Chapter 392 392 Supplement October 3rd Update
An hour later, Isabella watched the cabinet officials in the conference room.
No one spoke.
Isabella waited a long time before she said in a deep voice, "You should have a say." β
At this time, the cabinet members looked at each other for a moment, and then the former Chancellor of the Exchequer of Chamberlain's faction cleared his throat and said: "First of all, it has only been less than three hours since the enemy's attack, and we cannot yet determine the ...... of King George V."
"I'm afraid it's been sunk." Admiral Cunningham, Elena's adoptive father, interrupted the Chancellor of the Exchequer, "The reconnaissance planes we sent at the risk of being shot down by German planes searched for the whereabouts of the George V until sunset, but unfortunately there was nothing to be found on the surface of the sea except oil and lifeboats floating on the water." The submarine forces should have entered the field by now, but no reports have been sent back so far. When the night gets darker, we'll send a cruiser detachment back to rescue the drowning. However, the USS George V has sunk and we must face this reality. β
"Maybe it's repaired and gone, and it's heading back to Portsmouth or something!"
"The War Weary reported that its propeller had been blown out." Cunningham's voice was calm and composed, as a true Royal Admiral should be, calm and calm in the face of everything, and unrelenting, "That kind of malfunction can't be repaired at sea, so it can only be towed back to the military port and put in dry dock." If we don't have any record of a ship towing it, it should still be in its original position, and if it wasn't, it would either sink or be towed away by the Germans. But we listened to the Germans' telecommunications, and there was no telecommunications from the sea at all in that area, and it was impossible to carry out complex towing operations. β
At this time, Isabella said: "The Admiral is right, let's face it. We have just lost our most powerful ship, plus our most famous battleship, the Hood. β
"And Sir Charles," Churchill added in a low, hoarse voice, "and two battleships carrying the Divine Queen's magic armor. β
"There is still a spare part of the magic armor, you don't have to worry about it for the time being, the problem is the battleship." Isabella glanced at the generals sitting on her left, "And whether we still have the ability and confidence to deal with the same Cheng DΓΉ's attack." β
"The German losses were also very severe," Cunningham said, "and the front reported that more than three hundred attack planes were shot down, and that, excluding the double count, the German losses were more appropriate at about two hundred and sixty." β
"That's less than a month's worth of their production." Isabella's voice was deep and slow, and she was a little sluggish from the pain that continued to torment her, "And their pilots have quite a lot of reserves, and I have no doubt that they can organize an attack of the same magnitude." May I ask you, Mr. Admiral, can we still withstand the same Cheng dΓΉ's attack? β
Cunningham was silent for a while before slowly shaking his head: "The encounter between the Counterattack and the Hood shows that the armor of the battle cruiser is relatively vulnerable to the attack of German aircraft, although it has a high speed to avoid the attack, but once it is hit, the consequences are very severe. And our battleships ......"
"What happened to our battleship?"
"They only have a speed of 23 knots, and the R-class even has only 21 knots, and the aging of the turbines is strict, the acceleration is slow, and the rotation ratio of the hull is not enough, which is very disadvantageous when avoiding German aviation attacks." Winston Churchill replied in place of Cunningham, "These ships were not designed to avoid bombing from the air. When we built them, the planes could only carry a dozen kilograms of bombs, and the speed was only more than a hundred kilometers, and the use of planes to attack battleships was seen as a whimsical thing. β
"If I'm not mistaken, until a few hours ago, you still thought it was a whimsical thing." Isabella's face was very bad, and her anger made her face even worse, "You also forced me to stop purchasing fighter jets for the Air Force, what did you tell me at the time?" β
Isabella looked around the room, her gaze resting on the faces of several generals who had struggled to persuade her to stop paying the Air Force large sums of money for warplanes.
Isabella sighed: "It's useless to say this, the top priority is to decide on countermeasures." Although the naval fleet cannot resist the German attack, I still have to order you to return to that area, otherwise the German warlords will target our transports. β
"Majesty, do ...... this"
"I know it's dangerous to do so, so I'm going to order the detachment blocking Scarpa Passage to sail back, with the Navy Goddess on top on standby to provide air cover for the fleet. Then we will have your adopted daughter, Mr. Admiral, return to the ship to receive the new armor delivered to her, and the two naval goddesses will alternately be on duty to protect the fleet. In the event of an attack by the Germans, go all out to annihilate the Germans' bomber forces, and do not think about retaining mental strength to deal with the battle that follows. As soon as the skilled pilots of the Germans died, their threat to us was lifted. The Germans also knew this, so they would not rashly attack the fleet with the two gods on board. β
"You're right," Churchill moved his fat body slightly, "the Germans will not rashly attack the fleet with the Divine Queen on board, but they will attack our transports. Your Majesty, although the North Sea is not as vast as the Atlantic, it is not small, and it is not realistic to rely on the gods to protect the shipping of the entire North Sea, and our transport fleet will only be able to operate at night in the future......"
