August 20.

London.

Underground Prime Minister's Office.

"The Miners' Self-Defense Forces in Oshu routed a 1,000-man forward cavalry regiment in Oshu."

Qiu Fatzi is listening to the secretary's report on the recent world situation:

"During the battle, the Miner Self-Defense Force showed very high military qualities and rich combat experience, most of its soldiers obviously participated in actual combat, and they were generally equipped with motorcycles and were very mobile."

"According to the investigation after the fact, this force is not the main force on the other side, but the expeditionary force."

"Expeditionary Force..."

Qiu Fatzi bared his teeth:

"This trick is smart enough!"

The expeditionary force is a very 'special' team.

In the early days of the bombing, that is, when the British Empire was still a little bit of a family, when he had not yet recognized the reality, he and Luo Cripple supported this team together to limit the group that divided the Western Pacific, and planted a lot of nails at that time.

The nominal command of this unit is subordinate to Guozhuo, and the actual controller and commander Chu Yunfei is also Guozhuo's person, and Li Yunlong They have always been called friendly forces, providing materials and logistics, and also in the name of friendly assistance.

But in reality, the two sides have the same goals and there are no contradictions and conflicts with each other.

The appearance is out of tune.

Especially after Chu Yunfei took power, with the help of Li Yunlong, he completely controlled the team, and pulled out all the nails buried by Britain and the United States.

Chu Yunfei and Li Yunlong are close friends, and there are still a large number of grassroots officers sent by Li Yunlong's 'independent regiment' in the name of training within the expeditionary force, so it can be said that the two sides are essentially the same unit.

This person is completely different from Yan Xishan's people, oil and salt do not enter, and they are completely unable to differentiate and utilize.

During this period, Guo Zhuo was also completely evacuated from the country and went to the garrison of the expeditionary force, intending to revitalize the territory and plot against the curve, and then Chu Yunfei took the evidence from where he didn't know where to arrest most of the high-level officers and the people of the four major families, and only a few escaped.

The preserved fruit was split in an instant.

At that time, the other side of the strait and the United States were in a honeymoon period, and the two sides had just promoted economic cooperation, and the other side used the US dollar as a foreign exchange reserve, which was of great interest to the United States.

But nominally, in the documents of various governments, considering that they would block the other side, disgust the other side, and leave contradictions for the future, this team still belongs to the preserved fruit, and even gives the same status, although the preserved fruit no longer exists.

Now that this team is sending troops to do things in Austria, Qiu Fatzi can only praise - what a good move.

Condemn to the mainland on the other side, people can directly say, it's none of my business, someone else did it, as for condemning to the government, no one can find it, where can I condemn it? The group of high-level people, dead and scattered, there are a few people left, but all of them are bare-pole (head) commanders.

What's useless.

In addition to making money,

I have to say that this group of people really has a hand in making money.

"What is the situation in the Pacific?"

Qiu Fatzi is not interested in the affairs of Ozhou.

Although Austria is nominally a member of the British Commonwealth, the supreme head of state is the King of the United Kingdom, and part of the diplomatic aspect is under the jurisdiction of the British Empire, the other party has colluded with the Yankees in private and sent weapons and equipment to the Japanese.

The Commonwealth has ceased to exist in name only.

It's good for everyone to play their own.

But Qiu Fatzi was very interested in the fight between the two fathers, and it could even be said that he was nervous.

The conflict between the two sides is inevitable, and he only hopes that this conflict will end as quickly as possible and with the least impact.

To achieve this outcome, one side needs to quickly gain absolute superiority in the conflict, forcing the other side to retreat, but at present, this hope is very unlikely.

Across the continent.

Advanced technology, a large number of ultra-advanced weapons, a large population, profound heritage, the world's top power, military power. However, not long after the end of the war, there were many domestic problems, development had just begun, there was a lack of talent, the navy was small, the international influence was poor, and there were obvious shortcomings.

United States.

