But the good times were short-lived - the losses of British transports in October had already reached the combined losses of August and September. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info So from October, the focus of British shipping has been on grain.

As a result, starting in November, the German fleet began to hunt, and the losses of British ships more than doubled, which made Britain completely despair.

"As for the ammunition, I will replace it by myself, reduce the reserves of each division, and make it up! By the time the U.S. shipping capacity rises next month, the situation will improve. Churchill reluctantly gave such an answer.

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"Next!" Not far from the beach in the German-occupied part of France, Adolf, Germany? In one of the barracks of Hitler's Guard Banner Panzer Division, a quartermaster was sitting in his position shouting loudly.

There was a long queue in front of him, and all the soldiers had happy smiles on their faces, it was a rare good time for them.

A German soldier in a boat cap walked up to the table and drooled at the cigarettes piled at the quartermaster's feet. He was an old smoker, and the ration had run out of cigarettes three days earlier.

"Ahem, soldier number 2267429! Stam! The quartermaster glanced at the other man, checked the identification card, and placed four packs of cigarettes, a bar of soap, and two packets of chocolate candy on the table.

The soldier named Stam snorted, took his belongings, and left the tent where the goods were distributed.

"Next!" Before Stam could step out of his tent, the quartermaster shouted loudly, and the next soldier walked in with the same joy, waiting for his supplies.

Because of the order of the Führer, all troops training in preparation for landing in Britain received a temporary allowance throughout the winter training process.

Not only are the salaries higher, but every other week, there is also a double material subsidy reward - which is definitely good news for all the miserable soldiers.

Of course, in addition to the hard training, there was even more exciting news: they would have a 10-day vacation to go home to visit family and join the army-organized tour of Paris.

Happiness came so suddenly that people couldn't believe it. After Stam stepped out of the tent, he squinted his eyes and looked at the dusky sun in the cold wind: "It's going to rain again!" ”

Beside him, the cook and his apprentices were trying to get a cow out into the corner. Apparently there is a great meal this evening, which belongs to the prerogative of several landing forces.

Although the Germans were still not rich in supplies, with Hess's support for agriculture and temporary subsidies for the landing force, fresh meat suddenly became a regular in the recipe of the Führer's Guard Panzer Division.

"Moo......" may have guessed the tragic fate of his imminent killing, and the cow is trying to break free from human control. However, he was tied by a rope, so he could only follow him little by little.

"Hah! I really hope that this life can go on forever. Stam thought happily as he walked along the spacious road of the barracks with the cigarette in his arms.

Thinking that I will have lunch in a while, life can be described as beautiful. If it weren't for the fact that you had to go to the icy sea a few days later, it would have been a fairy day.

Then again, if there were more cigarettes, it wouldn't be unbearable to go for a walk in the sea.

"What's for lunch?" Holding his cigarette, Stam shouted to the cooks and the soldiers in the cooking squad in the distance.

"There are potatoes and beans, some dried vegetables from France, there is not much meat for lunch, maybe you are lucky enough to have a little bit of meat." A soldier from the cooking squad replied with a smile.

Hearing these things, everyone followed up and complained: "Oh! No! Damn it! It's these damn things again......"

"Yes! These damn things again...... But every time you eat, there's nothing left! I've seen you lick your lunch box. Hearing the complaint, the chef in the cooking class sneered.

"Hahahaha!" The guards who came on patrol, the soldiers who had just received their cigarettes, and Stamm, who hadn't gone far, laughed along.

"Nonsense! I haven't licked the lunch box at all, you're talking about William! The soldier who was laughing at everyone shouted loudly with laughter.

"Hell!" "Shut up!" "Damn it!" "Are you an idiot?" It only took a moment for countless William's voices to sound.

Everyone laughed again, some people couldn't wait to tear open a pack of cigarettes, and some people were shocked by the brand of cigarettes, and screamed loudly: "I X! French cigarettes! Long live the Führer! ”

"That's right! If it's a French cigarette next time, we'll be in London in January! Long live the Führer! Another soldier shouted.

"If there is beef tomorrow, dry sausages the day after tomorrow, and broth the day after tomorrow...... I'll be able to catch Churchill for the Führer next month! In the distance, a voice shouted loudly.

