My brother came from his hometown to play.,The computer was "occupied" by him for a few days.,Resume updating from today.,I hope you'll forgive me :)

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This was what it felt like to fall from the sky and sit in the snow, but before Dimirel could savor it, there was the sound of hurried footsteps nearby, mixed with the sound of speaking in English.

"The British are coming so fast!"

Dimirel unhurriedly unfastened the parachute bag on his back, his harness seemed to be a little tight, which made his shoulders still a little numb, but after two weeks of assault training, he landed safely on the ground, and this result was still acceptable. Most of his dozen companions around him seemed unharmed, except for the poor fellow who was holding his feet on the ground and moaning quietly.

When the beam of a flashlight appeared not far away, Dimirel patted the snow on his butt and stood up, then checked his equipment, and saw that the very important document bag was still there, and his last worries disappeared. He then took the rifle out of its holster, and after pulling the bolt quickly, he fired a shot at a figure not far away.

Syllable...... Syllable......

Dimirel's companions also fired in that direction, and those who were moving in this direction suddenly slowed down, and vaguely seemed to be someone falling, and the others immediately crouched or lay on the ground and began to return fire.

Soon, there were casualties among the group that fired first, and the firepower of the side that was absolutely inferior in numbers gradually weakened, and the side that came from nearby began to advance again.

Dimirel saw the right moment to throw a grenade over, and the figure on the opposite side fell several times at once.

"Earned!"

As soon as Dimirel muttered, a bullet burrowed into his body, his chest numb like an electric shock, and his consciousness quickly blurred.

A few minutes later, all that remained in the snow was a corpse in a yellow British military uniform and a deserted parachute. A man dressed in a British Army second lieutenant uniform cautiously walked up to Di Mirel and kicked the German paratrooper, who had been killed shortly after he landed. Dimirel did not react, if man had a soul, then his soul was on its way to heaven, because he had washed away the sins he had committed with his last contributions.

The British second lieutenant bent down to open Dimirel's collar, and as he expected, the man was indeed wearing a gray German uniform, and the second lieutenant fumbled around with him for a while, and quickly picked up the leather file bag. He took a flashlight at it, a very delicate document bag that matched Dimirel's British captain's uniform.

"Check to see if there's anyone alive!" The second lieutenant shouted to his soldiers, who seemed to him to be too unlucky, for they had landed near a town five miles from Brighton Beach, and when the German airship carrying them appeared, the British garrison in the city was alert, and when the German parachutes were opened, the British soldiers ran towards them like hungry wolves smelling their prey.

The British second lieutenant was proud, he and his men ran fast enough, and none of the paratroopers here seemed to have escaped.

The other British soldiers scrutinized every corpse here, and a British sergeant then approached the second lieutenant and said, "Report to sir, these Germans are all dead!" They were carrying with them Lee. Enfield rifles, Wilbury revolvers and Hale grenades, they wore British Army winter clothes on the outside and German Army uniforms on the inside! ”

"Humph! I'm here to wreak havoc again! But today they are unlucky, we caught them! Leave half of the people to clean up the scene, and the rest go back with me, there seems to be something very important in this! The British lieutenant said, raising the bag in his hand.

At this time, on Brighton Beach to the south of them, tens of thousands of defenders inside the Brighton fortress and defensive line were enduring the ferocious artillery fire of the Heydrich bombardment fleet.

Birmingham.

"Your Majesty, the German Navy ships are almost pouring out, Brighton and Bonemouth are under heavy shelling, Dover is being bombed by German airships and planes, it seems that the Germans are ready to launch a landing attack today!" Lloyd couldn't care about King George's headaches, and he told all the bad news in one fell swoop.

"It's really today...... The Germans actually did not revise the landing time set more than a month ago, and the Germanic peoples are really old-fashioned! ”

George V felt that he would never do this if he had changed himself, but this also showed that the German army was too strong in front of the British army. If Britain and France had joined forces against Germany, there would have been any hope of winning the war, but now France has long since sunk, and the United States and Japan have said that they will never directly intervene in this war.

"Your Majesty......" Kitchener, the Minister of War, hurried through the door, and he walked up to the king in three steps and two steps.

"God......

Before Kitchener could speak, George V covered his head in disgrace. If it weren't for the extremely bad situation, this minister with a calm personality and a smooth way would not have been so flustered.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Without waiting for the king to raise his head, Kitchener could not wait to report: "According to the report of the garrison of Bonemouth Beach, a large number of German airships and planes crossed the coast, but there was no bomb explosion in the rear!" ”

"There's such a thing? What do the Germans want to do? "Lloy didn't know much about military affairs, but he was still curious about such a large-scale German air operation.

"It's not clear at the moment, but none of the garrisons or cities near Bonemouth have been bombed!" Kitchener and the British generals were completely unaware of the mass airborne landing that the Germans had begun at Woodtown an hour earlier.

