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Chapter Eleven Aftermath (2)

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[It seems that there are too many bugs in the Mediterranean period. Translation is indeed quite troublesome. The basic English skills are not solid, and I often forget the previous article...]

Although the gunfire in Sarajevo was just an accident, the politicians of European powers had obviously long been aware of the possibility of a war of Europe. In addition to countries such as Russia and Austro-Hungary, which were rich in imagination and war madmen, Britain, France and Germany had made serious preparations for war.-./-./

The European war is not only a shortcut for politicians to keep their name in history, a feast for soldiers, a stage for diplomats to perform their erratic techniques, but also a paradise for ace agents. Infiltration and anti-infiltration, deception and anti-deception have become the eternal content behind the war. In the game, the narrow Europe becomes a wall with airflow on all sides. Everyone thinks they are the final winner, but the so-called secrets never overnight.

The battle report of Portsmouth's defeat and the destruction of the Orion's thunder was fed back to the British Empire's Admiralty. Belfort cut off a whole box of cigars, but he was still helpless in the news of his defeat.

The Ocean Fleet's proactive attack and brilliant victory on the 29th shocked the whole world. After the Battle of Jutland, everyone realized that the era of the Ocean Fleet traversing the ocean had arrived, but no one, including the Germans, expected that this day would come so quickly.

The news of the disastrous defeat has spread, and the losses of the two super-dreadnoughts have left the British Empire at a loss. More than 3,000 naval officers and soldiers were killed, and more than 1,000 officers and soldiers disappeared, which has made the British, who are deeply immersed in the ocean consciousness. Without these long-trained sailors, even if the large fleet can be rebuilt, can it still avenge its previous shame?

The smell of gunpowder dissipated, and the island of Britain fell into a lasting silence. In silence, there were no riots, riots and protests in London. Even the protesters gathered in Trafalgar Square and Whitehall Square were over.

The Londoners did not use silence to protest silently, but the war on the German warships woke the proud British from unrealistic fantasy. They finally understood that the new Navy Minister Belford never tire of emphasizing on all occasions that the Royal Navy was the painstaking efforts of the Royal Navy in 1915. Some wealthy people and coastal residents began to pack their luggage and moved their families to the remote and desolate Scottish Highlands or relatively safe Wales. But more British people also began to save themselves.

When the people of the British Empire gave up their pride, the blood and stubborn side of the British nation as John Bull were also fully demonstrated. Although the British liked to use John Bull to tease themselves, the John Bull sometimes also represents and symbolizes the tenacity and strength of the British nation.

The inefficient House of Commons held a meeting overnight. It agreed to the cabinet's request to issue a new treasury bond at home and abroad. The rich and citizens took out their fine lines and lined up to grab the last treasury bonds that were unsold in the bank trading hall, waiting for the new treasury bonds. The conscription station was crowded with young people under 17 years old and elderly people who joined the army. When they learned that the army was short of supplies, many young people hurriedly turned to military factories, or offered legal guns to serve the country.

Even though this is just an emergency response in the face of danger, a patriotic craze that is difficult to last, is enough to make Arthur Belford, who has been heroic for half his life, lower his noble head, tears in his eyes, and give a speech in front of hundreds of thousands of London citizens, apologizing on behalf of the Royal Navy.

At the end of his speech, Belford announced in a meaningful way that the Admiralty would hold the Navy responsible for the failure of the naval war and completely reform the tumultuous naval system. Appointing new people who dare to take responsibility will bring a dreadnought to the large fleet with extremely lack of available ships. These promises were not widely valued at the time, but when the time entered May 1915, the British Empire Navy's senior management experienced a series of personnel changes, the truth was revealed.

Because of this, Belfort's talk-like speech in front of the arched gate of the Admiralty was called the "Belfort Declaration" by historians, and its important position is no less than Heidi Silem's "Silem Roar" in Kiel in 1917.

Thanks to Fujimoto's connections, Japanese naval officer Yukiichi Shinosawa was always able to obtain insider information before Ambassador to Britain Katsunosuke Matsushita. The Japanese who were in a complicated mood could not be said to be a loss of their parents, but there was always a grief of the rabbit and the fox. The strength of the German Army originally made the people of the Choshu clan who were under Germany frightened, and the strength of the Ocean Fleet made the Satsuma clan even more frightened.

The Japanese senior officials who lack vision finally let go of their fantasies. They seriously thought about the possibility of the Allies' failure and tried to draw a clear line with the Allies. However, Belford deliberately released the news that Japan had leased two King Kong-class patrol ships from Britain to the United Kingdom to completely cut off the Japanese's retreat. If Japan could use the diplomatic saying "There is no eternal enemy, only eternal interests" to comfort themselves, but not to mention the German diplomats who were offended, at least Heidi Silem, who had become the leader of the German navy, was the perfect anti-Japanese faction. In addition, the humiliating memories given to the German army by the Jiaozhou Bay War, Japan and Germany were already the ending of death.

The confused Italian diplomat unexpectedly became the second lucky person to obtain intelligence. When the crazy war finally settled on April 29, the entire Apennine Peninsula and Sardinia were shocked by the strength of the German Navy.

Block the eastern coastline of the British Empire, attack the minefield and shell the Greater London, ambush the Orion in the hinterland of the UK, and encircle and annihilate the Mediterranean return fleet in the English Channel. As the overlord of the Mediterranean, the Italian Navy, as long as any of the above is completely enough to become an immortal feat in the history of the Italian king, but the Germans caught them all!

