Just after noon, a thick cumulus cloud appeared over the originally sunny strait, and the wind began to get stronger. The lights outside the door of the operational command room of the German high command were finally extinguished, and the orderly opened the thick curtains and opened the doors and windows that had been closed for a whole day and a night. A sea breeze with a hint of seawater smell blew in through the window, blowing away the room's cloudy nicotine-filled air.

"So, Guderian was fooled." Xu Jun picked up the coffee handed by Tysenhofen and drank it up.

The Führer was still wearing the same uniform he had worn two days ago, the well-made and crisp uniform was now crumpled, the buttons of the wind and the white shirt were unbuttoned, and the gleaming Knight's Iron Cross hung loosely around his neck.

"We've done the math, and now we can pull it out." Yodel took a form from the adjutant and handed it to Keitel. The Chief of Operations also looked tired now, and his originally thin hair was now even greasy and greasy on the back of his head.

"We can trust General Bock's ability, which is not a problem for him at all, and make a list of what he wants. At least 10 undersea pipelines still need to be laid, and ask the French if they still have stocks. "Field Marshal Brauchitsch had long since taken off his military uniform, and he was now wrestling with a roast chicken in front of him with his sleeves on.

The commander-in-chief of the German Army skillfully tore off a chicken leg and handed it to the chief of staff beside him. Halder was holding a piece of bread and was eating happily, and when he saw his boss inexplicably handing over a chicken leg, he didn't dislike taking it and taking it with a hard bite.

After two days of uninterrupted work, the personnel of the headquarters had long since thrown away those cumbersome etiquette, and the front line was invincible, but they did not know how much hard work it contained in the rear organs, and how much energy the generals and marshals of the headquarters had paid for it.

Military appearances and postures have now become inconsequential details. In the early 24 hours of landing, every minute counts, and although they do not directly command operations on the front line, they must always conduct battlefield rehearsals, deploy materials and troops, and liaise with and command the air force and navy in accordance with the latest information they have obtained. Have a plan in place for possible surprises. The Battle of Dover is even more important than the previous Battle of Dunkirk, and if it wins, Germany will make history once again, further fulfilling the dream of countless ancestors for centuries and propelling Germany to the top of Europa.

"Guderian almost crooked his nose in anger, that Lieutenant General Mason is a character, I really want to go to the other side now and see Guderian's expression now." Halder chewed on the fatty chicken and finally knew how to wipe the grease from the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief. In the past two days, this has become the norm, and the generals drink and eat when they are thirsty. The Headquarters Restaurant serves a variety of hot meals 24 hours a day.

"How could he have thought that the British vice admiral would actually play this hand, but the vice admiral did us a great favor. How is it that the reply from General Rundstead's side has not yet arrived. As long as our transport ships do not safely anchor in those two ports, this battle will not be over. Xu Jun stood up and walked to the huge map on the wall, he held a whip in his hand and shook it on the map with a force.

"Gentlemen! With a little more force, we're going to the UK soon! ”

"Hey! Reinhart! "The generals and marshals cheered in unison to salute their Führer.

Guderian's mood was depressed now, not because of the change in the war. Rather, he was smacked by a British vice admiral. How could he have known that Dover would be in such a mess that the vice admiral had indeed announced the order to surrender. But he did not tell Guderian that he had lost control of his troops, and that the only thing he could represent was himself and the only remaining communications company.

So Guderian was fooled, and he happily reported his victory to the high command, and Dover was already in the hands of the Wehrmacht. Then reality slapped him hard, and the infantry units that entered the city and were surrendered were attacked by both the defenders and the rout.

Germany sent an infantry platoon. As the forerunner of the entire army entering the city, the elite recognized by the whole division was selected. He was accompanied by a staff officer from Guderian's headquarters who served as the German liaison representative for the surrender. The major tried to convince the soldiers that it was just an armed march, and it was as easy as entering the city to reach the British headquarters.

The infantrymen did not think so. They have encountered an unknown number of fraudulent surrenders in France, and the soldiers don't care what they are thinking, after all, they are desperate on the front line, so those infantry did not relax their vigilance, but still searched and advanced in urban combat formations, and as a result, the lead platoon broke into a British fire scene, and the two groups of British troops were fighting in full swing across the street.

