All sacrifices and efforts paid off in this moment!

The mood of Grisro and his son at this moment is difficult to express in words, and what they have been waiting for is the arrival of this day.

Especially Grisro, since Her Majesty went into exile, he was ordered to stay in this country, and every day and every night, his heart was suffering. No one who could understand him dared to visit him openly, and those who did not understand him were always scolding him behind his back. He could not tell anyone his inner pain, even including his own son.

But now the light finally appeared before him. Baron Alexanderson's arrival made everything possible.

"Tell me, you can use it now and be completely loyal to you." Wang Weiyi finally asked what he wanted to know.

Grisrow thought for a moment: "There are about a thousand people who can be mobilized at any time, and about half of them are all armed. In the army, my strength is even greater, but London's defense is basically Fenton's people, and I cannot intervene."

"Very good, it's far beyond my imagination." Wang Weiyi nodded with satisfaction: "I need you to find 100 reliable personnel for me, all with weapons, and secretly leave London. Can I do it in the shortest time?"

"Yes, I can make arrangements within two hours." Grisro's answer was not hesitant at all: "Baron, is there any major plan to make?"

"General Vincent, I must help General Vincent."

When Baron Alexson said this, Grisrow was stunned for a moment, but then he understood. General Vincent, like himself, also shouldered a special mission and was criticized by the world.

To be honest, he had also despised General Vincent infinitely, and now he could fully understand the pain that General Vincent had in his heart as much as himself.

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"Mr. Grisrow, everything must be prepared......" Wang Weiyi said calmly: "The New Sea Lion Plan will be implemented soon. You and General Vincent will be the key to whether this plan can be implemented smoothly. I will never want to see any possible mistakes... At the same time, I know that you have the secret intelligence network in London, and the entire intelligence network must be run quickly, and the information you have mastered will be continuously transferred to the hands of Marshal Rommel and Sir Rosen, the front-line command, which will determine the success or failure of the entire plan."

"Yes, I will do exactly what you told me..." Grisro replied with no time to think.

"And you, Thorpe." Wang Weiyi's eyes fell on Thorpe: "During this time you must restrain your temper. I know you are more eager to see Her Majesty the Queen's return than anyone else. But patience is always a prerequisite. Two agents have just died in the FBI, and they will soon put their doubts on you. If there is no need to do so, don't go out."

"Yes, Baron." Thorpe replied as respectfully as his father.

After giving all the instructions he should give in, Wang Weiyi stood up: "Gentlemen, let's create a great era!"

Then let us create a great era - this sentence ignited the ambitions of Grisro and his son in an instant.

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"Two federal agents died, it's a very serious time!" At the FBI headquarters in London, Lieutenant Colonel Mills looked ashen: "Although there have been attacks on federal agents before, it has never happened this time. Captain Pattinson, I hope you can explain this."

"Yes, Lieutenant Colonel." Captain Pattinson's voice was also full of anger: "That was sent to see Thorpe, and then they were assassinated. Thorpe also lost its trace. This matter must be closely related to Thorpe. Lieutenant Colonel, I suggest arresting Thorpe Monlington immediately!"

"No, Captain, unless you want to cause a series of accidents." Lieutenant Colonel Mills quickly rejected the request from his subordinates: "There is another possibility that we have solid evidence. Captain, do you think Thorpe alone has the ability to kill two federal agents? I don't think he must have some helpers... The Monlington family is an ancient and huge family in England. During World War I and World War II, this family sent a total of 126 officers to Britain, of which 39 were killed! They were deeply loved by the British upper class and ordinary people. Such families attacked them without evidence. You don't understand how the protest would arise."

Captain Pattinson was a little surprised: "Aren't they nobles? Do they also want to go to the battlefield?"

