Bismarck

If the Rhine daughter weighs more than two tons, the anti-ship missile will be equipped with more fuel and warheads, and the volume and tonnage will be larger - but it doesn't matter, a few rocket boosters can be attached when launching. Another problem is that the ramjet engine consumes a lot of fuel, so the power range is far lower than the original V-1 "Nemesis" cruise missile. Under Eugen's approach of "launching the anti-aircraft missile to the highest point with a ballistic trajectory, and then gliding and diving to attack the long-distance target", the light bulb in the Persian cat's head was once again lit up.

First, use rocket boosters to push it to an ultra-high altitude of 11,000 meters, and then run all the way at that altitude where the air density is only one-fifth of that at sea level, and even the current propeller engines are basically severe asthma! The ultra-high stratosphere basically isolates the thunder, rain and dew that we see, hear and feel in daily life. Even the average temperature of minus 70 degrees is not an insurmountable problem in front of the heat pipes led out of the ramjet engine.

After all, as early as 1940, when the warships were towed back to Zeppelin, Bismarck had told Zeppelin about the area ratio, which could be easily found on Baidu in his "previous life". After all, fighter jets of later generations could easily reach supersonic speeds, but today's fighter jets take a long time to accelerate during a dive, and may even disintegrate in the air!

but……

"Come to think of it, if Zeppelin brings two carrier-based aircraft wings back to the country to replace jet aircraft, it seems that they will conduct modification training, right?"

Thinking of the jet's lightning speed, Bismarck, who had become a cat-like spirit in battle, smoothed his waist-length golden hair that was messed up by the sea breeze, and basked in the sunny summer sun. For some reason, a safety issue suddenly came to his mind!

At present, the German Air Force in the coastal areas of France has only five wings: Zeppelin's GR-186 Wing, the Second Carrier Aircraft Wing rebuilt by Globe on the flight deck of the Gneisenau aircraft carrier, which collected the remnants of the previous Europa and Bremen Wings, and the JG-2 "Richthofen" Wing of the German Air Force stationed in the Brest Fortress, facing all air bases in the southwest of the United Kingdom. At most, there is a night fighter wing and a "teaching wing" that should actually be considered as training fighter pilots. Now that Zeppelin and Globe have returned to their country to change their equipment, I'm afraid it will be very dangerous for a while...

Especially now that Eugen's modification work has been forcibly designated by Tirpitz as "Aegis". And after seeing the combat capability of the anti-aircraft missiles, even his and Tirpitz's No. 3 rear main turrets have been removed. In order to deal with the increasingly fierce Allied anti-ship missile strikes and air combat command, including Zeppelin, which does not need to be equipped with long-range anti-aircraft missiles, Lütjens and even Raeder directly reached an agreement on "Aegis": regardless of whether there is a ship girl or not, everyone will have a set - anyway, the flat-panel radar ship girl will come out, and then imitate it after figuring out the process!

This old Leitou is really a shrewd person!

But there is still a way - especially, both Goering and Raeder were very patient when it came to keeping the anti-aircraft missiles confidential!

Apart from shooting down a confused Mosquito reconnaissance aircraft during the experiment, Goering had no intention of actually using this weapon before the production of air defense missiles and the number of missile battalions distributed in various places reached a large scale. He just replaced the guidance radar with the frequency band of the old radar every time during the air raid, and conducted a "cold test" on the anti-interference ability and multi-target allocation ability of the air defense missile seeker - it is called a "cold" test, but in fact, except for the missile not being ignited, other electromagnetic environments are directly tested in the corners of the actual battlefield!

"Sister, does that mean that this time, it looks like we're going to use anti-aircraft missiles to fight?"

Shaking his head left and right, Eugen's twin ponytails swung out two beautiful golden arcs in the sunlight, like stretched rabbit ears, as if listening to something - at the mouth of the Garonne River outside the port of Bordeaux, there should have been an 88mm anti-aircraft artillery battalion of the Air Force, but behind the anti-aircraft artillery, several trucks were sneakily pulling dozens of iron frames that had just been dragged over onto the camouflage nets. And under these camouflage nets, circles of sandbags seemed to be piled up...

It looks like if the British really come over tonight, the sky will probably be very lively, right?

A "new type of guided weapon that has never been seen before", if the ambush position is set up in advance...

"Sister, what should we do if Eugen wants to join the war? Sister, please help us talk to Top and the commander~~ Eugen also wants to protect everyone..."

