Chapter 474 Belfast

After Kesselring and Richthofen left, Yannick stretched himself and walked to the window. The window of this office faces the garden. In winter, the garden becomes a fairy-tale world of ice and snow. Various snow sculptures and ice sculptures made by masters are like exquisite works of art, with various shapes and scattered in an orderly manner; looking at them is simply a visual and spiritual enjoyment.

Yannick saw Queen Elizabeth sitting alone in a pavilion in the distance, so he went downstairs to the garden pavilion.

"Your Majesty, what are you thinking about here?" Yannick greeted and sat on the stool opposite. There are heating pipes under these pavilions, and the heat keeps rising, making the whole pavilion warm. "Your Majesty, I saw that you were very interested in exploring space yesterday. How about we continue to talk?"

Queen Elizabeth frowned slightly and looked at him coldly without speaking.

Seeing this, Yannick shrugged and called the secretary. "Bring my drawing board here."

Soon, the secretary brought his drawing board and set it up. Yannick muttered while mixing the paint. "Da Vinci painted 'Mona Lisa', so I'll paint 'Elizabeth', and ask Your Majesty to be a model for once."

Queen Elizabeth stood up and turned to leave the pavilion, and Yannick spoke. "Your Majesty, if we are dragging and tugging here, it might not be good to be discovered by others."

"..."Queen Elizabeth glared at him, cursed him for being shameless, and sat down angrily. "Then let's talk about space exploration."

"No problem, I can talk while painting."

"!!" Queen Elizabeth clenched her hands on her knees into fists, staring at him hatefully, as if she wanted to eat his flesh alive.

Yannick began to paint on the canvas leisurely. "Your Highness, are you sure you want to keep this expression? If this painting is passed down to future generations, it might be named "Elizabeth in a rage". Aren't you afraid of being laughed at for thousands of years?"

Queen Elizabeth's mouth twitched slightly, she took a deep breath, and forced herself to control her facial expression to put on an indifferent face.

Yannick said while painting. "Where did we talk about yesterday? Entering space, right..."

After chatting and painting for more than half an hour, Secretary Anne hurried into the pavilion. "Your Highness, the troops entering Belfast, the capital of Northern Ireland, were attacked."

Yannick said disapprovingly. "Isn't it normal to be attacked? What's the fuss? Just eliminate them."

Annie said softly. "The attackers are civilians in Belfast."

"Huh?" Yannick frowned. "Are they real civilians or British soldiers disguised as civilians to launch the attack?"

"Not sure, so General Bush asked for an order to shoot indiscriminately."

An hour ago, a tank vanguard company arrived in Belfast. Because all the towns along the way were undefended, they rushed into Belfast excitedly and headed straight for the city hall in the center of the city.

As a port city and capital, an economic and political center, Belfast is not as prosperous as an ordinary big city, but more like an ancient European port town.

Tanks one after another formed a long snake formation and drove onto the avenue leading to the city center. At the end of the avenue was the city hall. There were many pedestrians on the road. When these people saw the rumbling tanks coming, many of them ran away quickly, and some people looked at these tanks with complicated expressions in their eyes.

Several Irish soldiers sitting outside the tanks waved excitedly at these people. "Hey, cheer! Ireland is unified!"

At this moment, something strange happened.

A series of crackling gunshots suddenly sounded around, and these Irish soldiers sitting outside the tanks were shot and fell to the ground one after another.

"Enemy attack! Fire! Fire!!!" Just as the commander of the tank company frantically gave the order to fire, the surrounding civilians suddenly attacked. They either took out bundles of cluster grenades from the trash cans nearby or from the snow piles on the roadside, and rushed towards the tanks that were close at hand, shouting slogans such as "Long live the British Empire".

The so-called cluster grenade is to bundle multiple grenades together, detonate one of them, and the energy of the explosion is enough to cause the other grenades to explode. However, cluster grenades and explosive packs are group charges, and the explosion energy is diffused in all directions. They cannot output the detonation wave in a directional manner like hollow charge armor-piercing warheads, so a large amount of explosives is required, but the actual destructive effect is not high. Moreover, it is necessary to blast the weak parts such as the power cabin cover, the gap between the turret and the body, and the tracks to make the tank lose its combat effectiveness.

They stuffed these cluster grenades under the tank tracks, and some people even drilled into the bottom of the tank with cluster grenades, and then there was a violent impact and the sound of explosions tearing the steel apart.

In just a moment, the tank company lost half of its tanks, most of which were unable to move because of the blown tracks.

"Damn it! Retreat quickly!! Get out!" The company commander hurriedly gave the order to retreat. They ran too fast and the infantry behind them could not keep up, which led to this dilemma. The only way now was to withdraw from the city first.

Bang! A Molotov cocktail fell from the building next to it and hit the road, instantly igniting a fire.

Then, Molotov cocktails fell from the sky like flowers scattered by fairies, and many of them hit the tanks. Some hit the tank turrets, some hit the front armor, and a few were lucky enough to hit the power compartment and ignite the engine. The Jackal tanks did not have any automatic engine fire extinguishing devices. Once the engine caught fire, it would undoubtedly be a life-threatening task for the crew to lean out of the gunfire and put out the fire with a fire extinguisher.

The tank troops also became ruthless. Those tanks with destroyed tracks and unable to move frantically poured bullets all around. Some tankers simply opened the hatches and operated the anti-aircraft machine guns on the turrets to fire all around. At this time, they no longer cared about civilians. Anyone who moved within sight was killed until they were hit and fell to the ground.

In this way, after losing another four or five tanks, the remaining tanks withdrew from the city in a panic. Many tanks were burned black by Molotov cocktails.

"So General Busch ordered indiscriminate shooting?" At this time, the commander of the Foreign Legion in Ireland was Ernst Busch, who was fierce in combat, cruel in means, and merciless to the enemy. If the order to shoot indiscriminately was really issued, there would probably be few living people in Belfast.

Yannick looked at Queen Elizabeth, who had a solemn face opposite, and asked. "Your Majesty, what do you think?"

Queen Elizabeth said in a deep voice. "Your Majesty claims to be a righteous army, so naturally he will not massacre innocent civilians."

Yannick showed an elusive smile. "Of course I will not massacre civilians, but it's hard to say about Churchill. Miss Anne, notify Dr. Goebbels and let him report this matter well, so that the whole world can see how the Churchill government dragged innocent civilians into the war. Those despicable British soldiers hid behind civilians, used them to block bullets, and attacked our army; and our army could not bear to hurt innocent civilians and has withdrawn from Belfast."