Dunkirk, northern France.

As commander of the British Expeditionary Force, Lord Gott inspected the current state of the troops immediately after another Luftwaffe air raid.

I have to say that the troops that appear in his eyes now have completely no trace of what elite troops should look like. Goth even thought that if he told others that the survivors in front of him who had just escaped the German bomber attack were soldiers belonging to the first-class army of the British Empire, no one would believe it.

Medics carried stretchers and transported the wounded in an endless stream. The port's makeshift hospital was overcrowded, and even the halls, corridors and open spaces of the remaining buildings in the port of Dunkirk were littered with bloodied wounded.

The hygienists made emergency treatment in the wailing and screaming crowd, and many of the wounded who were too seriously injured died with their blood-stained faces on their backs, their eyes wide open, and they died of despair before they could even wait for the hygienists to arrive.

Morale, has fallen to zero.

Not to mention Lord Gott, who is the commander-in-chief, even an ordinary junior officer can be sure of this after seeing this scene - the British Expeditionary Force has collapsed!

Now, as soon as even one of the German armored units rushed in front of them, these desperate people would probably immediately raise their bloodstained hands and surrender without hesitation.

Things have actually developed to such a bad level as they are now?!

Lord Goth is not a casual man. On the contrary, to be sent to command the entire British Expeditionary Force, his abilities were actually among the best in the entire British Empire.

He is a graduate of the prestigious Harrow School and the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst. He also served in the highly decorated 1st British Guards Infantry Regiment and fought in the last world war, where he was awarded the Victoria Cross and was known as Tiger Goth.

In the British Army, which has always been ridiculed by European countries as a powerless sheep, there is a general with the nickname "Tiger", which alone is enough to show Gott's fortitude and bravery.

But such a recognized hero among the generals of the British Army is now powerless and can only sit and wait for death.

In fact, the day before yesterday, he almost cried when he heard that the German armored forces had finally stopped pressing the attack. He even thought that it was his heart's prayer that moved God, so God made the Germans cramp their brains and stopped their aggressive pursuit.

However, Lord Gott did not have time to rejoice for long, and the next day he immediately heard the news that the German armored forces had resumed their advance. Then came the bad news that the Kingdom of Belgium had surrendered and the 20-mile line of defense had suddenly been opened.

If you don't want to do this, it just gives people some hope, and it immediately makes people fall back into deeper despair.

It's just brutal torture!

"Do you still have troops there to continue fighting?" Lord Gott asked Brooke, commander of the Second Army of the British Expeditionary Force, in a low voice.

At this time, he himself couldn't figure out which troops still had morale that could be used, so he had to consult his subordinates.

"In this area of Dunkirk, there are no troops left to fight. Everyone is looking forward to squeezing into the transport fleet returning home as soon as possible and escaping back to China as soon as possible. Brooke shook his head and said regretfully: "Not to mention that the soldiers have no intention of fighting, even many officers have the idea of timidity. I can't even imagine that these frightened soldiers are all from the most elite units of the British Empire. ”

In the "Generator Plan", the transport fleet responsible for leading them back home had already arrived last night. Due to the confusion, for a whole night of the world, they turned out to have transported less than 1000 British officers and soldiers, 0 French officers and soldiers.

By daytime today, a little order had finally been restored, and the Germans' planes flew over immediately. At the sound of Stuka's shudging dive, the soldiers, who were already frightened birds, immediately made a mess again, pushing and stampeding. Those who were hit by bombs and were pushed to the ground and trampled on by their own people caused countless casualties.

The group of junks of the Royal Air Force kept saying in the telegram that the elite pilots sent to cover the army were all elite pilots, saying that their fighters ranged from "Spitfire", "Hurricane" single-seat fighters, and "Dreadnought" two-seat fighters to "Hudson" bombers, biplane "Swordfish" torpedo planes, and even armed reconnaissance planes poured out of their nests and threw themselves into Dunkirk, and they would definitely be able to defeat the Luftwaffe over Dunkirk.

As a result, for a whole morning, Lord Gott basically only saw the Royal Air Force fighters serving the Germans as aerial targets, and there should have been 100 of them shot down one after another. And what about the planes that the Germans were shot down, there were definitely less than 20 at full duty!

Well, the French Army, known as the strongest in the world, has been beaten into a dog in front of Gort. The British Royal Air Force, which has always regarded itself as the strongest in the world, has also been beaten to the ground. I heard that some time ago, the "invincible" Royal Navy of the British Empire was also beaten by a German detachment in Norway.

Gott didn't understand that if the battle was like this, who else in his camp could muster up the courage to fight the Germans again. Sea, land, and air, the three world firsts were completely abused by the Germans, and the enemy on the opposite side was really possible to defeat?!

Not to mention the French allies, anyway, the British expeditionary force under Gott's own command on the Dunkirk side had already found all the planks, beams, and even the wooden posts of the goal as a temporary springboard for boarding. Military trucks were also sunk on the beach one by one by them as a makeshift jetty that stretched into the sea.

Weapons and ammunition, guns and cannons, thrown everywhere. What everyone thinks in their hearts, in addition to getting on the boat, is still on the boat.

What the? Who goes to war? Whoever likes to go goes, they don't have the heart to go to war anyway.

"Oh, yes!" Brooke suddenly said to Lord Gott, who was in a trance: "The 3rd Division of our army has not yet withdrawn to Dunkirk. Not only did they not retreat, but they set up improvised field positions at the front to hold back the German attacking forces for us. ”

Anyone else can organize a sniper war?!

Goth clearly felt something incredible. Even he had already given up all resistance in despair and began to resign himself to fate, there was still such a division commander who could have such a strong sense of the overall situation, lead the troops to defend the periphery, and buy time for the withdrawal of large troops.

This man is up to the task!

"The commander of the 3rd division....... It's Major General Montgomery, right? Gott nodded thoughtfully: "It was he who refuted the commander-in-chief of the French army named Ganmarin not long ago, and proposed that sufficient strategic reserves should be left. I have a very strong impression of him. ”

"That's right, it's the Major General Montgomery." Brooke responded, "He's the most powerful of all my men. Before the war, I often discussed the big picture with him. From many discussions with him, I found that he often had some good original insights. Perhaps, this time he can really get a miracle for us. ”

Miracle? Gott felt a little ironic that the dignified army of the British Empire could only pin their hopes of escape on a miracle in the end........