Imperial Overlord

On the morning of December 3rd, the German naval partisan fleet attacked the UK-2 convoy just 710 kilometers from the east coast of the United States.

Because the British Navy was completely unprepared, the entire UK-2 transport fleet was chased and killed all the way, and in the end it was almost wiped out.

The 7 destroyers that were escorting and a cruiser in charge of the command were all sunk, and the transport ships that were scattered and escaped also sank most of them because of their speed.

Lütjens chased for more than 40 kilometers in one go, before he lost his judgment on the positions of other transport ships. About 20 ships escaped from his butcher's knife, and the remaining 70 ships were all sunk and sent into down the sea.

The huge UK-2 transport fleet has since become history, and the frightened UK-1 fleet is still waiting to arrange a return voyage in the UK at this moment.

Before lunch time on December 3, a British naval officer rushed into Churchill's prime minister's office: "It's bad! Mr. Prime Minister!"

Looking at the stunned Churchill, the officer was not polite, and hurriedly said the reason for letting him enter the prime minister's office without authorization: "UK-2 transport fleet, it's over!"

Is the UK-2 transport fleet over? The news buzzed in Churchill's head, nearly knocking him down on his writing desk.

After all, the man who delivered the famous Iron Curtain speech in the original real history had a very strong will.

Barely suppressing the surging blood, Churchill looked at the naval officer who reported the letter and vented his anger: "The UK-2 fleet is over, so why isn't your navy over? Ah? Do you still match the word royal? You How about the sense of honor? Are they all eaten by dogs?"

He slaps the table and growls in pain! Because just now, the news of the veto of the US Congress has been delivered to Churchill through the most unobstructed channel.

Churchill now is like a lit cannonball, looking for a vent. And the Navy made such a big news at this time, it really gave Churchill a big gift.

"Do you know? Start today! Start now! We can no longer buy supplies from the United States on credit! We can no longer owe credit!" When he said this, he scolded: "Rice bucket! You are all rice buckets!"

"Am I going to be the Minister of the Navy and command you **** to fight?" Because the door to the office was not closed in time, his voice could be heard clearly in the entire corridor.

What was Mr. Prime Minister shouting just now? Is the UK-2 transport fleet over? Hearing this explosive news, the first thing the secretary and other deputies did was to quickly put on their coats.

Although London can now guarantee the timely distribution of some of the food stipulated in the ration coupons, it is already stretched.

Which of the people working in the Prime Minister's Office is not a human being? When I heard that there was a problem with the UK-2 fleet, I immediately thought of it. This time, it is estimated that London will be unlucky.

Before, no matter which city had problems, at least London could be guaranteed. Because this is the foundation of the empire, and it is also the most important face above.

But now, when there are troubles in other places, London has become a target of exploitation that can be considered, and less food can be prepared, and the chaos in London is not yet in trouble.

Because most people can still be guaranteed food and clothing before, and occasionally there will be one or two out of cooking, everyone also maintains the same gentleman's demeanor.

but! That was before! Now I just heard that the supplies aided by the United States are about to be cut off, and the news that the UK-2 transport fleet is finished. This is an extraordinary time.

Hurry up to buy food and get enough food for your family to eat next year! That's what everyone in the office really thinks. Some male officials have already walked out, and some female officials are carrying telephone receivers and seem to be saying something to the men in their families.

"My God... Under such circumstances, what other secrets can be kept?" Originally, he had come to report to Churchill. Seeing the scene in front of him, the new director of the British Secret Security Service sighed.

He also heard the roar of the Prime Minister just now, and of course he knew what these people were doing when they asked for leave or left without a word.

These people will go to illegal grain dealers, and then buy a large amount of grain to reserve the reason. Of course, the reason will be revealed by some people intentionally or unintentionally, which is a certain thing.

After all, sterling is not very valuable now, and there are almost as many ration coupons as waste paper, so when you want a lot of food, you can only buy it with valuable things.

Like...a secret! A secret from the Prime Minister's Office! Merchants would be willing to pay some grain in return, then hoard it and wait for a higher price.

The British public's trust in the British government has begun to collapse, and the less food there is, the more people will join the army of food hoarders. Correspondingly, there will be less food circulating on the market, and the less food people have, the more anxiety they feel about the government...