Little Eugen, who was itching to get her "phased array radar" modified yet, jumped onto Bismarck's arm, grabbed the cat's paw and started shaking it. Seeing that Bismarck didn't react, she even leaned forward and nodded towards her "406mm main turret".

(The main turret is an arm, if you think it’s wrong, go find a pair of scissors and “eradicate all evil”!)

After all, the modification is mainly for the sailors. One more group of people means one more force in a battle. However, even if the modification is not completed, as long as the launcher can be used, it doesn't matter to the sailors, but it makes no difference to Eugen himself!

After all, her current firepower is as much as 24 "Rhine Daughter" long-range air defense missiles, four 105-tube "Himmler Organ Modified" short-range interceptor missiles on each side, and three twin-mounted mm anti-aircraft guns. After a while, she may have to install sixteen-tube supersonic long-range heavy air defense missiles and a set of unnamed "eight-sided radar array" missile heavy cruisers!

The result of her itchy heart is that even she, who was originally pure and quiet, now feels itchy hands.

Of course, this is also to protect his two sisters who are still dismantling and modifying the cannon, as well as the real body of sister Zeppelin who returned to the country to pick him up.

"Okay, okay, I'll help you explain it later..."

The battleship, whose center of gravity was slightly shifted due to being shaken by its own sister, felt its arm aching a little as it watched the 18,000-ton little rabbit jumping around happily.

After all, the place where the three sisters are basking in the sun and where Prince Eugen is jumping around now is the top of the front main turret of the Bismarck battleship, the flagship of the German War Navy!

I glanced around and saw the sailors below looking at each other, all of them looking like they were in a state of boat shock.

Chapter 868

"Continue! Continue! Continue! Continue! Continue!"

"...Hmm? It's finally time for lunch. Oh my god, I'm so tired..."

"Let's go, let's go eat."

On a piece of wasteland east of the Ural Mountains, a large group of people in prison uniforms, amid the sound of the lunch whistle and the shouts of the guards, lazily dropped the farm tools in their hands, listlessly lined up in a messy formation, and "fell" towards the canteen, staggering with every step.

However, although it was called a canteen, it was actually just an open-air space. Apart from a few cooking vehicles at the entrance, under the surveillance of armed guards, prisoners on duty as kitchen helpers took turns distributing lunch to the large group of prisoners who had "come off work".

However, food shortage in the Soviet Union is actually very tight!

"Hey, man, come to think of it, I don't know what we're going to have for lunch today. Are we going to get just two potatoes again?"

"What else? What do you think they'll give us to eat? Look, it's just as expected, two potatoes and a ladle of porridge."

"This... this is unbelievable!... After doing such heavy work, they only give us this little food?!"

"Put your tools away and keep order! ... Hmm? No making noise! ​​I'm talking to you, shut up! You two bastards!"

Looking at the watery porridge and the potatoes that were not even as big as a fist, even with the shouting of the Internal Security Army, some people still wanted to make a few noises.

However, the stern-faced Internal Security Force would not talk about human rights to the invaders. They raised their hands and swung down with the butt of their rifles.

So the guy who was making a fuss immediately understood what it meant to reason with you (physics) in the Soviet way.

"Really? A bunch of fratricides. They're still not behaving themselves even after being prisoners of war!... Damn, if you hadn't come and beat us up, there wouldn't be these things happening now!" After finishing his speech with the butt of his rifle, the Internal Security Army soldier ignored the troublemaker who was squatting on the side with his head in his hands, turned around and walked back cursing.

God have mercy on them, even the food for the soldiers of the Internal Security Army who were guarding these guys - even the food for the general of the Ministry of Internal Affairs who led them - was the same as that of these prisoners of war, just a ladle of thin soup and two potatoes!

"Damn it, you Germans are much more developed than us, so why are you coming here to rob us! If it weren't for you guys, the French, destroying the fertile land in the west, why would I want to share my meager soup and two potatoes with you?!"

Every time they think of the country that was once peaceful but now has trouble getting food because of the invasion of the French and Russian aggressors, the soldiers of the Internal Security Army wish they could just pick up their machine guns, press the sear, and "finally" solve the problem with just a few ammunition belts!

"Keeping these French prisoners of war to cultivate the land? If it weren't for that bastard Hitler, I would have passed the exam to become a tractor driver! The efficiency of cultivating land with a tractor is much better than that of you hungry ghosts!"

