The German army was advancing in high spirits, and in the vast area from Dover to Folkestone, the main German forces were divided into battalion to regimental assault groups, advancing towards their respective targets according to the route marked on the map.

Guderian took his war wisdom and field command skills to the extreme, and the German army under his command was like a giant octopus, stretching out its thick tentacles in all directions, sweeping around and grabbing everything it touched. At the same time, some keen tentacles began to extend to every corner of the war zone, exploring the surrounding environment and looking for hidden dangers. When all the preliminary work is done, the sturdy octopus will retract its strong wrists and feet to entangle the largest prey, then squeeze, knead, tear it apart, and chew it into its sharp mouthparts inch by inch. Although it may sound grotesque, it is indeed the most vivid description of the German army's mode of operation at that time.

As these tentacles advanced, a series of skirmishes broke out in the area, and the outermost detour defense unit encountered several British reinforcements advancing towards the Dover theater of operations, the famous German right hook has always been fierce and tyrannical, this reinforced assault force was tasked with the bracer on the right hook arm, they were ordered to destroy all obstacles encountered, use all means to cut off the war zone from the outside world, and protect the flanks of the main force, So when these reinforcements appeared in the field of vision of the German army, they were immediately crushed to pieces mercilessly.

The British Army's 1st Panzer Division no longer had to worry about their missing follow-ups, and these poor fellows marched slowly along the road in a long marching line, only to be ambushed by the Germans in an unsuspecting manner.

A battalion of German light armoured units had been slaughtered from the woods on the side of the road, and these wheeled off-road armoured vehicles had moved quickly and tactically with ferocity, and they had already poured the unprotected light infantry and trucks from end to end with on-board machine guns and machine guns. Crowds were killed in the bed of the truck.

This huge convoy stretched twenty kilometers from front to back, and a German mechanized infantry regiment and a light tank company attacked in three directions.

The British army did not perform much better than the French army, and their resistance lasted only five minutes. In the early days, the infantry was still able to rely on the cover of vehicles and Daoji to shoot at the Germans tenaciously under the panic, and even several infantry companies and infantry platoons bravely launched a continuous bayonet charge against the German infantry, but when several command vehicles in the middle of the team were beaten into a sieve together with the officer corps on the car. The tide of the war immediately turned into an irretrievable total collapse.

Even though some of the junior officers tried to regain command, the main force of the troops had fallen into complete confusion, the soldiers had abandoned their weapons and vehicles, screamed like women, and fled in all directions, the fields were filled with figures in brown and yellow British Army uniforms, and the roads were littered with abandoned guns and helmets, backpacks, and miscellaneous debris.

Some light vehicles jumped off the road in a panic, and they had little off-road ability, and even if they had increased the throttle, they could only stagger through the soft fields, so they became the best targets for German tanks. The commanders of tanks 2 and 3 turned these meager targets into bonfires in the fields according to their own preferences.

Among them are some expensive fuels. For example, a tank platoon commander swore that he had seen a brand-new Rolls-Royce Phantom, but before he could give the order to catch it alive, the beautiful sedan was hit by 20mm machine shells, and the shiny hull was suddenly covered with holes the size of the bowl. The tank platoon commander gritted his teeth and angrily refilled the scrapped vehicle with a shuttle tracer incendiary bomb.

The capture of British prisoners took much longer than previous battles, giving the German soldiers a concrete idea of the current fighting capacity of the British Army, many of whom had fought British troops on the Belgian and French borders, compared to the stubborn enemies on the French beaches. The group in front of me is like creatures of two worlds.

It took a great deal of effort for the German soldiers to catch up with some of the routs, and only about 500 British soldiers were actually killed in the battle, but almost 2,000 were eventually captured. The Germans expected that at least a thousand more people had already escaped their pursuit.

The panting German infantry said they couldn't catch up with the rest of the British, and the group stripped off only a pair of trousers and ran faster than rabbits. You stop to reload, and when you look up, you find that the guy running in front of you has become a tiny dot on the horizon.

