not the most unfortunate thing for the British that day, the most unfortunate thing was that the fermentation of the spy case finally brewed a bitter fruit that Churchill could not swallow.

The family of a Navy official in charge of logistics who committed suicide by swallowing a gun in his home because he was humiliated was so humiliated that the family of this official complained to Churchill everywhere, saying that Mr. Prime Minister "used this excuse to attack his political enemies and persecute righteous people who did not want to be in cahoots with him!" ”

This can be regarded as a first-class scandal that has cost Churchill's life, and the spy has not yet been identified, but an innocent officer has been killed.

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

The German spy network hidden inside Britain was not identified, but the result was that the entire battlefield was passive, and everyone in the interior was in danger and unwilling to fight, as if the British Empire was on the verge of end.

So now, these officers in charge of interrogation are simply Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror, not people inside and out.

They should be well-spoken and not verbally or behaviorally aggressive. However, the interrogation still had to take place, and the hidden German spies had to be found.

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

"What about the 9th? What are you doing? Before, the two of them had already slapped the table, but now they still asked patiently and pleasantly.

Dao Ding was also very helpless, thought for a while and shook his head: "I don't have any impression of this day, I shouldn't have done anything special, so I can't remember clearly." ”

After checking the news he had obtained from other places, Dowding did not have any important activities that day, and should have worked in his office until the end of work.

In fact, this kind of routine questioning does not ask anything. The Secret Security Bureau has its own key suspicions, and of course these people do not include a leader of the level of Dowding.

"Thank you for your cooperation, I would like to ...... We don't have any more questions to ask. The officer of the Lord's secret security bureau nodded, and motioned for Dowding to leave.

Dowding, who had been isolated from yesterday's defeat, got up from his chair, stretched his arms, and then turned and walked out of the slightly dimly lit interrogation room.

The moment he opened the door, the sunlight in the hallway was a little dazzling, making Dowding involuntarily squint his eyes.

It took him a while to get used to it, and he recovered a little, letting go of his palms that blocked the sun and seeing everything in the hallway.

In addition to the four security guards standing on either side, Dowding's lieutenant sat on a chair in the hallway.

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

Dowding waved his hand, and under the watchful eye of the four guards, he didn't say anything, and just walked to the location of the gate.

There are more than 500 people who are being quarantined and censored, including guards, and this time there are as many as 1,392 people under surveillance and censorship.

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

This included all high-ranking officials of German descent, as well as those who had been involved in Nazi activities in Britain and those who were sympathetic to Nazi activities.

Even the German workers in the factories were gathered together and asked to return to their homes to be investigated by the local police.

"General! You're finally out! "At the door, Dowding met one of his former men, a man he didn't expect—Trafford? Lima Lori.

This general was the commander of the 11th Air Group, and he was supposed to retreat to the rear with his troops to rest.