"Baby, you performed so well!" Li Zitao walked towards the swimming pool with satisfaction, and a beautiful forward jump into the water.

He has played a good husband and a good father at home for a long time, which has not been relaxed and indulged in this way for a long time.

After enjoying the "free" air again, Li Zitao felt that all the cells in his body came alive.

Because of the war, his spirit was always tense.

Now, Dunkirk is happening, and what will happen next is a foregone conclusion. The overall direction of World War II will still follow what Li Zitao remembers.

So he had nothing to worry about. The American mainland will stay away from the war, and the arms industry under his name will be fully motivated to ensure order production.

If there is anything that has made him unhappy recently, besides the trouble Joanna has caused, there is only the export price of arms.

Because America is determined to support allies, it secretly warned all arms companies that the interests of all people shall not exceed 15%.

What will happen if the violation is done? Li Zitao is sure that no one will cause trouble now, because both the Allies and the United States need more weapons and equipment.

However, it is not only Oriental people who can do this. When Americans play this game, they are more rude and straightforward, and more heartless and cruel.

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10 Downing Street, London.

This is the center of rights in the UK, the real center.

Buckingham Palace is just a shame, and this is the place where this huge British machine works and sends the highest commands.

Churchill, the Prime Minister of the Wartime Cabinet, was pondering the old man who was no longer young, energetic, but more wise.

His face was full of gloom, with heavy worry and uneasiness.

The British and French coalition forces were besieged across the strait, where all the British professional military forces were there, which was the confidence of Britain and the hope for victory in the future.

Without them, the British Army would be equivalent to annihilation, so they had to find a way to remove these men.

But what made Churchill feel embarrassed was what should we do next?

Their army is retreating step by step, they are facing the darkest moment, and at home...

In the cabinet, his old opponents and political enemies are also constantly intriguing him.

They kept forcing themselves to choose peace talks, let Italy mediate, exaggerate, and have no hope for future wars.

At this time, Churchill thought of his pen pal, Roosevelt, the leader of the other side who had already made deep feelings before he became prime minister.

"Dear Mr. President, are you okay?" Churchill called the other side of the ocean in a room of less than 3 square meters.

He wanted to borrow 50 old battleships from America to save the besieged soldiers, his country and everything he believed in.

But to his disappointment, President Roosevelt rejected his request, even if he had shown the horrible situation that Europe is currently facing.

Europe is in danger at this time, and if they cannot get help from outside, they will eventually fail.

Cold sweat slid off Churchill's forehead. This old man who was a little irritable, lustful, and drunken, had never had such a moment of fear.

The pressure, the endless pressure made him almost breathless.

Whether from outside, his party or within the government, the hope he can see becomes increasingly slim.

"Collection of ships, recruiting all ships, as long as they are things that can float on the sea, send them to the other side of the strait and withdraw our troops."

Churchill could only put his hope on himself and he could bear all the pressure.

They want to fight and resist. Peace is never achieved through negotiation, but deep down, Churchill couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

If they really can't win, where will he take Britain?

At this time, no one can believe in anything. Churchill was originally firm, but his confidence was being destroyed by his own people.

In May, everything starts in May.

After finishing another frustrating and exhausted cabinet meeting, Churchill sat in the study all night.

This was only what he thought, but in fact, when his wife pushed the door open, it was only midnight.

"Dear, you have guests and visitors have arrived." Mrs. Churchill turned on the light and stroked her husband's equally old face with her somewhat old hands.

He looked so haggard, as if he put the burden and pressure of the whole world on his shoulders.

"I...I'm not in the mood...I haven't seen any guests." Churchill also had a serious stuttering, and the pressure made his former self-control weaken.

"Who is it?" After saying that, Churchill was a little curious about the visitors again.

"His Majesty the King." Seeing him cheering up, Mrs. Churchill turned around and walked towards the door.

"Which Majesty?" Churchill was still a little confused, and after pondering, he completely recovered, and murmured: "Of course, our Majesty."

"Churchill, I'm sorry to bother me so late, but in fact, your lady, think it's time tonight." George VI walked in from outside the door.

"When, of course, you want to have a drink?" This is Churchill's way of expressing his intimacy, and being able to have a drink is important to him.

"I met many people tonight... including the gentleman beside me." George VI said to the people beside me.

It was not until then that Churchill saw that there was a person standing beside His Majesty the King, and he was not unfamiliar with that face.

"Marquis Charlie Lee...is very, very honored to see you at this time." Churchill's expression was like a roller coaster, and a bright light lit up in the darkness.

Charlie Lee, the super rich man in America, energy tycoon, real estate developers, arms giants, food and pharmaceutical giants, the most successful Chinese in Europe, America and even the world.

"I feel equally honored, Prime Minister." Li Zitao took off his hat and said with a smile on his shoulders leaning forward.

"Gentlemen, let's sit down and talk!" George VI had to jerk and said, seeing Churchill holding his hand unwilling to let go.

"Oh, yes, do you want a drink?" Churchill came again.

"No, there are more important things waiting for us to do." Li Zitao sat next to George VI, waving his hand with a faint smile.

"Mr. Churchill, my wartime cabinet prime minister, I heard that the possibility of peace talks has increased dramatically." George VI took the lead in speaking.

"During the wartime cabinet drafted a letter to Mussolini and asked him to be the middleman for us to discuss with the dwarf." Churchill's voice was a little dumb.

The huge pressure these days has come to the door in vain and the attitude of George VI of Li Zitao made him a little confused.
Chapter completed!