"Besides, if it weren't for you bastards, my father, my mother, my sister, and my best friends from school..."

The cursing Internal Guard soldier stood back beside the kitchen car with his gun in hand, looking at this bunch of scum with even more hatred in his expression.

What’s even more infuriating is that a few British and American uncles came to the International Red Cross the day before yesterday. After touring the prisoner-of-war camp, they pointed fingers and criticized the prisoners in the camp for having a hard life and so on…

Why don't they see what kind of trouble they have brought upon our peaceful Soviet Union? They are asking for it!

The hateful Internal Guard handed over the shift to his comrades at the whistle, and then mistook the potatoes on the plate for fascists.

However, it was also thanks to the Soviet concept that fairness was the most important thing. Even now that the absolute food self-sufficiency rate had been destroyed by the war, under Stalin's order, the Internal Guard had fully monitored the country's food distribution. Although everyone was hungry, everyone was able to get food, so there was no large-scale starvation.

Moreover, the Ministry of Internal Affairs also achieved this goal "equally" in the management of prisoner-of-war camps.

At least the Internal Security Force soldiers who were guarding the prisoners of war ate basically the same food and lived in the same tents as the prisoners.

Of course, in theory, generals and marshals still have some privileges - as they are old, they do not have to participate in collective labor, but can live in a small tent, eat relatively delicious food, read newspapers, and chat together while listening to the half-baked German news broadcast from the loudspeakers.

"…First, let's play the war report from the front! A week ago, starting from July 200, Hitler once again ignored the difficulties of the fascist invasion and assembled a force of about people in armored divisions headed by Marshal Kluge. In the Kursk area, they launched a dying counterattack against the solid positions that our heroic Red Army quickly built with the help of the people. However, under the tenacious resistance and counterattack of the heroic Red Army commanders and fighters, the fascist offensive has been thwarted! Just yesterday, in the tank battle that broke out in the Prokhovka area, our glorious Guards Tank Army severely damaged the German Second SS Panzer Army and destroyed enemy tanks! Now, the offensive of the fascist army has stopped, and in some areas, our heroic Red Army troops have begun to turn to counterattack! ..."

Listening to the war report in the "midday news" broadcast by the Soviet political worker announcer, the three middle-aged and elderly people who were sitting together in the tent "tasting" black bread raised their heads at the same time, glanced at each other, and all had awkward smiles on their faces.

"Hey, you're still reckless at this moment. The leader is really stubborn..."

Among the three, Guderian, who had the longest seniority and the greatest contributions, and therefore the highest status, shook his head and said, "If I were still at the headquarters, I would definitely advise him not to do this. The Italian army in Tunisia was completely wiped out in May, and Britain and the United States could land in Italy at any time. At this time, we must focus on defense, right? And we have to concentrate 900,000 people to attack? What the hell is this..."

"I don't know. I guess who came up with this bad idea?" Paulus, who had worked in the General Staff for many years and knew very well that in many cases it was the military officers who tampered with or even coerced Hitler's operational ideas, responded absent-mindedly.

On the other side, Guderian, who also came from the General Staff, thought about it and nodded somewhat depressed.

"Forget it. Now we are all defeated generals and prisoners. We can't care about those trivial matters." Paulus put down the newspaper in his hand and said depressedly, "But the potential of the Russians is really terrifying. This newspaper said that their people actively supported the war and tried every means to increase production. It said that the coal production efficiency in the Urals has increased by more than two times compared to 1940, and this is in the case of a serious shortage of young and middle-aged people... Tell me, how true is this news?"

"It shouldn't be that many, right? But maybe. The industry in the Urals has not been destroyed, and hundreds of thousands of enterprises transferred from the west have also taken root here. According to the Russian organizational model, if we add some equipment and work in three shifts, it's hard to say..." Guderian, who knew that the essence of war was to compete with the overall national strength, frowned and looked a little melancholy: "When I was captured last year, Russian tanks were really overwhelming. Without resources and industrial support, there wouldn't be so many tanks... Wait, look at Rommel, is this old guy thinking about his wife again?"

Hearing Guderian's shout, Paulus turned his head and looked at his "junior brother" who was originally unruly and would only listen to Guderian and himself. Since adjusting his mentality from the gap between being taken prisoner, this fox in the desert now spends his daily routine staring at his wedding ring, and occasionally kissing it - five times a day, morning, noon, afternoon, and evening, without fail!

The thoughts and prayers for this wife are even more devout than those of the most fanatical ascetic!

