"There are still 100 meters left, all ready!" Sergeant Walter was holding a steel helmet in one hand and tugging at the cable on the side of the ship with the other, when a big wave hit the bow head-on, and the whole boat was poured into soup.

The sergeant turned his head to look at the soldier behind him, the young man's face turned white, and water droplets dripped down the eaves of the M35 steel helmet on the already soaked blue-gray woolen combat uniform. "Don't be nervous, Rudolph, we'll be on the shore soon."

"Not nervous, sergeant, I think I'm going to throw up."

"Hold on a little longer, and you can vomit as much as you want when you get to shore."

"One last check of the weapon, ready, fifty meters away." The sergeant roared loudly.

The soldiers lowered their heads and pulled the bolts, the rifles were loaded, and the grenade pouches around each other's waists were arranged, the machine gun shooter tightened the leather shoulder straps of the machine gun mount, checked the waist-shaped drum painted green again, and the deputy shooter helped open the MG34's tripod. The soldiers could clearly feel the vibration of the bottom of the ship rubbing against the bottom of the sea, and then the landing craft paused forward and stopped.

"Hurry, hurry! Act now, assault! Assault! The bow door fell as fast as it could, and without hesitation, the infantrymen standing in front of it jumped into knee-deep water, rifles in hand, and charged towards the beach. The sergeant jumped off the pedal behind the machine gun crew and waded through the water with an MP40 submachine gun in his tail.

"Stay in formation, stay in formation!" The sergeant roared and rushed onto the beach, when suddenly a flash of light flashed in his peripheral vision, and he quickly turned his head to see a group of people standing faintly on the top of the cliff on the side.

"Training needs to be intensified, and flaws must be identified before these soldiers pay with their lives. Gentlemen. You can also see how vulnerable the infantry is when it comes to storming the coast, as long as you have a few machine gun forts. Add some mortars and we can create a massacre on this beach! Xu Jun's eyes left the artillery mirror, and he turned to the generals and marshals beside him and said.

"Indeed, my Führer. Therefore, in our plan, the attack on the enemy's beachhead must be precise and fierce, and the air force and navy must have a clear division of labor, and strive to completely destroy the enemy's resistance ability on the beachhead in one attempt. Manstein handed the telescope to his lieutenant. Then he took a document from the latter and handed it to Xu Jun.

"The latest reconnaissance reports and photographs, my Führer, the Intelligence Service is working overtime to interpret the photographs. According to the information we have so far, the British have amassed large numbers of light infantry and militia along the eastern and southern coastlines, built defenses in depth in several key areas, and we have discovered anti-tank trenches and barricades. There are also concrete bunkers under construction. Now there are small infantry positions and bunkers all around London, and there are many militias patrolling along the coast, although these militias are not very combative, but they will affect those parts of our plan about airborne, and the paratroopers are very vulnerable before they land, and they are easy to be hunted by these armed civilians, so I think the air force must think carefully about this. Manstein said with a frown.

"We have squandered one of our most precious opportunities, as this intelligence shows. If we had attacked the British immediately after the end of the Battle of Dunkirk, they would not have had any ability to resist at all. Guderian put his hand on his waist. In the other hand, he held a short staff with a carved silver head, and struck his thigh lightly with the tail of the staff, and a delicate telescope hung from his chest.

"The plan of the British is to evacuate 300,000 British soldiers in a week, and we can send our troops to land in a week, and it will not take 300,000, but only 100,000, 100,000 soldiers will be enough to occupy a landing zone, and then we will send our soldiers across the Channel in a steady stream. At that time, the British mainland army would not have more than two divisions, and the navy and air force had also suffered serious blows and were completely unable to stop our operations. ”

"But at that time, the French campaign was at a critical juncture, and we simply could not draw these forces, and likewise we could not draw the air force and transport ships to escort the escort, and until now we have not been able to muster enough landing craft. The British could land directly in their ports, and we could only storm on the beachhead, at that time we did not even know which beachhead could land, neither the army nor the navy had any experience in landing operations, we did not make any battle plans, how to mobilize logistics, how to assemble follow-up troops, where to attack after landing, it was completely blank, and it was likely to be another battle of Garibaldi. Moreover, Hitler would not have agreed to such a plan, according to Hitler's intentions, he was not at all ready to land in England, and he believed that the British would automatically surrender to him. Keitel tilted his head to look at Guderian, and the cane shook a little dizzy.

"If we follow General Guderian's opinion, we may have suffered heavy losses, and the intelligence that our men have received from the British War Office shows that the British have at that time transported all the mustard gas in their stockpiles to the various airports and ports, and if we had landed at that time, they would have dispersed this poison gas by aircraft. The gas is still being stored in warehouses, for example, several across Calais that are full of gas bombs. Wehrle said leisurely as he wiped the telescope lens in his hand.

"We also have chemical weapons, and as long as we are prepared, this is not a problem at all. By the time the campaign begins, the Air Force will blow up all the gas depots, seize air supremacy on the beachhead, and destroy all aircraft that dare to approach the landing site. Kesselring carried his Air Force version of the high-powered telescope, tilted his head, and looked resolute.

"Most of the current preparations have been completed, and the ideas put forward by the Führer have been verified. Reichenau's Sixth Army has completed its acclimatization training, and its armored units have been refurbished and replenished, and now they are waiting for the landing assault group to complete its specialized equipment, and the new regulations have been distributed. The Air Force is also basically in place, the Navy has made great progress in overhauling the work, and Raeder said that he can fight at any time. Weirle reported.

Xu Jun flipped through the folder in his hand, and then took out a photo. The photograph is very clear, showing a group of men standing on the edge of a trench, wearing British uniforms and soft military caps, wielding a variety of weapons in their hands, in which Xu Jun recognizes the famous Scottish broadsword and wild boar spear.

"This is the big trouble that Churchill has in store for us, you see, this is the British National Guard, look at their equipment, the morale looks very high. Weierle, it looks like the plane is flying very low, and the pilot didn't suffer. ”

"This is the only one of the reconnaissance planes that departed yesterday was wounded, and the report of the Air Force is impressive, they completed the reconnaissance mission, and when they were preparing to return home, they were fired at from the ground, that is, the rabble in the photo, one wing was beaten into a sieve by shotgun and deer bullets, and on the way back, they also encountered a formation of British Spitfires, and finally they flew almost close to the sea at full speed before running back, and one engine failed when approaching the coast. As for the personnel, the pilot was fine, the backseat gunner was hit by an arrow in the knee. The corners of Weierle's mouth curled slightly, and he was obviously holding back a smile.

"Hit by an arrow?!! Are you sure it's an arrow? Xu Jun blinked and looked at Wei Erle with an incredulous expression.

"Uh, the heavy hunting crossbow, very powerful thing, the British used it to hunt wild boars and deer, completely penetrated the fuselage, it should be a matter of pure luck, the Air Force said they couldn't figure out exactly how to do it." (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and updated faster!)

ps:Uh,There's something going on at home today.,This chapter is grabbed by the free yard.,The number of words is a little less.,Guys Haihan.。