WWII military commentator? Even a dog could be one.

27 Do God's servants also care about war?

Americans are arguing, while Germans are acting in a puzzling way.

The moment the British saw the comments, the Royal Navy officers burst into laughter.

Those landlubbers want to attack Northern Europe?

Or are we on high alert?

How could that be? Our Glorious and Ark aircraft carriers have both been deployed.

Did Germany not know what level the Eagle Navy was at?

"This is the funniest joke I've ever seen."

"Even if they have ideas, we will not give them the opportunity. If Germany really wants to do something, we will annihilate the entire German fleet and render them powerless to pose a threat to Britain."

Yes, the Royal Navy is that confident.

Their dominance over the four oceans didn't happen overnight.

"This time we are well prepared."

Churchill, as the former First Lord of the Admiralty, was always on guard and laid minefields in Northern Europe.

They even dispatched a large number of ships.

He believes that with advance preparation, as long as he doesn't act too hastily, he shouldn't lose.

The other side would not dare to provoke the dignity of the Royal Navy.

Royal Air Force fighter jets are also capable of bombing support for Nordic ports.

With our land-based partner, the French rooster, we have the ability to teach San Dezi a lesson.

The topic sparked heated discussion, with Europeans recognizing Sean faster than Americans.

"Wow, he's here again."

"Will he be accurate this time?"

Many people are waiting, debating, and even harboring strong doubts.

Americans, in particular, because of the distance of the war, still had great doubts about Sean, and were more amazed that he was such a lucky guy.

Sean glanced at the comments and just shook his head; he hadn't expected O'Connor to play like this.

Okay, whatever. He also wants to teach everyone a lesson.

Sean Wayne's prediction was incredibly accurate; I am God.

He got dressed, picked up a box of pastries, and took Marilyn Monroe to San Juan Capitoline Terrano, not far from downtown Los Angeles.

Here stands the oldest church built during the Spanish period, the Church of the Swallows.

The main building is white, with a semi-circular archway and the ruins of the main site destroyed by the earthquake.

This place got its name from the swallows that migrate here in the spring to build their nests.

Sean grew up in this church.

Marilyn carried two boxes of pastries, while Sean carried some books. They weren't there for worship today; Sean, being an Eastern soul, didn't have that in mind.

They came to visit the orphans in the church.

Most of them are children who were abandoned due to disabilities.

Sean parked his car, and his flashy Mercedes 770V attracted a lot of attention.

Another car followed behind the Mercedes.

Hanni followed him the whole way, even carrying a handgun in her small bag.

She adjusted her shirt and pants, straightened her short blonde hair, and quietly followed behind Sean.

Göring gave only one order: protect him.

The Empire needs Sean, but the Air Force needs him even more.

From this moment forward, Hanniharold, you live for Sean.

Yes!

Our top female spy received her first order after graduation.

Upon arriving at the church, Sean saw Father Hudson, who was raising the children.

"Sean, you look good." The priest still had a smile on his face.

"Thanks."

Will Germany attack Norway?

WHAT THE FUCK?

Sean never imagined that God's servants also cared about war.

He looked at the priest with surprise. Well, they not only cared about war, but were also very enthusiastic about it in the Middle Ages.

"Would you like to chat with me?"

"Yes, child, we care about everything."

Sean found that wherever he went, the people he knew only wanted to talk to him about international affairs.

I don't want to talk.

Chatting with you guys is no fun.

You told me but I didn't believe you. You know we have different views, but you still insist on having a serious talk.

Well, even God's servants need entertainment.

Sean handed the items to the priest, and Monroe took the pastries and walked towards the group of orphans playing on the lawn in the garden.

Seeing the tomboy being so bold and proactive, Sean nodded in satisfaction.

Girls should be bolder; being timid makes them easy targets for bullying.

"You've done a good job raising him. When did you get married?"

The priest looked at Marilyn Monroe with satisfaction.

I'm single.

"Hmm, say it again? You misspoke, didn't you? You definitely misspoke."

I'm single.

Sean repeated it over and over, but now he was a father.

"Oh, that's a sad story. Healing from one emotional wound requires starting another."

What nonsense are you talking about? I wasn't dumped.

"Sean, I bought some toys too."

Hanni walked over carrying a box, and shouted at Marilyn Monroe in the distance, "Don't run too fast or you'll fall!"

After saying that, he shrugged at the priest.

"I understand. You should get married. I can be your witness. There's nothing wrong with being pregnant before marriage."

What nonsense are you spouting?

That's not my lover.

"You're so cold; that beautiful girl's eyes will well up with tears."

She is a professional actress by nature.

Sean had a stern face.

The priest and Sean were taking a walk in the garden next to the church.

"Will Denmark really be defeated in a single day?"

Okay, so you guys just want to chat with me.

Sean glanced at the priest, whose eyes surprisingly held a hint of anticipation.

How incredibly bored are you guys?

"Yes, Denmark has less than two full divisions, and they don't have time to mobilize them because Germany might launch a sudden attack."

"Aren't they afraid of encountering the British Navy at sea?"

So they stayed put, logging in secretly.

Dai Ying overestimated himself this time and failed to detect anything.

History is full of coincidences and drama.

But Sean couldn't say it; it was a military secret, and if he did, Germany and Britain would definitely cause him trouble.

"Military operations are always prone to mistakes."

"But how can you be so sure?"

"Because the target this time is not only Denmark, but also Norway, and there are several ports for the landing operation. As long as one is breached, given the superiority of the German army, the battle will be over quickly."

Both sides will deploy their air forces.

Although the Royal Navy is powerful, it has one shortcoming: it doesn't give it enough importance.

This is a joint operation involving land, sea, and air; even the slightest mistake could create a vulnerability.

Although it had an aircraft carrier, its air force was somewhat lacking, while Germany was better prepared.

I'm certain the air force will launch a surprise attack on Oslo this time.

"Haha, you're just guessing." The priest noticed that Sean had said a lot, but it was mostly based on his own speculation. "You're a lucky child, God is watching over you."

Damn it.

Doesn't this mean I got lucky?

I can't stand this.

What does "guess" mean?

I know the German army's tactics and even strategic intentions, as well as all their military deployments.

Is this a guess?

This is answering questions while looking at the standard answers.

As expected, doubts and criticisms were everywhere.

I'm too lazy to tell you guys.

Sean smiled, pursing his lips.

"Child, you are lucky, but remember, luck won't always be on your side. Find a stable job, after all, you need to raise your daughter."

Are you trying to persuade me to stop bragging?

Sean had a dark expression on his face, and I didn't know why he was angry. Why did I feel so frustrated?