Starting on June 15, 1891, a fleet flying the British flag sailed out of Miami, and a fleet flying the British flag sailed into Miami at the same time. The entire Florida peninsula had fallen into the hands of the Liberation Army, and those who had survived the war were mainly women and children. The British fleet transported these people to Cuba, which was now the most important place in the south of the United States.
Women were crying, children were crying, and some people were begging to stay. The Japanese retainers pushed and dragged these people onto the ships with a machine-like attitude, their faces expressionless.
No matter how many people there were, no matter how unwilling they were to leave. As long as the expulsion process continued, those people could always be sent away. When the last group of Americans was sent to the British ship, Yuan Weiting stood on the dock full of defecation, took a deep breath, and then laughed up to the sky.
Many people could not understand what was wrong with the head of the servant army, but a few people completely understood Yuan Weiting's mood. For example, Wang Shizhen, who was next to Yuan Weiting, was a little pale. With Wang Shizhen's cautious character, he had consumed a lot of energy and spirit in this retreat. Listening to Yuan Shikai's somewhat hysterical laughter, Wang Shizhen murmured, "It's finally over!"
Wang Shizhen's words reached Yuan Weiting's ears, and Yuan Weiting suddenly stopped laughing. The next moment, the official, who was equivalent to a major general, suddenly burst into tears. Yuan Weiting choked and said, "I want to go home!"
This sentence immediately touched the hearts of the Chinese and even the Japanese around him. They had been in North America for more than three years. The earliest excitement had long been completely worn away by the long war. These Japanese had the same vacation as the Chinese army, but the Liberation Army could retire, but the Japanese servant army could not. Besides, the high pay made these Japanese servants willing to earn more money. So, year after year, three years passed in the blink of an eye. Seeing the Americans being expelled from North America, these people had a strong urge to go home.
"I didn't expect that we really did it." Wang Shizhen's voice was still not loud, but there was a strong sense of doubt in his voice.
After venting his emotions, Yuan Weiting wiped his tears with his hand and soon calmed down. Yuan Weiting boldly replied to Wang Shizhen's words, "If we can't do it, why would His Majesty allow us to start a war?"
"We probably won't have to fight in the future." Wang Shizhen sounded very tired.
"Sigh …" Yuan Weiting sighed with mixed emotions. Wang Shizhen's view of the world was actually very different from Yuan Weiting's. However, Yuan Weiting's ambition could not withstand three years of war. He stretched and his face lit up. "Who cares! After the battle, let's go home first. "
China's slave army was not the only one who thought the war was coming to an end. The Americans on the other side also felt the same way. Almost all Americans despaired as the sheets of paper bearing the sad Meditans fell from the sky into a city that was beginning to look a little livelier because of the refugees.
Many urban residents in the United States knew about the existence of airships. Therefore, the pieces of paper falling from the sky only frightened those Americans who lacked knowledge about airships. To the despair of those who had some knowledge, China surrounded the Americans on land, China surrounded the Americans from the sea, and now China even occupied the sky. The Americans really had no way out.
As for the ultimatum, the content was very simple. China allowed the Americans to leave the United States and go to countries other than China they wanted, but there was a time limit. If the Americans did not evacuate by July 15, they would automatically enter a state of war. What made the Americans even more desperate was that China announced that the six northeastern states had chosen to merge with the Canadian Federation and told the Americans that if they really felt that it was too far to go to a foreign country, they might as well choose the six northeastern states that were closer. As long as they entered the six northeastern states and became British, the war would be over for these people.
These things could be thrown to the Americans, and the commanders and fighters of the Liberation Army in the North American theater of operations naturally knew about it. Qi Rui's reaction to this was very indifferent, and the reaction of other senior commanders was limited to worrying whether the Americans would launch a counterattack against the Min dynasty army after a short rest. Of course, this kind of worry was just worry. Once the Americans became British, the British would naturally come to clean them up. If the Americans refused to become British, they would only have to make a choice between going to Cuba and dying.
Because the war was about to end, some laziness began to appear in the entire upper echelons. As a political commissar, Qi Rui certainly had to stand up and fight against this kind of emotion. "The slightest laziness on the battlefield will lead to irreparable losses!" Political commissar Qi Rui made such propaganda.
With such propaganda, everyone's mood was eased. This group of senior commanders still resumed their usual loading in the shortest time possible. The grass-roots commanders could retire at a certain time, and the middle-level commanders could rest with the army. The senior commanders only had very little rest. Of course, this was not to be particularly harsh on these people. Since they decided to be soldiers as their profession, they naturally had to be able to bear the pressure and hard work that ordinary people could not bear. If their ability to bear the war was not as good as the soldiers, then it was better for them to leave as early as possible when they were still soldiers.
The Liberation Army was in high spirits, and the United States federal government and the two houses of Congress were completely left with a few names. President Garfield and Secretary of War Lincoln all supported President Lincoln's policy of unifying the United States. At that time, the northeastern states fully supported the war. Now these states played a policy of flying separately in the face of disaster. In particular, Massachusetts had its own sense of humor. The Boston Tea Incident in Massachusetts and the gunshot in Lexington officially announced the rebellion of the American traitors against the United Kingdom. Now at the most critical juncture, the descendants of the traitors actually thought of asking for the protection of their former motherland.
