You don’t know, but it’s a strategy

London Foreign Office.

The bright sun was shining through the window, but Lord Halifax, Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs, felt no warmth whatsoever.

It was because the aged ambassador sitting in front of him was constantly exuding a sharp aura.

“I will say it again. Our imperial government cannot tolerate any movement that threatens Walloon.”

Lord Halifax visibly frowned at the words of Charles de Buffail, the French ambassador to Britain in the Third Reich.

In general, this could amount to diplomatic rudeness.

But he just couldn’t keep his composure.

“This… It is a story about going to war.”

Because the matter was not an ordinary matter. At least it was Halifax, where I thought it would be a quiet morning thanks to the recently peaceful war against the US.

Until I heard the sad news that came in less than three minutes after I woke up.

“Does the Empire want to repeat the tragedy of the Great War?”

“tragedy? under! We are finishing now what we couldn’t finish 12 years ago!”

Tak- Bupoil said in a sharp voice as he slammed his knee. He continued with a face full of conviction and anger.

“If it were not for the regrettable actions of Britain, the German Empire would have already disappeared into history.”

It’s bullsh*t.

Lord Halifax dismissed it inwardly. This was because France’s finances and military power had already reached their limits at the time.

It was absolutely impossible to advance to Berlin even if there was a further war.

But convincing the other party of that was another matter.

Even more so now that the dice have already been cast.

“You really can’t leave the army?”

With a glimmer of hope, Lord Halifax asked again. But all that came back was a cold nod.

“We, the French army, have already crossed the Rubicon. All that remains is to cross the Rhine.”

Maybe it’s the Jordan River, not the Rhine? No, that’s not what the British are talking about.

At first, the cause was plausible. No, at least it has an assortment. Walloon, Belgium is a French administrative district where most of the residents speak French. Germany and Britain moved their troops in the name of protection before they resorted to countermeasures.

but… .

“Isn’t it due process to speak to the League of Nations if the Protectorate is an issue?”

“The German Empire cannot stand in the way of our empire.”

Even declaring war is a slightly different matter. At this rate, it can only be heard that they were preparing for war from the beginning.

Of course, it is true that France’s military expenditure has increased since the restoration of the Empire. However, I thought it was the satisfaction of the military and the reconstruction of the defense line against Germany. This is because France was never in a position to assume a war of aggression.

“Does the Empire dream of Napoleonic glory?”

Halifax asked in a heavy voice. Bufoil only answered with a raised corner of his mouth.

“This is what everyone wants. If you think it’s just the whim of His Majesty the Emperor, you’re mistaken.”

Lord Halifax tilted his head in amazement.

With so many people dead, you still want war? It is an incomprehensible psychology.

Then he sighed and spoke in an embarrassed tone.

“As you know, there is nothing we can do to help the French Empire. We’re already at war with the US… .”

“You don’t have to worry about that part.”

It was a bupoil that answered with a smile as if he had waited.

“We, France, will never demand military action against you.”

Then I added a word,

“Unless you cross the Straits of Dover.”

Halifax clenched his fists at the words of Bufoil, who raised the corners of his mouth. But that was all he could do.

It was France that drew Italy to the same side and pulled the troops of the southern front. The British, on the other hand, had reserved most of their army for the defense of Newfoundland and northern Quebec.

Even if the French divisions assembled in Normandy crossed the Channel, London would quickly become a sea of fire.

Normally, the fleet would block the strait, but now the only warships left under the direct control of the home fleet are outdated ships. On the other hand, the French fleet gathered in Brest is a large fleet led by new battleships from the Great War.

“We are giving you a chance. Still, it’s a comrade in the great war. Please make a wise decision.”

Saying so as if proclaiming it, Buffoil kept his mouth shut. Lord Halifax couldn’t even put a vomit on it.

In a word, don’t think about arguing with Germany, and stay on your toes.

The old minister thought quietly.

Would the Kaiser’s Great Sea Fleet come sooner? Will the French fleet come sooner?

the distance is the same However, considering Germany, which has not yet formed an alliance, and France, which can jump out of Brest at any moment, one can only lean towards the latter.

An uneasy mind occupied the head of the foreign minister.

* * *

“So you’re saying that you’ve been preparing from the beginning?”

Four days later, on the deck of a passenger ship returning to England, I asked.

“I can only see that. It’s strange how fast it advances.”

K leaned his arm on the railing and replied with a tired face.

Neither she nor I have had a chance to sleep since we were ordered to return last night. That would be the case, and the situation is arguing over time.

France has already deployed a task force in most of the Walloon region. As it is, it seems that it will detour to the Netherlands and attack the German invasion route first. Faster than expected.

Admiral Reder’s bewildered expression finally made sense.

“Then what about the tailings last time?”

“Maybe he was trying to cause trouble with Germany.”

“The target from the beginning was Germany.”

I was just being fooled.

Focusing only on the conspiracies of France and the United States, they had forgotten where their main forces were. Normandy’s division and Brest’s fleet are just measures to prevent our interference.

Maybe it was used to fight a decisive battle with the Great Sea Fleet. Of course, if we block the Anglo-French Strait, neither side will be able to engage in naval battles.