It has more than 50 percent of the world economy, more than 50 percent of its industrial production capacity, the world's largest fleet, the largest air force, comprehensive national strength, and world influence, and deserves to be the first in the world. However, the technical aspect is far weaker than that of the mainland on the other side.

The collision between the two sides will inevitably be a thunderstorm and earth-shattering, but it is also destined to be difficult to decide the outcome of the battle, and it is very likely that it will eventually evolve into a large-scale conflict and war.

"The American fleet has departed."

The secretary replied:

"The fleet of the mainland on the other side of the river has also been assembled in the Ryukyus, and a large number of shore-based air forces are still being mobilized."

"Their mainstream media outlet, The Independent, also reported on it with great fanfare, even."

After a pause, the secretary continued:

"They also used the war against the Qing Dynasty by the multinational coalition more than 40 years ago as an excuse to shout the slogan of never compromising or yielding to foreign countries."

"The Independent."

Qiu Fatzi sighed.

This headquarters in Zhao Jiayu, it is said that it is the newspaper founded by Zhao Gang, although it was short-lived, but as a construction brigade with a total number of nearly 15 million, it is the most famous and influential newspaper on the other side of the strait.

Not one of them.

This also means that the other side has no idea of retreating, unless it has to retreat.

In fact, in Qiu Fatzi's heart, he hopes that the mainland on the other side of the strait will regress, and he also thinks that the mainland on the other side of the strait will eventually regress, after all, the United States has an absolute advantage in other aspects, except for technology.

"Keep an eye on the Western Pacific, and report back to me as soon as there is news."

Qiu Fatzi advised.

"Yes."

The secretary nodded.

"Prime Minister."

At this moment, a guard walked in:

"The Germans are coming!"

"Got it."

Qiu Fatzi nodded, his expression did not change in the slightest.

On September 3 last year, the first batch of bombs fell on the British mainland, and by August 20 today, it was full of hits, plus today

It's only fifteen days away from a year.

During this period, the bombs that fell on the British mainland have exceeded 9 million tons, an average of more than 20,000 tons per day, and such a terrifying bombing density has completely destroyed the heritage and wealth accumulated by the British Empire for hundreds of years.

But it also honed the British Empire's terrifying bombing resistance.

Underground tunnels, forts, and bomb shelters were all over every country town, and in the last month, the number of casualties and losses had been reduced to an extremely small number for each German bombardment.

Of course, this can also be related to the huge materials from the Republic of China, cheap reinforced concrete, food, medicine, etc., so that people do not worry about hunger, and the injured can be treated in time, thus stabilizing the people's hearts and ensuring morale, which is very important.

Qiu Fatzi lit a cigar and waited for the bomb to fall and the German plane to leave.

Although jet fighters have been in service in large quantities, there is still a gap between them and the Germans in terms of performance, and the Germans have caught up in numbers, and it is difficult to intercept after the use of gliding bombs, coupled with the containment of the Cherbourg front, can only ensure the safety of the west coast, and cannot defend the entire British Empire's airspace.

Therefore, at present, it can only be bombed.

After waiting for half an hour, several cigars were smoked, but Qiu Fatzi raised his head suspiciously:

"What's going on?"

In the past half hour, he heard the sound of German jet fighters, his own fighters, and anti-aircraft artillery, but he did not hear the sound of bomb explosions.

"Prime Minister..."

Suddenly, a guard rushed in in a hurry, with an anxious and panicked tone.

Qiu Fatzi suffered a cardiac arrest.

He realized that there must have been a bombardment of change, and it was an extremely bad change.

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London.

10 Downing Street.

The bustling streets, the tall buildings, the wide streets have disappeared, and as far as the eye can see, the streets are in tatters, potholes, and the buildings are all incomplete, many of them have disappeared, and some even leave only a huge pit - this is obviously not something that a bomb can do, and it must be bombed again and again to cause such a result.

As the capital of the United Kingdom, under the advice of the mustache, this is the area of key care, the most bombs have fallen, the most dense, enough to declare the Gillis world record, and there have even been cases where multiple bombs have fallen in the same crater.

