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Volume 10 European Storm Chapter 27 All Kinds of Beings

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    Chapter 27: All living things

    In any case, the French agreed to the British proposal to declare war. The time was fixed at four o'clock in the morning on September 3, 1939. Sir Henderson, the British Ambassador to Germany, had been awake all night, waiting for a telegram.  A very substantial telegram, this telegram was sent by the British Foreign Minister Lord Halifax declaring war on Germany!

    Since September 1st, Sir Henderson has been very frustrated. Whenever he has the opportunity, he will state Britain's obligations to Poland to Ribbentrop and warn Germany not to play with fire and that it should immediately stop its actions in Poland.  and withdrew its troops from Poland; at the same time, it submitted a diplomatic note from the British Foreign Office on September 1. The content of the note included an ultimatum, but this ultimatum had no time limit. Without the British Foreign Office mentioning the point, this last resort  The time limit of the ultimatum may be one year, or it may be countless years. Today's telegram adds a definition to this time limit-four hours!

    A blond beauty walked in with high heels and handed the telegram in her hand to Sir Henderson. Henderson glanced at the blond beauty and asked: "Nancy, the Prime Minister has made up his mind.  Already?

    The blonde beauty named Nancy is a confidential employee of the embassy and Henderson¡¯s confidential secretary, but she is actually a beautiful spy of the British Intelligence Five!

    Nancy replied with the telegram: "Prime Minister Chamberlain has made up his mind. He requires you to reiterate the diplomatic note before eight o'clock tomorrow and emphasize the specific time of the ultimatum. Of course, Mr. Halifax asked you to grasp this time limit. He  To remind youthe House of Commons will hold a meeting at 12 noon today"

    ¡°I understand, I will limit the ultimatum to 11 o¡¯clock, with a one-hour buffer, which is enough!¡± Henderson replied;

    ¡°Ring, ring, ring¡­¡±

    At four-thirty in the morning, the phone rang in Ribbentrop's bedroom. Ribbentrop opened his eyes and muttered: "Hell, who is up so late and disturbs my sleep? If you let me know  Whoever he is, I will send him to a concentration campHey"

    Henderson's call came to Ribbentrop's bedroom. Just as Henderson was about to speak, he heard a woman's moans coming out, and then Ribbentrop's voice shouted: "Oh God! You guys!"  These women, please be gentle and don¡¯t look at the phone?¡±

    Henderson was stunned and realized that the situation in Ribbentrop here was a little bad. It was indeed a little bad. The ringing of Henderson's phone woke up the three blond beauties on Ribbentrop's bed. The three took the initiative again.  Come to think of it, it's hard for a good man to beat the brave man with four fists, let alone a beauty that makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally?

    Ribbentrop shouted: "Heywho are you? What's the matter?"

    Henderson was shaking with anger and said seriously: "I am the British Ambassador Sir Henderson, Mr. Foreign Minister. On behalf of the British government, I submit to you the British note on the ultimatum time limit. I hope to see you in your office tomorrow morning.  your turn¡­¡­"

    "Ah? Sir Henderson? Why aren't you sleeping now? What kind of note did you say? I'm not free now"

    Henderson shouted: "This is a diplomatic note about the ultimatum time limit. Did you hear clearly?"

    "Ahtime limitjust leave it to my full-time translator Schmidt, beauties, here I come"

    Henderson put down the phone with a bang and muttered: "Ribbentrop, in a few hours, I hope to see you still in the same good mood!"

    Schmidt, a very young translator of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, can speak four languages, German, Russian, French and English. He is Ribbentrop's specialized translator. He is young and promising, with a lot of money at a young age. On September 2 (  Saturday) he met a beautiful blond girl and took her home. What was supposed to happen was bound to happen. After a night of fierce fighting, he was so tired that his back ached. He should have arrived at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs at eight o'clock the next day, but this time  The guy actually overslept. When the sun hit his butt, he opened his eyes, looked at his watch, and exclaimed: "God! It's already 8:15"

    After washing and dressing, he paid the girl a tip, and pushed the girl with an inexplicable expression on her face out of his room. He took a private taxi and drove to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs on William Street. Waiting for him was Henderson.  Curse!

