Chapter 861 The Last Warning

The hazy moon hung obliquely in the sky. After several patrolling guards exchanged a safe look at each other, they couldn't help looking at the only window with light again.

As we all know, since the Prime Minister and the Chief of Staff jointly arrived in the evening, the lights behind the window have not been extinguished. What makes everyone curious is that when the fleet is bombing Britain and the news that the war is about to be won, what other major events can make behind the window, who is now almost a god in this country. Can people who exist still can't sleep at night?

The soldiers did not continue to think that for their army, the task was not to fight, but to defend this person and the family, so they quickly disappeared into the darkness and patrolled every corner loyally.

"Ha ha." Behind the window, there was a burst of laughter, and the voice of Emperor Tang Shaoyi echoed in the study: "Wang Shizhen said that this time, Hindenburg and the German command have taken all the credit into the arms of them and Wilhelm II. The external propaganda is that Germany has attracted the attention of the British mainland fleet, which made me We can get the opportunity to bomb the British mainland.

"Bullshit!"

Hearing this, Li Mo smiled and said, "What can he do to Britain without us and the right to control the sea?"

"If you like it, just take it. Don't take this kind of credit." Chen Ping waved his hand and was concerned about Scheer's fate. He smiled and said, "I'm afraid Scheer will be unlucky this time. I heard that William II was furious when he saw Tier Pitts. He was very dissatisfied with the navy's advantage in number and equipment. At the beginning, he was overturned by 3-2 in the case of sinking two ships of the other party in a row, and he heard that the Mochi After returning to Germany, he was immediately announced to retire, which is equivalent to the loss of four capital ships at once.

"It's painful enough." Tang Shaoyi is not familiar with the military, but he knows the cost of a main battleship. To be honest, it is better for the navy to build an aircraft carrier than a battleship with the same displacement. After all, these days are not future generations. Even if the carrier-based aircraft wing is included, the cost is about 30% cheaper.

"You say that if Scheer step down, who will replace him? Is it Heppel or Spee? Or the one from Turkey?

"I'm not sure." Chen Ping shook his head: "All three of them have the ability to take over, and a lot of good seedlings have emerged in the German navy over the years. Dunitz, Reddle and others are good, but after all, they are younger. In terms of qualifications, I'm afraid that Hipper, who has experienced Delan and our Westby Road Island, has a better chance of winning."

Denitz, Raedder.

Li Mo smiled when he heard these two names. It was not how outstanding they were at present, but that he had taken care of Chen Ping to pay attention to these people. After all, they were famous in World War II in later generations, and it was inevitable to have a strange feeling when he suddenly heard it at this moment.

"Then won't Lao Long meet a well-known person in the future?" Tang Shaoyi frowned and seemed to be a little afraid of Hipel's experience in the Xinhua Navy. After all, in terms of familiarity, he was even more transparent than Spee who had been here for several years.

"Hipel is not an incompetent person, otherwise he would not have served as a striker again and again, but it's not that simple to touch us. The navy ten years ago and ten years later are two different things." Chen Ping smiled. Just as he was about to analyze the pros and cons of Happel as the commander of the German high seas fleet, the knock on the door that had been waiting suddenly sounded.

"Your Majesty, Lord Feng Qi has called, and the telegram has been sent to the British political axe." Li Xiufeng pushed the door and came in. After looking at Tang Shaoyi and Chen Ping, he said, "Moreover, it has been confirmed that the other party has received it."

Hearing this, Li Mo suddenly leaned forward, waved his hand to let Li Xiufeng retreat, and suddenly opened the drawer and took out a yellow notebook from it.

This action made Tang Shaoyi and Chen Ping a little puzzled. They didn't understand why Li Mo was still in the mood to read notes at this time, and from the perspective of age, this note has not been in 20 years and fifteen or sixteen years.

The two are right. This note has a history of more than 20 years. After Li Mo's rebirth, he personally copied and recorded it for fear of long-lasting memory. Many things in it have been reorganized and handed over to Changlin's Ministry of Science and Technology or have played a role, and some are still secret.

Among them, there are technologies that have not been taken out because of processing technology, materials and technology, such as gas turbines, electronic computers, integrated circuits, etc. Of course, there are also supercritical boilers, steam turbines and nerve gas that have already been transformed into physical objects!

Neural gas is a weapon of mass destruction recognized by later generations. Li Mo himself basically has no feelings about such things except that he learned some chemical knowledge in school. Fortunately, he once worked for the National Defense University and was also a wife who specialized in biology and chemistry with small achievements.

Among these scattered records, the most important is the famous sarin gas, which originated from the incident of Benmahara Zhanghuang's anti-virus in the subway. At that time, Li Mo, who happened to be preparing to marry his wife, asked a lot of details of salin gas because of curiosity, which made his wife think that he was going to organize evil. I taught it.

