Prince Philip, well, he didn't call this name in 1945. The future husband's name was still very long and very German-style Philipp von Schleswig-Holstein-Zondeburg-Grüxburg. Of course, what is known later was that he was a Greek prince. Why did the Greek prince have a German-style name? The reason is very simple. This Greek prince was not Greek at all. His ancestors were serious Germans. He was born in the Dukes of Oldenburg Schleswig-Holstein family in Germany.

As long as comrades know that the royal family in Europe is almost one family, each one can have something to do with the surrounding families. Anyway, Prince Philip’s royal family in Europe is not an important figure, especially considering that the father of His Highness, George I, is no longer the King of Greece (was forced to abdicate and almost shot), this family is at most noble and dilapidated.

If this future Duke of Edinburgh had not hooked up with Elizabeth II, it would probably be that there would be nothing in the future history that Prince would have done. Fortunately, this girl's kung fu is still very powerful. At the age of 18, he easily captured the heart of the future Queen of England.

If nothing unexpected happens, two years later, this person will be honored to become a member of the Ruan Family and marry into the Windsor family. Of course, this will happen two years later. It is hard to say whether Prince Philip can complete these two years from the current perspective.

Things are so interesting, different choices of people will lead to completely different results. In 1940, when Prince Philip was just 19 years old, World War II broke out, and he chose to join the army like many British people. At that time, there were two ways in front of him, the first was the Royal Air Force and the second was the Royal Navy.

Some comrades may ask, is it not that the British Army welcomed this future husband? Well, that's not, but wasn't the British Army too lousy? For the British royal family back then, going to the army was mostly to the Royal Navy, which was a tradition. Of course, as the Air Force embarked on the stage of war and became more and more important in this world war, the Royal Air Force also entered the royal family's vision.

For example, Prince Philip, who was young and active, decided to change his taste. It was too common to serve in the Navy, and his career at sea was not comfortable. It would be better to be a white swan in the air. He decided to serve in the Royal Air Force.

Unlike in history, Prince Philip did not choose to serve in the Royal Navy, but went to the Royal Air Force to work as a pilot. After four years of brutal war, His Royal Highness, now a captain pilot of the Royal Air Force, has performed five bombing missions in a Lancaster night bomber.

To be honest, the attendance rate of this bombing is really not in line with the rank of His Highness the Prince. He only served in four years and carried out five combat bombing missions, which can almost be said to be awkward. But who made him the prince and who made him the grandson of Queen Victoria? The royal family has to be treated with some preferential treatment, at least this person has also performed bombing missions, right?

On February 14, 1945, the British and American Allies carried out the last strategic bombing of Berlin. This was also the last possible combat flight mission for His Highness Prince Philip. Anyway, the war was about to end, and His Highness Prince did not need to continue taking risks, just wait for victory and enjoy the fruits of victory.

However, this last combat flight mission went wrong. Even though the Royal Air Force specially dispatched two fighter planes to protect His Royal Highness the Prince's landlines. When the bomb was dropped in Berlin, His Royal Highness's Lancaster was still hit directly by the large-caliber anti-aircraft gun. At the critical moment, the captain kicked His Royal Highness the Prince out of the cabin, which allowed the future Wangfu to save his life.

After floating in the air for a while, Wang Fu fell into the hellish city of Berlin. This city that was being scorched by flames would probably leave a deep impression on him. After landing, Prince Philip was almost caught in a flame storm. Fortunately, he cut off the parachute in time, otherwise it would be unlikely that he would marry the queen. After all, the queen could not marry an ugly monster who was disfigured, right?

Fortunately, it was at the end of the bombing at this time, and the blazing flames were no longer as fierce as before. His trembling prince found a friend who was parachuting with him, and his heart was a little calmer.

"What should I do next?" His Highness the Prince asked, holding the assigned revolver.

Yes, His Highness the Prince is really nervous. Although he was a real German, he really didn't want to go back to his hometown at this time. He basically didn't speak German. What do you think?

"Be careful, map!"

At the critical moment, Captain Harrick was quite calm. He gestured on the map with a compass for a while and quickly determined his location.

