Rise from the sword

Chapter 735 August [-]th, there is no war today.

White House.

Office of the President.

"Mr President."

The presidential secretary walked into the office, took steps like a ruler, and placed two documents on the president's desk:
"This is top-secret German military information obtained by European intelligence agencies."

"This is an urgent telegram from Al."

The first portion is thick and the second portion is thin.

"..."

Looking at his secretary, Mr. President froze for a moment.

Germany's top-secret military intelligence, such important information in the past, was basically sent by Donovan himself, the director of the Intelligence Bureau, to show its importance and strengthen his position.

This time, it was actually sent by the secretary.

Isn't it good news?

"Where's Donovan?"

asked the president as he opened the first intelligence report.

"He asked me to hand over this German intelligence and left."

The secretary answered in a low voice.

Nodding, Mr. President began to read the first information carefully. At first, he read it carefully, and then he read it faster and faster. His eyes couldn't wait to pass over every word. Gradually, the President's brows suddenly relaxed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's actually good news."

"It seems that the Germans are not as strong as we expected."

Mr. President breathed a sigh of relief.

The Germans' new No. [-] tank was difficult to produce, there was a shortage of military supplies, and fierce conflicts broke out between the two pillars, the Marshal and Mustache. This is excellent news for the United States.

This means that although there will still be ups and downs and setbacks in the European war situation, there will never be such a difficult battle situation in Cherbourg. As the war continues, the balance of victory will be a little bit in favor of the Allies, and then in Manhattan The planned product ends next.

Otherwise, according to the speculation of the staff department, even if the products of Manhattan enter the battlefield a year later, a dozen [-] to [-]-ton bombs may not be capable of ending the war at once.

Europe is too big.

Unless the intelligence services can discover German-owned warehouses within these hours, of which there is no progress.

Fortunately, although the Germans also have a similar plan, their research efforts are not large, and it seems that they do not know the terrifying power of this weapon. In other words, most of the forces are researching the 'warehouse' technology.

After all, compared with the United States, which absorbs talents from all over the world, the research strength of the Germans is still weaker, and the economic strength is not as good.

Then the president picked up the second document, which was the urgent telegram from Austria. There was only one telegram, which was placed in a folder, and the content could be seen clearly at a glance.

"This is real?"

Slap, slap on the table with the telegram, Mr. President looked at the secretary, if it wasn't for the wheelchair, he would definitely jump up on the spot right now, which made the private doctor next to him nervous. aggravated.

"determine."

The secretary nodded heavily.

"These bloody savages!"

Mr. President gasped heavily.

Killing the prime minister of a country?

Are they crazy?

After a long time, Mr. President slowly recovered his breathing and fell into a long period of contemplation. At this moment, he finally realized that the other side was a group of people who did not play their cards according to the rules.

In other words, they completely disagree with the so-called international rules that Europe and the United States have agreed on for so long, and want to break this rule.

"Send a report to Nimitz."

Mr. President resumed his usual calm expression, he called a secretary and sent a telegram to the commander of the Pacific Fleet.

······
In a room near the presidential palace.

Donovan, the director of the Intelligence Bureau, was flipping through the documents here bored, but the pages of papers passing by at high speed, as well as his lifeless eyes, proved that the American intelligence chief was wandering away at this time.

"Chief."

Beside him, a deputy asked:
"Why didn't you send this secret information from Germany yourself?"

In order to obtain this secret information, only two people know how much the allied intelligence agencies paid. It took hundreds of intelligence personnel risking their lives to obtain it after half a year.

It is not normal for the director to not send it to the president himself for such a huge contribution.

"This information..."

Donovan's tone was a bit bitter:
"It's very likely to be fake."

"fake?"

The deputy was taken aback:
"This is impossible. This was obtained from the office of Kesselring, one of the two German marshals, and it has been confirmed with information obtained from other places. There is no mistake."

"Hey···"

Donovan sighed:

"Indeed, there is a lot of evidence to prove that this information is accurate, but there is no evidence to prove that it is wrong."

"but···"

He paused:
"The timing is too coincidental."

"The time when this information appeared was too coincidental. It happened to be the time when the U.S. fleet was in conflict with Austria on the other side."

"You suspect."

The deputy continued:
"Is this released on purpose by the Germans?"

The deputy thought about it carefully, and immediately agreed with the director's statement. This matter is indeed very likely to be a conspiracy by the Germans, because the conflict between the United States and the other side is the most beneficial to the Germans.

"Correct."

Donovan nodded.

