After the reception held by the British Admiralty, the tired Navy minister returned straight to his room. The shocking reversal in the Scapa Bay Naval Court, London reporters reported crazy, domestic political forces and allies of the Allies flew in as snow, and the cocktail party aimed at appeaseing the shocked London boss seemed to have nothing to do with the old man who had turned upside down.

After looking at the marks on the calendar, Arthur Belford, who changed into pajamas, was not very troublesome, lifted the quilt and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I've been sleeping, but a quick knock came from outside the door. Belfort, who was sleepy, didn't want to pay attention to it, but the knocking sound was extremely stubborn. With a tight sound, King Arthur had to get up unhappy and unwilling to turn on the bedside lamp, pick up the suit jacket on the clothes hanger and open the door.

"Sir, Heidi Sileme resigns!"

The reckless ghost outside the door was David Betty, who was acquitted today and released in court. He was the Third Sea Minister, holding the door frame and gasping for breath, and struggled to tell the news that was even more crazy than his own personal experience this day.

"I greeted the base headquarters and asked them to understand that I am such an incompetent old man. No matter what happens, don't disturb me to rest. I thought that the guys in the base headquarters were silly disobeyed, and turned out to be the sea cavalry of the Royal Navy." Belford, in line with the British gentleman's demeanor, talked about his dissatisfaction. Until the young man who was in a dilemma was embarrassed and had no place to put his hands and feet, he stopped joking with kindness, took out reading glasses from his outer pocket to browse the telegram sent by the Third Minister of the Sea

"Okay, I understand..."

Just when David Betty wanted to hear what King Arthur of the Navy said, the Navy Minister put the information that the naval intelligence officers risked their lives back into Betty's hand like grass, waved his hand to close the door and go to bed.

David Betty, who was full of thought that the Navy Minister would pay attention to this matter, and even held an emergency meeting in the early morning to discuss the authenticity of this information and the Royal Navy's next operation strategy, was stunned and couldn't help but remind:

"Sir, the resignation was the German Admiral, the best naval commander of the North Atlantic. This name is worth at least one battleship team or a battle patrol fleet!"

"So, General Betty. What do you think?" Belford slowed down his closing action slightly, put his hand on the door, and asked with interest.

"First of all, we have to reach a consensus on the importance of Heidi Sileme to the German Navy, and understand the soul of the Ocean Fleet. Without Heidi Sileme's combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced. Secondly, we have to find out the authenticity of this information. Although our spies received inside information, I suspect this was a conspiracy directed and acted by the Germans. They wanted us to relax our vigilance and lure the Canadian battleship trapped in the Armstrong shipyard in Newcastle, and copy the Battle of Portsmouth. Of course, if Heidi Sileme really resigns, then we can move the time of the rise of the Great Fleet forward, and the Great Fleet can also reconsider patrolling the North Sea."

In front of the sadist Arthur Belford, who was said to have murdered people and had encountered supernatural events, David Betty was not cowardly or hidden, and truthfully expressed his thoughts. His defeat to his old friends again and again had already made Betty put down his inherent pride as a British man. The pragmatic Betty was too lazy to care whether it was a boring rumor slander or an ironclad fact.

"In the end, we have to formulate different response strategies based on different circumstances. Although it is a bit difficult to talk about, I have to admit that the Royal Navy must not take it lightly for all matters related to Silame."

Arthur Betty smiled with relief after listening to the Third Sea Minister he personally selected.

The Navy Secretary knew that the reason why the Royal Navy was defeated in the war was not just an idiom for external propaganda - some commanders were incompetent. It was because of the system. Therefore, after Belfort took over the post of the Navy Secretary, he did not cause bloody storm, but just followed the opinions of the Navy Committee and selected Carthorp, Jackson and others as his assistants.

Belfort spent more than a month investigating the Royal Navy and finding out the symptoms of the Royal Navy. This is not worth showing off, because the First Minister of Sea John Fisher and former Minister of Navy Winston Churchill also saw the crisis of the Royal Navy.

Fisher was too straightforward, and the reform was effective but also caused a rebound from the conservatives. Churchill was too utilitarian, which made it difficult for him to continue Fisher's reforms to be the first to see him. Belfort learned from the lessons of the previous two terms and had a comprehensive plan for the revival of the Royal Navy, and the commander of the large fleet he wanted was David Betty, who was fine and detailed.

If it weren't for the retreat telegram sent to the Collingwood and the damn Jackson from the Battle of Portsmouth, Belfort would have gotten what he wanted, but now, Belfort has to temporarily put Betty in the position of Third Sea Secretary.