"We have to go south, and according to previous reconnaissance, the Red Army closest to us is in that direction!"

For the British, the only savior now is the Russians. At this time, it may not be a good result when it falls into the hands of the Germans. Look at the burnt buildings and the corpses all over the ground, it is strange that the Germans would welcome them. It is very likely that the pilots will be directly beaten to death by the angry people after being captured. Harrick doesn't want to die, especially with a big fool Prince. Although he doesn't like this Prince, his superiors still ordered him to be responsible for the safety of His Highness. If the Prince is trapped in, there will probably be no good things waiting for him or his family in the future.

Harrick led His Highness the Prince and his four men to move forward secretly in the ruins, trying to avoid the crowds. It was quite smooth at the beginning, but soon encountered trouble. The trouble came from His Highness the Prince. As mentioned earlier, His Highness the Prince actually had quite little combat experience. Most of his pitiful combat flight experiences were to bomb a safe area that was almost certain, which was commonly known as a show. Such an environment was naturally unlikely to allow him to understand the cruelty of the war.

Especially now, in this hellish Berlin, the tragic situation around him made His Highness's stomach cramp and his throat began to twitch. Soon, this guy vomited all over the floor, and the green bitter bile water was spitting out, and he was vomiting fistula. It was really black in front of him, his legs were weak, let alone walking, he couldn't even stand steadily.

This made Captain Harrick very angry, but he couldn't do it. He could only order his other two comrades to help His Highness raise him and walk forward. It can be imagined how poor this efficiency is.

But they were lucky that because of the bombing, the residents of Berlin and the Nazis did not have time to care about their lonely pilots, and the Germans were busy saving people and putting out fires. So they were safer for the time being. What's more fortunately, after moving forward for a while, they actually gathered up several other skydiving pilots, and the team of this group grew to as many as ten.

"We must escape from downtown Berlin before dawn," Harrick, as the one with the highest military rank among his group, took over the command for granted. "Stay ten minutes off, everyone eat something first, the road ahead is still long!"

For most British pilots, this kind of scene is nothing. This is not the first time that many people have been shot down, so they should do whatever they should do soon, and everything is normal for food and water. But His Royal Highness is different. He is too delicate. Not to mention letting him eat and drink, the disgusting "meat fragrance" alone will make him feel nauseous. If he hadn't been able to vomit, he would have vomited out long ago, and he would have to vomit at this moment.

"Captain Philip, try to eat as much as possible. You need to replenish your energy!" Harrick suggested to Philip.

But His Highness refused. He said that such a dining environment was unbearable. He said that not only did he not want to eat at this time, but he also needed to clean up the inventory.

"This guy is still so pretentious." Lieutenant Arnold snorted angrily.

In fact, most people in the team don’t like Philip. The reason is very simple. This prince is not only incompatible with them, but more importantly, not only doing anything, but also receiving special treatment. He can be promoted to a captain without a few combat missions, and he can get a medal for almost every combat mission. This makes most pilots who have been through life and death and have not been promoted to a medal without medals naturally feel dissatisfied.

More importantly, His Royal Highness, usually, enjoys super-standard preferential treatment, not subject to material allocation, and does not have to live in the smelly military camp, which makes most real pilots feel unfair. Moreover, His Royal Highness, who does not have the intention to get along with them, cannot help but feel a top-down taste when talking to them, as if he is a superior superior.

Let me put it this way, there are few people at the base who are willing to deal with Philip. Except for those middle and senior officers who want to make the royal family happy and promote relationships like Philip, other ordinary pilots stay away from this person.

Harrick actually doesn't like Philip, but who made him get this guy? So he patiently worked with his comrades: "Guys, I know you don't like that guy. But the boss likes him and hopes he will go back alive. The boss puts a lot of pressure on me. So guys give me a face, don't be as knowledgeable as him, and we will be liberated if we help send this lord home. After I get home, I'll invite everyone to drink!"

The pilots understood Harrick very well, and most of them whistled and quipped: "It must be the best whiskey, Harry!"

"Okay! That's all!"

