Great time travel

Chapter 100, The Fall of Britain
December [-], [-], Windsor Castle, South of England
Although the hands of the wall clock on the wall had quietly approached ten o'clock in the morning, the sky was still as dark as dusk.

Under the gloomy sky of leaden gray, thick dense clouds blocked the weak winter sun, and the cold wind wrapped in snowflakes roared menacingly from the north, quickly taking away the heat accumulated on the earth, and flooding the bleak and lonely scenery. Every corner of the field of vision.

Her Majesty Elizabeth II, the Queen of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, the Queen of India, and the protector of the Christian faith, who has just turned 20 this year and hastily ascended the throne for less than half a month, is lying on the window sill of the bedroom of Windsor Castle, looking up boredly The dark sky outside the window.

Looking at the depressing and gloomy scenery around her, she couldn't help but have an illusion, as if she was not the Queen of the British Empire who ruled the world of Megatron of the Seven Seas, but just those fairy tales with medieval backgrounds, from childhood to Her Royal Highness Princess who is mostly trapped in a castle.

In fact, Elizabeth II is also very clear that the land that really belongs to her, the queen, is probably the only one left now, this small Windsor Castle.As for the place outside Windsor Castle, it has become a brutal Shura hell...

Although newspapers and magazines have disappeared for a long time, government officials have not visited Windsor Castle for many days, and most domestic radio stations in the UK are also closed.But relying on listening to radio news on the European mainland across the strait, as well as the high-power radio station dedicated to the royal family, and occasional refugees passing by Windsor Castle, the young Her Majesty the Queen can still obtain some latest information... Unfortunately, almost all of them are bad. information.

——After the nuclear explosion of Belfast in Northern Ireland, Soviet bombers still did not stop their strategic nuclear strikes on the British mainland.Last week, Portsmouth, Southampton, Bristol and the industrial city of Glasgow in Scotland were bombed, and Swansea in Wales was bombed this morning.Even Queen Elizabeth II, who has been staying in Windsor Castle, has witnessed the flash of nuclear explosions from the window more than once.

Due to the collapse of the British central government, the command system of the army was also paralyzed. The local Royal Air Force, radar units and ground anti-aircraft artillery units could not receive the necessary supplies and instructions. The Soviets' nuclear strike strategic bombing posed an obstacle.

By the first ten days of December, the skies of Britain were almost completely open, allowing Soviet planes to come and go freely.

And as one city after another was turned into radioactive wasteland in the mushroom cloud, the terrified British city residents took care of their families, helped the old and the young, and fled to the countryside outside the city—this atomic bomb was not the time when the British Air War Well, a few small bombs dropped by Nazi German planes can be carried by digging an air-raid shelter in your own backyard.More importantly, even if they continue to stay in the city at the risk of being bombarded by nuclear bombs, they will no longer be able to get water, electricity, heating and food rations—because the British government and logistics system have collapsed up.

In other words, the national apparatus in the UK has been torn apart by the continuous falling of Soviet nuclear bombs. The UK, at least the England area that has suffered the most nuclear explosions, has basically entered a state of anarchy. Transportation, commerce, and logistics are all suspended.

To be more clear, England, which was originally a highly complex society with a prosperous economy and logistics, has been beaten back to the dark age after the collapse of the Roman Empire by the Soviets with atomic bombs!The consequences of this are basically devastating. Those who have been hit by the atomic bomb are naturally dead.Even for those who have not been exposed to atomic bombs, living in a collapsed and fragmented modern society is like a nightmare.

Dylan Gould, a famous sociologist, historian, philosopher, and educator who won the Nobel Prize in Sociology, once said: The production and concentration of material wealth in modern society has reached such a level that it makes people Some people have an illusion that human existence is normal and justified, and that people should be happy when they live, and they will naturally have happiness—however, the cold reality is not so tender.

