Northern Ireland, near the capital city of Belfast Harbour, is the largest port in the six counties of Northern Ireland.

From the coast, the blue waves ripple, and at the end of the field of vision, the sea and the sky meet, as if there is no way out under the sky. If you look at the world map, the strait between the islands of Great Britain and Ireland is nothing more than a narrow river on the entire world map.

In Lieutenant Bieber's eyes, who had just landed on the island of Ireland, the narrow strait was not a barrier to the government's safety, but a merciless ditch that separated him from his home.

In his hesitation, Bieber suddenly remembered that "the British Empire will never admit defeat" that had been broadcast all day in his new base, "Difficulties are temporary, and we will eventually achieve the final victory", "We have long been prepared for foolproof, so there is no need to worry", "This is not a contest of armaments, but a contest between the spirit of the British and the material of the Germans, and there is no doubt that victory will belong to Britain in this contest"...... And so on.

Bieber was tired of hearing these words, and all of them were just a consolation for the government in a remote corner of the country. The dawn of victory never really appeared, and Bieber couldn't figure out how long the higher-ups would have to hide behind this "safe" strait.

Before Bieber crossed the Channel with the army to Northern Ireland, he had a hard time.

In that battle, the German army came fiercely, the British army was losing and retreating, and the passionate victory declaration before the battle, with the blowing of the battle horn, looked like a failed and comical show. The sky belongs to the smoke of gunpowder, which is accompanied by the smell of blood, and death and fear envelop the whole land. The fierce gunfire and screams on the battlefield instantly wiped out the fresh life.

A few days ago, Bieber was still clutching his gun tightly in the trenches, his brain blank, and he was left to aim and shoot, following his instinct to eliminate dangerous enemies one by one.

At that time, he could not think, because thinking awakened fear and cowardice. But it doesn't take long for someone next to him to be hit and lie down on top of him.

Bieber remembered subconsciously glancing at the man who was leaning in, and a bullet pierced his forehead and neck, and the blood soaked his dirty hair, making it look sticky.

The man's fingers clenched into fists as if they were about to grasp a passing life, and then slowly relaxed again......

Bieber suddenly remembered that he had met the man in the previous base, but it was all over, and even if they met, it was just a cloud of the past. The fierce battlefield gradually calmed down, and seeing that the other party was slowly withdrawing, he silently breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and after a while, he retreated to the rear base area.

But the once beautiful home is long gone, leaving only devastated scars.

"I'm homesick." The melancholy voice of another soldier standing guard on the shore with Bieber interrupted Bieber's musings.

"Even if we go back now, all we see is ruins." Bieber said with some frustration.

"Lieutenant, don't be so pessimistic, at least the Germans can't beat us now, and we'll fight back when we're ready, and drive the Germans away." The homesick soldier was very optimistic, and must have been brainwashed.

Bieber couldn't bear to hit his teammate, who had obviously been brainwashed a little badly by some enthusiastic speeches, so he didn't continue the topic.

He had already lost all his relatives in the war, and there was nothing left of his nostalgia in this world for him, so he seemed so pessimistic, how long could he go, how long could Britain go?

However, he didn't bother to tell others about this sorrow. After all, the deceased is like this, and no matter how much he says, it only adds to the sadness. Those who have left will not come back.

"Damn it!" Bieber cursed heavily: "Churchill, that warmonger has obviously been arrested by Commander Gott, why do we continue to suffer this crime!" ”

He couldn't figure out why Britain continued to follow Churchill's established line when Churchill, the sinner who provoked the war, had been ousted from power.

"We should make peace with the Germans and then pay some price and end this war." From his own point of view, Bieber said to the homesick soldier with the thinking of a small man in war: "In this way, you and I can both go home, to our hometown where there is no war." ”

Bieber is so tired these days.

Although he temporarily escaped from Great Britain, he fled with the large army to the island of Ireland, living in a remote corner. However, the fatigue in my heart has never gone away.

Bieber couldn't see hope, and he couldn't find any vision of a bright future that he could convince himself to fantasize.

It's time to surrender, that's right, it's long overdue!

Surrender to the Germans, which is no longer a shame in Europe. Because, this thing is simply common, and it can't be more common.

Countries like Denmark, the weakest, surrendered in just one morning. France, the strongest, did not last 6 weeks.

Why can't Britain surrender just because Churchill the dead fat man declared "never surrender"? !

The British Royal Navy, as a symbol of the "empire on which the sun never sets" and one of its magic weapons, is unquestionable in terms of value and weight, as well as its role and status in history.

However, none of these heavyweights could prevent the Germans from crossing the English Channel, and even earlier, this magic weapon lost its power.

The RAF, not to mention, they can't even protect their native radar stations, let alone a duel with the Luftwaffe.

As for the Army, now that Bieber is in it, he understands it the most. He really doubted that the army he was in could really beat the German police force?

Engaging in "compromise" when you are strong can be called charity, but when you are weak, it can only be called humiliation, called surrender.

This involves the face of the British Empire. And for a gentleman, the question of face is above all else, and this is especially true of the English gentleman. You could say that they died to save face, but they did.

But the point is that gentlemen are only a small group of people, and more people are ordinary people like Bieber, who want to end the war. In their opinion, it is better to lose face than to lose a small life.

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Engaging in "compromise" when you are strong can be called charity, but when you are weak, it can only be called humiliation, called surrender.

This involves the face of the British Empire. And for a gentleman, the question of face is above all else, and this is especially true of the English gentleman. You could say that they died to save face, but they did.

But the point is that gentlemen are only a small group of people, and more people are ordinary people like Bieber, who want to end the war. In their opinion, it is better to lose face than to lose a small life.

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