Harrik breathed a sigh of relief by maintaining the harmony within the team, but before he could breathe clean, he heard a gunshot! The sound seemed to be coming from the direction of His Royal Highness going to the toilet!

"Damn it!" Harrick bounced up suddenly and rushed towards the direction of the gunshot.

Harrick knew very well that this was definitely the prince who was causing trouble again. I hope he didn't meet the Nazis, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!

Almost with a gust of wind, Harrick rushed to Prince Philip. His Highness was fine. He was neither missing his arms nor bleeding. He held his gun and seemed to be about to cry.

Harrick felt a little relieved. Since His Highness the Prince was fine, that would be fine. But he was very confused, where was the enemy?

Yes, Harrick looked towards the gun, opposite to it was a house that had been burned half of it. Judging from the traces, it was probably destroyed last night. The ruins had nothing, only a few ruins stood there stubbornly.

"Where is the enemy?" Harrick asked nervously.

"At...behind the wall..." Philip replied tremblingly. He was frightened just now. When he was untied his belt and was about to strip the strip, a dark figure appeared opposite him. He almost subconsciously pulled out his gun and fired.

Harrick knew that the prince at this time could not say anything, so he gave Lieutenant Barry a wink: "Cover me, I'll go and see!"

Harrick carefully walked into the ruins with his gun, and bypassed a broken wall. A small figure appeared in front of him. This was a little girl covered in dust and smoke. She was at most about ten years old. The little guy was twitching at this time, and red blood was gusping out of her chest.

"Damn it!"

Harrick cursed again, and he quickly shouted out: "Come on two people, bring the first aid kit!"

Harrick rushed up and tried to stop the bleeding for the little girl. He tried his best to block the wound with his hands. Even if it was a soldier, even if Harrick dropped bombs countless times and killed hundreds of people, he still could not face the death of children. Even if he hated Germans, he would not point the gun at the German children. What is the difference between that and a scumbag.

"Damn it!"

This is the first sentence that everyone said after seeing the little girl. No one wants to get the child into the war, but this damn war inevitably brings these young lives into it.

"You idiot, see what you did!" Lieutenant Barry angrily grabbed Philip's front and squirted his saliva, "You killed a little girl, she is still so young! Bastard!"

As he said that, Barry wanted to punch Philip in the face, but he was pulled by Lieutenant Larik beside him: "Don't be impulsive, Barry! Philip shouldn't have done it on purpose!"

Yes, everyone on the battlefield will be nervous and will make wrong choices. Philip shouldn't have shot a child on purpose, he is just too nervous.

"No!" Harrick sighed. No matter how hard he tried, he could not stop bleeding. It was probably a rupture of the artery. If such an injury was fast, it would take only a few seconds to kill people. He stood up dejectedly and looked at Philip. At this moment, he was looking at the little girl with a confused look on his face.

The little girl died. Maybe she was glad she was able to escape from that tragic bombing last night, but who would have thought that she would meet Philip, fate is such a wonderful thing.

Just as Harrick was thinking about how to clean up the mess, a scream pierced his eardrum. A ragged woman rushed over like crazy, holding the little girl's body and began to cry loudly. It was obvious that this was a mother and daughter.

"What did you do? You devils!"

The pain of losing her daughter tear apart her mother's heart, especially when she carefully identified the murderers, the Royal Air Force uniforms broke her. Yesterday these people blew up her house, turned her hut into ruins, and killed her parents. She thought this was the biggest tragedy, but who would have thought that in just one day, the only daughter who could support her to survive would fall into the devil's hands again.

Now she has nothing left. This war has caused her to lose both parents, husband, and finally children. As a son, as a wife, as a mother, what does she mean to survive? Now she just wants to take revenge and tore up these enemies!

The sad mother let out a whine, then she raised her head and looked at the enemy closest to her with her blood-red eyes, and then she rushed up like a crazy mother beast. Harrick was knocked down by this too sad mother, who tore and bit him. As a strong pilot, Harrick had a hundred ways to subdue this poor woman, but he was unable to do so. At this moment, he felt so powerless and felt that this war was so damn...

The gunshots!

