My own war game

Chapter 287 The Voice of Paris
"Ms. Christine, I'm so glad that you're safe and sound." The leaders of the guerrillas led by Frank came forward. It was obvious that as Charles de Gaulle's special envoy, Christine had a high reputation among this group of people.

Cough! With a light cough from the female intelligence officer, the woman who was like a little bird beside He Chi disappeared, and was replaced by a capable and decisive senior Free French figure.

She glanced around. "Why are there only a few of you? Where's Jenkins? Where's Luke and Steven?"

"Jenkins and his men are attacking the telephone exchange, Luke and his men are attacking the arsenal in the west district, and Steven..." The guerrilla leader subconsciously looked at a corpse in the corner.

Christine looked around and found that many of the people she knew before were gone.

"The attack wasn't going well?" Christine asked.

"Yes, ma'am, the Germans seem to have been prepared. All the key locations are heavily guarded, and our weapons are not sufficient..." Frank answered in a low voice.

"How many casualties were there in the entire city?" Christine squatted down and used her hands to tidy up the clothes of a fallen soldier.

"One thousand, two thousand, sorry, I really don't know..."

Sobbing sounds could be heard all around.

"Enough!" A shout came, and all the men present were stunned. No one had ever heard Christine speak so loudly.

"They chose to die of their own will. Don't waste their sacrifice." Christine left these words and walked into the broadcasting building.

"Frank, take your men to guard the door and don't let anyone in."

"Benjamin, I saw a telegraph machine. Go and see if you can use it."

"He, come with me."

Christine, who was giving orders, was as dazzling as a queen. Even He Chi had to admit that such a female intelligence officer was more attractive than she was twenty years ago.

Two people walked into the broadcasting room on the third floor.

"He, turn the power to maximum and help me debug the equipment." Christine began to put a pair of heavy headphones on her head.

"What are you going to do?" He Chi asked while fiddling with the instrument.

"Get reinforcements."
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At the Allied base 120 kilometers away from Paris, General Montgomery was holding a pen and racking his brains to write a letter.

"Dear Audrey, I hope you are not so angry when you see this letter. I didn't read your diary on purpose. I'm just a little worried about you..." After writing this sentence, the general scratched his half-bald head with his hand, as embarrassed as an ordinary old father who could not communicate with his adolescent daughter.

"We have reached the west of France. Except for some resistance in Normandy, everything else has been smooth..."

"I know you're keeping an eye on He's news, but I can't confirm his exact location yet. But I promise that I'll tell you as soon as I find any trace of him."

"Also, last time you said you wanted a puppy, I don't think your family is ready for that..."

There was a sudden noisy sound outside.

"What's going on?" Montgomery, whose private time was interrupted, shouted outside somewhat unhappily.

"I'm sorry, sir. The representative of the French 2nd Armored Division was negotiating with General Patton just now. They hope to give priority to attacking Paris." The adjutant walked into the room and reported.

"My God, this is the fourth time in three days. Why do these French people always do what they want?" Montgomery shrugged and planned to continue writing.

"Sir, there is one more thing."

"what's up?"

"Major General Leclerc has brought his men to our side, and he also wants to seek your opinion."

"Oh! Damn it! This kind of thing should have been said in advance. He would not have made this mistake when he was my adjutant." Montgomery hurriedly put away the letter paper on the table, then took out a map and placed it on the table, picked up a red and blue pencil and pretended to study the strategy.

Just as I finished all this, Major General Leclerc of the Free French 2nd Armored Division knocked on the door and came in.

"Sir, what do you think about my division's request to change its target and attack Paris?" The other party came straight to the point without any greetings. "We have discussed this many times. The combat plan must be carried out according to the final plan of the Allied Command..."

"But my soldiers are very emotional right now, and I can't calm them down with this reason..."

"Major General Leclerc, are you one of the people who cannot be appeased?"

Suddenly there was a louder noise coming from outside, interrupting the conversation between the two people.

"What's going on? Can't soldiers nowadays even maintain basic discipline?"

Montgomery's adjutant hurried in. "Sir, I think you should hear this."

After saying that, the adjutant turned on the radio in the room.

Zila~ Zila~, a high-pitched female voice came out from the big square box.

"The citizens of Paris, the guerrillas and agents fighting, the soldiers everywhere in France..."

"The motherland needs you!"

Montgomery raised his eyebrows. He had dealt with the Free French in London a lot, and he already knew who was speaking.

“In the streets of Paris, guerrillas are risking their lives to fight the enemy.”

"The bridges of the Seine, the flagstones of the Place de la Concorde, the corridors outside the Louvre, every corner has become a battlefield of resistance."

At this time, there was noise coming from the radio, and people could clearly hear the sounds of submachine guns, bombs and rapid-fire cannons.

"However, our strength is limited, and Paris needs your assistance!"

"Troops not far from Paris, take up your weapons and join our ranks! Respond to the fascist tyranny with artillery fire!"

“Paris is burning!”

"Liberty to France!"

Boom! The sound of artillery fire and breaking glass came over the radio, and then someone shouted "Get down!"

Zila~ Zila~~The broadcast is interrupted.

Montgomery walked over quickly and knocked on the radio hard, but still could not restore the sound.

"Sir, there must be something wrong with the equipment on the other side." The adjutant came over and whispered.

The general stood up straight, looked at Major General Leclerc opposite him, and said softly: "It seems that I can't change your decision, right?"

The other party nodded and said, "Yes, even if we have to disobey orders, our troops will rush to Paris immediately."

"Okay, I will contact General Eisenhower and Mr. de Gaulle immediately. Before that, I will send the 9th Armored Division to cover your flank." Montgomery nodded and finally made a concession.

"Thank you, sir!" Major General Leclerc saluted and walked out holding his military cap.

Soon, loud slogans of French soldiers were heard outside.

"Liberate Paris!"

"We liberate our own capital!"

"Long live Free France! Long live France!"

(End of this chapter)