The soldiers were scattered in the fields and trees within a radius of more than ten kilometers, and the sky was already beginning to darken, and the German army finally had to stop searching, and the companies returned to the side of the road to start clearing the battlefield, counting the captured weapons and supplies, and establishing a night defense line on the spot.

Since the German army launched the attack, there have been dozens of large and small battles before and after, and many British soldiers have fled the battlefield, although the German army has been trying to continue the time of battlefield intelligence, but at this point, the existence of the German army has been exposed, and London can no longer be kept in the dark. Then next, what awaits the Germans must be the most crazy counterattack of the British, Guderian and Bock have agreed that this first night after the landing is very critical, for many people it will be a sleepless night, I don't know how many people may never see the sunrise the next day.

When Churchill received the first report of the British Army, he was gleefully inspecting his new command post, and the underground shelter in Downing Street proved to be incapable of resisting direct German 250-kilogram aerial bombs, and the head of the British Empire had to find a stronger and safer place to work.

The new command post was set up in a concrete government office building near Stoley Gate, and the British construction workers filled the basement with high-grade cement on the first floor, leaving only a staircase passage to the second basement floor, which was equivalent to laying a five-meter-thick concrete roof on top of the second basement floor, which could not be damaged by the largest aerial bombs of the German army, and they also installed a one-foot-thick armored door at the entrance to the basement in order to resist the inhumane incendiary bomb attack of Germany. This gate, made of special armor steel, can hold out for three hours in temperatures of two thousand degrees. After cooling, there will be no deformation, and it can be opened and closed smoothly, which was already a very high-end technology at that time.

The underground shelter is very spacious, the small hole in Downing Street can't be compared to it, the bright lighting system and strong ventilation system make you feel like you are deep underground, and the combination of British-style interior decoration with snow-white walls and smooth floors does not have the oppressive feeling of an ordinary bomb shelter.

All this was refreshing to Churchill, who, while proud of Britain's advanced civil defence engineering technology, ordered the immediate commencement of preparations for the relocation of the wartime cabinet and the war department.

Churchill loved this place very much. He decided that he would not go anywhere until the end of the war, that he would stay here, and that he would lead the British people to the end of this cruel war. Churchill was confident that with the generosity of the United States, the process would not be long, perhaps only two years, and the Germans would once again beg for mercy, as in the last war. That's when he'll be able to go back to Downing Street...... No, he will stand on the steps of the German Chancellery in Berlin. Accept the surrender of that blonde kid.

As Churchill sat in the underground lounge, which still smelled of wall paint, a major brought in information that had just been obtained by the Army Command, which, judging by his pale face and beads of sweat, was not the news that Churchill wanted to see.

"This is complete nonsense. At best, a couple of German paratroopers. "Churchill was dismissive of what was written in the report.

"What was attacked by the German infantry, and the Germans were equipped with large-caliber artillery, this is simply a fantasy, I have never seen such a ridiculous report. Could the Germans have flown across the Channel with their artillery, go deep inland without our knowledge, and run behind the fortress of Dover to attack a small anti-aircraft guard post? Churchill sneered and threw the report on the table.

"But Your Excellency the Prime Minister. This was reported by the soldiers who had escaped from the post, and the Army Command believed that this information should be true, and that they had indeed encountered the German ......"

"I think it's more like a gang of deserters making up a lie for their unauthorized departure." Churchill, very unhappy with the major's attempt to overturn his reasoning, stood up and walked towards the door of the lounge, and after two steps he stopped abruptly.

"The Army immediately sent personnel to investigate the situation reflected in this report, and it was confirmed that some German paratroopers might have infiltrated the British mainland, and I have no doubt that the Germans would do so, and that they must have wanted to disrupt the rear supply lines of the fortress of Dover. Report to me as soon as you make a new discovery. But before you have to verify these things, don't just hand in the nonsense of some mentally broken soldiers as intelligence, my time can't be wasted on screening the truth of this information, this is the job of your army command. ”

Churchill, feeling ruined by the stupid army fools, climbed into his car with a frown, his bodyguard Thompson closed the door for him, and the tall former policeman deftly bypassed the rear of the car and took the passenger seat from the other side.