After reincarnation, Li Mo took advantage of his fresh memory to record this paragraph. Later, he was handed over to Zhang Qiang to get suffocation, and because of the appearance of suffocation, he formed a mysterious ghost army. After all, it was not Li Mo's most wanted Sarin and VX, and the effectiveness was only a little better than the current common mustard gas in various countries.

However, Li Mo still underestimated the role of the messy notes. When the manuals sorted out, including the chemical knowledge of reading, were all handed over to Zhang Qiang, and after several years of sorting and experiments, an occasional experiment finally made them hand over a perfect answer.

Salin, or sarin-like gas.

The reason why he said this is that Li Mo doesn't know whether it is the famous Shalin in later generations, because he has never seen the physical object of Shalin, nor has he seen the production steps and process. But one thing is certain, this thing is indeed very similar to Sarin. [***] Experiments have confirmed that a large drop in the eye can cause the rapid death of a strong adult, and can also quickly integrate into the air to atomize, and after poisoning, the symptoms are also pupil shrinkage, dyspnea, bronchi** and severe convulsions.

If there is any difference, it is that after experiments, it is found that this thing can quickly suppress the auditory nerve and make people unable to hear any sound until death after poisoning!

So, it has a new name.

"Silence".

Li Mo closed his notebook, glanced at the two, and asked Chen Ping for a cigarette. After a long time, he sighed: "I hope George can make the right choice!"

This sentence also made Tang Shaoyi and Chen Ping narrow their eyes and nod at the same time. They all know why Li Mo waited so late today and why he just lost his temper, because this telegram will decide whether to release a demon! ——

The crowded and chaotic streets of London are full of all kinds of vehicles. From ancient ox carts to modern trucks, they almost fill the narrow streets of London. The long-lost sunny days can't bring any heat to this perennial rainy city. People's bodies have become cold in the past few days.

"Partsmouth, Plymouth, Falmouth, Devonport."

The many Lianggang Bays, which are believed to be given to the country by God before the war, have turned into rubble and ruins under the roaring Chinese planes for a few days.

However, everyone knows that the Chinese people have not yet exerted their strength, because their bombings in the past few days have been concentrated in ports, docks and some naval facilities, and they have not yet penetrated inward, but every day when the reconnaissance aircraft pass over London and roars, everyone is scared that the bomb will fall beside them the next moment.

Tension, anxiety and despair of failure gradually turned into resentment and rage, so tens of thousands of Londoners walked out of their homes every day, holding all kinds of slogans and waving their fists to gather at Downing Street.

They blocked the road, burned tires, and smashed empty shops. Everyone had despair on their faces and only one word in their mouth.

"End the war!"

The closed windows of the parliament building still can't stop the tsunami-like truce outside. The deafening noise is in sharp contrast to the depression in the House of Commons at this moment.

The parliamentarians are discussing the empty resistance plan. Many people still hold the last chance, hoping that the Chinese will not land because of the distance and supplies, and that Germany will not be able to break through the North Sea, and then Britain can rely on its unique geographical advantages to drag the enemy to exhaust, and finally end it in a decent way. War.

"Prime Minister."

Suddenly, the door was suddenly pushed open, and more than a dozen guards rushed in with the secretary of the Prime Minister's Office. Before everyone could react, the secretary had shouted and ran to George Lloyd and said breathlessly, "Mr. Prime Minister, I just received the news from Southampton that the Chinese planes began to bomb there!"

"What!"

The Chancellor of the Exchequer next to

stood straight. No one knows the important surname of Southampton better than him. This city next to Portsmouth is the largest shipbuilding center in the United Kingdom. It has the best and largest dock. It is a very important heavy industrial city.

Unlike Bonalau, who cares about economic losses, Lloyd George is worried. Is this a sign that Xinhua's bombing target will be transferred from military facilities to unlimited bombing?

"Prime Minister, this is the last warning I just received from the Chinese!" The secretary took out another telegram and handed it to George Lloyd.

"Final warning?!"

"Yes, the signature is the General Staff of the Chinese, to the effect that you must respond within four hours whether the war escalates or surrender immediately. If they do not receive a reply after four hours, all the consequences will be borne by you."

"Damn it, do they think they are God? Do you want to defeat England with just four aircraft carriers?!" Kitchinner next to him finally broke out, and this warning ultimatum also made the legislators resentful. Although everyone knew that the failure was irreparable, they wanted to make Great Britain give in within four hours?

This is impossible!

This telegram ignited the House of Commons. Everyone shouted angrily, feeling that this was another threat from Li Mo. Britain should not obey his command and become a poor little mouse under the Chinese magic flute.

But none of them know that a terrible disaster is intertwined with quarrels, doubts and fears, and it begins to ferment with the passage of time...

(to be continued)