"On the evening of April 11, I was ordered by His Majesty to organize a new government.≯＞According to the will of the Congress and the people, the new government should obviously consider building on the broadest possible basis and should be compatible with all parties. I have completed the most important part of this task. The wartime cabinet had been composed of five people, including the Labor Party, the Opposition Party and the Liberal Party, which reflects the unity of the whole nation...

I show to the Congress that as I have shown to the ministers who have entered the cabinet, all I can give is blood, hard work, tears and sweat. What we face will be an extremely harsh test, and will be a protracted struggle and suffering.

If you ask what our policy is? My answer is: Fight on 6, at sea, in the air. Do our best and with all our strength to fight against the darkness of mankind and the tragic history of tragic sin. This is our policy.

We must realize that without victory there will be no more British Empire, without victory there will be no more everything the British Empire symbolized, without victory there will be no more strong demands and impulses that have been for centuries: human beings should move towards their own goals.

I was energetic and took on my task with confidence. I was sure that if we unite, our career would not be defeated..."

Just as fierce air battles arose over the Maas River, Winston Churchill delivered his inaugural speech in the British Parliament. He is now the British minister, a month earlier than in history, and he is facing a worse stall. However, this British minister, who is very nervous and determined, still expressed his ambition. He had to express such speeches many times later, and again and again inspired the British people in danger to unite and fight the enemy to the end.

After the inauguration speech, Churchill did not greet the leaders of various parties in the parliament, but frowned and hurriedly left. At the Prime Minister's residence, No. 1o Downing Street, US Secretary of State Cordell Hull was waiting for an open and honest talk with the new head of the British Empire.

He flew to Britain urgently after Germany began a massive attack on Belgium, and later he would go to France to meet Prime Minister Paul Renault.

"Photo, I listened to your speech on the radio, and it was so good." Corder Hull shook hands with Churchill, and then said some compliments.

"It's great, but not the truth!" Churchill sat down on a piece of sand in the haunted pillar hall (room 1o Downing Street) and ordered another cigar for himself.

"What is the truth?" asked Corder Hull.

Churchill winked at one of his secretary. The secretary understood what Master Xiang meant, and hurried out of the room quickly and closed the door.

"The truth is that the British Empire is being frustrated, at sea, in the air, on the European Great Six." Churchill smoked, "The enemy is unprecedentedly powerful, with planes made in the world, and there may be two of the world's largest battleships! If you can't intervene as soon as possible, we will be in big trouble."

"Intervention?" Corder Hull was stunned, "Is the situation that serious?"

"I'm afraid it's very serious!" Churchill said, "The German armored troops broke through the defense line in the Sedan-Maas River a day ago."

"Seed? Where is..."

Churchill said: "The north side of the Maginot Line is facing the Arden forest where the tanks are said to be unable to pass!"

"But now the German tanks have passed through the Arden forest?"

"Yes," Churchill nodded, "number of them!"

"What about the Maginot line?" Cordel Hull asked.

"It's gone," Churchill shrugged, "The Germans have gone around the Maginot Line, and it's up to you to see if the Frenchman can block the gap."

"Going around?" said Corder Hull. "It's ridiculous. The French spent so much money and time to build a line of defense that is said to be the strongest in the world, but now it's easily circumvented by the Germans?"

Churchill was also quite helpless, "This is the situation now...Mr. Secretary of State, I think it's time to consider the issue of bringing the United States into the war."

Obviously, Fatty Qiu has no confidence in whether the French can block the gap in Sedang-Mass River. If you want to win the world war, it seems that you can only rely on the United States.

"What?" Cordel Hull was stunned. Churchill was discussing with him a question that was almost a taboo in the United States to participate in the World War!

Although everyone in the power circle in Washington knows that it is inevitable that the United States will participate in a world war, the American people are not aware of it and are not ready to participate in a world war.

"Preface, I think that should be two or three years later, right?" Corder Hull asked tentatively.

"No," Churchill immediately gave a negative answer, "I'm afraid I can't wait that long... If the Frenchman failed to win the counterattack on the front line of Seedon-Maas, then we would be in big trouble, and this would be a big trouble!"

