Chapter 855 The explosion over London

"Charlie, run!"

"Hurry up, he's about to catch up with you."

On the foggy street, little Charlie held meatloaf and bread with red cheeks, and ran desperately out of the city in the screams of a large group of vagrants's companions.

Bearing him, Old Buck, a baker with a bearded face, waved a bastard thicker than his arm and roared fiercely, as if to tear up the thin little Charlie.

Running in the streets and alleys, little Charlie can hardly see many people except for the thick fog. This world-famous fog has suddenly become particularly quiet recently.

At his age, he still doesn't quite understand the war, but it is very clear that since the riot of the French, which was called stupid by the adults, the country has fallen into an unprecedented silence. There is a kind of despair and uneasiness on everyone's face. A few years ago, the self-confidence and smile of the empire gradually dispersed from this country. Only hunger, poverty and death are left.

"Run, hurry up, old Buck is catching up."

At the urging of his partner, little Charlie, who had no way out, suddenly turned left and got into an alley. The narrow street helped him and made Old Buck's roar behind him more ferocious.

Some pedestrians on the street stopped in a hurry and stared at the picture of a strong man in an apron chasing a homeless child. The dried meat and bread held in little Charlie's arms attracted a sound of swallowing.

Little Charlie was out of breath and didn't know how far he had run with his partner. It was not until the city buildings were gradually left behind that he could not be seen clearly that old Buck's voice gradually disappeared.

After getting valuable food without danger, the children laughed happily, took out the "stories" and sat in the woods in the suburbs and began to enjoy. Many of them can't remember the last time they ate bread. As for the meat, it may have been several years.

After wolfing and stuffing his stomach round and admitting that he could at least guarantee that he would not starve again for two days, little Charlie walked to the river. When he squatted on the grass and just picked up the water, a strange buzz suddenly came from above his head.

The voice attracted little Charlie and his friends. Everyone searched around and thought that they had met a rare swarm of bees. When they had a chance to taste the taste of honey, the buzz gradually moved towards the city.

Just as everyone's search failed, a vagrant suddenly pointed to the top of his head and shouted. Little Charlie looked up and saw dozens of huge egg-like airships flying towards London in the fog.

"What is that?"

"I know. That's an airship. I've seen it in Northampton."

"Whose airship is it? So many? What are they doing here?"

The vagrants talked about it and trotted all the way with curiosity, but how could the speed of running up with the airship? Seeing the airship disappearing in the thick fog, they could no longer see the huge shadow.

Suddenly!

A few kilometers away, there was a deafening explosion in the city of London. Black smoke was particularly obvious in the fog. When several obvious huge mushrooms rose in the air, all the children, including little Charlie, were scared and hid in the woods and dared not come out again.

The harsh alarm sounded from all over London. The emergency fighter began to pursue the German airship that was ready to leave, but the plane that could only climb to about 6,000 meters could not touch the Zeppelin airship at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and could only watch the other party cross the strait. Then he flew to Kale, France, in response to a large number of German planes.

When little Charlie and the children returned to the city, they found that the baker who had just chased them and was black-hearted in everyone's mouths, Old Buck was sitting on the ground crying. The bakery he had been running for a lifetime had turned into a pile of rubble with several other shops, and the orange flames were covered with the whole The street.

Little Charlie walked in a daze on the streets that had become strange. For him, this was simply a hellish scene. He only saw houses turning into rubble, huge craters covered the streets, and radioactive debris and corpses beside the craters!

The mutilated body!

A body that was blown up and lost its head and left arm hung down from the upper half of the window of the bombed house. The black and red blood dripped down the broken neck. On the punctured stomach, the intestines and spleen were all squeezed out of the belly, wrapped in a kind of disgusting body fluid. The appearance appeared in front of him.

"Wow."

Little Charlie couldn't help it anymore. He held the wall and vomited. All the meat patties and wheat bread, which were just considered to be supremely delicious, were spit out.

Fire engines and police quickly arrived at the scene. Shortly after the bodies were removed, the army began to drive here continuously. Soon, a large number of sandbags and all kinds of bunkers appeared in the streets and alleys. Although the quick-fire cannons and machine guns pointing to the sky made little Charlie feel a little relieved, they were more nervous. ——

In the Prime Minister's Office, 10 Downing Street, the newly arrived Chief of Police and Lieutenant General Breit, the commander-in-chief of the British Home Defence, are reporting to Prime Minister Lloyd George and the cabinet on the losses after the bombing in the morning.