"Hey, you love-sick man... Forget it, forget it, don't bother me when I'm thinking about my wife." He shook his head, shrugged, waved his hand at Guderian and changed the subject: "However, if the Russians are like this, the American production capacity will only be higher, plus the resources of the British colonies... At this time, instead of accumulating strength to prepare for a decisive battle, you are going to confront the Russian defense line... This is a waste of manpower and time!"

Although as a marshal, several people knew that Germany already had the modified E-50 at that time, and had also heard of jet fighters, but even if these things were equipped to the troops, the initial number of equipment would be very uncertain. Besides, did the Russians really have no new weapons?

"Yes, so if I were still in the officer corps, I would definitely dissuade him! At this time, it is foolish to fight and consume each other!" Guderian smacked his lips angrily, and was somewhat disdainful of the gambler temperament of Germany who was still gambling on the fate of the country when it was in danger. But thinking about it carefully, it seems that he was also a reckless man and gambler when he was in Dunkirk and Smolensk...?

"Don't be a jinx, tsk..." He shook his head and smacked his lips, not wanting to think about those bad things that happened when he was young and frivolous.

However, at this time, the announcer in the Soviet prisoner-of-war camp continued to broadcast the news that could be called "the misfortune of the empire":

"...According to the information provided by the British and American allies, the Allied landing force successfully landed in Sicily three days ago. The landing force has been advancing all the way and is now heading towards Palermo, the capital of Sicily. According to the news just confirmed, due to the repeated failures of the Italian fascists, a coup d'état recently broke out in Rome, and the evil rule of the fascist party has collapsed! Now the King of Italy has appointed Marshal Pedro Badoglio as the Prime Minister of the Provisional Government and has sent a special envoy to start peace talks with the Allied forces... This is a great victory with milestone significance in the world's people's anti-fascist struggle! It will also be the same shameful end for the bandit leader Hitler and his Nazi Germany!! "

A croaking crow flew over the top of the tent as if with a sneer, and the three captured Nazi German marshals, including Rommel who had come to his senses, were all stunned.

........................

The news of Italy's defeat and the fall of the Inkwell shook the entire Wolf's Lair.

Let’s not talk about Hitler, who was furious and banged the tables and chairs while racking his brains to organize a rescue. Let’s not talk about Manstein, who patted his chest and was full of confidence before the Battle of Kursk, slapped his head and regretted it during the battle, and slapped his thigh and passed the buck afterwards. Let’s not talk about how Hitler’s chief of guards, "the most dangerous man in Europe", Otto Skorzeny, who was appointed in a critical moment, organized a commando team to raid the mountaintop hotel where Mussolini was imprisoned on the Gran Sasso, and how Field Marshal Kesselring urgently organized the Southern European Corps to go south to block the Allied forces. There is also the "Northern Italian Republic" established by Moping with his popularity in the northern industrial zone and the air force, and a puppet air force with a group of ace backbones who swore allegiance to him...

Well, at least it seems that with the mountainous terrain in central and southern Italy, although Kesselring currently has only six divisions, it seems that he can at least still fight.

At this moment, the British and American leaders were gathering in Quebec, Canada, racking their brains for the Allies' next plan.

However, compared with the atmosphere and strategic situation in expected history, the current leaders of Britain and the United States have somewhat bad looks.

Although the deep-sea snipers on the Atlantic shipping line have been contained to a certain extent, they still pose a serious threat to the Allied shipping due to the range of oxygen torpedoes, the long underwater standby time, and the silent ability brought by the silencing tiles and shock-absorbing float valves. Not only did the previously promised material aid to the Soviet Union basically exist in name only, but even the US military's troop projection and material reserves in the UK were greatly affected. The Eighth Army of the US Army Air Force, which was originally expected to be deployed in the UK in early 43, did not until June, under the command of air transport expert Major General Turner, rely on large numbers of C47 transport aircraft and heavy bombers that "condescended to transport" from Canada and Iceland. The continuous "transfer air transport", coupled with the mass service of the North American P-51 long-range fighter jets equipped with Griffin engines after major modifications, finally gathered enough forces to independently launch air campaigns.

Then, the fledgling U.S. Army Air Force heavy bomber unit suffered a heavy blow in the sky over Europe!

