Chapter 829: Dark moment

"Baby, you're awesome!" Photographed on Bergman's PP, Li Zitao walked to the pool in satisfaction, a beautiful leap into the water.
Playing as a good husband and good dad at home for a long time, let him not relax and indulge in such a long time.
Enjoying the air of ‘freedom’ again, Li Zitao felt that all his cells were alive.
His spirit has been tense because of the war.
Now that Dunkirk is happening, what will happen next is a foregone conclusion. The overall direction of World War II will still follow Li Zitao's memory.
So he has nothing to worry about. The American homeland will be far away from the war, and the arms industry under his name will be fully motivated to ensure order production.
If there is anything that makes him uncomfortable recently, except for the trouble caused by Joanna, only the export price of arms.
Because of America’s determination to support its allies, it secretly warned all arms companies that everyone’s interests should not exceed 15%.
What will happen to the violation, Li Zitao can be sure that no one will be in trouble now, because both the allies and the United States need more weapons and equipment.
However, this kind of thing is not the only thing that the Orientals will do. It is more rude and straightforward for Lao Mei to play this set.
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10 Downing Street, London.
This is the center of British power, the real center.
Buckingham Palace is just a face, this is how the huge machine in the UK works and sends the highest order.
Churchill, the prime minister in the war, this old man who is no longer young and energetic, but more wise, is thinking.
His complexion was full of gloom, with deep worry and uneasiness.
The Anglo-French coalition forces are besieged on the opposite side of the strait, where there are all the professional military forces of Britain, which is the strength of Britain and the hope of future victory.
Without them, the British Army is equivalent to the annihilation of the whole army, so they must find ways to withdraw these people.
But what made Churchill feel embarrassed is what to do next?
Their army is losing ground, they are facing the darkest moment, while at home...
There are his old opponents and political opponents in the cabinet, and he keeps looking for his troubles.
They are constantly forcing themselves to choose peace talks, allowing Italy to mediate, alarmist, and have no hope for future wars.
At this time, Churchill thought of his pen pal. He had already made a deep relationship with the leader of the other country, Roosevelt, before he became prime minister.
"Dear Mr. President, are you okay?" Churchill dialed the phone across the ocean in a room less than 3 square meters.
He wanted to borrow 50 old battleships from the United States to rescue the besieged soldiers, save his country and everything he believed in.
But to his disappointment, President Roosevelt rejected his request, even if he had shown the terrible situation that Europe is currently facing.
At this time, Europe is in dire straits. If they cannot get help from outside, they will eventually fail.
Cold sweat slipped off Churchill's forehead. This grumpy, lascivious, alcoholic, bad old man had never had such a moment of fear.
Pressure, endless pressure made him almost breathless.
Whether it is from the outside, or from his party or government, the hope he can see is getting slimmer.
"Solicit ships, requisition all ships, as long as they can float on the sea, all... send them to the other side of the strait and withdraw our troops."
Churchill can only put hope on himself, and he can bear all the pressure.
They have to fight and resist. Peace has never come from negotiations, but deep down, Churchill can't help but shake.
If they really cannot win, then where will he take Britain?
At this time, no one could believe anything. Originally Churchill was firm, but his faith was being destroyed by himself.
In May, everything starts from May.
After completing another frustrating and exhausting cabinet meeting, Churchill sat in the study all night.
This is just what he thinks, in fact, when his wife pushed in, the time was only midnight.
"My dear, you have guests and visitors." Mrs. Churchill turned on the light and stroked her husband's old face with some old hands.
He looked so haggard, like putting the burden and pressure of the world on his shoulders.
"I...I'm not in the mood...I didn't... see any guests." Churchill also had severe stuttering, and the pressure weakened his previous self-control.
"Who is it?" Churchill was curious about the visitor after he finished speaking.
"Your Majesty the King." Seeing him cheer up, Mrs. Churchill turned to the door.
"Which of your Majesty?" Churchill was still a little dazed, and he recovered completely in his pondering ~EbookFREE.me~ murmured: "Of course, our majesty."
"Churchill, I'm sorry to disturb you so late, but in fact, your lady, thinks it is the right time tonight." George VI came in from outside the door.
"When, of course, want, do you want a drink?" This is Churchill's way of expressing intimacy. It is important for him to have a drink.
"Tonight I met many people... including the gentleman beside me." George VI said to the people beside him.
It was only then that Churchill saw that there was a person standing next to His Majesty the King, and he was no stranger to that face.
"Marquis Charlie Lee... very, very honored to be able to see you at this time." Churchill's expression was like a roller coaster, with a bright light in the darkness.
Charlie Lee, American super rich, energy tycoon, real estate developer, arms giant, food and pharmaceutical giant, the most successful Chinese in Europe, America and even the world.
"I am equally honored, Your Excellency Prime Minister." Li Zitao took off his hat and smiled with his shoulders leaning forward.
"Gentlemen, let's sit down and talk!" George VI had to interject when he saw Churchill holding his hand unwilling to let go.
"Oh yes, would you like a drink?" Churchill came again.
"No, there are more important things waiting for us to do." Li Zitao sat next to George VI and waved his hand with a smile.
"Mr. Churchill, my wartime cabinet minister, heard that the possibility of peace talks has increased in vain." George VI took the lead in speaking.
"The war cabinet drafted a letter to Mussolini, asking him to be the middleman for our peace talks with the little man." Churchill's voice was dumb.
The huge pressure these days, came to the door in vain, and also took Li Zitao's attitude of George VI, which made him a little confused.