Even so, France has nothing to regret. Rather, Germany, which has a relatively strong naval power, is at a disadvantage.

“What else is there to say in your home country?”

“no. It looks like he’s embarrassed as well. You have to contact me first to get an answer or not… .”

K. answers sternly. Perhaps because he is sleepy, his words are sharp.

“… Did you work overtime?”

He nodded his head without saying a word. I don’t think there’s anything better to ask. It’s not like I didn’t stay up all night, but this side only needs to return to the home country… .

In an instant, a boat horn was heard from somewhere.

A sound coming from the other side. As I moved, I saw a warship passing by on the distant horizon.

Kaisermarine’s battleship.

“Kirk, do you know what ship it is?”

asked Kirk, who had followed him. Taking binoculars out of his pocket, Kirk frowned, then opened his mouth.

“There is a flagship facility on the bridge… With two main turrets at the front and rear, the hull is solid, so it looks like a Bavarian-class ‘Baden’.”

“Is it the flagship of the Great Sea Fleet? You will see other battleships soon.”

Looking at the horizon, as expected, the masts of subsequent battleships began to appear one by one.

Kaisermarine’s sortie. But it won’t mean much. If the English and French Strait is not opened, it will have to go around the North Sea, but it is a formidable rental boat.

I suddenly thought of the fleet that was quickly revealing its appearance.

“Wouldn’t it be possible to form an alliance with Germany if we open the English Channel?”

“Then what if they cross the English Channel?”

K, who took out a pack of cigarettes while looking around, answered with a sad face.

I have nothing to say. In fact, no matter how much the English and French Straits were blocking it, it would be within reach if it were tipped over.

Looking around again, K notices that there are no eyes to see, so he lights his pipe. I wanted to stab him because the inside of the ship is non-smoking, but I decided to close my eyes this time.

I owe quite a bit too.

The scar on her forehead, covered by makeup, stood out among her blonde hair.

* * *

The next day, after returning to my home country, I first attended the Navy Headquarters.

“I’m glad you’re back safely, Louis.”

Admiral Fields of the 1st Navy came out to meet him. What kind of hospitality is this… .

“This is an undeserved treat, Admiral.”

“Well, now you are also an admiral.”

“yes?”

Unknowingly, I stopped. Admiral Fields calmly moved on and continued.

“Congratulations on your promotion to major general. Don’t forget the promotion ceremony later. Go upstairs.”

Can I rise to the position of admiral this early? No matter how much your salary goes up, you care about the eyes of the people around you.

I asked the admiral again.

“There was no result, so what kind of promotion is it?”

“Is there anything left in your career? And the embassy contacted me.”

He turned around and said.

“I mean, it would have been nice for you to be the first mu. Oh, of course, it’s a secret from Warden Robinson.”

It would take quite a while for the situation to make sense, so I cleared my head and followed him.

I don’t know what it is, but it looks like the Kaiser acted on his whim. I should be thanking you for this.

“Anyway, I need to prepare for a sortie right away.”

The admiral entered the office, immediately sat down in front of the desk and handed me the documents.

“What do you mean?”

“You have a job to do.”

The admiral, who clasped his hands together and leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes with a tired face and continued.

“I have gathered all the fleets that can be gathered. I could only prepare this much because I didn’t have time, but luckily the cabinet made a decision quickly.”

As I was reading the documents, I had no choice but to ask with an absurd face.

“Are you serious?”

* * *

Meanwhile, Hoover in the White House could not hide his embarrassed face.

“Why are these bastards declaring war on Germany when I told them to fight the British?”

Hoover, who was looking at the report with an absurd face, immediately threw it away and shook his head.

“We are also in doubt, Your Excellency. We’re talking about it again at the embassy, but… .”

“What are you talking about after the declaration of war and the deployment of the front lines?”

Looking at the honey-drinking, mute aide, Hoover kept his mouth shut. It was a really awkward situation.

“I don’t understand. What is Europe… .”

“Anyway, this will prevent England from joining hands with Germany.”

Those were the words of Field Marshal Pershing. Hoover nodded calmly.

“It would be difficult to abandon a comrade in a great war. France is under the chin, so if you don’t, your home country will burn.”

“If this continues, the armistice agreement will proceed smoothly.”

Ultimately, the goal was achieved.

That alone gave Hoover a primary reassurance.

Even if you go to moro, Seoul… No, you just have to go to the White House. Cancer, no way.

“dismissal! dismissal! It’s urgent!”

As I was thinking nonchalantly, the sound of running in the hallway spurred through the door. Hoover’s face was contemplative as he watched them run away in a hurry.

“What’s going on?”

Has Panama broken again?

My head trembled. It wasn’t always good news when it came with an urgent message like that.

“Oh, England… !”

As expected, an urgent voice is heard.

Hoover gritted his teeth.

Where are you this time? Boston? New York? Norfolk? Or at least one more tour of the South?

However, what followed was a little different from what was generally expected.

“Great Britain has declared war on France! The news is that Brest is currently under air raids!”

Silence passed through the office.

Hoover blinked, then spoke like a sigh.

“Is everyone crazy?”

It was the moment when the karma of the British Empire was renewed.

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