But the Air Force is not omnipotent after all, and the Air Force does not have the ability to fight at night in this era, so no matter how powerful the fighters of the Chinese Empire are, they can only stay in the airport obediently as soon as the sun sets. So this time became the best time for the British army to counterattack.

So there was such a situation on the battlefield, during the day, the Chinese army, under the cover of the air force and tank armored forces, launched a fierce attack on the British army, occupying one British position after another. In the evening, the British launched a large-scale counteroffensive to regain the positions lost during the day, and so on and so forth, the two sides fought fiercely near Crowley for three days, and it was always difficult to distinguish the winner.

At the same time as the fierce fighting, the two sides were also constantly increasing their troops to the front, and in these three days, the total strength of the British army on the line from London to Crowley exceeded 1.5 million, and no less than ten lines of defense were laid out to defend their capital, making a desperate struggle. As early as after the defeat of France, the British government had considered moving the British royal family and government offices out, but at this time most of the British colonies were occupied by China, and if the British government moved out, there were only two options, one was to move to Canada, and the other was to move to South Africa. But the Chinese army had already conquered Alaska and penetrated deep into Canada, so Canada was not safe. The situation in South Africa was similar, the Chinese army captured North Africa, and then the Chinese army and the German army launched an attack on the British and French colonies in Central Africa and other places, so it was not advisable to move to South Africa. Just when the British were hesitating to move out, the Chinese army had already launched an attack. At this time, the British had to make two preparations, on the one hand, they mobilized all their strength to fight to the death, hoping to turn the tide of the war and defeat the attack of the Chinese. On the other hand, preparations have begun to be made to move to Canada, and if the British government moves to Canada, it will at least be able to survive for a while with the United States on its back.

During these three days, the Chinese army was also constantly increasing the number of troops in the British Isles, but fortunately, the English Channel was relatively narrow, and there was no problem for ordinary ships to make two round-trips a day. Moreover, the Western Expeditionary Army also dispatched a Qiē ship to transport soldiers to land on the British Island. Whether it's a warship or a cargo ship. Or fishing boats, motorboats, as long as they could transport people across the English Channel, were all requisitioned. After three days and three nights of strong luck, about 700,000 troops were finally transported to the British Island, plus the 200,000 troops that had landed before, the total strength of the Chinese army that had landed at present had reached more than 800,000.

"Knock knock~!" With a muffled sound, one after another flares shot into the air, and the dazzling glare produced by the flares instantly engulfed the darkness. The entire battlefield was lit up as if it were daylight.

Amid the earth-shattering shouts of killing, groups of British soldiers rushed out of the trenches and pounced on the positions of the Chinese army. They sacrificed their lives and forgot to charge, but in exchange for a roaring rain of bullets.

"Da Da Da Da~!" In the roar of the machine guns, a dense rain of bullets was fired, and the British soldiers fell one by one like wheat that had been cut down. But when one group falls, the next one will continue to rush up, attacking like a wave. Wave after wave, continuously. Faced with the crisis of losing the country, the British are also desperate this time.

"Hit~! Give Lao Tzu a hard beat~! On the battlefield, Ge Lin's eyes were red, and he had entered a state of madness. Holding machine guns, he kept shooting desperately at the British who rushed up.

It's no wonder that Ge Lin is so crazy, Ge Lin's troops are one of the first to participate in the war, a brigade of more than 5,000 people, and now there are less than 2,000 people left. Almost every day, there were thousands of casualties, looking at the comrades around him, one by one fell in front of him. Even Ge Lin, who was already accustomed to life and death and war, couldn't help but fall into a state of madness.

"Kill~!" Ge Lin roared angrily, and once again sent a rain of bullets, sweeping the oncoming British troops to the ground. The magazine was empty, and Ge Lin skillfully pulled the empty magazine down, picked up a new magazine next to him, replaced it and continued to shoot.

He doesn't even remember how many British soldiers he killed, and he doesn't know how many magazines he emphasized, but as long as an enemy rushes up, he will completely destroy them with his machine gun. So repeatedly repelled the British army's charge after charge.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, but the British army finally receded like a tidal wave, and the battlefield gradually returned to calm, only the mountains of corpses proved that what happened yesterday was not a dream.

The British army finally retreated, and Ge Lin couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, lying in the trench, the bullet casings piled up next to him like a hill, collapsed instantly when they were pressed by Ge Lin's heavy body, making a loud noise. At this time, the sun jumped out of the ground and gave out a warm rays of sunlight that dispelled all the darkness of the world.

Lying in the trenches, feeling the warmth of the sun, and suddenly feeling his eyelids as heavy as a thousand jun, Ge Lin tried to stay awake, but his efforts ended in failure, and the world turned into darkness again.

"Brigade Commander~! Brigade~! Wake up! The guards came to look for Ge Lin and found that Ge Lin had passed out, and when he saw the scabbed bullet holes on Ge Lin's body, the guards couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Someone~! Someone's coming! Hurry up and send the brigade commander to the field hospital~! Hurry up~! The guard shouted hoarsely.

"Mah! Lao Tzu has fought for so long, and there has never been a time when he has suffered such heavy losses like this time! In the headquarters of the Twelfth Group Army, Song Laohu roared loudly like an angry tiger, "In three days, 50,000 or 60,000 casualties, so far, one division commander and three brigade commanders have been killed, and several more have been wounded. More than half of the 45th Army has lost more than half of it, and it has been basically disabled! These shitty Brits are really desperate. ”

"Hey~! And no wonder! The British are dying now! Can you not be desperate? As long as we survive these few days, our main forces will all land, and then the end of the British will come. The chief of staff said with a frown.

"Whew~!" Song Laohu let out a sigh of relief, trying to keep his cool head as much as possible, "Is Zhou Tie Dan here?" ”

"I've already informed him to come to the headquarters, he should be there soon!" The chief of staff whispered.

"Hmm~!" Song Laohu nodded and stopped talking, and at this moment Zhou Tie was really a little wolf at this time, his hair was messy like a chicken nest, and the Nizi military uniform on his body also had many burnt holes, and his face, which was not white, was even blackened by the smoke, but the two stars on his shoulders were shining, obviously just wiped. (To be continued......)

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