"Young man, you did not disappoint my expectations!" Belfort put away the understatement on his face, patted Betty on the shoulder, and said, "It is recommended to prepare a plan according to the latter situation, because your old friend's resignation is inseparable from me."

"What?" Belfort said only a few short sentences, but each word had a terrifying magic, which shocked Betty to death. David Betty could no longer hold back and asked without caring about the etiquette he deserved to be with his superiors.

"You will know after dawn..."

(--Gorgeous dividing line--)

The army line transporting supplies to Kiel rumbling. Although the soldiers responsible for protecting supplies tried their best to maintain their military posture, their eyes were always unconsciously placed on the epaulettes of two senior naval officers who were wearing the rank of major generals and hiding in the corner and chatting quietly.

When the worried Imperial Navy Secretary and the Chief of Staff rushed back to the Naval Headquarters Building in the Tilgartto District, only people were greeted with empty towers and the driver Novalis, who was wandering anxiously on the streets of Bendler.

Reinhard Schell's words came true. The stubborn young man was determined to practice his resounding words at the high-level meeting of the Empire. He left a letter of resignation and hurriedly left Berlin.

Heidi Sileme's departure made Sher feel unforgettable. From top to bottom, the Navy has become accustomed to this young man who is not at the top and can always lead them to victory despite his low position and military rank.

It has to be said that the appetite of the Ocean Fleet has been spoiled by young people. It has maintained a limited sense of existence before the war. While ensuring the security of the empire's local coastline, it also has the strategic goal of deterring the British mainland from the ups and downs of the Royal Navy before the Battle of Jutland to the Battle of Portsmouth after the Battle of Navy. However, the navy did not expect that their naval gods would leave the navy at the peak of the ocean.

Without Heidi Sileme, will the planned large armored ship Gneisenau continue to return? What if the Canadian battleship trapped in Newcastle breaks through? How should the strategy of controlling the North Sea to open up maritime transportation lines? Is there still a need to continue the feint of the Scapa Bay feint plan in the third phase of the suffocation plan? What should I do if the Overlord plan cooperates with the Army?

There are many problems. Previously, because of Heidi Silaime's existence, the navy who had been reliant on Silaime's dependence had never considered this issue steadily. Now that the Navy's God of War has left, the busy navy then realized that Heidi Silaime is far from being as simple as a spiritual leader to the Navy.

"General Sileme must be stopped from resigning!" The Navy Minister issued a murderous order, so the one-armed general Wolfgang Wegener, who was close to Sileme, and Erich Redell, the deputy chief of staff of the Navy, jumped to the rapid army that the Shanghai Army temporarily contacted.

"Wegener, since we can even see the loopholes in the evidence chain of the Berlin Chronicle, Silame has no reason to find it, but why did that guy just not explain and choose to resign instead?"

The sky to the east was already shining brightly, and even though he had not slept all night, Erich Redell was still unsleeping.

"Redell, the key to the problem is not whether the application is true or false, but what position do the big guys attending the Navy and Army emergency meetings stand. If the big guys choose the Navy, even if the Berlin Chronicle says the facts, it is still false. On the contrary, if the big guys had planned it long ago, even if Silame defended himself with this loophole, it would be useless."

Although the Berlin Chronicle in his hand has been ruined by Wegener, Wegener's eyes are still on the few hundred words on the front page.

"What's more, even if Xilem doesn't know about this application for joining the party, it is indeed a fact that he has a close relationship with the union. As long as the bosses keep this issue in mind, what can Xilem do if he doesn't resign because of the creed of the emperor staying away from politics? Perhaps Xilem has already seen this point, so not explaining is the best explanation."

"Then, even if we persuade Silame to take back the idea of ​​resigning, it will be useless. The Junker radicals who have always hated the navy will never give Silame a chance!" Erich Redel's fist hit the steel plate of the train compartment and said angrily: "God, do these fools have only a fight of will in their eyes? Don't they know the importance of Silame to the sea war?"

Compared to Redel's anger, the one-armed general was much calmer. He stood up, looked at the white sky, and said lightly: "It is because they understand the importance of Silame to sea wars that they dare not leave Silame..."

(--Gorgeous dividing line--)

"Anne, can I give me three Finneys? Today is Brandeis' birthday, and I have to prepare gifts for him..."

The first ray of dawn rose, and most Germans had not yet woken up from their sleep. Avril, who had a faint rebellious girlish trend, had already rushed into his mother's room, lifted the quilt, tilted his head, and reached for money.

"The change is in the second drawer of the cabinet, take it yourself..." Annie squirmed in her husband's arms, and found a more comfortable position to sleep. However, her daughter quickly broke Annie's fantasy and stood on the edge of the bed and shouted:

"Frasey, your son who never got your family is back!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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