The sudden arrival of a third party surprised the British, who seemed to have only then remembered that there were Germans outside the city. The German infantry platoon was in a very bad position, they had no cover on the open road, so both groups of British men opened fire on the German infantry.

The German infantry reacted quickly, and they retreated quickly while returning fire, which was no longer a matter of fraudulent surrender, the situation on the side of the British was so strange that it had to be reported to the higher authorities immediately.

Only two soldiers of the infantry platoon were slightly wounded, but the staff major was shot by the British because he was too conspicuously dressed, and was shot into a sieve on the spot. The infantry platoon was in danger at the time and was in a hurry to evacuate from the scene, so it was also unable to bring back his body.

The intervention of the German army could have actually obtained a better ending, but because of the conditioned reflex, these British soldiers were sent to fight the Germans after all, so they subconsciously attacked after seeing the German uniform. But after the battle, both sides regretted it, and at that time they should have surrendered directly, God knows why they opened fire on the Germans like a ghost, looking at the German major lying on the ground like a broken sack, both sides wanted to cry for a while. Then, I don't know who got up first, and the two groups began to ping-pong again.

After receiving the report, Guderian was furious, there are such brazen people in the world, who keep saying that they surrender but fire at the surrendered team, which is even more hateful. The surrendered team didn't even arrive at the headquarters, and was beaten back directly on the outskirts of the city, don't you even want the most basic fig leaf?

So Guderian sent Mason a bitterly angry indictment, accusing him of being a villain who didn't keep his word. When the Germans take Dover, they will have to pay a heavy price. This telegram was also sent in plain code. Guderian was so carried away by the anger that he did not think that this telegram was tantamount to slapping himself in the face of the Germans, but by the time he found out, it was too late.

What Guderian did not expect was that his telegram caused a series of chain reactions, one of which was that Lieutenant General Mason, whom everyone had shouted at the previous moment, received a round of applause from the London side, and the oppressive and gloomy atmosphere in the underground shelter was thus swept away. His Excellency Mason was indeed a loyal and wise general, a model for the Imperial soldiers.

Guderian's telegram caused a stir in the German High Command, for at the very moment of his victory, according to the original plan, the fourth landing force led by Rundstead and Manstein had set off from the port of Calais, a convoy of fifteen large cruise ships, which was to dock at the ports of Folkestone and Dover. Now that the ships have been dispatched, you tell me that the port has not yet arrived. This is no joke, this is going to kill people.

The high command hurriedly shouted an emergency halt to the landing force. Let them stand by on the median line of the strait. As a result, the news came that Folkestone had indeed arrived, so Manstein's group continued on their way, while Rundstead continued to float in the middle of the sea waiting for further orders. The admiral was already holding back his anger at this time, and if Guderian couldn't get rid of the port area of Dover as soon as possible, the end would definitely be very ugly.

Guderian was really, he had never hated an enemy so much. In the past, he saw the two sides fighting only to be loyal to his duty and fulfill the duties of a soldier, and there was no personal vendetta between the two sides, and he was also known for his chivalrous demeanor in treating the enemy with kindness. But this time it's different, and it's really a naked humiliation. He vowed to shoot the shameless liar himself, but before he could give the order to attack, the big liar came to his headquarters single-handedly.

Mason was mentally prepared for the worst, the anger of the Germans was very obvious in the telegram, and he could understand the mood of the opposing commander, and he might have shown it even more fiercely if he had changed himself. At least these Germans were restrained for now, and did not make any terrible moves to raze Dover, and he saw along the way the strong lineup of the German army, who were fully capable and equipped to accomplish that kind of atrocity.

Mason planted a white flag in his car and exited the city directly from the side path behind the fortress of Dover, making almost half a circle around Dover, only to be captured by a German unit as expected.

The German commander who led the team learned that he was a British lieutenant general in front of him, and was ready to discuss surrender with General Guderian, and the German commander, who had not yet known the situation at the front, was very enthusiastic, and he assigned a German panzergrenadier platoon to escort Mason to the landing cluster headquarters, and strictly ordered the platoon commander who led the team to ensure the safety of the British vice admiral.

When this English liar, who had made himself famous and almost a laughing stock, stood in front of him, Guderian found that he did not know what to do with the other party. Mason sincerely apologized to Guderian and gave a full account of the current situation of Dover, not that he did not want to lead the troops to surrender, but that the ranks were scattered all over the ground, completely losing unified command, and there were still a bunch of rebellious routs wantonly, Dover now urgently needed the intervention of the German army, if the German army could quell the riot in the city, the German army would enter this famous city as liberators and saviors rather than invaders.

