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Volume 2: My Country One Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Four.  American surrender

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    General Gandra made his choice - surrender!

    He does not want the war to continue, in his opinion it is meaningless.  Before, all he wanted was to obtain greater benefits for himself and the soldiers, but now it seems that even this he cannot do.

    "Lieutenant Colonel Moyol" - Baron Alexson has already firmly controlled everything in his hands.

    If this is the case, then there is nothing left to continue to fight against.  If all your destiny has been arranged for you, what else can you say?  He simply expressed his thoughts to his subordinates. Surprisingly, none of the US military officers objected.

    It seems that they have stopped preparing for war to continue.

    General Gandra straightened his military uniform, and then picked up the red phone. This phone can directly contact the headquarters of the Axis Army.  When the call came through, he asked to speak directly to Marshal Ernst Brahm.  After waiting for a few minutes, the familiar voice of "Lieutenant Colonel Moyol" came over: "Hello, General Gandra."

    "Hello, Your Majesty Marshal." General Gandra's voice was relatively calm: "I think I shouldn't call you Lieutenant Colonel Moyol, but Marshal Ernst, right?"

    "Yes, I am Ernst Brahm. Mr. General. Are you ready?"

    General Gandra smiled bitterly: "You are right, I am ready. The war should not continue. This is how my subordinates and I view it. You are right, I  Sooner or later I will come to you."

    "No. We won." Wang Weiyi said calmly: "There is no shame in surrendering. I won the war, but you ensured that your soldiers no longer have to bleed and die. They will return to their hometown, I promise  . You will also return to the United States, and when that day comes, I want to welcome you with a son who can walk on the ground and has reformed. What's wrong with this?"

    "Yes, what's wrong with this?" General Gandra sighed: "In two hours, the US military's war will stop."

    "Then. I will order all attacks to be temporarily suspended. General Gandra, see you in two hours."

    "See you in two hours, Marshal Ernst."

    The call ended just like that, simple.  Very simple.

    General Gandra looked at his subordinates.  His eyes suddenly became moist.

    This is definitely not a good thing for any general.  What is a commander who loses the war he originally had high hopes for and finally completes his mission by surrendering?

    He reported the matter to President William. President William did not accuse General Gandra. He just told General Gandra that he was about to make any choice he felt necessary under any circumstances.  He will not bear any guilt for this.  Likewise, President William also wishes General Gandra and all the American soldiers good luck.

    All obstacles have been removed.

    At 1:00 a.m. on October 20, 1966, General Gandra, the commander-in-chief of the Allied Forces in London, announced.  All American soldiers stationed in London immediately lay down their weapons and surrender!  Waiting on the spot for Axis *** soldiers to receive military facilities such as barracks.

    The American war is over!

    At the same time, the Axis Revolution was also announced to London.  They accepted the surrender of the Americans, and at the same time required the Axis soldiers, guerrillas, and all British participating in the uprising to maintain order and not cause any harm to the surrendering enemies.

    The end of the war is just one aspect. After the war, there are still many things waiting for the victors, including post-war negotiations with the United States and the reconstruction of the country.  Crazy revenge at this time is definitely not a wise choice.

    The gunfire in London fell silent.

    And when the news reached the so-called Presidential Palace, every official who continued to resist was dumbfounded. They had never expected such an outcome.  In their view, Americans will fight to the last soldier at all costs.

    But, they surrendered?  No, these damn Americans, these despicable Americans!  They betrayed their allies and betrayed the interests of the British!

    ¡°If Gandra were standing in front of me right now, I swear I wouldShoot him!  Fenton almost said this through gritted teeth.

    Wilkins smiled bitterly, now is not the time to shoot people, but to think about how to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.  Although there are still two divisions of troops and relatively solid positions outside, everyone knows that such strength alone cannot stop the enemy's advance.  They would be torn to pieces by enemy fire.

    ¡°Besides, who can guarantee that those British officers and soldiers will still remain loyal?

