Chapter 303 Chaotic Intrusion
At the end of 1944, the Soviet troops had advanced to the German border area, and the Allied forces opened a second battlefield in France. At this time, the declining Third Reich could no longer reverse the decline on the battlefield. It was just a matter of time before it was completely defeated. A matter of time.
According to the rules of the world, it’s time to divide the cake.
The top leaders of the United States, the Soviet Union, and the United Kingdom decided to hold a meeting to determine the post-war world structure. Since Stalin insisted not to leave the areas controlled by the Soviet Union, Roosevelt and Churchill had no choice but to compromise and fly to the area that was not controlled by the Soviet Union. The ruined former hunting palace of Tsarist Russia - Yalta.
Yalta is located in the southern part of the Crimean Peninsula, facing the Black Sea to the south. Geographically, it is located in the Crimean Mountains and the circular depression formed by the hills.
The tall mountains block the cold current blowing from the north, and the proximity to the Black Sea brings a mild and humid Mediterranean climate to this area. Therefore, Yalta has been a resort for nobles and even royals during the Tsarist Russia.
At this time, the most advanced American-made Douglas C-54 "Skymaster" transport aircraft in the sky was secretly heading to Yalta from North Africa.
In the passenger cabin of the plane, President Roosevelt, who was sitting in a wheelchair and was physically handicapped, rubbed his back with subtle movements, carefully avoiding the cigar ashes that Churchill flicked off and the ash that he dropped on his shoulders. Dandruff.
In order to distract his attention, President Roosevelt turned to look at the clouds outside the window. Several P-51 Mustang fighter jets were escorting him nearby.
"My dear Winston, would you like another cigar?" Roosevelt, who was holding his wheelchair, finally chose to open the topic first.
"No, Mr. President, I want to take a short break." Churchill responded politely, but his use of address was slightly different. This time he did not use "Franklin" which is commonly used in private conversations
The two of them had just had an unpleasant conversation.
"Winston, I think there should be a better solution to the Greek problem. Your unilateral actions seem a bit excessive. Can we avoid a full-scale civil war by supporting some moderate forces? What?" Roosevelt once again brought up the topic that divided the two men.
"Mr. President, the Mediterranean region is the core of British interests. At the same time, we must prevent the incident in Poland from happening again." Faced with Roosevelt's speech, Churchill once again chose to politely refuse.
"If we do not provide sufficient support to the Greek government, it is likely to be cannibalized by Soviet power. If Greece falls into the arms of the Communist International, I believe this is what you do not want to see."< br>
Then Churchill put out the cigar in his hand, "Or are you willing to give a part of the Pacific region to the Russians in the future?"
The last sentence Churchill clearly pointed out his accusation against Roosevelt. He believed that the Americans It was pursuing a policy of appeasement towards the Soviet Union and directly sacrificing British interests in order to stabilize the Soviet Union.
The atmosphere fell silent, and Marshall, who was accompanying him, came over at the right time with a glass of wine.
"Mr. Prime Minister, of course we will not allow the Soviet Union to infiltrate its political influence. Whether it is Southern Europe or East Asia, the attitude of the United States of America is the same." After saying this, the future Secretary of State handed over the wine glass in his hand. To Churchill.
The British smoker looked at the two people who were singing the oboe in front of him and said no more, but silently took the wine glass.
Among the three parties in this meeting, he has the least trump card and cannot always maintain a tough attitude.
Then Marshall also sat down and raised his glass as if chatting, "Mr. Prime Minister, let us toast to the health of you and the President."
Churchill was in a slightly better mood. Relax, touch the wine glass with the other person and drink it down in one gulp.
"How do you feel about this plane?" Marshall came over and asked.
“It’s great, it’s really an outstanding level of design and perfect industrial art.” Churchill was not stingy in his praise. "Of course, this is the highest level of modern industry, an industrial capability unique to the United States." Marshall said as if pointing to something.
Churchill glanced at Marshall and waited for him to continue.
"Only the United States has the ability to fly the fleet from Africa to Yalta safely, whether it is the St. Joseph or the escorting fighter jets. Of course, this is also convenient for you, isn't it? At least you don't have to make frequent transfers Sometimes it is better to believe in the power of allies. The United States has the ability to protect the sky in Europe." (In the original history, Churchill arrived in Africa on a warship and transferred to Yalta many times)
Damn! ! This guy is demonstrating! It is a naked show of strength. He means that Britain can just be a subsidiary of the United States.
This is something that the stubborn Churchill absolutely cannot accept.
So the old man from Oxfordshire put down his glass and pushed it back aggressively:
“Compared to your transport plane, our ship is indeed a bit slower, but it is still capable of completing its historical mission, even if it’s me. You can walk to Yalta alone with a walking stick. He is standing in the world and does not need the help of others!”
Not only Churchill, but also the followers around him looked indignant because of the toughness of the United States. It is a pity that this is an American plane after all. Surrounded by bodyguards from the US Secret Service, they could only suppress their dissatisfaction.
"Mr. Prime Minister, we have no malicious intentions. Don't you see that our security work is very good? Please believe us..."
Marshall was still using his words in the cabin. A strange sound suddenly came from a cabinet in the back.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Boom! ! Boom! !
What's going on? !
The presidential bodyguards were facing a formidable enemy. A human wall instantly formed in front of several dignitaries. The field officers of the US Secret Service took out their hidden pistols one after another.
Boom! ! ! !
A large file cabinet door was knocked open, and a figure tumbled out.
The interior of an aircraft is a very sensitive space, and firing a gun involves considerable risks. Whether it is a ricochet or an uncertain shot, it may pose a huge threat to the safety of the entire aircraft.
So the bodyguards swarmed up, intending to suppress the opponent with their bodies.
Bump! ! bump! ! !
The two people who approached first were knocked down immediately. The people on the opposite side were very tough, and the professionally trained bodyguards couldn't take them down for a while.
Major General Evans Carlson, who had been the captain of Roosevelt's guard, saw that something was wrong and took the risk and took out his own gun and prepared to shoot, but the other party actually picked up a bodyguard and threw it like a grenade.
When his sight was blocked, Major General Carlson suddenly felt a pain in his hand, and he did not hold the gun due to carelessness.
The Major General's Browning pistol was whipped into the air by something, and the other party reached out to hold it in his hand.
Then a silver revolver was also pointed in front.
"Gentlemen, have I come to the wrong place?" A familiar accent came from the opposite side, and an Oriental face appeared in front of everyone.
(End of this chapter)