Cold sweat dripped down the deputy's back.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. Putting himself in his shoes, if he was a high-ranking German, he would definitely do the same.

Donovan emphasized his tone:

"I even suspect that Cherbourg's early retreat was also intentional by the Germans."

"Cherbourg, that's impossible."

The tone of the deputy is affirmative:

"Abandoning Cherbourg to give us a good port will do the Germans nothing but harm,"

"so."

Donovan glanced at his deputy, and instead of continuing to dwell on this topic, he sighed:

"I didn't send this information myself, nor did I say these speculations."

"Because there is no evidence."

"And the higher-ups won't believe it."

The deputy was silent.

This secret information is very likely to be false, it is a smoke bomb, the high-level may not have thought of it, but the high-level is willing to believe, or in other words, wants to use this information to promote the situation in the Pacific and let the United States regain control of the situation in the Western Pacific.

So whether it is true or not is not so important.

Moreover, the advantage of the European front is obvious, and the Eastern Front is also gradually recovering troops and planning counterattacks. It is foreseeable that as time goes by, the Allied Forces will gain more and more advantages.

More troops and more equipment.

Donovan glanced at his deputy and did not continue speaking.

Working with him for a long time, the deputy can understand his thoughts very well, but after all, it is a little bit worse.

He didn't send this 'suspicious' information himself, not only because the information was too suspicious, but also because he was full of worries about the situation in the Pacific Ocean, and he was not optimistic about the American fleet.

It is true that the Pacific Fleet at this moment is the most powerful fleet in history, bar none.

Four cutting-edge Iowa-class battleships, with a total of 36 16-inch naval guns, twelve Essex-class fleet-class aircraft carriers, with a maximum number of 28 carrier-based aircraft, and four Baltimore ships Cleveland-class heavy cruisers, [-] Cleveland-class light cruisers, [-] search destroyers auxiliary air defense and anti-submarine, and ten cutting-edge ocean-going submarines.

but on the other side...

That mysterious and weird country, those incredible 'warehouses', that 'Chen Fan' that he has investigated for several years and still can't find out if it exists, Donovan instinctively felt in his heart——

This time, the conflict in the Western Pacific will end in an ending that no one can predict.

It is very likely that the powerful Pacific Fleet will suffer a big loss, and the United States will suffer a big loss. The unknown enemy is the most terrible
So, it's better not to get involved in this kind of thing.

Besides, he was worried about one more thing.

As the director of the Intelligence Bureau, he also vaguely knew most of the Manhattan Project, and knew that this was the last confidence of the United States, but he felt in his heart that things might not be as simple as Mr. President expected.

······
August [-]th.

Three days have passed since Prime Minister Austria was accurately beheaded.

On this day, the headline on the front page of the Independent Daily, headquartered in Zhaojiayu, is still the content from three days ago - "Operation Meridian Gate", I~~ The People's Army attacked decisively, dispatched long-range bombers, and used precision-guided bombs to decapitate those who transported weapons and ammunition to the devils Austrian war criminals 27 people.

Of course, other content is a little different.

In the second edition, a scientist wrote in detail about the precision-guided bombs used in the operation.

The third version is that the British Empire called on the two sides to live in peace and solve the problem through negotiation.

Stunning headlines, sci-fi weapons, and interesting foreign worlds have led to another million copies of 'The Independent' out of stock today.

·······
Taiyuan.

10:30am.

Mr. Smith, a railway and locomotive engineer with 18 years of work experience, stretched his waist, walked out of the factory, looked at the sky, and yawned:

"Really nice weather."

It has been two months since he came to the Republic of China from the mainland of England, and Mr. Smith is in a particularly good mood at this time.

Taking steps, he walked towards a snack street outside the factory area.

As a double-material elite engineer with solid theory and operation, Smith quickly gained attention after he demonstrated his ability to solve several technical difficulties and brought more than a dozen young apprentices from the base area, and his journey went smoothly.

The salary has doubled and the bonus has skyrocketed.

Naturally, the status has also risen, so I can order some snacks out of this.

During this period, he bought a newspaper.

The latest independent daily.

"Hey···"

Looking at the contents of the second edition, Smith sighed.

The Austrian Prime Minister of the Commonwealth was killed, and the British Empire actually became a peacemaker, but it is normal to think about it,
"In a few years, go buy a small car."

Walking on the road, watching the small cars coming and going, an idea suddenly appeared in Mr. Smith's mind.