"Give me General Haig, what does his staff do, I don't even know where the Germans are preparing to attack!" George V barely held his head with his right hand, and his tone was full of resentment due to nervousness, and the fact that the leather boots of German army soldiers were about to set foot on British soil made the king feel terrible to think about it. The German Army has been the pride of the country since the Franco-Prussian War, and it has not suffered defeat in half a century, just like the British Navy before September.

The phone was connected, but it was basically General Haig on the other end of the phone who spoke, and the expression on George V's face changed slightly over time, and after a few words of encouragement very calmly, King George hung up the phone, and the whole person was suddenly much more energetic.

"Good news, our soldiers just intercepted a German airborne unit disguised as our soldiers 5 miles north of Brighton Beach, killed 18 German spies on the spot and seized a very important document! Although there is no direct indication of the landing place of the German troops, we can determine the Germans' preparation for landing in Brighton based on the goals of the Germans' pre-war sabotage operation! ”

When most of the 7,500 German airborne troops landed on British soil, the British General Command made such a ridiculous judgment, which was indeed an insult to the reputation of George V and the British Empire. It is important to note that the sacrifices of the 18 German death row prisoners were very valuable, they were treated as heroes after their deaths, and their families received a generous pension, which could not have been better for those on death row who had no hope of survival. Of course, if they dared to surrender to the British after parachuting, their families would have been punished very harshly as accomplices of spies, with heaven on one side and hell on the other, and these German death row prisoners chose to enter heaven with honor.

In addition to this special airborne force, the night and the shelling of the German fleet also provided very effective cover for the airborne operation, coupled with the limited number of British troops, it was simply impossible to deploy troops intensively in the interior, 1-4 infantry or cavalry companies in each small town, 1-2 infantry or cavalry battalions in medium-sized cities, and 1-2 cavalry or infantry regiments in large cities have reached the limit, and the farther inland the local towns there are, the fewer defenders there are. These defenders were okay with small bands of saboteurs and tough robbers, but with super tough "bandits" like the Cullen Commando, 2 infantry companies like Woodtown couldn't handle it.

Woodtown is a small town in the middle of nowhere, with the exception of Brighton Beach, the nearest town is Fording Bridge, six miles away, and the nearest major city is Southampton, nearly thirty miles away, where the commandos cut all the telephone lines to the outside world before they could act. From Fording Bridge to Southampton, residents could not see the paratroopers and their parachutes from German airships and planes over Woodtown in the dark. All the inhabitants of Fortinbridge could see was a large number of German airships and planes that had passed over Woodtown, and that the airships had slowed down there; The inhabitants of Southampton could not see even the shadow of German airships and airplanes.

As for the scattered dwellers and inhabitants of the hamlets not far from Woodtown, the telephone and the telegraph were still very rare to them in 1914, and by the time these poor men ran to the place where there was a telephone to report to the British, I am afraid that it would be daybreak. At this time, the German airborne forces had already started their next move, and the German landing force would also begin to land on the beach.

As for the British reinforcements that had previously been sent from Taunton to Bonemouth, since Taunton was northwest of Bonemouth and Woodtown was a little more north-east of Bonemouth, those reinforcements would not have passed through the vicinity of Woodtown at all.

So when George V and the British command led by Hague turned their attention to Brighton Beach again, no one stood up and told them that it was wrong, and as for the British spies on the other side of the channel, they could only stare at the French harbors where the ships were empty.

British, 9 miles south of Brighton Beach, the Frontier Governor, the flagship of the Second Detachment of the German High Seas Fleet.

After a cup of coffee, Chen Tian felt much better. The rate of fire of the Bombardment Fleet has been reduced from the initial 1.5 rounds per minute to 1 round per minute, but the temperature inside the turret and the barrel continues to rise.

"Your Highness, we have been shelling for 2 hours, is it ...... according to plan now" Scheer refilled the third cup of coffee, and Chen Tian waved his hand to signal the guards not to pour him any more coffee, the taste in his mouth is just right now, and I am afraid it will be too bitter to drink it again.

"Well, it's time for the British near the beach to take a breath and repair their lines by the way, let's stop shelling for the time being! General, drinking too much coffee is not good for the body, it is said that coffee is for weight loss! Chen Tian said and glanced at Scheer, he probably didn't have any extra fat on his body, and he was far less strong than he was when he got older.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your concern!" Scheer then turned to his staff officer, a naval lieutenant of about 40 years of age, and "ordered the ships to cease firing and at the same time to pay attention to the situation in the vicinity of the fleet, and the cruiser detachment and the destroyer detachment must not let their guard down!" ”

"Yes, General!"

When the staff officer left, Chen Tian raised his hand again and glanced at his watch, there were still more than 2 hours before dawn. Just 10 minutes earlier, the landing flotilla from the Normandy area had appeared in the field of view of the shelling fleet.

