"Sir! It is still 20 nautical miles away from the German port. A British officer approached the fleet commander's lounge, saluted, and reported the latest situation.

Charles was arranging his admiral gown, and countless naval medals of honor hung on his chest, looking so beautiful.

In recognition of Charles's exploits, and to appease the naval commander, who was about to surrender his powers, the King of England promoted Charles to the rank of Marshal of the Royal Navy.

This seems to be an irony, given that after Charles took over the post of commander-in-chief and began to command the Royal Navy's home fleet, the Royal Navy was on the waning ground and had not won any major victories at all.

So Charles was reluctant to wear this gown until he stepped aboard the battleship George V, became the commander of the fleet again, and led the fleet to Germany.

This time he put on his marshal's gown, because he felt that what he was doing was in keeping with the glory that this dress brings.

He could not die in the light of victory with a hearty victory, as Nelson did. Therefore, he can only use a tragic defeat to maintain the final dignity of the naval commander.

"Operation Sunset begins! Control the sea and naval artillery as much as possible! If the mission fails, activate Plan B and seize the ammunition bay! Fastening the last button on his collar, Charles gave the most important battle order since he became the marshal.

"Uh......h Woo! "In the dimly lit corridor of the battleship, the battle alarm suddenly sounded. The German guards, caught off guard, saw the British soldiers rushing towards them in droves.

"It seems that the matter of transporting secret weapons is really right......" Seeing the flashing red alarm overhead, the German ** officer standing on the bridge narrowed his eyes and sighed coldly.

The doors of many cabins were pushed open from the inside, and the German soldiers, who had long been ready to go, rushed out of the cabins with their new weapons.

These days, they are all resting in shifts in their cabins, and all of them sleep with their clothes on, with the secret weapon they brought with them this time.

On the surface, most of the German soldiers on board were ordinary soldiers, but only a few people knew that this unit was a special unit trained by the Führer himself.

They were the most elite soldiers, and they were also armed with the most elite weapons: the Mauser rifle was only camouflaged, and the wooden crate they brought to the ship was an all-colored STG-44 assault rifle.

Each of them was armed with a Belgian pistol, armed with the sharpest bayonets, and by the standards of later generations, these were at least special forces trained according to the model of a "reconnaissance company".

An encounter ensued as scheduled, and the two sides fought hand-to-hand battles in the narrow corridor of battleships.

As soon as the two sides fought, the British sailors sensed the difference of the other side. Many of their detachments, which were responsible for controlling a certain part of the battleship, lost contact.

"The firepower of the other side is too fierce...... They have automatic weapons! Is that a machine gun? A British sailor with an axe, with his face covered in blood, leaned behind the iron door of the cabin and asked the officer who was blocked on the other side.

The cabin was littered with the corpses of British soldiers, secretly carrying weapons, most of them relying only on pistols and lees. The British soldiers who fought on the Enfield rifle were not at all opponents of the German special forces.

"They were prepared! We failed! Before the officer could say anything, in the corridor on the other side, several soldiers stumbled over, shouting loudly words that disturbed the morale of the army.

Another soldier fell on the way to attack, he fell in a pool of blood from his comrades, and did not close his eyes until he lost his breath.

Some of the soldiers who died here studied radio in school, and some were top students in artillery schools.

They had never had the experience of fighting at such close range, and some had never even learned to use a firearm.

As the former hegemon of the seas, British warships crisscrossed the seven seas, and the big ships and huge guns were invincible in the world. Serving on the most powerful warship on earth, who will learn to fight with tiny guns?

They have huge guns of 356 mm caliber that can accurately hit enemy warships from a distance of 20 km.

The place where these sailors fought was in the small cabins, and they could not see their enemies, or even feel the fierceness of the battle.

With their cooperation, they can easily destroy enemies from a distance. Unfortunately, at this moment, their cooperation could not shake the German defense.

Like the British sailors, the German special forces officers and men relied on skillful cooperation to destroy their enemies.

Compared to maneuvering a 300-meter-long, tens of thousands of tons of battleships, their coordination is much more primitive, but it is also much more effective at close range.