This already crazy mother got what she wanted. Death may be the best way for her to get rid of. Maybe in heaven she will live happily with her family. But that is the story of her and heaven, and now in front of Harrick and others is the story of humanity and hell!

It was Philip who shot. He was trembling the moment before, but the next moment he could kill him as if no one else was there. You have to admire the tenacity of these nobles' nerves, and ordinary people will never be able to do this.

"You bastard!"

However, Philip's actions also successfully angered Barry. He had long seen the prince's dislike him and burst out. He punched him in Philip's eyes and gave the prince a lot of luck. Then he kicked him away with another kick.

While beating Barry, he cursed: "Isn't it enough for you to kill her daughter? Is it a good idea to kill the Nazis, and what's the point of attacking women and children!"

The furious Barry was quickly pulled away because if the bull continued to explode, he would really beat Philip to death. However, this time no one would say good things to Philip again. Everyone thought he had crossed the bottom line, and this behavior was never allowed.

"Why do you need to shoot?" Harrick also questioned Philip angrily.

But the angry Harrick annoyed Philip: "I'm saving you. If she makes her make such a big fuss, she will have to attract the Nazis, and then we'll be done!"

The first half of this sentence made Harrick happy. At least Prince Philip is not completely a wooden man, at least he has the intention to rescue his comrades. But the latter half made Harrick fall into an ice cave. The reason is very simple. The latter part is Philip's heart: what he really worried about is not the safety of his comrades, but his personal safety. The reason why he took so decisively was that he was completely worried that the crazy mother would attract the German army, that's all.

Only then did Harrick realize that the thoughts in these nobles' minds were mostly different from those of ordinary people. Everything they thought was based on personal interests. To protect personal rights and interests, sacrificing a person was nothing to them?

Even Harrick figured out why His Royal Highness was so nervous and scared after the first shot. What he was afraid of was not because he killed an innocent child, but because he was really worried about the German Nazi hidden behind the ruined walls. After all, he was just worried about himself.

This episode of "big or small" ruined all the atmosphere. Everyone in the team began to hate Philip. No one would support him, and no one would even pay attention to him. A group of people walked forward speechlessly, and Philip fell to the end like a drag. Of course, the prince was still very angry. He believed that his comrades treated him badly, and he was considering everything for everyone, but the others did not take his kindness seriously at all!

At this moment, Philip was extremely impressed by the circle that really belonged to him, and he was indeed unable to get close to these inferior and vulgar guys.

His Highness Prince Philip disappeared while carrying out a bombing mission over Berlin. This news naturally alarmed the British royal family. George VI personally summoned Churchill and asked the Prime Minister to search for his future son-in-law at all costs because his precious daughter had already cried into a cat.

His Majesty the King gave instructions, Churchill naturally had to do his best, not to mention that this matter was a good opportunity to win people's hearts in his opinion. Britain could fully publicize Prince Philip's great achievements and package him as a role model for the nobles, so that the whole world and the whole UK could see how the royal family worked together with them.

In the words of Fatty Qiu, "If Philip is saved alive, then he will be awarded a medal, and then publicize the story of his heroic escape to the world. I believe that the people of the world will like it. If Philip is unfortunately killed in battle, then we can also set him as a role model so that the whole world and the whole UK know that the royal family will also fight with them... No matter which result is good, isn't it?"

Of course, there is still something to do when searching. Churchill immediately called the Soviet People's Committee in the name of the British Prime Minister, hoping that the Soviet government could help search and rescue His Highness Philip.

This led to the search and rescue work of Old Hemstrasse. However, at the beginning, the Soviet Red Army did not send an old man to do this work, but ordered the combat engineers who rushed to the front to be responsible. One of the combat engineers accidentally discovered Prince Philip's team. Just when they just joined the prince, the German armored troops that were in the way appeared. The e-series monsters and the tiger king surrounded the Soviet combat engineers and Prince Philip and his party. It seems that the fate of this prince is really not good.

Fortunately, the company of Old Hemstrasse quickly arrived at the scene, and a clearance and the showdown between the strongest tanks between Soviet and Germany began... (To be continued.)
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