Churchill knew very well that he was not loved by the king, and he had always been hostile and prejudiced to him.

Especially when it comes to his brother marrying the widow, Churchill chose to support it at the beginning. In his opinion, Edward VIII was much better than George VI.

"It seems that Viscount Halifax is right. What do you think?" George VI stood up a little irritably.

He was not a patient person. In fact, he was in anger at this moment, and his heart was filled with humiliation and anger.

His close friend and cabinet minister suggested that he go into exile in Canada and form an exile government there to deal with the potentially more complicated situations ahead.

"In fact, I also want to know... In history, countries that dare to resist will eventually rise, and those who choose to surrender will disappear."

"Aren't you afraid?"

"I am so scared that I am dying. My Majesty... On the issue of the War of Resistance, I will not receive the support of the War Cabinet. I will truthfully notify the House of Commons later today."

In fact, this was Churchill's previous idea. He was ready to surrender in principle, and he would not choose, as long as the conditions of the dwarf were not so harsh.

For example, disarming the British, invading and controlling the British ports and colonies, or... turning the British government into a puppet of the NC.

But now, after meeting George VI and Charlie Lee, Churchill's intentions have changed. I hope they can bring good luck to themselves.

Churchill hopes they can bring good news to himself, because he has heard enough bad news this month.

"I support you." George VI said suddenly.

He turned his head to look at him in surprise, Churchill's tone was full of disbelief; "His Majesty the King?"

"I firmly support you, I have to admit that I have some concerns about you from the beginning, but whoever is afraid of you as prime minister in this country is not as scared as a little dwarf."

George VI's tone was full of sincerity. In fact, Churchill was not a good person. He was a difficult, mean, and difficult old bastard.

He likes to drink heavily, is arrogant and does not listen to advice, and his thoughts change every second, and no one can figure out what he is thinking in his heart.

He is still lustful, sleeps naked, and likes to run naked at home after taking a shower. In his words, this is called being careless.

But...but there is a kind of courage and confidence that others do not have, with strong incitement.

His speech was obviously stuttering, but he seemed passionate and in an orderly manner due to the changes in his tone.

He was a natural orator, a giant in thought, and sometimes even George VI was scared.

But now the country needs him.

It is necessary for someone who knows that it is impossible to win but still wants to lead them to victory. This person is Churchill.

Moreover, in order to win, for the sake of the country, and for the dignity of the royal family, George VI gave up a lot of it.

For example, his face and dignity were personally called to invite Li Zitao to London.

Seeing that Churchill had not reacted yet, George VI waved his head to Li Zitao and said, "Charlie!"

"Well, Prime Minister, I heard you are working on a plan, generator." Li Zitao said with a certain and relaxed tone.

"Why are you..." Churchill wanted to ask him how he knew, but when he saw His Majesty the King beside him, he had already got the answer.

“Yes, we have over 300,000 heroes trapped across the strait, they can see their hometown but cannot come back,

I am recruiting all the usable ships, and as long as it is still floating on the sea, I will pick up our heroes from across the strait."

"I believe in the confidence of His Excellency the Prime Minister and the British people, but I have brought some gifts to Britain to make your plans smoother."

Li Zitao smiled proudly and said to the outsider: "An Qier."

Wearing a workplace skirt, but the hem was shorter. Bai Xue, who was above her knees, walked in from outside the door, nodded to the three of them, and handed him a piece of paper.

"Here." Li Zitao handed the order to Churchill.

"Let me see." Churchill stretched out his trembling hand. This was his old habit. He was no longer young. He took out his hanging glasses from his pocket with his hand and put them on.

6 cruise ships with a capacity of more than 50,000 tons, 120 YS-130 medium-sized transport aircraft, 40 NG-14 bombers, 110 D-22 lightning interceptors...

Churchill's hands trembled even harder, and he looked up at Li Zitao and asked in an incredible tone: "How did these... do this?"

He didn't think that Li Zitao would disobey the American "neutral bill" for the so-called noble glory of the British Empire.

"These are produced by our factory in Canada. The five cruise ships belong to the CGT Marine Company. Just five days ago, it had escaped from the control of its parent company,

CGT is now a British company, which belongs to the UK inside and outside. Its owner is the largest banking institution in the UK, Barclays Group."

Li Zitao put the relevant documents on the table, and these companies from the inside out have nothing to do with the United States.

The Canadian factories only have the technical patent authorization of skunks. As for whom they give to and who they sell the things they produce, they have nothing to do with skunks.

The ships are not American either, so that they will not violate the new ‘neutral bill’.

Of course, these just make Li Zitao and Skunk stand up legally. In fact, the Germans may want to stuff him into a meat grinder and crush him.

"Where are they?" Churchill stood up excitedly. He wanted to see these now, and the clouds covering his head were gradually fading away.

"Just at the port, after it is unloaded and transported to the base, refuel and load it, they can immediately be put into the war,

I think with the support of these aircraft, your retreat plan will be safer!”

Hearing him say this, Churchill was in awe, stepped forward and grabbed his hand and shook it hard, muttering in a choked tone: "Thank you, thank you."

No one can understand what pressure he has been carrying since he became Prime Minister, and the feeling of falling into the abyss always accompanies him, trying to devour his thoughts and soul like a nightmare.

Now, at this moment, Churchill finally saw hope, thank goodness.

"Okay, we won't disturb your busy time. I hope you can hear good news as soon as possible." George VI patted his arm and signaled Li Zitao to leave with him with his eyes.

After leaving Churchill's mansion, the two of them sat on the special carriage at Buckingham Palace, and the sound of horse hooves echoed in the quiet streets.

"Charlie, thank you." George VI said expressionlessly.

"No need to thank you, by the way, I want to accept those industries as soon as possible, including Windsor Castle... Do you have time to take me to see it?"

Li Zitao said in a tone that was so angry that he was not worth his life, throwing the little gratitude in George VI out of the sky.

This damn, stingy, greedy, mean, inferior scum.
Chapter completed!