The previous British patrol team naturally won't gain anything, but Cullen and the others will also have to face a more closely scrutinized British outpost. For this group of daring German soldiers, some British posts could be bypassed, but others were flanked by barbed wire and minefields.

"Let your soldiers be careful, everyone try not to talk and make small movements when they get to the front of the outpost, and do not rule out the possibility of exchanging fire with the British!" Cullen turned his head and whispered to Tobias in English, "Better forget that you speak German!" ”

Tobias quickly passed on his words, and he gently unbuttoned the holster at his waist in order to pull out the revolver as quickly as he could.

For a well-trained unit, an order was quickly passed from the head to the end, and Second Lieutenant Siggett made the final confirmation. The commando soldiers pulled the strap of the rifle on their backs with one hand and the small British canvas backpack at their waist with the other, and their Wilbury revolvers were hidden in the small backpacks used by the British army to carry their miscellaneous items.

In addition to the small canvas backpacks, according to the standard equipment of the British Army, these soldiers also had canvas belts, canvas slings, water bottles and canvas bullet bags, bayonet sets, etc., plus it was winter, everyone looked bulging.

Before the "F Company of the Fore Infantry Regiment E" approached, the searchlight column on the checkpoint had already begun to scan back and forth over the well-equipped team. Tobias observed from a distance, there were about 15 sentries at the post, and there were no heavy weapons such as heavy machine guns, and it seemed that the British had deployed the few machine guns to the defensive positions in front. For such a group of sentinels, Tobias's commandos could easily be wiped out, but the sound of gunfire was very bad for the operation.

The two British sentries walked about two meters in front of the checkpoint and signaled for the other to stop, and Cullen immediately stopped the team five or six meters from the checkpoint.

"Sir, your credentials!" Seeing that the other party was an ordinary British Army unit, the sentry did not remove the rifle on his back. At least so far, no infiltration of this magnitude has been detected in the UK itself, but there is always a first time for everything.

Cullen quickly pulled his credentials out of his jacket pocket, and according to the very old-fashioned plot, the sentinels naturally did not find anything wrong with the spies being more like real documents than real ones.

"Thank you! Mr. Captain! I hope you'll forgive me, but I've never heard of the Fore Infantry Regiment, and I don't know where your troops are stationed, but at least not in our zone! May I ask where your troops are going so late, and is there any order to redeploy the defense? The sentry looked serious, but there was no doubt or reproach.

"Corporal!" Cullen glanced at the sentry's uniform, and quickly recognized his rank, "We were transferred from the north of England the other day, and we were woken up in our sleep two hours ago, and our superiors ordered us to rush to Brighton Beach overnight. Oh, it's still going on there! ”

Indeed, the guns were burning from the south, and the German fleet was still ravaging the British coast.

The British sentry thought for a moment, "Please wait a minute! ”

With that, the guy walked towards the sentry box, and soon he picked up the phone inside.

"Everyone's ready!" Cullen squeezed a few words out between his teeth.

The commandos, including Tobias, all quietly placed their hands on the handle of Wilbury's revolver, and their movements were surprisingly consistent. For the German soldiers, time passed in this tense and suffocating atmosphere, and many of them sweated on their backs, even though it was winter. The damn British sentry was still talking to the phone, but the other British soldiers at the checkpoint hadn't changed, and the distant sound of artillery even dispelled everyone's sleepiness.

After about 2 minutes, the sentry finally hung up the phone and walked back. At this moment, the hearts of all the German soldiers were tense, but fortunately the revolver in their hands was not in danger of misfire.

"Damn it! The line of the headquarters can't be connected! It seems that the Brighton line is indeed under heavy attack! The sentry looked helpless and regretful, and he also took the initiative to stretch out his right hand, "Captain, good luck to you!" Teach those Germans a good lesson for us! ”

Tobias, who was standing behind Karen, was a little embarrassed, these Englishmen were so stupid and cute. Cullen looked very moved and heroic, and after shaking hands with the sentry and saying goodbye, he motioned for the "reinforcements" to move quickly. With some apprehension and rejoicing, the German soldiers passed through the checkpoint one by one. When they turned back, they could see the British sentries waving at them.

It was supposed that the German fleet was bombarding the coastal defense, and the further south it went, the more British soldiers on the road set out from their respective barracks to support the defensive line, and all of them looked like they were in a hurry, so the checkpoints at the back were not as careful as the first one, and the sentries just asked briefly and then waved their hands to let them go.

By the time the "Company E of the Fore Infantry Regiment" passed their last planned outpost, the blasts from the south had finally begun to subside, and it was already half past four in the morning. After more than five hours of shelling, the Scheer fleet finally left satisfied, leaving behind a group of British shore guards who wept silently.

Soon, Cullen led the assault team off the road and into a field, eventually hiding in a wooded area. Behind a bush, Tobias pulled out the English map and flashlight again, and talked to Karen. Siggett worked together to study it, while several commandos watched and watched at the edge of the woods.

"We're in this area now!" Tobias calculated the time and direction, and pointed to the map.

Cullen agreed with his speculation, "Yes! According to our previous observations, the temporary airfield of the British should be in this area! ”

"Do you know the number of defenders and the deployment of posts?"

"There should be thousands of people, including ground crews, but we only know that there are outposts deployed here, here, and here, and the situation inside cannot be known! We're afraid we'll have to act on the spot! Cullen said as he pulled out a sketch of a wooded forest surrounded by dots representing the British posts.

"So, lieutenant, your men are divided into three groups, you, me, and Siggett each with one group of men to enter the woods from the east, southeast, and south, and do their best to accomplish their task, whatever happens to the other groups. Be sure to withdraw from the battle before dawn and meet in the woods where we buried our stuff! If any group of people has not returned by 12 noon today, they will be deemed to have sacrificed their lives as a country! The rest were transferred immediately after 12 o'clock! Is there a problem? ”

"No problem!" Tobias and Siggett said in unison.