By the time I got back to Downing Street, the sky had already begun to glow the pink of the setting sun, and the breeze gently blew through the narrow streets, blowing away the boring heat on the stone pavement. Churchill dragged his heavy and tired body, slowly climbed out of the car, some time ago alcoholism, overeating and staying up late have seriously damaged his health, but Churchill already has a plan, he thinks that after careful conditioning and appropriate exercise, he will be able to reawaken the clear and sensitive mind and healthy and powerful body.

When Churchill reached the sandbag-laden door of the underground shelter in Downing Street, he was astonished to find Marshal Pound, chief of the Naval Staff, standing at the door of the shelter to greet him, something that had never happened before.

"Good afternoon, Marshal." Churchill stepped forward and stretched out his right hand to shake hands, but he found that the admiral, who had always maintained a good manner, now had a sad look on his face, and he could even see tears gleaming from the corners of his eyes.

"What's going on, Pound." Churchill stopped, looked to the left and right, and saw that Pound was accompanied by the Deputy Chief of Staff of the Navy, Thomas Murphy. Admiral Phillips, the diminutive admiral, also had a sad look on his face, his head bowed slightly, and his large-brimmed military hat in his hand.

"Hey, Tom, what's going on?"

"Your Excellency Prime Minister, I have just received the report, and we think it is important for you to be the first to know this sad news. The British Empire's home fleet was intercepted by the German High Seas Fleet in the Strait, and the fleet commander, Admiral Tovey, fought valiantly until the last moment, and the fleet suffered heavy losses, the exact circumstances of which are not yet known.

Half an hour earlier, a seriously wounded destroyer had escaped back to Portsmouth Harbour, and the base command had reported to the command via a communications cable, that the destroyer had been involved in the whole battle, that had witnessed the whole process, and that I had ordered the captain to rush to London immediately for questioning. Pound said to Churchill with a desperate face that it was self-evident what this news meant for the Royal Navy, and the admiral's eyes filled with tears, and hundreds of years of glory were swept into the dust at this moment.

"Has the news been confirmed?" Churchill's face turned iron-blue, veins burst out of his forehead, he gritted his teeth so hard that the muscles around his mandibles tensed, and his whole face became distorted. Like an angry lion, he hunched his back, ready to launch a furious attack in the next moment.

Churchill paced back and forth in the doorway, breathing in the cold evening air and forcing himself to calm down, until he finally stood still, turned to the two admirals and said, "Don't stand at the door, let's go in." Then he took a few quick steps and led down the stairs of the underground shelter.

At the checkpoint at the entrance, Churchill caught a glimpse of his chief confidential secretary, who was walking out of the passage with a small handbag.

"Miss Christine." Churchill did his best to stop his secretary in what he thought was a gentle tone.

"Hello Prime Minister, is there anything going on?" The confidential secretary is about to leave work, and at dinner time she has a private date, and the other party is a very handsome civil servant.

"Please immediately issue a notice, I will immediately convene a plenary meeting of the Military Committee of the Wartime Cabinet, please inform the members of the Committee to come here immediately, not to be allowed to shirk for any reason, and must arrive at the command post within half an hour. The chiefs of staff and deputy chiefs of staff of the three armed services were ordered to attend the meeting as observers. The situation is urgent, this is the order of the Prime Minister of the British Empire, do it immediately, Miss Christine. Churchill gave a loud call to summons.

"Yes, Your Excellency, Prime Minister." Christine noticed that Churchill was looking very bad, and it seemed that the situation was indeed very urgent. She could only secretly apologize to her civil servant boyfriend, and maybe she could call the other party after she was done, hoping that he could recognize her explanation and forgive this embarrassing missed appointment.

Churchill walked into his command room with two admirals, where a huge map of Britain hung from it.

"Tell me what you know about where Tovey fought his last battle." Churchill sat on his special sofa and lit a cigar, an effective means he used to re-stabilize his emotionally active mind.

"According to the report, it should be this sea. Tovey was stubborn...... "Admiral Phillips picked up a stick and drew a circle on the map of the straits. (To be continued......)