After listening to Mason's narration, Guderian couldn't help but be moved, this is a great opportunity to gain fame for the German army, this is no longer a matter of military affairs, but involves the political field, whether the German army can change its face is not clear, but it will more or less help in the follow-up operations.

Guderian immediately drafted a report to the high command, and at the same time gave the order for the entire army to enter Dover. Guderian hoped that Mason would cooperate with the German invasion of the city, because Mason was still legally the supreme leader of the British army in the city, and he needed Mason to point out the target of the attack to the Germans, and it was better to regain command of the defenders and order them to lay down their arms.

Mason immediately agreed to Guderian's request. He even offered to go to the front line, calling on his soldiers to stop resisting, and the blood shed by the British on this day was enough, and the fall of Dover was irreversible, and he did not want to see no more needless sacrifices made for it.

Mason rode in a half-track transporter and followed a German combat engineer unit into the city. The task of this unit is to destroy all obstacles in the path of the offensive. Pave the way for the follow-up troops to attack.

Mason's arrival made the job unexpectedly smooth, and the Vice Admiral was so popular with the local garrison that almost every Dover garrison knew the unsmiling but unusually kind commander. So when Mason gave the surrender order to the British troops encountered on the road with a bullhorn, almost no one resisted it, and they obediently walked out of their hiding bunkers, and then according to the instructions of the Germans, put their weapons in one place.

A number of British officers were selected by Mason, many of whom were originally direct descendants of the Fortress Command, and these officers were assigned to the subsequent German units. They each followed a German unit and marched towards the city in multiple directions. Thanks to the help of these officers and surrendering non-commissioned officers, the speed of the German advance was significantly increased. Not only did a large number of defenders surrender, but even a part of the defeated army joined the surrender ranks.

In fact, these people have long been tired of fighting, but they can't find a reason to lay down their arms. Those vicious compatriots are still firing bullets at themselves, and they can only fight back. Many of the troops had run out of ammunition and food, and the soldiers were still unable to drink even a sip of water, let alone eat.

Now I saw the Germans marching into the city. The team also carried officers of the British army, and the other side also conveyed the orders of the commander-in-chief. All British units were asked to lay down their arms and surrender immediately. At this time, if you don't go down the ladder or wait any longer, where can you find a better reason to surrender, they did not surrender without a fight, but simply because they obeyed the orders of the commander, they are not cowards, they are just dutiful to their duties.

A large number of British soldiers surrendered to the Germans. Only a small part of the rout is still holding on, with the weapons in hand and the favorable terrain. It was not that these people were unwilling to surrender to the Germans, they had dreamed of doing so half a day ago, but now they have embarked on a point of no return, they have looted a number of civilians and merchants, and committed many heinous atrocities.

These people regret their actions at this time. They themselves have cut off their own way back, and now that they surrender to either side, this rout, once a soldier and now a bandit, will surely be recklessly liquidated by both sides.

Some British soldiers told the Germans about what those thugs had done, and the atrocities they had committed. The result was filled with righteous indignation among the German soldiers present, and the German army immediately went into action, vowing to give these beasts in human skins the punishment they deserved. The German infantry, guided by the surrendered British soldiers, circled behind the resisters and burned the bandits to ashes with their sin with a blazing dragon.

The final battle in the Dover Theater took place at Fort Fort, where the commander of the garrison showed the Germans the backbone of a British Army officer, who dismissed all the gunners and infantry, ordered them to surrender to the Germans below the fort, and then climbed to the top lookout and lowered the fluttering rice flag.

The commander, wearing the flag he had sworn to defend, drew his pistol and fired at the Germans outside the city, and the German infantry stood silently under the fortress, watching the tragic scene before them, and finally the officer fired the last bullet into his head, and the body wrapped in the flag fell from the fortress, and the blood stained the snow-white limestone beneath the fort.

The huge cruise ship carrying the Rundstead Regiment slowly sailed into the port of Dover with a whistle, and the city welcomed an army from a foreign land for the first time after hundreds of years of ups and downs, and from this moment on, the glory of the British Empire was gone, and an era ended. (To be continued......)