"Well, good luck to everyone! There are still about 2 hours before dawn, and we will set off in a moment! ”

At this moment, the arrogant British pilots were just tossing and turning on the marching bed, and the bombardment of the German fleet not only disturbed their good dreams, but also irritated the pilots who could not attack. They believed that George V was too conservative in the use of fighter jets, and that for those airships and heavy bombers that were not escorted by fighters, fighters could completely drive them away or shoot them down, and as for the German navy, British planes could also follow the example of German planes to attack from the air. However, without specialized bombs and torpedoes, their threat to warships was almost nil, and once they attacked and shot down a German airship or a German plane, then the subsequent German air power had a chance to find and bomb their airfield.

It was only after the explosions in the south had subsided that the British pilots returned to sleep, killing the Luftwaffe and Navy in a dream that they would never have dreamed of being attacked by German ground forces.

Not far from the pilot and their plane, two British sentries spotted a group of about 40 men approaching from a short distance, and when they shone their flashlights and found that it was a group of British Army soldiers, they relaxed and walked towards each other.

"You guys are that part? Why is it here? The sentries were not loud, lest they wake up the pilots who had been angry lately.

"I'm sorry, we were ordered to go to Brighton Beach for reinforcements, but we seem to be lost now!" Tobias spread his hands helplessly, and continued to approach the other party with a helpless expression. The two sentries were unalert to remove their rifles from their backs, while several commandos behind Tobias quietly clutched their bayonets in their hands.

"Just follow that road and head south for about five miles!" The sentinels spoke in a calm tone, and stopped four or five meters away from Tobias.

"By the way, I would like to ask you if you know of a place called Karan Village, where our troops will assemble tomorrow, I heard that it is near here, but I can't find that place on the map!" Tobias said as he pulled out a map from his canvas bag and made up a random place name, all he wanted was an excuse to get close to the two soldiers.

"Karan Village? Never heard of it! The two British sentries leaned over to each other, "Did you hear me wrong......?"

The two commandos crept around behind the sentry and slashed the sentry's throat with a single sword, and the poor sentry didn't even make a sound.

After bringing the sentry down, the commandos quickly turned off their flashlights and watched the surroundings vigilantly. The southern sky was lit red by the fire, and it seemed that the British fortifications near the beach were still suffering from the heavy fire after the shelling, but there was no loud noise in people's ears.

"Keep going!" Tobias commanded in a low voice.

The commandos then continued to swagger towards the location of the British temporary airfield, the grass used as a take-off and landing strip seemed to be empty, and the British had covered their precious planes with canvas and hid them in the woods or in hangars disguised as granaries and haystacks, and if it had not been for the spies who had ventured to detect this information, the Germans would not have been able to know the exact location of this airfield until the beginning of the attack.

In the other direction, Siggert and his group encountered a six-man British patrol.

"What do you guys do?" The leader of the group did not seem to have a good temper, and his voice was hoarse with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"What are you doing?" Siggett speaks with a fluent London accent.

"We're a patrol here!" The tone of the small leader of the British suddenly softened a lot, and in the eyes of these people, the officers from London were somewhat backstage.

"Really? Let me see your papers! Siggett's tone was full of pride and disdain, and he was a noble officer, which also made the other party more respectful.

"Corporal David. Smith? Sigurt said with a flashlight shining on the other party's face, the British leader was a little dizzy by the light, and the patrolmen behind him did not dare to make a sound.

"Corporal, are you a patrol in the neighborhood? So you don't even know who we are? What a dereliction of duty! We are a special patrol sent by the 4th Garrison Regiment in Brighton! Siggett reported the name of the patrol he had met before, and sure enough, the little leader was stunned.

"I see, what a faux pas!"

Siggert turned off his flashlight and shoved the little boss's ID back to him, "Forget it! Go on patrol! Don't do this kind of disrespectful thing to the chief next time! ”

Syllable......

Not far away, there was a crisp sound of gunfire, and the British soldiers in the patrol took off their rifles from their shoulders and turned to look in the direction where the gunfire came from, and the group of commandos led by Siggett also took out the revolver in their bags, at this distance, the advantage of pistols was far greater than that of rifles.

However, the British did not notice the actions of the German soldiers, and Sigurt had no intention of killing the British patrol.

"Corporal Smith, I'm afraid there's something going on over there! For the safety of the pilots, I order you to join us immediately to the pilots' camp! ”

The patrol leader hesitated for two seconds, then saluted, "Yes!" It's a pleasure to be with you! ”

Siggett nodded appreciatively, "Alright! Let's go over now! ”

So, the little boss led his patrol to the front, and the commandos of Siggett also saved themselves the trouble of finding their way, and the little boss also helped them solve the interrogation of several groups of sentinels along the way. Siggett felt that after the success of this operation, he should give this David. Smith awarded an Iron Cross.

However, Sigurt did not despise the intelligence of the British, after all, no one had encountered a group of Germans disguised as British soldiers in the British mainland, and no one thought that the German army could penetrate from the well-defended coastal defenses, so the vast majority of British soldiers were not very vigilant in this regard.

As for the gunfire just now, it was when Cullen's commando team killed two British sentries when they were spotted by another British outpost, and the sentry fired a warning shot before his throat was cut. By the time the other British patrols arrived, Cullen and the others had disappeared into the woods. No one knew who killed the three British sentries, but the area became noisy, and British soldiers began searching for some of the "saboteurs" who tried to get close to the plane. It's just that many British soldiers didn't expect that the "British patrol" that had just passed by them was the murderer.

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