...

The air battle over the Maas River continues! This air battle has been fought from early morning to evening, and the two sides have put in countless planes. Only planes of all sizes are seen flying up and down in the sky, chasing each other. From time to time, planes are bounced and fired, dragging black smoke to fall.

Although the BF-1o9 and Folk Zero are superior in performance and powerful in cooperation, they still cannot completely stop the desperate Blenheim bomber and the Breguet attack aircraft rushing towards the pontoon bridge protected by dense anti-aircraft fire nets like fire moths. They broke in batches, and were swallowed up by the German anti-aircraft artillery fire. The bombs dropped by the panicked British and French aircraft exploded into the sky on the river, but the German pontoon bridge was intact.

"What are they doing? This is simply a suicide attack!" Rudolf Ribbintrov sat in the driver's seat of a Volkswagen 82 military car, looking around with his head raised, and from time to time he even said something emotion.

"Rudolph, over there, go there, at 8 o'clock!" Ensign Schwarzenegger reached out and patted Rudolph on the shoulder, then pointed in one direction. "Drive quickly, go there and see if there are any planes falling there, let's see if there are any survivors!"

Hearing his boss' orders, Rudolph Ribbentrop quickly drove the car and followed the French country road to search for the falling plane. It turned out that when the British and French planes came, his company was carrying out a guard patrol mission near the Maas River pontoon. The plane was not their turn, but they could do it to capture the enemy's parachuting pilots and rescue the parachuting personnel on their own.

Since the area where this large-scale air combat was born was in the German-controlled area, the blow to the British and French air forces was unprecedented. In the air combat that was mainly born over the British and French-controlled area, pilots on the downed fighter plane had a high chance of parachuting and escaping. As long as they were not injured during the parachuting process, they could immediately fly a new plane and then go to the battlefield.

But now, the British and French pilots who fell from the sky were either captured or killed and injured while resisting, and only a very small number could escape under the cover of local French residents.

This time, Rudolph Ribbentrop found a British Blenheim bomber in his car. The plane fell head on the ground and fell apart, with parts and debris scattered everywhere. In the severely deformed fuselage, Lieutenant Schwarzenegger found three bodies of British crew members. One of the bodies was covered in blood and a big hole was broken, and it was obviously killed by a machine gun. Neither of the other two bodies had obvious injuries, but they still lost their lives.

Gustav Schwarzenegger dragged them out and placed them on the ground, and ordered Rudolph Ribbentrop and two other SS soldiers to search the bodies. They found the ID, wallet, pistol, watch and some other messy things. Rudolph Ribbentrop opened the ID soaked in blood and vaguely saw the name "Garland" and also found a photo of a beautiful woman, who should be the lover of this Galand.

Gustav Schwarzenegger put away three pistols, put some things that seemed to be medicine into a small box, and then put three watches and three wallets into his pockets. Finally, he waved his hand: "Three more British guys died... Let's go and go somewhere else!"

...

"Hey, Rudolph, how many fights will be taken today?"

As Rudolf Hessman walked into the pilot's lounge with exhausted steps, his boss, Lieutenant Heinz Barr, asked him loudly.

"1 HK75." Rudolf Hessman replied. This was his second result, and there was a Breguet attack aircraft before.

"It's not bad, there are two results... You are not a rookie now." Lieutenant Heinz Barr recorded it in a book, and when he checked the photo gun, he could confirm the record. At this time, he saw Novotney coming in again, with his face exhausted. Today was a fatigue battle. All the Folk Zero pilots stayed in the sky for at least 8 hours. "Walter, how many aircraft did you kill?"

"One ms.4o6, and one other is not recognized, and it is also a fighter... it was shot down by Rudolph and I."

"You are a long-distance aircraft, and that's two results," said Heinz Barr. "What's going on with the fighter jets you don't know? Tell me."

"It was a liquid-cooled aircraft, which should be French, with smoother lines than ms.4o6 and much faster. I think it's no worse than the Folk Zero and BF-1o9."
Chapter completed!