"Damn it."

Qiu Fatzi scolded and crawled out of the exit of the underground passage a kilometer away, and took a few breaths of heavy breath - because of his obesity, cigar never leaving his mouth, and he rarely exercised recently, mainly because he had no conditions, and he was worried about the situation in the Pacific Ocean and insomnia, his physical fitness was very poor.

"Look..."

One of the guards handed Qiu a telescope and pointed out the window.

As one of the exits to the Prime Minister's Palace, it is naturally very sturdy, built of reinforced concrete several meters thick, and has a special lookout.

Qiu Fatzi took the binoculars and looked out through the observation window.

I saw that there were countless leaves in the sky, like 'butterflies' slowly falling down, densely packed, like goose feather blizzards covering the sky, at first glance, there was actually a strange beauty.

"What is this?"

Qiu Fatzi was stunned.

Although it is not yet known what this falling butterfly is, it is obviously an artificial object, cast by the Germans, and since it is German, it must not be a good thing.

He had a chill down his spine.

"Bombs."

The military generals who came with him replied:

"More precisely, a mine."

"Landmines?"

Qiu Pang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief:

"Open mines?"

What is the use of directly airdropped mines, and they are so small? I'm afraid that even the tank tracks can't be destroyed, and it can't be easily swept away? You don't even need the military, the trained citizens can do it.

The mustache has another convulsion?

"Prime Minister."

The tone of the generals from the military was particularly solemn:

"These mines are very dangerous."

"More dangerous than any weapon I've ever seen."

"Why?"

The general's unprecedentedly solemn expression made Qiu Fatzi retract his thoughts.

"These mines are very small."

The military general paused and accentuated his tone:

"It's less than the size of an adult's palm, the weight is only about 80 grams, the internal charge is only eight or nine grams, there are fewer fragments, and the power is extremely low, even bulletproof tires can resist."

Although it was only half an hour down, it was enough for the British military to conduct a detailed study of the new mine.

“····”

The first sentence made the cold sweat behind Qiu Fatzi break out.

Although he doesn't know much about military affairs, Qiu Fatzi is the prime minister and a top politician after all, and in an instant, he thought about the role of the mustache throwing this kind of landmine.

This is simply the most vicious weapon in history.

"It's hard to kill, but it's enough to seriously injure unprotected people."

"Moreover, this mine fuse cannot be reset, it is difficult to dismantle, its shape and color are camouflaged, it is difficult to find when it falls on the ground, coupled with its small size and large number, it is extremely difficult to remove it."

The cold sweat behind Qiu Fatzi's back instantly skyrocketed.

"How many are there?"

Qiu Fatzi glanced at the snowflakes that were still falling outside the window with difficulty, and tried to control his tone steadily.

Small in size, camouflaged, extremely difficult to eliminate, and just powerful enough to seriously injure people.

This means that from today onwards, everyone in the British Empire will have to go out carefully, but even so, countless people will be injured every day, and most of their feet and legs will be blown off, and the already overwhelmed hospitals will be full.

And then.

It's going to last a long, long time.

He would rather have doubled, tripled, or even five times more bombs dropped by the Germans.

"Can't be counted."

The military general's tone was desperatory:

"But preliminary estimates suggest that there are more than 10 million in London alone."

"Smack.

Qiu Fatzi sat directly on the ground with his buttocks, and the telescope in his hand also fell to the ground.

When such bombs are spread all over the British Empire, even if the Allies win, there will be no future for the British Empire.

Who would live in a land-covered country?

A country covered with mines cannot gain a foothold in the world!

For a moment, Qiu Fatzi felt the urge to surrender in his heart.

Even if it goes well, it will take another year to defeat the mustache, and according to the previous data, when the time comes, I am afraid that the ground of the British Empire will be covered with tens of billions of such small mines.

It's a fart.

"Prime Minister."

The secretary on the side hurriedly helped Qiu Fatzi up.

"Let the commander of the Air Force come and see me."