What does a modern city look like in the anarchy of collapsing logistics?First, electricity, running water, and heating were all gone, and the living standards of city dwellers fell back to the Middle Ages overnight; Killing each other for a can of canned food or even a mouthful of clean fresh water; third, no one collects the garbage in the city, and no one cleans the sewers. A city with a large population will soon become filthy and smelly. , and even the breeding of mosquitoes and flies, the spread of diseases; finally, law and order will soon disappear, and the city will instantly become a criminal paradise where the weak can prey on the strong, and a bloody hell where violence is rampant.Guns, knives, blunt weapons, and all kinds of unimaginable things will be used by hungry people to take the lives and supplies of others.Everything from food, medicines, clothes, fuel, soap, toilet paper to young women are the targets of their looting.Those military police who are supposed to maintain law and order will rely on their weapons and experience in military training to rob houses, and in turn become the most terrible robbers and thugs

Faced with such a dangerous and terrible life, the unbearable citizens can only escape from the city that has become a purgatory, and go to the countryside where food seems to be found... After all, this world is material, and spirit cannot replace bread, even if it is Jesus, if you don't eat for a month, you will starve to death.

However, there is no government agency to organize evacuation and resettlement, and even if they come to the countryside, they cannot find food or shelter.The banknotes and ration cards in your pockets have long been turned into a piece of paper that is too hard to wipe your ass. If you want to get some food from the increasingly indifferent farmers, you have to exchange jewelry, watches, clothes, etc. , and often the price is ridiculously high, sometimes a wedding ring can only be exchanged for a few potatoes...

Because the law has disappeared, many British citizens who cannot be exploited or are driven mad by hunger took up arms in anger, killing those farmers who cultivated the land and owned agricultural products, and robbed them of food, housing and firewood.Naturally, the peasants in the countryside of England also responded with an eye, not to be outdone, armed in groups, formed various robbery gangs, killed the refugees who had escaped from the city, and plundered their belongings.Many citizens who came to the countryside excitedly were disappointed to find that the pastoral pastures, which were beautiful, exquisite and inviting to linger, have now become so cruel and indifferent.

All in all, in this cold and hungry winter, the human beings in this land of England seem to have degenerated into savage animals, and the ethical relations and social etiquette that constitute the society have been completely replaced by the law of the jungle. Become Jack the Ripper, holding guns and knives and sticks, walking through the streets and fields, wantonly hunting and killing the same kind, and then snatching from them the materials used to sustain life.

At the same time, the war to punish Ireland for defecting from the alliance is still going on, but its nature and significance have undergone tremendous changes-because the industrial production in the UK has completely collapsed, and it is difficult to maintain a stable supply of ammunition, armaments and fuel. The British regular army only controlled a few important ports in the eastern part of the Republic of Ireland, and then began to struggle, and the attack was weak.But then a large number of England's national self-defense forces, carrying all kinds of old shotguns and even cold weapons, crossed the sea into Ireland in a variety of rough boats, and when they landed, they were like nomads grazing valleys, looting houses and searching for food. , clothes, and fuel, or throw the Irish out of their houses and live in them for themselves and their relatives, as if they were armed immigrants... Obviously, this is no longer a fight for the glory and supremacy of the empire, but for themselves and their relatives. Fight for the survival of your family!

Under such circumstances, seeing her own United Kingdom gradually descending into a barbaric dark age, Queen Elizabeth II was naturally anxious, but she was almost helpless—as a freshman in the political arena who just came to power, a A purely political symbol and vase, she has no way to end the war, nor can she drive the country to act according to her own wishes, nor can she save these subjects who are in crisis of survival.

As the royal forbidden area of ​​the British Empire, Windsor Castle does store a lot of food and fuel and other materials, as well as its own generator, which can still guarantee the basic living standards of the castle owner at this moment of doomsday.However, in the face of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of refugees coming in, these supplies are still a drop in the bucket.Just maintaining the daily consumption of so many people in the castle is barely enough.

However, those refugees who were suffering from hunger and cold, no food and clothing, and their lives were dying, could not understand the Queen's difficulties.They first gathered outside Windsor Castle to petition, asking for mercy and relief, and because they were not satisfied, they started riots and shocks again and again under anger and fear.Like medieval refugees trying to rob a lord's mansion.If there was not a loyal guard in Windsor Castle, who had hoarded enough ammunition and fired many times to disperse the refugees who attacked the castle, she, the queen, might not even be able to guarantee her own safety.