    "Asshole! You bastard, didn't you say that the Germans are the most punctual? Why hasn't that bastard Schmidt come yet? God! It's been an hour. Schmidt should bear this responsibility"

    Henderson worked hard in front of Schmidt's office. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and came to the door of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. He saw a young man running towards the door quickly. He knew it was Schmidt.  Special, he stopped Schmidt immediately and said: "Stop!"

    Schmidt was immediately confused. Looking at Henderson's angry look, he thought that what happened last night had something to do with him. Could it be that HendersonThe gentleman came here to find justice for his daughter?

    He pulled Henderson to a corner and said helplessly: "Mr. Henderson, I didn't know that the woman last night was your daughter. I'm very sorry for my rudeness, but we are in love.  Cooperation and tacit understanding"

    Henderson rolled his eyes in anger, threw the diplomatic note in his hand on his face, and said: "Mr. Schmidt, this is the ultimatum issued by our country. Please give it to Ribbentrop immediately.  Foreign Minister, as for my daughtershe is still in the UK, so I don¡¯t need you to worry about her!"

    Schmidt was stunned and muttered: "Are you your daughter? Then you"

    Seeing Henderson leave, Schmidt muttered: "The ultimatum is a time limit a time limit, God this is a hot potato!"

    He immediately found the person on duty at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and shouted: "Where is the Foreign Minister? Where is the Foreign Minister?"

    The person on duty replied: "The Foreign Minister is in the Prime Minister's Office. He called just now and said that if you come, he should go to the Head of State's Office in the Prime Minister's Office immediately!"

    Schmidt took the British diplomatic note, turned around and ran out. The Prime Minister's Office is also on William Street, not far from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Schmidt's speed is getting faster and faster, and his waist is getting more and more painful. God!  I played too much yesterday, why do you always make me run?  I am a translator, not an athlete!

    However, it is impossible for him not to run at this time, because the time limit of the ultimatum is very important to Germany, every second is very important!

    Panting and sweating profusely, Schmidt rushed directly into the Chancellery. Under the leadership of Hitler's secretary, Schmidt walked into the head of state's office. He glanced around for a week, including the head of state, Ribbentrop, G?ring,  Goebbels is here, all the elites of the empire!

    Ribbentrop came over and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Schmidt. Schmidt looked at the sweat on his hands and smiled, refusing to shake hands!

    Ribbentrop nodded and said: "Schmidt, you can read now. We have been waiting for you for a long time, and we are well prepared!"

    Schmidt nodded and took out a document from the document bag, which was a piece of paper that read in English: "His Majesty's Government officially notified the German Government that in accordance with the British-Polish Joint Security Treaty, we demand that Germany must stop  Operations in Poland and withdrawal of troops, we hope to get an answer from the German government before 11 o'clock today, otherwise the two countries will enter a state of war!"

    After hearing this, Hitler's eyes immediately looked at Schmidt. His eyes traveled through countless light years. They were so deep and dim, as if they had been degenerated for a hundred years. Meditating in depravity, it was a kind of abandonment.  It felt like the person who abandoned him was definitely not an Englishman. Was it the god he often mentioned?

    This is unknown, a voice rang, Ribbentrop said: "I bet that in another hour, the French ultimatum time limit will also arrive!"

    With a sound of "Ouch", Goering shouted: "God! It's okay that we defeated. If we fail, we can only accept God's mercy. I hope God is merciful and forgiving"

    Goebbels was even worse. He put his chin with his hands and started to cry. All kinds of things happened in the morning of 1939, in the office of the head of state!

    ¡°Ring, ring, ring¡­¡±

    At this time, the phone rang and woke me up!  But no one picked it up!

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