"Forget it! You'll never catch Churchill in your life! The companion of the heckler answered.

"Why?" Someone asked curiously, and the person who answered drew another burst of laughter: "Can't the laundry man go to the front line to catch Churchill, hahahaha!" ”

In the distance, officers have their own special tents for daily consumables, and some lieutenants and non-commissioned officers receive their belongings there, more in greater quantities than on the soldiers' side.

Non-commissioned officers have six packs of cigarettes, and the lieutenants can even have cigarettes so much that they can distribute them to their subordinates to buy hearts and minds. Everyone was talking and laughing, and the whole barracks seemed to be a holiday.

In fact, it's really about to be a holiday - seeing that it's December, how many Europeans are not more than Christmas?

Of course, the main thing is that this victory makes the German soldiers in the mood for Christmas. You must know that in 1944, the German Führer's Christmas was very bleak.

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At the same time, a non-commissioned officer in charge of training recruits at the British training unit looked at the non-sticky lunch, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

"What is this? Rye bread? One of the recruits looked at the inferior bread that was about to fall off at the touch of his hand, and almost threw it to the ground in anger.

Although considering that he was still hungry, he was reluctant to throw this away in the end, but the tone in his mouth became less friendly: "Yesterday I had some vegetable leaves, what is it today?" ”

"Hell! I haven't seen a box of beans or luncheon meat in three days! Are you kidding? The other recruit was also apparently angry, yelling and banging on his lunch box.

"Get out of the way! Soldier! If you don't back down, I'm going to take action! "Carrying Lee? Enfield rifles, gendarmes worked hard to maintain order at the luncheon.

Because the original food was replaced with cheaper food, the people above had long expected that there would be chaos at noon today.

It is precisely for this reason that gendarmes and officers are assigned to each of the food distribution sites to maintain order in order to receive food.

"We're going to eat more food! We're going to eat better food! We're going to eat the food that people eat! The soldiers, who had taken the food, were surprisingly angry and began to wave their arms.

At first, it was one person, then it spread to two or three, and then to hundreds of people. The gendarmes were so frightened that they raised their weapons, but the people kept shouting.

"I knew there was going to be a mess!" Hearing the shouts of soldiers outside the barracks, the supreme commander of the boot camp sighed and complained.

"We shouldn't carry out such orders...... another officer complained. He had long been dissatisfied with Churchill, and this time he completely lost his favor.

In such a situation where the Germans may fight at any time, isn't it the rhythm of finding trouble to mobilize the army's food rations?

The chaos of the soldiers is much more terrible than the hunger of the common people, because these people are concentrated and organized, and the consequences of a mutiny are unimaginable.

"That's it! I heard that there was chaos in some places, and some of the most unfortunate hinterlands heard that guns had been used......" The chief officer of the boot camp kept shaking his head when he said these things.

The latest news, Birmingham yesterday had a vicious time of people looting the granary, the army opened fire, someone threw grenades, and the British secret security service is investigating the matter.

The results have not yet come out, but if you think about it, you can roughly guess that one of the reasons came -- "civilian grenades" used to resist the German landing were distributed near the southern coastline, and this thing caused the trouble.

Unfortunately, the prime minister of this black cauldron must not carry it, and the chief of the general staff, Sir Deere, also does not carry it......

"I'll go out, I'll go out and explain to them...... Listening to what they shouted, it was really getting more and more outrageous. Hearing his chief officer talk about these bad things, the deputy could only bite the bullet and deal with the problem in front of him.

After all, if there is chaos here, he is eighty percent directly responsible - you need to be cautious in dealing with the chief officer, and it is not difficult to kill a deputy.

"It must be those who are in power who have embezzled our grain!" Outside the window, a soldier had already taken the lead in shouting such heart-wrenching words.

The deputy pushed open the door to the office, turned into the distance, and before he could take the second step, a gunshot suddenly echoed.

A bullet hit the second-in-command of the training camp in the neck, penetrated the arteries, and instantly sent blood gushing out.

It was only then that the voice reached the ears of the training camp commander in the office, and he was so frightened that he quickly bent down from the window.

The moment he bent down, out of the corner of his eye, he saw his colleague, the familiar face smashed to the ground, his hat rolled off, and his hair was stained red with blood.