These two no longer had any followers. Not only them, but all the former senior federal officials or local officials had fallen into a state of unemployment. When power, which was not strong enough to begin with, lost its foundation, the tragedy of the collapse of a federal country could almost be described as dust. So Lincoln Jr., who was a guest at President Garfield's house, took some potatoes. This was the food he had bought with great difficulty outside Hua Sheng Dun City. The land in the northeastern region of the United States was originally relatively barren. The development of the Midwest brought a large amount of cheap food. The industrial products produced by the developed industries in the northeast were transported to the West in exchange for food. Now this economic cycle had been completely destroyed. Hunger had spread throughout the northeastern United States with the exhaustion of labor.
Mashed potatoes sprinkled with salt were very attractive to the hungry. Not to mention, the White House actually had wine in storage. President Garfield took out wine to entertain Lincoln Jr. There was also some fish from a few fishermen who insisted on fishing, so the meal was not too bad.
"I have already sent people to Cuba with all the east and southwest. They can elect a new president there, at least there will be no legal problems. "While putting the fish into his mouth, President Garfield's mouth was not idle.
"Probably there will only be two senators left in the Senate." Lincoln Jr.'s mood at this time looked very relaxed.
"Hehe." President Garfield laughed dryly. The Senate of the United States consisted of two senators from each state, plus the voting rights of the vice president, and finally made up an odd number to ensure that there would be no problem of equal votes. Now Cuba was the only place left in the United States. According to the rules, there would be more than two senators left.
However, with such a smile, President Garfield immediately became sad. He let his tears flow and stubbornly continued to eat. Such a tragic scene in the eyes of Lincoln Jr., was particularly uncomfortable. After all, President Garfield was a hero in the Civil War. At this time, he did not have too much sadness, and he quickly controlled his tears. Wiping his face with a somewhat dirty napkin, the president said in a calm voice, "I have decided to participate in the final battle when China attacks Washington."
Hearing this, Lincoln Jr. showed a sincere smile, and he quickly said, "Sir, please be sure to take me with you to fight."
President Garfield sighed. "I have already sent my family to Cuba. You might as well move in with me. There is a vegetable garden here, and we can take care of the crops together. "
Since no one took the president seriously, naturally, no one came to disturb the White House. President Garfield and Lincoln Jr. lived in the White House leisurely, taking care of the vegetable garden during the day and drinking and chatting at night. Both of them graduated from university, so they had a lot in common when they chatted.
Time passed day by day. Although the security in the city was almost on the verge of collapse, fortunately, there were few people. Both of them were skilled with guns, and the regular thieves were killed as soon as they broke in. The two of them were in charge of killing and burying, and it was considered a good job. However, after waiting for a long time, the Chinese Army still did not come, which made the two people who had already decided to die anxious.
In the blink of an eye, it was the middle of July, and the two discussed cutting the grass together. The vegetable garden was taken care of every day, so they did not have to worry about this. However, the White House personnel had all left, and no one wanted US dollars. Therefore, the weeds on the lawn of the White House grew wildly, and it looked very uncomfortable. The flat lawn was their face, and at this final moment, they had to at least consider their face.
When the sky brightened, the two of them were a bit lazy. The weather was relatively hot, and the two of them were willing to sleep a bit longer. Just as they were about to return to sleep, the sound of military music came from outside. The sound of the flute and footsteps woke the two of them up one after the other. This kind of movement reminded them of the movements of the US Army. But at this time, the US Army appeared? This really puzzled the two of them.
They got up and went to the gate of the White House. Looking through the window, they saw a group of soldiers in red shirts and white pants marching on the street outside. The military band led the way, and the infantry moved behind. They walked along the street from north to south, and it seemed like they wanted to cross the city.
Some of the remaining citizens appeared on the street, and some of them even raised their hands and waved at the British. It seemed like they did not realize how scary it was for the British to appear in Washington. President Garfield and Little Lincoln would not be fooled by the British's European appearance. They turned their heads and looked at each other, and saw the fear in each other's eyes.
At this moment, perhaps because they saw the two of them through the window, a group of British lobster soldiers led by their captain walked straight to the gate of the White House. The captain, who was wearing a red shirt and white pants, shouted into the door in fluent American English, "I am British Army Lieutenant Paul Smith? Smith. The people inside, please open the door. As long as you are willing to listen to us, we will not hurt you. "
Judging from the accent of the British lieutenant outside, he was probably from the central region of the United States. As for his choice of words and sentences, he was an upper-class person who had gone to school. President Garfield and Minister Lincoln Jr. looked at each other again. Since the person outside looked so polite, it meant that he would not let President Garfield and Minister Lincoln Jr. go. Even if he did not kill them on the spot, he would definitely take them away and imprison them. The two people in the White House both thought that they would die in the hands of the Chinese. They did not expect that the first to arrive at the White House would be the British team that had burned it.