"Captain, you have a complete misunderstanding of the British aristocracy." Lieutenant Colonel Mills said in a daze: "The best school in Britain - the students of Eton School, sleep in hard beds, eat simple food, and receive very strict training every day. They are even more painful than students in civilian schools. The aristocratic spirit advocated by British aristocracy is not the spirit of nouveau riche. It is opposed from different spiritual spirits, and does not mean a pampering and leisurely lifestyle, but a pioneering spirit with a series of values ​​such as honor, responsibility, courage, and self-discipline as the core. 1914—

During the First World War in 1918, about 6 million British adult men rushed to the battlefield, with a mortality rate of 12.5%, but the death rate of British aristocrats was as high as 20%. At that time, the casualties rate of the children of the participating nobles in Eton College, a famous British aristocratic school, was as high as 45%. According to common sense, most British aristocrats served as officers, so why were the death rate far higher than that of ordinary soldiers? The answer is very simple. British aristocrats with a high sense of honor always charge forward and retreat behind, and insist on minor injuries and not stepping down the line of fire. ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ． ．

Only then did Captain Pattinson probably understand a little.

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"So the British did not oppose the existence of the royal power and the aristocratic class at all, because they had to take more responsibilities than the civilians." Lieutenant Colonel Mills raised his voice a little: "This is also the main reason why after the Fenton government drove away the queen, he not only did not receive the support of the people, but instead continued to oppose it. Captain, go find evidence. We must make sure to make a mountain of iron evidence so that we can attack the Monlington family. Please remember these words of mine."

"Yes, Lieutenant Colonel, I promise to do this."

"But before that, you need to retrieve that piece of information." Lieutenant Colonel Mills said quickly: "The investigation report on Vincent is very important to us, and no mistakes are allowed. Captain, the information will be sent to London tonight, and you will bring the information to me with your men!"

Captain Pattinson stood straight: "I will take people to the London Railway Station in person to wait for Major Carrimi's arrival!"

This is perhaps the FBI's most concerned thing at the moment.

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The train was moving quickly. When Wang Weiyi, who was wearing a US lieutenant colonel uniform, climbed onto the train, he sorted out the US military uniform on his body, and then walked calmly towards one of the carriages.

It is time for supper now, and in the first-class cabin restaurant, there are not many people eating, only one American major and his three entourages dine on one of the dining tables.

"Major, can I sit here?" Wang Weiyi came to the dining table and said.

"Lieutenant Colonel. Hello!" The major and his entourage stood up and saluted Wang Weiyi: "You can sit wherever you want."

Wang Weiyi sat down: "I am Lieutenant Colonel Jimmy of the 21st Division of the US Army and was ordered to go to London. Where are you, Major?"

"I'm Major Karimi. Oh, I'm from the Marine."

"Marine Corps, this is not like it." Wang Weiyi said with a smile, and looked at a briefcase that Major Karimi had never left: "Major. Do you know? There is essentially a difference between a soldier on the front and an officer on the rear."

Major Karimi smiled awkwardly.

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Yes, his own is not a Marine Corps, he is from the CIA and is ordered to bring a very important document to London. However, he has no way to tell the truth to this strange officer.

"Well, I don't think I should have asked so much." Wang Weiyi said while using this meal: "Have you heard that the enemy is preparing for a large-scale military operation. Maybe the plane will soon appear above our heads. Going to London at this time is not a wise choice."

Major Carrimi sighed, "Yes. I heard of it, too, but what can I do? The task I received was to arrive in London within the prescribed time, but fortunately, I will only stay there for one night. What about you, Lieutenant Colonel?"

"I can't compare to you." Wang Weiyi put down the tableware: "I will stay there for a long time. Oh, maybe I will stay until the end of the war. Who knows? Major, there are still two hours left before London, I hope not to encounter guerrillas from the resistance organization on the road."

Major Karimi and his two companions changed their expressions.

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Yes, no one knows more about the guerrillas than the CIA.

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These guys always attack at special times, and they are simply unprepared for it. Some of their colleagues also suffered a great loss for this.

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To be continued...