"Can I get some breath on the bridge now?" Staying in the cabin all night long, Tatsuten felt a little stuffy.

"Your Highness, you'd better wait another quarter of an hour, the smell of fire outside is very pungent now, and the air is no fresher than inside! Besides, the view from the inside is no worse than from the outside! Scheer stood up and walked to the left porthole, since the battleship had been advancing at the time of the bombardment, so an hour earlier the shelling fleet had turned southwest of the beach, and all the main guns had just fired a salvo from the port side of his battleship. Bonemouth Beach is blazing, as is Brighton Beach, about 100 miles to the east.

"When the sun rises, maybe the whole world will be shocked by what is happening on this beach!" Chen Tian hoped that the flames of the explosion and the ensuing fire would burn all the lives on the beach in Bonemouth, and then his soldiers would be able to get on the beach without any problems, but this hope was obviously unrealistic, many British soldiers and artillery were hiding behind the breakwaters and cliffs and hills behind the beach, and the low ballistics of the battleship guns could not destroy all those bunkers and fortifications.

The entire Bonemouth beach is more than 4 kilometers wide, and the wide flat area is only about 1 kilometer wide, of which about 700 meters are located at the westernmost end of the beach and the remaining 300 meters are at the easternmost point of the beach. The beach is less than 100 meters in the wide area, and the rest is made of earth and stones. There is also a small pier at the eastern end of the beach, which is no more than 200 meters long, which is usually used only for fishing boats and yachts, and small cargo ships can barely dock.

The beach in the flat area of Bonemouth is between 100 and 150 metres deep, followed by a 3-metre high breakwater, a gentle slope of more than 500 metres and a continuous hilly terrain of no more than 300 metres, while the town of Bonemouth is built on the hills and the flat ground behind the hills. The terrain near the beach is high in the south and low in the north, which means that you can control the hills and overlook the city from a commanding position.

With the exception of the 1 kilometre wide flat area, the rest of Bonemouth Beach is cliffs. However, the cliffs here are not really steep cliffs, but steep slopes of about 70 degrees. The height of these steep slopes is between 10~40 meters, most of which are only about 20 meters high, and the bottom of the steep slope is 200 to 300 meters of mud and stone beach, and the beach is only 100 meters from the bottom of the slope at high tide.

The abundance of soil and vegetation on the slopes of these steep slopes meant that with the help of ropes, zha pills and other tools, roads could be quickly opened for infantry to pass, mortars and disintegrated artillery could be passed through the steep slopes with the help of simple machinery, and a few sections could be blasted out of special "roads" for tanks to climb.

In addition, there was the only man-made road from the beach to the top of the steep slope, which could only accommodate a tank or armored car, but the British could destroy it at any time with zha medicine, and it would take a lot of sappers and a lot of time to repair it.

"Your Highness, your air force has begun to return home!"

Admiral Scheer followed the humming sound from far and near to the sky, but there were only navigating airships in the night sky, and it was difficult to see the flying objects powered by one or two propellers from below.

Chen Tian walked slowly to the porthole, and the slightly darker shadows in the sky were probably swarms of German planes. On this day, the Luftwaffe took the role of a toy-like wooden structure and cloth skin aircraft to the extreme, and once it had an all-metal aircraft with a longer range and a larger payload, the future combat capabilities of the Luftwaffe were limitless.

"7,500 people, we did a great thing! These brave soldiers crossed the English Channel and also crossed the beach defenses of the British. If the range of the plane and airship is enough, we can even airdrop them directly to Birmingham, and King George will be surprised to close his jaw! ”

"They are indeed the bravest warriors of the Empire, and that is where our naval guns cannot support them, and they must use their weapons to face enemies who are multiple, tenfold, or even a hundred times their own, and perhaps cavalry with incredible speed! Your Highness, are they going to hold the airborne landing site until the landing force goes to join them? May these warriors hold out until then! Scheer rarely admired the non-naval forces, and in his opinion, the army and air force with superior quality and weapons should have won, but this time the airborne forces were at an absolute disadvantage.

"No, General! They won't stay there stupidly and wait for a large number of British troops to go and encircle and suppress them! Their role is to disrupt the normal deployment of the British army headquarters, so that the British troops in other places cannot get closer to the beach in the first place! Regardless of whether the British have already judged that we have landed in Bonemouth, I think that by this time our airborne troops have already departed from the airborne site! "With Chentian's character, he would not bet his treasure entirely on a fake commando team that went to confuse the other party, and the worst plan is that the British have already discovered the paratroopers parachuted in Woodtown, and have judged that Bonnemouth is their landing site, in which case a large number of British reinforcements should now be moving towards Woodtown and Bonnemouth.

The most precious time at this time is none other than time.