These soldiers, who had long been accustomed to killing, methodically covered each other's advances, squeezing the helpless British sailors into unimportant areas.

It was only by this time that several British naval officers in charge of the team discovered that they had not been able to break through a German-controlled area and reach their pre-planned cabins.

"The power compartment is still in the hands of the Germans! There's no way we can cut off the power......" One officer put down the phone in frustration and shook his head at his boss.

Just now, a gunshot rang out on the phone, and contact was cut off. Apparently, the sailors responsible for the raid on the power compartment have been completely wiped out.

"The soldiers who went to the ammunition depot were the best equipped, and if none of them were able to achieve results, our resistance this time would have almost failed." The other officer shook his head and sighed, and spoke in frustration.

The sea raids were very scattered, and even then the British sailors only opened a few scattered valves.

The rest of the soldiers were killed in the hallway, and the few huddled in a few unimportant cabins to resist stubbornly, and it was only a matter of time before they were eliminated.

Others kept rushing out of their rooms, and some didn't even know about the action. Many British sailors were inexplicably killed by German soldiers, and they did not know that they were only implicated.

After several flooded compartments were closed, the officers and men of the German special forces were almost in control.

At the door of the bridge, a German ** officer stepped over the body of the British rear admiral who had been on joint duty here, and walked behind the supreme commander of the German receiving unit.

"Sir! We've got the situation under control, and we're left with only a handful of enemy forces huddled in a local area, and we'll be able to eliminate them soon. After he stood upright, he reported calmly.

"It's your first operation, and it's outstanding...... No wonder the Yuan wants to set up a force like you......" The admiral complimented, and then instructed: "Don't have any accidents, don't live your mouth!" ”

At the same moment, the German admiral, who had received the aircraft carrier Ark Royal, stepped over the corpses of the British soldiers on the ground, one by one, and walked to the captives who were kneeling on the deck with their heads in their hands.

He stood there with his hands behind his back, his eyes down at the bloodied British sailors, and the British commanders at the front.

"It is your responsibility to send so many people at sea to their deaths." The German ** officer squirmed his lips and said slowly.

"This is our plan, and it has nothing to do with them! They're just carrying out orders! Please forgive them for their guilt, for God's sake, please ......" A British ** official gritted his teeth and pleaded with his men.

But his words were interrupted by the German general's order: "Shoot!" Execute these enemies who intend to destroy the Empire's vital military weapons. ”

"Suddenly! Dodo! On either side of the general, the German soldiers, who had already picked up their assault rifles, pulled the trigger and fired a dense stream of bullets into the crowd.

"I'm sorry......" Watching the British sailors fall one by one, the German general said coldly and apologized.

The same thing happened with the battlecruiser Counterattack - the British Navy's version of Operation Rainbow, which was doomed to failure when the German ** team had already taken precautions.

"Marshal......" The blood-stained British ** officer hurriedly pushed open the hatch, staggered and stood in front of Charles: "We failed!" The Germans were prepared! ”

"No, we didn't fail!" Charles raised his chin and comforted his men.

He stretched out his hand, patted his panicked man on the shoulder, and said, "We're just trying to show our attitude!" The navy of the British Empire has no cowards who are afraid of battle! We've proven it at this point, so we've won, kid! ”

"The battleship was not destroyed, it's just our regret...... It's not a failure! After Charles finished speaking, he walked to the hatch: "Now, it's our turn to fight for our country, don't be afraid, death can't make us back down!" ”

The officer swallowed, gritted his teeth, and kept up with Charles. And at the door of the cabin where they were, there stood full of British sailors waiting for orders.

"Let's go! Let the enemy see, the courage of the British Navy. Charles looked at the young faces and led the way in the direction of the gunfire.

He had walked down the corridor, and every soldier who passed by would salute him.

Now that there was blood everywhere on the iron plate beneath his feet, Charles walked cautiously, avoiding the corpse lying on the ground.

"Surrender! Otherwise, we'll shoot! The German soldier with an assault rifle commanded loudly.

Charles did not stop, he faced the bullets fired by the Germans, and took the last step of his life forward.