If this goes on and on, trust will collapse in the end, and the people who have lost their basic living materials may be even more destructive than the German armored division!

"Sir!" The deputy who followed the director of the Secret Security Bureau shouted anxiously at this time.

The director of the Secret Security Bureau turned his head and saw the anxious look on his deputy's face. Then the director who came to report his work gave a wry smile and asked, "What? Are you in a hurry to buy food?"

"There are a lot of people in the bureau... they don't have much food in their hands..." The adjutant held back for a long time, and pleaded with his superior with a blushing face.

"Let's go... Let's wait and come again..." The director of the Secret Security Bureau shook his head and gave up his serious plan.

Now, even if he is willing to catch those **** who leak, there is not much to stop this self-degeneration in the absence of life security.

He can catch these people in front of him, and even scold and teach his subordinates, but he can't stop the next group of people from doing the same thing.

"What?" An old man in a coat looked at the young man beside him with a look of surprise: "God forbid, do you mean that the price of food will increase tomorrow?"

"Shhh! Be quiet!" The young man lowered his British Navy cap, looked left and right, and said in a very low voice, "I can't go away, you go and tell my dad and ask him to buy food quickly. , the more the better!"

"Of course! Of course! I have to buy some too... I can't starve to death." The old gentleman nodded and walked out with a staggering step.

The young man looked at the old man who was far away, and hurriedly returned to the Prime Minister's office. He was absent from work and sneaked out. If he really wanted to find out, it is estimated that it would be an inseparable thing to deduct a espionage charge for him.

If he hadn't met his old neighbor on the way, he would have to walk a long way home. Now there seems to be a better way to help his neighbors. Why not do it?

Soon, the second person will tell the news to the third person, and the third person will tell the news to the fourth person... One after another, the price of food in London will reach a new high.

At the same time when food prices hit a new height, a piece of intelligence from the United Kingdom caught Adrian's attention.

He held the telegram and carefully checked the code words in it, proving the accuracy of the news. This made him very happy, because this information was different from the previous information.

Before, the information that the Head of State received was directly sent to the Head of State, and Adrian, who was sent directly to the Head of State, could not touch or see it, and could only passively receive it from the Head of State.

Although the information was very important and unusually accurate, Adrian still did not have the experience of an officer engaged in intelligence work.

His intelligence service was completely attached to the Führer, had few effective intelligence channels, and knew little about Britain and the United States other than domestic oversight of officials.

But now it is different. The German intelligence officers lurking in the UK have finally returned a useful telegram, which represents the birth of a new channel different from the "shadow force".

With the second channel, Adrian doesn't have to worry about the lack of corroborating intelligence, nor does he have to worry about the embarrassment that his work is completely dependent on the head of state.

Because of this, he held the telegram in his hand, and his mood suddenly became very good: "Adjutant! Prepare the car! I'm going to see the head of state..."

Soon, the "shadow" commander of the intelligence department of the Supreme Command, Adrian, a close associate of the head of state, rushed to the Prime Minister's Office with a piece of information.

Different from the previous process, this time he was not informed and went to the head of state to obtain information, but brought a piece of information to meet his head of state.

"My Fuhrer! The intelligence officer codenamed Grey Cat finally got the first useful piece of information, and the content is here." After seeing the Fuhrer~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Adrian carefully put the message in the file bag on the table.

"Very good... You have finally achieved results." Li Le nodded with satisfaction and looked at the content of the intelligence message.

This message is very simple. Apart from the code words, there is only one message: news from the Prime Minister's Office that the price of food in the UK will continue to rise.

"Food...price increase..." Li Le tapped on the armrest of his chair, frowning thinking about the content of this hard-won information.

This is the first time he has actually analyzed a piece of intelligence, rather than calling up those actual "snippets of history" in his mind.

"Let the gray cat not worry about other things, carefully keep an eye on the food of the British, and report it quickly if there is any abnormality!" After giving Adrian a well-established order, Li Le's mind was still thinking about the lack of British food. What is the food.

"Attack now? Or wait and see?" Li Le, who had no answer in his heart, muttered in a voice that only he could hear while waving his hand to let Adrian leave.

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