Right now, she has nothing else to do except stay in a daze in Windsor Castle, listening to one bad news after another on the radio.

Fortunately, at this moment, her mother Queen Elizabeth and her younger sister, Princess Margaret, have left Britain, which was shrouded in the mushroom cloud of the nuclear explosion, on a military plane (British people always seem to like to take such a few Repeated names, Elizabeth, Margaret, and Edward everywhere), after transiting at the Icelandic airport, fled to the Canadian territory on the other side of the ocean for refuge, and is now safe and sound.

However, as a queen, she must fulfill the duties brought by the crown, and stay in this dying country until the last moment...

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As the wind-up clock on the wall rang twelve times, it was finally time for lunch.

At the maid's reminder, Queen Elizabeth II yawned sleepily, got up and walked out of the bedroom, and walked to the dining room along the escalator.

Just like the previous few days, Her Majesty's lunch today is very simple. On the gorgeous tableware with gold and silver inlays, there is only a cup of black tea, two slices of bread with jam, a hard-boiled egg, and a few slices of fried Spam Luncheon meat, at first glance, is simply too crude to be worthy of the status of the royal family of the British Empire.But in this "nuclear winter" where the vast majority of British people can't even eat potatoes, just having a hot meal is already a luxury.

Not to mention the hot air from the radiators and the music played by the phonograph in Queen Elizabeth II's private dining room...

As usual, Elizabeth II, who dined alone, prayed to God in a low voice, thanking the "Almighty Lord" for giving her food, and then grabbed the shiny silver knife and fork, and cut a piece of fried Spa Tom luncheon meat... However, before she could put the luncheon meat in her mouth, the secretary hurriedly brought the unappetizing bad news, "... Your Majesty! Your Majesty! The telegram just received! Scotland today A coup has broken out!"

——In the early morning of December [-]th of this year, after witnessing the tragedy of Glasgow being swallowed by a mushroom cloud, facing the danger of being blown into ashes by an atomic bomb at any time, I found myself the capital of Scotland, which is likely to be the next target of a nuclear explosion In Edinburgh, a military coup suddenly broke out.

Due to some tacit understanding (better than nuclear bombs anyway), with the collective onlooker and acquiescence of the Edinburgh garrison, police and government officials, a small group of armed rebels emerged from nowhere and suddenly occupied Government buildings and radio stations were demolished, and electricity was energized across the country to announce that Scotland would secede from the United Kingdom and re-establish itself as an independent country.At the same time, he unconditionally surrendered to the Soviet Union, hoping that the Soviet army can guarantee the safety of the lives and property of the Scottish people...

Obviously, for the citizens of Edinburgh who are frightened by the threat of nuclear bombs, only the last one is the real focus.

When Edinburgh issued an initiative for independence and unconditional surrender, all parts of Scotland, who were also deeply afraid of the imminent nuclear bomb, also responded in groups.

So, almost in the blink of an eye, Elizabeth II found that her United Kingdom was missing a vital piece.

What's even more disturbing is that she, who is now trapped in Windsor Castle, can't do anything about Scotland's mutiny and secession.

Then, before Queen Elizabeth II finished the tasteless lunch, another more disturbing bad news came.

——Prime Minister Churchill sent a secret message from Northern Ireland, thinking that in view of the current situation, it is impossible to resist the invasion of the Soviet army at home, but the war must continue.I hope that the Queen can prepare as soon as possible and go to Canada with him to establish the British Empire Government-in-Exile...

However, Queen Elizabeth II resolutely rejected this reasonable suggestion.

"...No! I'm not leaving! I've had enough! Let the Prime Minister go to Canada by himself! I will live and die with my country!"

She wiped her mouth with a napkin and said decisively, "...Don't think about any laws and customs anymore! Now use clear codes to electrify all of Europe, and declare an armistice and surrender in my name... If Stalin wants to take my crown , then let him come and get it!"

Speaking of this, Queen Elizabeth II seemed to have exhausted all the strength in her body, and she collapsed limply on the chair, looking exhausted, still muttering to herself, "... At this point, no matter what, let this damn thing all end!"