At this point, President Garfield and Minister Lincoln Jr. stood at attention. They pressed their left hands on their chests, and held their pistols in their right hands. Although they could not see the flagpole above the main gate of the White House, they took care of it every day. The American flag was still hanging there.
There was no need for a beat or a slogan. With just a look, the two of them sang in unison:
Ah! At the first light of dawn, do you see what makes us so proud?
Cheering in the last light of dawn, whose flag is always flying high in the fierce battle!
The fire is raging, the cannons are booming, we see the heroic flag on the fortress is still standing after the darkness!
Ah! Do you think that the star-spangled flag will be still, fluttering in the land of freedom, flying in the home of the brave?
…
The former American Paul outside? Lieutenant Smith was not moved when he heard his former national anthem. Instead, he immediately became nervous. Those who could still sing the national anthem at such a time must be those stubborn and old-fashioned guys. Paul? Lieutenant Smith used to be the boss of the St. Paul Railway Company. At the critical moment before the Liberation Army besieged, he escaped from St. Paul with his family and money. Before the situation in the United States was completely destroyed, he went to Canada to contact the British. After various opportunities, he finally became a lieutenant in the British army.
The reward for his hard work was Paul? Lieutenant Smith would never give up. The two guys in the White House who were not ready to give up were in Paul? Smith looked extremely dangerous. He immediately ordered his subordinates, "Fire!"
However, just before the British soldiers opened fire, President Garfield and Minister Lincoln opened fire through the window. For this day, the two of them had prepared for a long time. First, they used up the bullets in Colt's revolver. Then, they immediately took out long guns from a hidden place and opened fire at the chaotic British soldiers outside. While firing, President Garfield continued to hum, "Where have you all gone, those who swore so confidently? What they yearned for was to survive the war. Home and motherland, don't abandon them. They used their own blood to wash away their dirty footprints. These slaves and mercenaries had no place to hide. They could not escape the fate of failure and death. But the star-spangled flag would always fly in the land of freedom, the home of the brave …
The bullets of the United States were still black powder bullets. After the firing, the lobby of the White House was immediately filled with smoke. President Garfield wanted to see more clearly, so he took two steps forward. A row of bullets whizzed through the broken window and hit the president in the chest.
"Sir!" Lincoln Jr. cried out in surprise and quickly bent down to rush over. When he saw President Garfield lying on his back on the ground with several bullet holes in his chest, he instinctively wanted to try to save him. President Garfield opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he started coughing. Blood spurted out from his mouth. It looked terrifying. However, this blood-stained face actually revealed a smile. After a few more coughs, President Garfield choked on his blood. After a few twitches, he stopped moving.
"Fire! Fire! "The voices outside the White House were mostly British accents. The British accent, which was produced with the front half of the tongue, was completely different from the American accent, which was produced with the back half of the tongue.
Minister Lincoln Jr. stood up and continued to fire outside with his long gun. President Garfield's death suddenly made him feel a sense of loneliness. Even though he knew that the president's pursuit was death, Minister Lincoln Jr. was still alive alone. This feeling made him particularly eager to step on the path of death where he could meet the president again.
His chest was full of emotions, and only the muzzle of the gun that was spewing bullets and flames could slightly disperse them. However, the emotions that could not be completely vented condensed into a humming song. Whether the jade is broken or the tile is intact, it's in front of us. The free men will rise up to protect the flag! Our motherland is blessed by heaven, victory and peace are in sight; build the country, protect the homeland, thank God for the strength. We will prevail, justice belongs to us. "In God we trust." These words will never be forgotten. Look, the Star Spangled Banner will always fly high, in this free country, the home of the brave …
Tut tut tut tut … The machine gun roared, and the bullets cut open the wooden door of the White House's front hall, breaking the remaining wooden window edges. After such a fierce sweep, no more bullets were fired from inside. Even so, the British did not stop immediately. The machine gun muzzle continued to fiercely spray a rain of bullets at the White House before stopping.
"Is it worth making such a big commotion?" Colonel Shi Qian said to his colleague from the Liberation Army who came with him from a distant observation position, "Just throw a few grenades in, and the battle would probably be over."
"That's a tactic that only an experienced veteran like you can immediately adopt. How many years has it been since the British fought in the streets?" The colonel next to him laughed.
In the end, the British agreed to the Chinese suggestion that the Minister of Colonization, Cecil C. Cecil Rhodes, the Minister of Colonization, pretended to negotiate with the Min dynasty and reached an agreement to divide up the East Coast of the United States. Then the British Army dispatched troops south. Before they moved out, they had already contacted the local forces in the United States. Under the strong pressure of the Liberation Army, a large number of local powers accepted the British's surrender. Of course, in order to avoid some misjudgments, the Min dynasty sent a liaison to the British side. Colonel Shi Qian and several other commanders were lucky enough to be selected.
Hearing his comrade's praise, Colonel Shi Qian smiled modestly. At this time, he saw several British soldiers had climbed to the roof of the White House, condescendingly guarding against a sudden attack by the forces loyal to the United States. However, there was no such threat around them. In their boredom, they pulled down the American flag from the roof of the White House and threw it down from the top.
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