"Dombs were thrown on the edge of the city, but in addition to London, Rochester, Kingston and Maidstone also reported bombing." Lieutenant General Breit, who was full of energy and as strong as a bull, said: "In terms of scale and losses, this bombing is far more terrible than the attack we have encountered before. According to the description of eyewitnesses, the bombs used by the Germans this time are more powerful than before."

"This is the strangest thing for me, so I asked people to collect some bomb shrapnel for analysis and comparison, and come to a very bad conclusion!" Lieutenant General Brett raised two photos and said seriously, "The one on my left was obtained after the bombing in Ceylon, and the one on the right was taken after the explosion this morning. Judging from the shape of the bomb shrapnel and the sequence numbers above, it is almost the same, so we doubt it."

"God, has the Chinese plane arrived at the sea and participated in the bombing!"

Lieutenant General Brat's words were like a heavy bomb that exploded the whole conference room. Even Lloyd George suddenly stood up and rushed to him to grab two photos and carefully compared them.

The more you look at the photo, the more solemn George's face becomes. Although the string of white numbers are not the same, the font and shape are obviously the same!

As the photo was sent to Edward, the Minister of the Navy, his face suddenly turned pale. Seeing the questioning eyes of everyone, he immediately shook his head and said, "This is impossible! Although our navy has been hit hard, it is completely achievable to detect and ensure offshore security. Although we did find signs of Chinese submarine activities in nearby waters, yesterday's intelligence also showed that they were all on the east coast and bombed coastal cities such as New York. It is impossible to cross the Atlantic so quickly!"

"Will that be the aircraft of the Chinese Air Force? The intelligence says that their large bombers can fly more than 1,500 kilometers and can fly from Malta to France or from Italy to Germany."

"This is unlikely." The military adviser of the Prime Minister's Office shook his head and said, "The Chinese are extremely strict in control of their aircraft technology. Even if they fall on the battlefield, there will certainly be planes to destroy and bomb the landing, so I don't think it's possible for them to put their planes under the eyes of the Germans at present!"

"I think so too." Marshal Kitchener, who just returned from the front line, frowned and analyzed, "Gentlemen, please don't forget that the Chinese had given great assistance to Germany before. I think that if its air bomb is not as good as the other side, Germany is likely to purchase more mature bombs directly from Li Mo, and then use it for this bombing. Medium.

And the main technology of the Zeppelin airship comes from the airship purchased by Germany from Li Mo. There is basically no problem in matching ammunition, so I think Li Mo provided an aerial bomb to Germany!"

Kitchiner's analysis finally relieved everyone, but another problem arose, that is, Germany should have mastered the world's best aerial bomb technology from the ammunition sold by Xinhua.

This is not a joke. Although aviation bombs are simple and can be used with shells, it is not easy to make the best ammunition. On this point, Edward had the most say. After Xinhua showed an unparalleled aviation advantage at the beginning of the war, Britain also began to develop better aircraft and bombs. It should be said that it was not unexpected that the aircraft had not made a breakthrough because of engines and other problems, but the ammunition technology also failed to meet the opponent's standards, which made it at that time He was a little puzzled when he had just been promoted to the Minister of the Navy.

It was not until he learned about it in detail that he knew that the original air bomb's bullet body shape, tail wings, fuses, charge and other technologies had high requirements. According to the information, the two kinds of 250/500 kg bombs currently used by Xinhua began to be developed as early as ten years ago, during which it was said that a large amount of manpower and material resources were gathered. It took several years to find the best elastic type.

Edward can be sure that he will never sell manufacturing technology under the surname of Li Mo. Even if he sells manufacturing technology, he will definitely need to let William II purchase a certain amount. However, with Germany's industrial capacity, as long as he obtains a physical bomb, it will not take long to continue to produce equipment troops according to the gourd. .

Fortunately, at present, German aircraft are not much better than that of the United Kingdom. The only thing that can be relied on is a large number of Zeppelin airships with a low safety surname. If they rely on the airships alone, it is estimated that it is impossible to achieve the terrible air attack intensity of Xinhua.

"Prime Minister!"

Just as everyone was discussing the bombing and how to deal with the German air attack in the future, the secretary almost opened the door and began to shout in horror, "We just received the news that William II gave us an ultimatum in his speech to the parliament just now, demanding that we must put down the army immediately. Surrender unconditionally, otherwise you will attack our homeland!"

(to be continued)