Chapter 120: Czech Tragedy 1

One month after the coronation of the King of England, British Prime Minister Chamberlain, French Prime Minister Daladier, Italian Prime Minister Mussolini and the German Crown Prince gathered again in Munich.

Two Czech representatives were also invited to the meeting place - the Regent Palace Hotel.

"Who are you?!" The tall guard stopped two people, one tall and one short, who were about to enter the hotel and asked coldly.

"You are blind! Didn't you see the Czech flag on our chest?!" This was of course just a curse in his heart. After all, they came to attend an important meeting about the fate of the country, not to compete with a watchdog. The tall man took out the invitation letter from his arms, handed it to the guard, and said coldly. "We are the representatives of Czechoslovakia who came to attend the meeting at the invitation of your crown prince."

"Oh, you two are Czech representatives." The guard showed a strange smile on his face. "We have been waiting for a long time. His Highness has ordered us not to neglect you two. Please follow me."

The two Czech representatives looked at each other, somewhat confused about what the Germans were up to. The relationship between the two countries is now tense, but the German crown prince is so polite, contrary to his usual behavior. Is there any conspiracy?

How can they retreat now that they are here? Soon the two were taken into a room in the hotel, but as soon as they entered the room, they found something wrong. This room is too small. Not to mention a conference table, there is not even a larger table. There are only a few sofas in the whole room except for the coffee table. "What is this place? Isn't it the conference room?"

"You two just wait here, and I will notify you when the time comes." The guard who brought them here said coldly and turned away.

"Wait a minute..." The short man was about to follow up and ask clearly, but he suddenly found that two burly men had come to the door at some point and were guarding on both sides. The short man was frightened by the fierce eyes of the big man and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Bang!" Seeing the door slammed shut, the two Czech representatives looked at each other, somewhat at a loss. "What is this, house arrest?"

The tall one snorted disdainfully. "They can only use such childish means to save their face, what else can they do?!"

The short one couldn't help laughing when he heard it. "That's right, when I go back, I will ridicule the vanity of the Germans in the newspapers!"

There was a guard at the door and they couldn't get out, so the two of them simply sat on the sofa leisurely, drinking tea and talking about the current situation. They didn't have much worry, because the current military strength of Czechoslovakia is stronger than that of Germany, and 35 army divisions have been deployed on the border to resist Germany. The German army at the border assembly area is only more than 20 divisions, and this is what the Germans themselves claim, who knows how much water is in it.

After more than two hours, the door was knocked again, and a strange waiter opened the door. "Let's go, the prince wants to see you."

"..." Yannick looked at the two Czech representatives who walked into the conference room with their faces flushed and their heads held high, and muttered in his heart that your smiling faces would soon turn into sad faces. "You two have been waiting for a long time. Now I officially inform you that this crisis has finally been successfully resolved after the unremitting efforts of all parties. It can be said that everyone is happy."

The tall man replied neither humbly nor arrogantly. "That's great. When does your country plan to withdraw its troops on the border so that our soldiers can spend Christmas Eve in peace."

Although Yannick wanted to continue playing a prank, time was precious, so he stopped playing. Let the secretary hand the documents on the table to the two people. "That depends on the attitude of your government."

Taking the document, the line on the cover of "Agreement on Czechoslovakia's cession of Sudetenland to Germany" came into view.

The two people's hearts trembled inexplicably, and they hurriedly opened the document.

This agreement includes 8 main texts, 1 annex and 3 statements.

The main contents are:

Czechoslovakia will cede the Sudetenland to Germany. Germany will complete the occupation of the above-mentioned areas and other areas where Germans are the majority of residents in stages within one month. Any equipment in these areas must be handed over to Germany intact;

Other areas of the Czech Republic where it is not yet certain whether Germans are the majority of residents should be temporarily occupied by an international committee composed of representatives from Britain, France, Germany, Italy and Czechoslovakia. A referendum will be held before the end of November to determine their ownership and draw the final border;

The Czech government should release Sudeten political prisoners serving sentences within 4 weeks;

The relevant governments must solve the problem of Polish and Hungarian minorities in Czechoslovakia within 3 months, otherwise, the leaders of Germany, Britain, France and Italy will meet again to discuss;

Britain and France guarantee that the new Czech border will not be invaded;

When the minority issues in the Czech Republic have been resolved, Germany will also provide guarantees to the Czech Republic.

"This, this..." As Yannick expected, the reactions of the two people were quite interesting.

The tall man was stunned on the spot, and the short man wondered if he was dazzled. He rubbed his eyes hard, and when he looked again, he still saw the black words on the white paper, without a single word changed.

The tall man who recovered first trembled and threw the document in his hand on the table. "No, we will never agree to such a humiliating agreement!!"

Yannick sighed and shook his head. "You don't agree? You two take yourselves too seriously. We don't need your agreement or not. You have also seen that our four countries have signed the document. In other words, we only asked you to come to inform you of the results of the meeting and take the document back to your Prime Minister."

"Then let's go to war!!" At this time, the short man also reacted and yelled with a red face. Czechoslovakia would not be afraid of Germany's military power.

"War? Then let's go to war." This time, it was not Yannick who responded to him, but their Czech protectorate, French Prime Minister Daladier. Throwing down this sentence, he stood up and nodded slightly to Yannick, and then walked out of the meeting room without even looking at the two shocked Czech representatives.

"Why is it like this, why is it like this!" Watching British Prime Minister Chamberlain and Italian Prime Minister Mussolini leave one after another, the unwillingness on the faces of the two Czech representatives finally turned into despair.

How could they not be desperate? There might be hope to deal with Germany, but if France, Britain, Germany, and Italy join forces to deal with them, can they still jump up?

Yannick shook his head regretfully. "Why? It can only be said that you haven't kept up with the world situation. In today's society, problems cannot be solved by force. Uh, aren't you in a hurry to prepare for Christmas? Go back and inform your President Benes to give up the Sudetenland as soon as possible so that everyone can have a good holiday comfortably."