On June 1943, 6, the Eighth Air Force, which thought it had fulfilled its missions with the Royal Air Force heavy bomber unit, went out in full force and began its own eagle strike! Under the ambitious leadership of General Curtis LeMay, the commander of the army, 3 heavy bombers from seven squadrons, directly escorted by 2 "little friends", crossed the strait and entangled hundreds of bottles and Spitfires of the JG- Wing of the Brest Fortress. Following the two hundred Mustangs and more than ten electronic jammers that "seized air power from above, swept the anti-aircraft guns from below, and covered everything, they were imaginative and imaginative", they swarmed towards the German airports, ports, docks, docks and submarine caves on the Atlantic coast!

Then, Admiral Henry Arnold, commander of the U.S. Army Air Force, who was stationed in Britain to personally supervise the war, heard in great pain the Nine Heavens Dance of Rhine's daughter and the howling Crow of Disaster from the hissing and interfering radio sound!

The latest model from Dr. Strange Cat’s brain, nicknamed the Crow of Disaster, is named TA-183 but the actual design concept should be written as F-86 jet fighter. In the hands of a well-trained ace pilot, it basically massacres the Mustang!

Under the muzzle flames of the jet fighter that was said to bring endless disasters, which seemed to be full of sarcasm and contempt, Arnold did not even have time to hear the last words of an arsonist who died before he could even commit a crime!

Under the bloody sunset, he ended up dead on his horse's hide.

Looking at the empty runway in the sunset, thinking about the bustling morning of the attack, Arnold, knowing full well that his men had flown westward into heaven and would never return, burst into tears and issued a new order with a painful sob:

Until the German army's "ultra-long-range rocket air defense weapons" and TA-183 fighters are defeated, the large-scale strategic bombing operation against Germany is suspended indefinitely!

After the news reached Britain and the United States, whether it was Fatty Qiu or Lame Luo, or even their air force generals and scientific advisers, they were all stunned. They couldn't help but wonder why the "red country" to the east of Germany could withstand such advanced weapons and defend against the German army's "counterattack" a week after the bloody battle of Kursk?

It's just that I can't figure out the 0.45-inch (Georgia) steel plate sister, and she was hit in the nose bridge!

Of course, these people would definitely not praise the Soviet Red Army on the other side. Even though they relied on anti-aircraft guns and low-altitude sneak attacks on airports at night, they relied on their fighting will to defend their country with blood and lives!

But, if this continues...

"This won't do! The Russians can actually fight on equal terms with Germany!... Our great Polish territory is still occupied by these two bastards! Back then, our great Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth was so glorious!!"

The representatives of the Polish government in exile were unwilling and complained bitterly.

According to the Poles, their territory should naturally be bounded by the "most glorious, peak, greatest and most brilliant" era - from Berlin in the west to Moscow in the east, from the Gulf of Finland in the north to the Mediterranean Sea in the south, all of which have been Poland's territories "since ancient times"!

Even if it is not their own territory, they must instigate independence under their influence! Whether it is Ukraine or East Prussia, whether it is Bulgaria or Teschen (which was snatched from Czechoslovakia during the Munich conspiracy in 38 and has never been returned), it would even be better to have the power to depose and enthrone the tsar (as in history), and then when the tsar is established, he can order the other side around as a puppet of the inferior population of East Slavs.

"As long as I say this is mine, then this is mine!"

The Poles were spitting everywhere and looked like they wanted to divide the world up, which made the Lithuanian exile representatives around them roll their eyes.

(PS: In 39, Poland not only instigated the independence of Ukraine and Georgia, but also tried to incite rebellion in the prisoner-of-war camps. Even after suppressing a group of prisoners in Katyn and exiling them to Kazakhstan, they were still obsessed with instigating secession.)

Seeing the Polish representative speaking nonsense, many normal people chose to stand aside and watch. However, for British Prime Minister Churchill and US President Roosevelt on the rostrum, this kind of Poland is what they want most!

After all, the life-and-death battle between the two giants, the Soviet Union and Germany, was quite frightening to these civilized gentlemen who stood by and watched and hoped to take advantage of the situation.

If either the Soviet Union or Germany were replaced by our opponent... the picture would be so beautiful that I can’t even imagine it!

"Therefore, the Soviet Union and Germany must both suffer heavy losses! Then let these Poles stir up hatred and 'maintain the balance of the continent'!" Churchill smiled, as if he had already seen the ideal continental situation of "restoring stability".

By the way, who was the last person who offended people everywhere and didn't want to challenge Britain? It seems to be Prime Minister Otto von Bismarck, the founder of the Second Empire?

