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Dunkirk, France.

Peter stepped on ankle-deep water, and watched boredly as a dozen or so small civilian boats floated on the shore of the sea, busy transporting soldiers from the beach to the frigates moored in the open sea.

He and Joel were among the first troops to arrive in Dunkirk, and they were supposed to be the first to be withdrawn from the country, but until now they had not been able to catch any of the ships, and some of the troops behind them had made their way home.

Because the last two breakwaters in Dunkirk that could be used to dock destroyers were blown up by Caitlin's dive bomber force long after Operation Dynamo began, just like the port of Dunkirk.

And Peter, who was waiting for the ship on the breakwater at that time, was almost killed, if he hadn't reacted quickly enough to see the German Stuka rushing straight at him, he immediately pulled Joel and jumped into the sea, and now he may not be playing cards with other 31st Division comrades in heaven like poor Albert.

After the breakwater was blown up, Colonel Tennant, who was in charge of directing the retreat at the scene, promised the commander of the 31st Division that he would immediately arrange for small boats to send the men of the 31st Division away from the beach.

However, Brigadier General Lucas, commander of the 31st Division, apparently used up all his good fortune by dodging German bombs on the breakwater, and in the next wave of German air raids, a 7.92mm bullet deviated from the pilot's original target - a private who fired at German aircraft with a Lee Enfield rifle - but it hit Brigadier General Lucas in the back of the head with his hands on the beach, and sent him to heaven on the spot.

I have to say that this world is cruel, the 31st Division became a motherless baby after the martyrdom of their backbone, Brigadier General Lucas, and more and more troops arrived on Dunkirk Beach, and the retreat of the 31st Division was naturally delayed again and again.

Not to mention the boats, the remaining officers and men of the 31st Division never even touched the sea again - their positions in line were behind the two mountain infantry divisions.

They waited like this for four days, and the two mountain infantry divisions in front of them were all gone, and the soldiers in the front of the 31st Division finally touched the sea again.

And from the experience they had gained after four days of waiting, if all went well, the first soldiers would have been able to board the ship in the afternoon.

"Hey Peter!" As Peter was in a daze, a familiar cry pulled him back to reality.

It was his company commander.

"In!" Although Peter was very reluctant to respond, he had to immediately turn around and reply.

Oh yes, after Albert was blown up in the sky, he Peter was the oldest in the platoon, he had been officially appointed platoon commander - corporal platoon commander, and he only had 7 soldiers under his command.

"Come with me." The company commander ordered, "Bring your gun!" ”

When Peter heard this, he took off the backpack he was carrying behind his back, gave it to Joel behind him, and instructed, "Help me take this position, whoever dares to rob you will knock his head to pieces." ”

"Oh." Joel took Peter's backpack and replied weakly.

He hadn't eaten for two days, the rations he had brought with him during the retreat didn't even last the first day, and the supplies from his superiors had only lasted one day.

"What are you going to do? Captain? Peter hurried to catch up with the company commander and asked curiously.

"Hey, hey, get some food." The company commander smiled cheaply.

"Food?" Peter was even more curious, as far as he knew, the supplies in Dunkirk had long been exhausted, and only a small number of supplies from the British mainland had been left for the troops on the hill, and most of them had been transported to the front.

"Where did you get the food?" He asked directly to the company commander.

"You'll know when you get there." The company commander pretended to be mysterious.

Peter honestly closed his mouth when he heard this, and his hunch told him that the way the company commander ate in his mouth would probably not be very clean.

The two walked all the way out of the beach to a small bomb-destroyed courtyard on the edge of the city before stopping.

"It's here!" The company commander smiled, then led Peter over the fence, pushed open the door of the small building in the courtyard, and walked in.

Peter followed him in, only to find that the small building was actually only half of the building, and it was clear that a German bomb had reduced the other half to rubble.

and turning a dozen French soldiers in a small building into pieces of meat.

"Grope~" Seeing the piece of meat on the ground, Peter spit out a puddle of sour water directly.

Then again, he really doesn't have much to vomit except sour water.

"What are you throwing up?" The company commander looked at him strangely, and then pointed to the pieces of meat scattered on the ground, "You haven't seen this thing?" ”

"I've seen it, and I've seen a lot of it." Peter finally breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up and wiped the corners of his mouth, "But I really haven't eaten before...... Speaking of the company commander, isn't it okay to eat these things? They were our allies when they were alive......"

"Who the told you we're going to eat this?" The company commander was taken aback by Peter, "I'm such a person, how can I take you, you, you and you to eat people?" ”

"That's good, I thought ......" Peter laughed and scratched his head, "so what are we going to eat?" Captain? ”

"Come with me." The company commander spoke, and then led Peter through the ruins and into the backyard.

As he walked, the company commander remembered what Peter had just said - isn't it okay to eat these things? They were our allies when they were alive......

The reason why he refused to eat the meat on the ground was because these people were his allies? If these people on earth are not the French army, wouldn't it be ......

The company commander's eyes widened, shuddered, and hurriedly quickened his pace.

The two quickly walked through the small building and into the backyard. I have to say that the owner of this small courtyard must be a sentimental person, because the small backyard is actually planted with beautiful flowers and plants.

However, these beautiful flowers and plants are certainly not as beautiful as the two horses that are stepping on them now.

"That's what I'm talking about." The company commander pointed to the two horses and said to Peter, who was beside him.

"Wow!" Peter's eyes lit up, "FFFuck! These two horses are so beautiful! How long the has it been since I've seen such a beautiful horse? ”

"Hey, hey!" The company commander also smiled, "I don't know if it's beautiful or not, anyway, they are definitely enough for us to survive the last two days!" ”

"And what about two days later?" Peter couldn't help but ask.

"Two days later?" The company commander said, "Judging from the current war situation, in two days we will either eat and drink in England or in German prisoner of war camps, anyway, we will definitely not be hungry in two days!" ”

"So our division can really take the turn to retreat today?" Peter said excitedly.

"Yes!" The company commander nodded, "But whether it will be our company's turn or not is not necessarily - it depends on the arrangement of those officers who killed a thousand knives." ”

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