In the twenty-seventh year of Shengde's life, February 14, 1996, Valentine's Day.
But for many girls, this is destined to be a Valentine's Day without a lover.
It was a rare good day in London, with clear skies.
Unfortunately, Thomas, who was sitting on the bench in Hyde Park, was in a very bad mood. He found that he was getting more and more homesick.
Home, where is home?
It’s the Ming Dynasty.
It’s been sixteen years!
Thomas was sitting on a bench smoking a cigarette and thought: Sixteen years ago, he came to England, passed the Cambridge exam under a disguised identity, then entered a spaceship company and became a spaceship engineer. A spaceship is an airship.
Although he has an enviable job in the UK, deep down in his heart, he has always longed to go home. Not because he is worried that one day he will be exposed and then be executed as a spy. But because,
In his opinion, Daming is his real home.
And only when he returns to Ming Dynasty, Thomas feels that he will have a real home.
Although he is thirty-five years old, he still does not have a home of his own. Of course, he has a lover. Just two days ago, he and the baroness were having sex in the house he rented.
The Baroness repeatedly asked him not to take safety measures. She was a newly-minted widow—her husband had just been killed on the French battlefield. She needed a child to inherit the title. Of course, she was pretending to be the heir of her dead husband. There was no way she could do it.
Under the request, as for whether it can succeed, it depends on luck.
At present, for him, the widow is just his lover. Maybe she will give birth to his child, but he hopes to have his own family, his own wife and children...
Just like now... watching a woman enjoying the sunshine pushing a stroller past, this is what Thomas hopes to do, to be able to walk into the sunshine.
Thomas was imagining the future in his mind, imagining his own family, when he suddenly heard the piercing siren. Like many passers-by around him, he also looked up to the sky: about 20,000 feet in the southwest, there was a clear sky.
There are several white clouds appearing on the sky. If you have a telescope, you will definitely be able to find that they are huge cigars.
Of course, they are definitely not cigars, but airships from the French Empire
The Frenchman's airship actually reached the sky above London!
On such a sunny day!
What are those idiots in the air defense department doing?
idiot!
At this moment, he saw several black spots flying high into the sky.
But they obviously can't fly that high. After learning that the Ming Empire carried out devastating bombings on New York, Thomas, as an engineer, immediately figured out how the Ming Empire did it. It was not just night bombing, but also
There is height, height is very important.
Compared with airplanes, if airships use less water for counterweights, they can reach heights that airplanes cannot reach. Naturally, there is no need to worry about threats from the ground and airplanes.
Now, the French must be using the same approach!
Don’t they know that after the Ming Empire bombed New York, the French were likely to launch an air raid on London?
Looking up at the sky, Thomas cursed those idiots in his heart. It was not that he was worried about what kind of bombing London would suffer, but that he was worried about himself being bombed!
The park was full of police whistles, and people were running in panic. Thomas cursed in a low voice, and tried his best to run with the flow of people, towards the nearest subway station, which is the best air defense facility.
.
In fact, it cannot be said that the British Royal Air Defense Department was not prepared. They were at least prepared... The subway. They had long planned the subway as an air raid shelter. They had already conducted many drills before London was bombed.
Now...this is not a drill!
There were constant sirens on the radio, and the announcer's nervous and hasty shouts.
"This is not a drill. Please go to the nearest subway station to take shelter immediately. This is not a drill..."
But what if there is no subway station nearby?
Then lie down on the ground or in the bathtub and get blasted!
When Thomas entered the subway station, he vaguely heard the sound of a bomb exploding, and loud noises began to come from the distance...
The siren of the air defense clearance echoed over London. As the Prime Minister of the Empire, Cecil was standing at the window of his office, looking at the thick smoke rising in the distance, gritting his teeth, and his eyes were full of hatred.
"As God is my witness, we will definitely take revenge on them! This is the first time - the first time London has been attacked by invaders!"
This bombing was a slap in the face of the British Empire!
Standing next to him, Balfour's expression looked a little heavy. Although he was called by his colleagues in the House of Commons as a politician who could handle it even if he lived in Machiavelli's era. But politicians are useless when it comes to this kind of thing.
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"Yes, we must take revenge!"
Belfort said directly.
"If we can't retaliate against the French with bombs and don't throw bombs in Paris, then the whole world will see our weakness, even Britain...the British people will not accept our weakness, and we must fight back with force
To prove to them...that the British Empire will fight back against any challenge it faces!"
"Yes, we must use the most powerful counterattack to prove this to the whole world. The British Empire will never allow others to attack!"
Cecil said in an angry tone.
"As God is my witness! We will soon have our revenge on those damn Frenchmen!"
Seeing that his uncle's anger had subsided a lot, Belfort thought for a moment. He walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of whiskey, and poured two glasses. He walked up to his uncle with the wine and handed him a glass.
liquor.
I saw my uncle saying:
"We want revenge. We suffered such bombings and all we want to think about is revenge. What about the Americans?"
American!
Before Cecil could speak, Balfour said word by word:
"This air raid made all the British feel angry. It is conceivable, but what about the Americans? Their city was destroyed and New York was turned into ruins. In this case, are the Americans?
Don’t you want revenge?”
He reached out and took the wine glass from Belfort, and looked at Belfort lightly:
"Yes, they will definitely take revenge, at least they want to,"
"But how will they retaliate? It is at least tens of thousands of miles from the United States to the Ming Dynasty. Their airship will most likely be exposed to the world before it reaches the Ming Dynasty itself."