On the one hand, they took away two French provinces, on the other hand, they refused to merge with Austria, and on the other hand, they refused to reach an economic agreement with the Tsarist Russia, whose Second Empire "just happened to complement each other in resources and industry, and whose emperors were good friends", and even had an extremely friendly attitude towards British maritime power - you have to know that at that time, Germany's industry was emerging and it was in urgent need of resource production areas and markets. On the one hand, Prime Minister Bismarck rejected the Tsarist Russia, which had great resource and market potential, on the other hand, he offended France, and on the other hand, he needed a large amount of import and export trade to maintain economic growth... He just didn't take the initiative to find Britain to "maintain peace"!

In other words, Germany only had the reputation of a military empire, but in fact its economic lifeline was completely tied to the British maritime hegemony like a dog chain! Moreover, Germany also made enemies everywhere on the European continent. The final result was basically certain: apart from being a watchdog for Britain on the European continent, Germany was simply not to be feared!

Even if Germany were to form a European Economic Union, to put it bluntly it would just be a large "horse feeding" republic!

But no one expected that Prime Minister Bismarck, who was devoted to "peace", would eventually be dismissed by William II!

No one knows whether this emperor, who seemed to behave eccentrically but actually controlled the lifeline of Germany's military industry at the time, had seen something - otherwise, it would be difficult to explain William II's efforts to build a high seas fleet.

Although World War I eventually defeated the Second Empire, the British Empire was also completely damaged! From this perspective, it is not true that land powers "cannot threaten the status of maritime powers" - of course, this is not good news for countries like Britain and the United States that rely on sea power to poach, impose sanctions, manipulate trade and monopolize commerce!

And every time I think of Prime Minister Bismarck, I can think of the evil battleship named after this Junker tycoon who seemed iron-blooded but was actually submissive. Ironically, Prime Minister Bismarck himself was extremely friendly towards Britain, but the battleship Bismarck and her captain Lütjens caused heavy losses to the British Royal Navy!

The Third Reich behind the evil fleet, and another red country that had always been despised as an "inferior Orthodox race", are now causing chaos on the European continent, and even the gods and ghosts are terrified!

In particular, McKinley's Land Power Theory said that the resources of Eurasia are far greater than those of the so-called maritime countries! If we cannot effectively intervene in Eurasia, no matter which of the two countries wins - even if they are seriously injured, after dominating Eurasia, they can rely on their absolute resource and manpower advantages to soar directly into the sky and become a true superpower that can compete with the whole world with the power of one country and not fall behind!

Although Britain and the United States are both former superpowers and rising superpowers, and now have achieved a peaceful handover, this is based on the premise that both sides have the same economic stance and the same enemies. However, it is impossible for the red Soviet Union and the nationalist industrial capital Germany to "coexist peacefully" with themselves!

The resources of the continent are almost endless. Even if they occupy North America and control Latin America, Britain and the United States will never be able to compete with the entire Eurasian continent! If we can't find a way to "drive a nail" into the continent, the consequences are self-evident!

"So, Mr. Prime Minister, do you think that the Polish representative's appeal has some rationality?"

Looking at Churchill, whose face was tangled and even a little grinning, one could imagine why there is a saying that an unbalanced mentality makes people ugly. Roosevelt, who seemed to always solve problems with the smile of a Wall Street gentleman, gently opened his mouth and spoke in a tone that made people feel like spring breeze, and asked Churchill, whose expression was distorted, a question.

"Ah... Sorry, I just thought of something suddenly. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Mr. President."

Churchill rubbed his face and softened his expression. Then he raised his glass with the demeanor of a London aristocrat and gently clinked it with Roosevelt's: "But Poland is indeed a pitiful country. It had a glorious history, but it was destroyed by the Soviet Union and the Russians less than 20 years after its founding... We should really uphold world justice. Just like the Jews, whose homeland was occupied by the Palestinians for two thousand years, it is time to seek justice for them."

"Yes, the Poles and Jews are both smart, docile and peace-loving peoples. All those treason, traitors, loan sharks, profiting from national disasters, stirring up trouble everywhere, and greed are all nonsense." Roosevelt smiled as always and clinked glasses in return: "As for noble blood? Isn't noble blood a good thing? Why do some villains always dislike people like them? They clearly moved God through hard work."

"Yes, then, let's settle the demands of the Polish and Jewish representatives." Churchill nodded and even raised his eyebrows. Thousands of words cannot express everything, everything is implied.