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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 1476 British Cabinet Meeting

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    Looking at Adams's excited back, Alexander suddenly felt an inexplicable fear. Will his suggestion involve the British Empire's last possessions in the South Asian subcontinent?

    With Tang Qiuli¡¯s cunning and cunning, how could he not think of this?  What if this was another trap for him to surround himself with tens of thousands of soldiers in Xiduo, using this as bait to lure the remaining troops stationed in India to come to the rescue? Alexander repeatedly weighed the odds of this possibility in his mind,  He couldn't help but want to call Adams.  Uploaded by Wu Jiu Literature Book Friend

    Prevent him from sending a telegram for help. In the end, he did not do so because this was the only chance for him and tens of thousands of soldiers. If he missed it, he would only become a prisoner of Tang Qiuli and pay tribute to the Chinese he hated most.  , Abandoning weapons and surrendering, for the proud Alexander, would never be tolerated.

    In just a few minutes, Alexander's intense thinking exhausted all his energy. He lay limply on the stretcher, his mind falling back into unconsciousness. It was up to God, Alexander sighed to himself.

    At about three o'clock in the afternoon on May 16, London, the capital of the United Kingdom, had just experienced a large-scale air raid just ten minutes ago. The German Air Force dispatched more than two thousand bombers and fighter jets to bombard London.  Indiscriminate bombing.

    The streets of London are full of ruins, smoke is still rising from the collapsed buildings, and some are still burning with raging fires. Huge craters can be seen everywhere on the roads, and the screams of fire engines are loud and clear.  Throughout the streets and alleys, the whole city was filled with a burning smell, and it had not yet recovered from the horror just now.

    In the conference room at the bottom of the Prime Minister's Office, a temporary emergency meeting is being held. The meeting is attended by all the cabinet ministers of the war cabinet, the directors of the General Staff, the Military Intelligence Bureau and other units, here.  All the important officials from the military and political circles in the UK were gathered together. The suits and shining generals complemented each other, but the atmosphere was so oppressive that you could hardly breathe.

    British wartime Prime Minister Winston Churchill.  The gloomy face, the fat body, filled the entire armchair, and the thick cigar smoke that was always smoking, emitting light blue smoke, shrouded His Excellency the Prime Minister's uncertain face, making it even more elusive.

    On the table in front of Churchill.  There was an urgent telegram from the Indo-China Peninsula in Asia, "The Prime Minister of the British Empire, Sir Winston Churchill, and to all members of the Cabinet, the General Staff, and the Ministry of War, our troops stationed in India to recover the Indochina Peninsula are withdrawing to the East Indies.  In the process, he was met with incompetence by the squadron commander near Sido, close to the East India border!

    After reading this telegram, Churchill¡¯s idea was very straightforward. All the troops stationed in India must be mobilized to block the Chinese from the gate of East India. If necessary, they can also rush back to northern Myanmar.

    However, after his assistant read the telegram, all the military and political officials in the room stared at each other without saying a word. Looking at these well-dressed military and political officials with straight military uniforms, they felt like an old monk in a state of trance.  With the attitude of speaking only through his ears but not his mouth, an irrepressible anger burst out in Churchill's heart.

    The muscles on Churchill's fat face twitched a few times, and he asked: "Gentlemen, after listening to this telegram, do you have any good opinions? Feel free to raise it, this is a top priority matter involving the overseas territories of our British Empire. What do you want?  Show some attitude!¡±

    What touched Churchill's sensitive nerves was not the fate of tens of thousands of British Empire soldiers, but the serious consequences that would follow. That damn Chinese, Tang Qiuli's power, would contaminate the subcontinent and forcefully change the fate of those from the British Empire.  He cut off a large piece of fat from his body and thought about it, Churchill himself would do the same. Therefore, he determined that Tang Qiuli would do the same even more!

    Silence, still silence. These cabinet ministers and generals had originally opposed or disapproved of Prime Minister Churchill's insistence on sending troops to northern Burma to fight the Chinese Tang Qiuli regardless of the domestic situation. The situation in the country was already  It's worrying that your Excellency, the Prime Minister, has violated his nerve and wants to fight with his ally the Chinese in Asia. Isn't this putting the cart before the horse?

    However, Prime Minister Churchill¡¯s strength and stubbornness are difficult to convince. Now, the war situation in Southeast Asia is corrupt, and everyone needs to come up with ideas. Isn¡¯t this difficult?  Oh my god, who among you has ever been to that distant Southeast Asia?  How do you come up with good constructive suggestions?

    ??Furthermore, how can the Chinese be so aggressive?  The blatant plot to gain Indian territory may not be true. I am afraid it is an alarmist statement made up by the commander of the besieged Indian army in order to solicit reinforcements!

    Churchill became angry. He slammed his stubby, fat palms on the table and shouted loudly: "It's not allowed. I will never allow those despicable and cunning Chinese to challenge our bottom line. It will never be allowed. Today's meeting will be decided."  come down asHow to foil the Chinese Tang Qiuli's conspiracy? General Brandtes, tell me, what is the plan of the General Staff?  "

    Being tapped on the head, no matter how much he pretends to be dumb, he can't get over it. General Brandts, the British Chief of General Staff, can't hide his feelings, but he doesn't have any good ideas in his heart. Others may not understand the situation in India.  As the chief of general staff, he was well aware of the situation of the army. Alexander had taken away all the elite troops.

    In northern Burma, during the battle with the Chinese Tang Qiuli's troops, they lost all of them. What was left were some local garrison troops, equipment and the quality of the soldiers. They were barely second-rate, but what about their combat effectiveness?  Only God knows!

    The most terrible thing is that these troops have never been on the battlefield. Even I doubt whether these soldiers will shoot once they arrive on the battlefield. It is a question. Alexander's first-class elite troops were beaten to death by the Chinese.  , can't even withdraw to East India. What the hell can these second-rate troops do if they go up there?

    Admiral Brandts could only repeat these words in his mind. Even if he said them, the Prime Minister would not listen. If necessary, he would order the soldiers in India to fight the Chinese with wooden sticks. Prime Minister  Your Excellency, you are such a stubborn and crazy person.

    The disbelieving looks in the eyes of those high officials have already revealed a lot of problems. The only thing I can do is to help the Prime Minister to convince these military and political officials. At the same time, I can also divert the Prime Minister's attention from me. Otherwise, I will be beaten again.  After further questioning, he could not come up with any countermeasures. His face was disgraced, and the General Staff was also embarrassed.

    General Brandtes, who had made up his mind, turned his attention to Major General Orebrand, the director of the Military Intelligence Bureau of the General Staff. Then, he said: "Your Excellency, Prime Minister, colleagues, before making a decision, the Military Intelligence Bureau  The director, Major General Orebrand, has important information to report, which may help us make up our mind!"

    (To be continued)
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