The Italian king, who was more passionate than a woman, turned to Germany again, raising the nameplate of Heidi Sileme that everyone loves, and ambiguously invited the naval genius to visit and inspect Taranto. As the leader of the opposition, Songnino hid behind the king and fanned the flames, so that the voice of "Italy should and must join the Allies" was rampant. Although the Italian Supreme Emperor Giomedi, who was bound by the principle of "loyalty to the system he established", stubbornly suppressed all the noise, his prestige on the Apennine Peninsula was also backfired.

Gormidi's painstaking efforts were not understood by the British.

Wait and see. Bah!

The British Empire raised its middle fingers to fence-top Italians. In John Bell's view, in addition to being obsessed with studying the new recipes of fried noodles and macaroni, the foodies on the Apennine Peninsula have also made some achievements in the intelligence industry. At least before the truth of the intelligence leak of the Mediterranean fleet was revealed, the British Empire took the account to the Italian intelligence department. The reason why the Royal Navy's defeat spread so quickly was that the Italian kingdom was responsible for the bad debt.

In late April 1915, the German Baltic Sea Blockade Fleet launched a series of small-scale landing battles, limiting 200,000 elite animals in the Baltic Sea and unable to move.

On April 26, Germany launched a new round of offensive on the Eastern Front. Since Russia failed to capture the Przemischle Fortress of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, the Russians focused on returning to the West Galicia region in advance. The Russians' preparations for war improved compared to another time and space. However, facing the three German armies that rushed over like a tide under the cover of a thousand artillery and bombers, the Russians were still defeated.

The artillery fire was flying, the smoke of gunpowders collapsed, and the positions were lost one after another. The frontline commanders desperately asked for help from the rear, from gray animals that could fight with guns to various light weapons and ammunition, from shells of various types of artillery to military clothing and food, any war-related materials were mentioned by the frontline generals, and the most mentioned were 200,000 fully equipped elite animals in the Baltic Sea.

The Russians could read favorable information from the Battle of Portsmouth, and the French could naturally. With this easterly wind, French diplomats jumped up and down in St. Petersburg, frequently using tricks that made the British untidy, and successfully brought the Russians to their own chariots.

"The Orion battleship returning to Scarpa Bay was ambushed by a German submarine in the Irish Sea, and the dreadnought was completely destroyed. The Mediterranean fleet returning to the land was completely destroyed, losing a super dreadnought, six old battleships, more than 3,000 naval officers and soldiers were killed, and more than 1,000 people were missing?!"

The night in St. Petersburg in late April was still a little cool. The evening breeze in Harbor City passed the light cruiser Avleel, stationed on the beach, and followed the semi-open window of the black car driving on Neva Street with diplomatic license plates, slapped on the face of George Buchanan, who had served as British ambassador to Russia since 1910.

"That is to say, the Royal Navy sank two super-dreadnoughts and six old battleships in less than an hour?! God, I just convinced the Russians to transfer Kolchak, the new commander-in-chief of the Baltic Fleet, to the Black Sea Fleet, to transfer more troops to the North Caucasus region, to restore our unfavorable situation in the Mediterranean. However, the Royal Navy, which was highly anticipated by Britain, failed the efforts of the diplomats and easily cleared all our efforts!"

The gentle George Buchanan complained to the naval officer with some disobedience. The blushing naval officer could only say some promises that he did not believe in, confused and helplessly.

"Mr. Buchanan, the Secretary of the Navy has brought two combat patrols and three dreadnoughts to the Navy. The Parliament has decided to allocate funds to purchase the main dreadnoughts in service in other countries. We are likely to continue to obtain dreadnoughts and combat patrols from Japan, and may also purchase dreadnoughts from the United States, Brazil and Argentina. As long as we survive the extremely difficult 1915, the Royal Navy will surely regain the initiative at sea!"

George Buchanan waved his hand to shut up the naval officer with fatigue. He turned his head and looked at the Neva Street, which was described in Dostoevsky's novel "the goose yellow snow often floated in the sky", and organized the language in his mind to persuade the Russians to continue to increase troops to the Mediterranean.

The street view of Neva Street is retreating, and the luxurious Kazan Cathedral is in tune with the beggars curled up in the corners of the street. Occasionally, a few passers-by with strange whereabouts suddenly pulled their backpacks and threw flyers to both sides of the street with dim street lights. Then they were beaten to the ground by the Russian policeman with an eagle emblem printed on the brim of the hat with a stick.

The black sedan was parked on the side of the road, and the naval officer pushed the door open and leaned over to pick up a leaflet on the cold street.

"Mr. Buchanan is the Workers' Party's anti-war propaganda leaflet..." The evening breeze blows into the military vehicle with a cool chill. The naval officer quickly browses the propaganda leaflet and says worriedly: "Russia in the war is like an active volcano. The last glory of the Storepin era has faded. If our allies continue to indulge in the power of the 1848 revolution and refuse to make changes, I worry that the erupting volcano will ruin the Romanov dynasty!"

"As long as the Russians can survive the most critical node of the war of attrition..." George Buchanan's leaflet in his hand said indifferently: "It's okay if Russia collapses?" (Your support on this site is my greatest motivation.)-
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