After a full five minutes, Qiu Fatzi struggled to get up, he clenched his fists, and slammed on the wall fiercely, with a resolute tone:

"It must, stop the German bombers, at all costs."

·····

Meanwhile.

Hamburg.

Kesselring and the old fox were in the office, but today they were both sitting at the front of the conference table on either side of the table, because a bigger figure had arrived.

In the center of the desk, there are three butterfly mines with fuses and explosives removed.

"This mine is shaped like a butterfly, and we call it a butterfly mine."

A military staff officer is presenting this mine:

"Its weight is eighty grams, the charge is nine grams, at close range, it is enough to cause serious injury to an adult, the appearance is camouflaged, it is difficult to detect when it falls on the ground, and once the fuse is activated, it cannot be reset and disassembled, it can only be detonated."

"Because of the limitation of the bomb magazine, although this kind of mine is light, each bomber can only carry 100,000 bombers, and this time a total of 3,000 bombers will be dispatched, carrying a total of 300 million."

"We expect to bomb the British imperialist mainland fifteen times in total, dropping a total of 5 billion butterfly mines."

A brief debriefing by the staff officer.

"Not bad."

The mustache at the top of the conference table nodded repeatedly:

"It's a good bomb."

"So."

Although, he stood up directly, waved his hand, and abruptly raised his tone:

"We should send more to the British, sixfold the number, three billion or more, to the British, and they will always be accompanied by mine bombs."

"Yes."

In the conference room, a group of bigwigs saluted in unison, and no one objected or persuaded them, including Old Fox and Kesselring.

Today, there are no targets worth bombing on British soil, and changing to this butterfly mine has little effect.

After the mustache left, Kesselring and the old fox had a small private meeting.

"Estimate."

The old fox expressed concern:

"The British will be crazy to intercept bombers, and this kind of bomb, for them, is deadly."

Anyone with a normal IQ can imagine how serious the impact of billions, tens of billions of butterfly thunders will fall.

"I know."

Kesselring nodded:

"I have strengthened the escort fighter force."

"Moreover, the training of new pilots is going smoothly, the spare bomber crew is sufficient, and we can also withstand a certain number of casualties."

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Central Asia.

Ahlamutu.

The largest industrial city in the rear of the polar bear was originally an important heavy equipment manufacturing center, and after the aid channel was opened, a huge amount of tanks, artillery, food, and ammunition were transported to the front line through here.

Every day, more than a hundred fully loaded trains depart from here.

Every day, hundreds of thousands of tons of equipment and supplies depart from here, crossing more than three thousand kilometers by rail, to the front, to the positions of Mosco.

The huge military supplies are also mixed with a large number of civilian materials, all kinds of tobacco and alcohol, grain, snacks, and even toys from the base areas of the Republic of China, these high-quality and cheap goods flood the city, bringing unprecedented prosperity to this place and radiating in all directions.

But with an unprecedented boom, the city has undergone some strange changes.

The population plummeted.

Whether it is in the center of the city, or in the surrounding small counties, or in the countryside, the population has declined on a large scale, not only young men, but also middle-aged men are almost extinct, and even the elderly, as well as teenage children, are extremely rare.

Most of the busy workers at the train station are women, and they are not too old, and only in some technical positions can you occasionally see a few young or middle-aged people.

"Bastard."

Outside the city, a few kilometers outside the train station, a young man clenched his fists as he watched the laden trains being transported into the distance.

"What should we do?"

Another young man on the side asked in an anxious tone:

"They say in the newspapers that they won a great victory at the front, wiped out millions of Germans, but now that even sixty-year-olds are forced to join the army, I don't want to go to the front to die... It's not worth it. ”

"Hide."

The first young man let go of his fist and sighed.

Recently, conscription has become a mandatory task, as long as you can move and have good physical strength, you must go to the front line to resist the enemy, and many people in his family have been arrested.

But he was not reconciled.

Why?

He did not approve of this so-called motherland, especially his recent behavior, which made him feel instinctively disgusted.