The quality of the cars in the Republic of China is excellent, the shock absorption is comfortable, the handling is flexible, there is no peculiar smell, there are air conditioners, and airbags, the traffic laws are relatively perfect, and the roads are very smooth.

When I'm older and retired, it's not bad to drive around the country.

As for the UK...
Thinking of his homeland, Smith sighed again.

[-]% of his monthly salary goes to the British government, and [-]% of the remaining [-]% ​​is donated to the UK. This will continue until the end of the war, and the reconstruction after the war will continue for a period of time.

No one can blame him anymore.

······
subcontinent.

Bihar.

"Teacher."

A communications soldier ran up to Chu Yunfei:

"The third regiment reported that they have occupied all positions, and the little devils have retreated ahead of schedule."

"Humph."

Chu Yunfei sneered.

Although the Americans sent some weapons and ammunition, the amount was not large, and the second batch was intercepted, and it was no longer possible to continue to transport it. The Japanese troops were seriously short of supplies, and their morale dropped.

At this time, the troops he commanded had all kinds of aircraft, artillery, and tanks, sufficient ammunition, and high morale. They were even equipped with No. 125 tanks and [-] heavy artillery because of the opening of the ground supplementary channel.

The difference in strength between the two sides is clear at a glance.

It is normal for Yamamoto and Gangcun to continue to escape.

"Stay in place for repairs."

Chu Yunfei ordered.

It has been continuously attacked for more than 200 kilometers. It is time to digest the territory. Regardless of whether it will continue to be occupied in the future, in short, it is necessary to lay down the commercial line first.

·····
Edinburgh.

"The weather is really nice today."

An English fisherman looks up at the sun in the sky.

Although it is August, the British climate at high latitudes is suitable and comfortable.

"The German planes didn't come either."

Immediately afterwards, the fisherman was a little surprised.

Edinburgh is located to the west of the North Sea. German bombers often drop bombs. Hundreds and thousands of bombs fall every day. The entire city has long been in ruins.

Although the air defense capability has become stronger, it can also protect part of Wales and the safety of the entire state of Ireland. The rest of the cities are still suffering round after round of bombing, and the most elite areas of the British Empire are in these states.

"Get down quickly."

The fisherman's family urged them in the air-raid shelter.

This is an air-raid shelter transformed from a sewer, and there are enough fuel and food stored inside, enough to live for a long time.

Although there is no bombing now, who knows when a bomb will fall, and how many people have died from the German bombs that suddenly fell down.

"Ok."

The fishermen shrank their necks and quickly hid in the air-raid shelter.

······
Hamburg.

In an airport.

"This is···"

The old fox looked at a bomb in Kesselin's hand, and was a little surprised:

"Butterfly Thunder!"

Kesselring said with a smile:

"Starting from the day after tomorrow, in the next fifteen days, there will be 40 tons of these bombs covering every corner of the west coast of Britain."

······
Tokyo.

"It seems that there is no bombing today?"

In the basement, a guard came out after confirming it was safe.

What caught his eyes was a flat and clean Tokyo.

As the largest city of devils, Tokyo has been taken care of time and time again. After the transformation of tens of thousands of daisy cutters, it has been flattened and clean.

······
Eastern line.

A hundred kilometers outside Moscow, a regiment leader looked at the German positions in the distance, his eyes twitching.

They're actually building concrete works!

No wonder there is no offense these days.

"Damn!"

The head of the regiment slammed his fist hard on the civil bunker.

They can only watch the enemy build fortifications, there is nothing to do, because the troops launched an attack a few days ago and suffered a lot of losses.

······
Guam.

"The next step is to wait for the Americans to arrive."

Watching the officers of the logistics and technology center leave, the chief officer stationed in Guam heaved a sigh of relief.

After four consecutive days of training and firing [-] live ammunition, the troops have mastered the use of the 'Bawang' long-range anti-ship missiles, which can accurately hit targets [-] kilometers away.

······
Pearl Harbor.

Navy meeting room.

"Get ready for a massive battle."

Nimitz exhaled loudly.

·····
australia.

Zell.

On the left side is the airport composed of three soil runways. Transport planes landed in an orderly manner, and there was an endless stream. Thousands of workers were busy unloading the cargo loaded by the planes.

on the playground.

Five thousand members of the Miners' Self-Defense Force are training intensively.

Tanks, armored vehicles, mortars, self-propelled artillery, everything is available.

In the distance, at the commanding heights of the hills, teams of workers are building reinforced concrete fortresses, and cannons are pushed into the fortress.

　Too much time has been involved lately...
　　
　
(End of this chapter)