    Capagnon had the same idea. He exchanged glances with Wilkins, and then said to Fenton: "Mr. President, I think the war can no longer continue. After losing the help of the Americans, if  We cannot resist with our own strength, so we may consider negotiating with the enemy.¡±

    "Negotiation?" Fenton smiled sarcastically: "Mr. Minister, I must remind you that everyone can surrender, but only we can't. You can completely imagine what will happen to us once we surrender.  We'll be put on a humiliating trial, and we'll be sent to the gallows. Oh, that'll save them some ammunition. Do you think those people will accept our negotiations?  They became the masters here!"

    Wilkins and Capagnon said nothing more.  Maybe, maybe Mr. President is right.  At such a moment, death becomes not that important. A bullet can end all pain. However, imagining themselves standing on the judgment seat, this alone makes them shudder.

    "So, do you have any good suggestions?" Wilkins asked cautiously.

    Fenton thought for a moment: "Call General Endock and Colonel Pierce in."

    When the two generals appeared in front of the "President," Fenton looked at General Endock first, and then said: "General Endock, I promote you to general."

    Ndok was stunned by the sudden appointment. He had no idea what was happening. Did Mr. President actually promote himself to general when the war was about to fail?  He then heard Fenton say:

    "I think every one of us knows that the war has been lost and there is no room for recovery. But as the President of England, I will never surrender to those traitors and enemies. I will fight to the end.  I will fight to the last minute for the honor of England. And then I will die with honor. What I want you to do, General Endock, is to command those brave soldiers to fight the enemy to the last minute as I did.  Can you do it, General?"

    For a moment, General Ndok felt his blood boiling. If Mr. President can do it, why can't he do it?  It will be my greatest honor to be able to fight side by side with such a brave president.

    He stood up straight, and then said in his loudest voice: "Of course I can do it, Mr. President. I will personally appear on the front line, command my troops, and let the blood of the brave English be stained on the battlefield,  Let the enemy pay a heavy price for every step forward until there is no longer a living person on the position! "

    "I thank you for your loyalty and bravery." Fenton nodded: "Then, now do what you want."

    General Ndok saluted, turned around and strode away from here.

    When he disappeared, Fenton's eyes quickly fell on Colonel Pierce: "Colonel, prepare an absolutely reliable guard. Let's leave here."

    "What?" Colonel Pierce almost wondered if he heard it wrong.

    A few minutes ago, Mr. President was impassionedly demanding that everyone must fight to the last minute, but how could it become like this in the blink of an eye?

    Fenton smiled coldly: "Although the situation is not optimistic, it is not without a chance. The enemy is busy accepting those shameful American surrenders, and we still have a chance to evacuate quietly. Although London is lost, but  "There is still room for us in the UK."

    Looking at Colonel Pierce's shocked expression, Fenton sighed: "Colonel, I know what you are thinking. I am not a coward. I can die when necessary, but I can have a more important effect alive than dead."  . I want to continue to lead the British people to fight to the end, can you do it?¡±

    "Of course, of course I can do it." Colonel Pierce hesitated: "But what about General Endock?"

    "Him? I feel very sorry." Fenton sighed again: "He is a brave general. When we make a comeback, I will posthumously make him a marshal. Every British?, will never forget what he once did for this country.  Every British person will miss him.  "

    Colonel Pierce fully understood that General Endock was ruthlessly abandoned, and for President Fenton he was just a victim.  What about yourself?  Will he also become a victim one day?  When it has no use value, will it be discarded like a broken sack?

    But Colonel Pierce did not dare to ask such a question.

    "Okay, let's get ready to leave here." After sending Colonel Pierce away, Fenton said with satisfaction: "We will not die here, and we will not receive any damn trial. Sooner or later, we will  Came back to this city.¡±

    Wilkins and Capagnon didn¡¯t know what to say at this moment!  (To be continued)
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