"Let's do it at night, then." Isabella said categorically, "The point is that we must not show cowardice, that would play into the hands of Lin Youde, although the fleet has suffered heavy losses, although the Germans have proven that their air force can destroy huge battleships, but we still have to show the spirit of the British Empire, the tradition of the Royal Navy handed down from Nelson's time is to fight when the enemy is seen, isn't it?" β
"Yes," Cunningham replied calmly, "we never back down. β
"Then go and secure our supply lines."
"Do as you command."
Isabella nodded with satisfaction, and then turned her gaze to the army generals: "The navy will protect the supply lines, and the army must capture Hamburg according to the original plan." β
"Leave it to us, Your Majesty."
"And you, gentlemen," Isabella said, turning her head to the cabinet members sitting on the other side of the conference table, "must dispel a rumor of a fiasco in the Royal Navy, the people do not need to know about it, at least not for the time being." I don't want panic to affect our recruitment and troop formation. β
"Understood, Your Majesty."
"Then that's it for now, tomorrow when we get more information, we'll discuss other issues, and we'll adjourn now."
After the cabinet members and generals were gone, Winston Churchill stayed, he looked at Isabella, the corners of his mouth on his fat face were slightly curved upward, and he smiled and said to Isabella: "Your Majesty, you have far exceeded my expectations, and you are a true queen." β
"So you didn't recognize me as queen until then?" Isabella wiped the sweat from her forehead as she spoke, I don't know if it was affected by the mental stimulation, this time her X pain was much more severe than usual.
Churchill did not speak, he stood up, and said in the same tone as a grandfather had instructed his granddaughter: "Please rest well, and tonight I will smooth out everything that should be smoothed, and tomorrow we will find a way to face this crisis." β
With that, Churchill left the room.
Isabella immediately lay on the table with her hands on her stomach.
After being silent for a while, her face finally recovered a little, she slowly straightened her upper body, gritted her teeth and said, "Lin Youde...... You ...... Troublemaker! Do you want to bring the world into the new order you have made? β
The Queen of the British Empire, who has been a troublemaker and an international-stirring stick since the Rose Revolution, said through gritted teeth.
**
At the same time, in Hanover, where night had just fallen, the streets still had the atmosphere of afternoon revelry.
However, in this time of war, everyone has a lot of things to do and a lot of hearts to do, so the crowds on the streets have dispersed.
But another group appeared in front of the Bolshoi Theater in Hannover.
Musicians with various musical instruments in their hands lined up in the square of the Grand Theatre, as if planning to perform an open-air concert.
It just so happened that the people who lived nearby temporarily slowed down their pace of returning home and looked at the musicians with curiosity.
At this time, several cars appeared on one side of the square, and at the same time, the heavily armed battle queen entered on foot from the other side of the square with magic guide armor.
The magic armor lined up on the border of the square directly opposite the Grand Theater, like a line of guards standing guard.
Someone got out of the car that was approaching.
"It's Mr. Lin!" Someone in the crowd shouted, and the cry caused everyone to stop and look in the direction of the car.
At this time, the musicians who had been sitting on the stools all stood up and applauded the people who got out of the car, and the applause echoed between the walls of the buildings around the square.
The visitor raised his right hand, and the applause came to an abrupt end.
Then he ascended to the makeshift podium that had just been erected and took the baton from the attendant.
Someone brought the microphone to him.
The next moment, his voice was heard throughout the square through the improvised PA system that GuΓ² had erected.
"Ladies and gentlemen of Hannover, and compatriots from all over the country in front of the radio, I am Lin Youde. Now, together with the Vienna Symphony Orchestra, I will perform my new repertoire for you. I wrote this piece a month ago, and I wanted to wait until after the victory of the war to dedicate it to the soldiers returning from the front as a celebration song, but now that I have changed my mind, I would like to invite you to enjoy this "Air Force March". β
After the words fell, the citizens saw from a distance that the speaker was far away from the microphone, and then assumed the appearance of a conductor.
He raised his hand and pointed to the trumpeters on the right side of the line.
The majestic sound of the trumpet first sounded in the square, followed by the various instruments that joined in with the conductor's baton.
So it was supposed to be by John? The Star Wars-themed music that Williams composed decades later sounded on this summer night in July 1938 and was destined to go down as "The March of the German Air Force".
But at this moment, everyone is simply intoxicated by the passionate melody of the music.