Chapter 91 Free France
"How is your discussion between Marshal Pétain and the Germans going?" Christine pinched off the cigarette in her hand and looked at the man and asked.
“What do you mean?” Leon Phillips forced himself to calm down.
“Pierre Laval, Admiral Darlan, right-wing leader Joseph, and recently General Weygand, these are the people you have met recently. What else do you want me to say in connection with you? Do you understand?" Christine took out the wrapper from her cigarette box, pressed it on the table and pushed it to Phillips.
The man took the cigarette paper and glanced at it a few times. His face immediately turned pale when he saw the information on it. It recorded all the key people he had contacted within a week, including the content of the conversation and the food he had eaten. Clearly.
This woman cooperated with Charles de Gaulle to enter politics a few years ago. She was once his first liaison officer. In the eyes of outsiders, she was just a flower vase. But he knew that his former fiancée had turned into a woman in just a few years. A huge intelligence network was established to serve her personally.
Looking at the information on the cigarette paper in front of him, Phillips was secretly on guard. Is the underground power this woman now controls so huge?
"Don't be nervous, I don't mean to threaten you." Seeing the man's nervous expression, the woman put the back of her hand to her lips and giggled, her charming look attracted her ex-boyfriend. Startled.
The cigarette paper was pulled back, and the woman lit it casually. The message on it was quickly reduced to ashes in the flames.
"I'm here to discuss cooperation with you, on behalf of Mr. de Gaulle." Christine put her hands on her knees and straightened her body and said seriously.
"De Gaulle? Didn't he give a speech just a week ago saying that he would fight to the end?" The man's face had a look of complete distrust.
"You and I are no longer children. Who would believe the speeches of politicians? I know that you are working together to negotiate peace with Germany and want to form a new government. How about it? Count us in ?” Christine put forward her own conditions.
"You? What can you provide? What do you want?" Phillips put the interests directly on the table.
"Mr. de Gaulle directly affects nearly 100,000 army soldiers. He can speak on behalf of the soldiers. As long as we cooperate, your new government will not be empty."
"As for our Demand, my commander hopes to get the position of commander-in-chief of the army in the new government,” Christine said.
"How do I know if you are sincere?" Phillips questioned.
Another piece of paper was pushed over, with five names written on it, "This is only half of the list of informants around Pétain. I will hand over the other half when everything is finished."
Looking at the list, all of them are people I know, thinking about it After looking at what happened before, Phillips was already halfway through the letter. He put away the list, "I will convey it to Mr. Pétain truthfully. I can reply to you after I send the British Ambassador away this time."
Christine He nodded and stood up to end the conversation.
Perhaps the interests were back in the same camp, and the man had other associations. He stretched out his hand to pull Christine's hand, "Xinil, from now on we..."
Snap!
The man's hand was slapped away neatly.
"Make no mistake, we need to cooperate with you politically. I am still the same as I was twenty years ago. I am disgusted and want to vomit." Christine rubbed her wrist and turned away. .
Ten minutes later, Christine opened the door of a Citroën car in front of the train station and got in. After getting in, she was still wiping her hands with a handkerchief.
“Do they believe it?” came a voice, sitting next to him was Charles de Gaulle, the current French Deputy Minister of Defense.
"Be suspicious, but at least they won't do anything today. They have some information that needs to be verified." Christine said, arranging her hair.
“That list? They knew it was fake after a little verification.”
“It doesn’t matter, even if they knew it was fake, these people would not be reused, especially in That suspicious guy’s eyes.” Kristen’s eyes showed chills as she spoke.
"Well, after today these things are not our concern." Half an hour later, at the airport, the British Ambassador to France Alfred Duff Cooper was preparing to board the plane and leave.
"Your Excellency, this is Mr. Pétain's first assistant, General Leon Phillips. He is here to see you off on behalf of Mr. Pétain." Someone introduced at the side.
"Please understand that Mr. Pétain is really too busy at this moment..." Phillips said formulaic diplomatic rhetoric, but what he was thinking about was that he would completely adjust his attitude towards Britain in a few days.
"Mr. Cooper! Please wait!" A female voice sounded from the outside. A Citroën sedan stopped nearby, and a blond lady and a tall man got out of the car.
"Mr. de Gaulle and Cooper had a deep friendship and they wanted to say a few words alone." Christine separated Phillips.
The major general frowned and originally wanted to stop him, but the conversation between the two people on the train today made him hesitate, and finally he stepped back.
The two men chatted cordially at the door of the plane for a while, and then the ambassador stepped onto the plane, while de Gaulle waved greetings.
The twin-engine Lockheed L-14 transport aircraft began to taxi slowly, but for some reason the hatch was forgotten to close.
A sudden change occurred. De Gaulle rushed onto the plane first, and then stretched out his hand. Christine pushed Phillips away and trotted towards the plane.
The moment the plane was about to pull away, the blond female adjutant stepped onto the plane with the help of her companions.
Phillips was so frightened that he subconsciously raised his feet to chase after her. However, his former fiancée on the opposite plane took out a Browning pistol from his hand and pointed it at him from the door.
If you dare to come here, I'll beat you to death!
This is the message he read from the woman's eyes.
The Lockheed L-14 soars into the sky!
Leaving Phillips roaring angrily on the ground.
"Contact the Air Force and stop them! Tell Mr. Pétain that De Gaulle has escaped! That bitch has escaped too!"
"Sir, Britain and we are still allies for the time being. I'm afraid we can't bear the responsibility of intercepting the diplomat transport plane at this time..." the assistant whispered from the side.
Phillips had a gloomy face and finally gritted his teeth, "Contact the Germans and ask them to find the nearest plane and shoot them down for me!"
On the other side, He Chi and the others The plane has flown near Paris.
"Hey, if we don't think of a way, we will end up in France."
"I know, isn't that what I'm thinking about."
At this time, a voice suddenly came from the communication channel:
"F2, F2, we have received a temporary order to intercept a British transport plane! You can go to the target location on your own."
"Intercept the British plane ?" He Chi chewed this sentence silently, and winked at Montgomery, "Isn't this an opportunity?"
(End of this chapter)