······

Subcontinent.

Devil Command.

"The commander of the 12th Brigade sent a telegram."

Gangmura walked into the headquarters and handed Yamamoto a telegram.

"Twelve Brigades."

Yamamoto was stunned for a moment, then sighed deeply.

The 12th Brigade is a mixed brigade with a total strength of more than 10,000 troops, and its equipment is mainly excellent equipment from the United States.

But it still failed to stop the advance of the expeditionary force.

"Yamamoto-kun doesn't need to be nervous."

Gangcun was not nervous at all:

"As long as the American fleet arrives, we will be able to become Li Yunlong's allies, and maybe, on the day of victory, we will still be heroes."

"Really?"

Yamamoto glanced at Gangmura and didn't bother to refute.

The Americans' cutting-edge fleet is indeed powerful, and the combined fleet in its heyday also had to hide far away, but judging from Li Yunlong's attitude of not regressing at all, people are not afraid at all.

Although Li Yunlong's behavior is unpredictable, he often seems to make impulsive decisions.

But in essence, this person is definitely not comparable to the group of fools who are brainwashed by bushido within the Imperial Locust Army.

If the other side dares to go directly against the Americans, it must be sure enough.

He dared to conclude that this major conflict would definitely end in the defeat of the Americans, and it was even very likely that the Americans would suffer a big loss and finally have to bow to Li Yunlong and others.

But no one believed it, and Yamamoto didn't bother to say it.

"Okamura-kun."

Yamamoto shook his head and changed the subject:

"Let's discuss how to deal with Chu Yunfei's attack."

With the shattering of the entire 12th Mixed Brigade, more than half of the total strength of the Imperial Army of the Subcontinent was annihilated, from more than 300,000 at its peak to 140,000 today, and almost all heavy weapons were lost.

"That's a real problem."

Gangmura's brows furrowed.

If the Americans have not yet come, they have been defeated, then it will be too late to say anything.

"But it's not a big problem."

Gangcun is not particularly urgent:

"According to the speed of the American fleet, we need to hold out for a month for the long and half a month for the short."

Yamamoto glanced at Gangmura again, did not continue the topic, and pretended to be convinced.

·····

Just when Gangcun was waiting for the arrival of the American GIs.

Ping'an County.

Three trucks (a variant of the ten-wheeled Da Truck site) tested the wide ring road, underwent checkpoints, entered the city, and finally stopped in the parking lot on the left side of Ping'an County.

"This parking lot is big enough."

A blonde foreigner stepped out of the cockpit, looked at the huge asphalt parking lot beneath his feet, and sighed.

"It's advanced."

On the co-pilot, a blonde foreigner also came down, looked around, and agreed:

"Clean, tidy, worthy of the world metropolis of the future."

As the headquarters of Ping An Pharmaceutical, where the Ping An Pharmaceutical Factory is located, and where the General Hospital Building of Ping An Hospital is located, it is recognized by the world as one of the future metropolises of the world.

"Their trucks are good, too."

The driver of the second truck also walked down, the same foreigner:

"Much better than the U.S. military."

"I don't know if they'll be..."

In the second truck, a man came out of the closed compartment with a rope in his hand, and behind the rope was a Japanese man who was being tied.

"Meal Hero."

"The former captain of the Xuzhou devil gendarmerie, the bounty is 1.5 tons of gold."

The co-pilot of the first truck, the head of the team, took one look at the Japanese tied up and licked his mouth.

As the war progressed, gold appreciated sharply, and before the war, an ounce of gold could be exchanged for thirty-five dollars, and now an ounce of gold can be exchanged for fifty-five dollars.

In other words, the devil in front of him is worth $2.9 million.

That's a sky-high price!

Each of them received more than $200,000 each, and they went straight into the wealthy class.

"Let's go and deliver it."

The crowd was a little impatient.

"If you can get it."

On the way, someone muttered:

"Let's expand the team and catch war criminals all over the world, this is big business!"

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