"Boss, the latest news, the Germans have bypassed the Maginot Line and slaughtered from the Ardennes Forest to Paris, and the Anglo-French forces are completely vulnerable in front of the German mechanized troops, and they retreat again and again!"

Marven hurriedly ran to Xie Sancong, holding a stack of the latest battle reports in his hand, his expression looking quite anxious.

"What? The Anglo-French alliance was so vulnerable? What a waste ......."

Xie Sancong took the battle report and quickly browsed it, only to see that it was written one by one:

[The Germans made a detour south of Moore, and the two Panzer Corps of Dieller and Kleist established a bridgehead between Sedan and Namur, and the French Ninth Army retreated on all fronts. 】

[German armoured forces approached Saint-Quentin and threatened the rear communications of the French 1st and 7th Armies and the British Expeditionary Force, and General Giraud of the 7th Army was captured. 】

[General Wei Gang succeeded General Gan Molin as commander-in-chief. 】

[The Germans had reached Abweyl and built a defensive bridgehead there, Boulogne and Calais fell, and General Björt of the First Army Group was wounded in a car accident and died two days later. 】

[The German Sixth Army broke through the line of the French Sixth Army between Troyes and Sand, crossed the upper Loire the next day, and the city of Dijon fell. 】

[Guderian's Panzer Motor Division had cut off the British Expeditionary Force's communications to the south, cutting it off entirely on the English Channel coast, between Graflin and Newbert. 】

Seeing this, Xie Sancong didn't want to look any further, every one was bad news, every one was an urgent military report, and each one indicated that France had retreated on all fronts, and it was only a matter of time before Paris was captured.

"How do the inhabitants of the city of Paris react now?"

Xie Sancong asked.

Marven said with a bitter face: "Of course, the family can run away, the residents here have not faded from the memory of the last war, and the fear brought to them by the Germans has once again surfaced in their hearts, no wonder they will be defeated so quickly, boss~ Let's pack up and withdraw quickly." ”

Xie Sancong stood up, sorted out all the information in front of him, and said: "Come and help me burn all these materials, and those that can't be taken away must be burned, if the Germans see these things, it will be extremely unfavorable to us." ”

"Good!"

At the same time that Xie Sancong and Marven hurried to burn the materials, nearly 400,000 British and French troops had been forced to retreat, and all of them gathered on the harbor bay near Dunkirk.

To make matters worse, however, the port of Dunkirk is an empty sandy beach with no fortifications or buildings, and if the Germans send planes to bomb them from the sky, these people will be like live targets.

On the other hand, the German army has been approaching Dunkirk from the west, south, and east, and the commander of the armored forces, Guderian, has recently won consecutive battles, and it can be said that he is in the limelight, and no one can stop him.

On this day, just after the morning light, the bleak dark clouds were gradually falling towards the junction of sea and sky, getting thicker and thicker, under the black clouds, on the long empty coastline, the British and French troops with no fighting spirit gathered here, waiting for the next order from above.

In fact, they themselves don't know what they are waiting for, maybe they are waiting for a ship to pick them up, or maybe they are waiting for death.

In the streets behind them, the vanguard of the German army and the motorized units had already been killed, and the soldiers in charge of the rear of the hall began to attack each other, and the sporadic gunfire rang out again and again, accompanied by the occasional screaming and quickly subsided.

Fortunately, the large German forces and tanks had not yet arrived, otherwise these people on the beach would have become bowling pins waiting to be hit, and there was no resistance at all.

Paul climbed through the window into an unoccupied house, was lucky enough to find half a pack of cigarettes in the living room, lit one, closed his eyes, and began to swallow the clouds.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, hurriedly raised his gun and traced it to the window of the other bedroom, only to see that two more soldiers had stumbled into it, and they saw that they were friendly soldiers, not enemies.

He lowered his gun and looked at it for a while, then shouted in surprise: "Hasen, York, it's you!" ”

Hearing his voice, the two soldiers first nervously raised their guns, and then smiled on their faces.

"Hey ~ Paul ~! I didn't expect to meet you here, and when the army was scattered, we thought you were dead. ”

Paul walked over to high-five the two teammates and pulled out two cigarettes and handed them over.

"I thought I was going to die, but Lady Luck favored me, didn't she? God knows how long we're going to have to wait on this damn beach, and if anyone is going to pick us up? ”

The man who was shouted "Hassen" by him immediately lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and said: "Whatever, since the first day I was sent to the front line, I thought I was already a dead man, and I had to die early and late anyway, I don't think my luck can be good enough to live until the end of the war~ My father, my father's father, and my father's father all died on the battlefield, and I should also die on the battlefield, this seems to be the fate of our family." ”

Hasson laughed to himself, and the man next to him, York, pinned the cigarette behind his ear, and instead of lighting it immediately, searched the room until he found half a pencil, and he smiled as if he had found some treasure, and began to write something quickly in his notebook.

Paul glanced at it and said, "York reporter, you are still so dedicated, you have already come to this point, what else is there to record?" ”

York, whose hair was tangled and his beard was unkempt, raised his head, closed his notebook and said, "You don't understand, if a gun is a soldier's necessity, then a pen is a reporter's gun, and we must always record everything that happens on the battlefield, just like I did before." ”

That's right, this reporter named York is the one Zhou Yu met in the black mine when they were still in the Chinese labor camp, and now he is enthusiastic and has become a war correspondent, following the British Expeditionary Force to be stationed on the front line, witnessing the inexplicable "sit-down war" throughout the whole process, followed by the rout all the way, retreating, and finally stopping until there was no retreat at this time.

"York reporter, you are literate and knowledgeable, can you tell me what so many of us are waiting for here? I think it's better to turn around and build a defensive line and fight with the Germans. ”

Hasson's words also piqued Paul's interest, and both looked at York.

York put away the unused pencil and said solemnly: "You can't say that, war depends not only on blood and bravery, but also on using more brains, this is the difference between officers and ordinary soldiers, the things considered are different, we just have to act according to orders."

But I think it is much wiser to retreat at this time than to fight to the death, not a few hundred, not a few thousand, not tens of thousands, but nearly four hundred thousand! If you fight hard, can you fight the tanks and armored vehicles of the Germans? And their Air Force.

Of course, this answer is in the hearts of each of you, and now we can only stop the German army by withdrawing from the British Isles, through the English Channel and Britain's powerful navy.

I used to know a Chinese man, he said, 'stay in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood', the victory or defeat of the military is often happening, no one can predict the future, as long as there are people, we have the opportunity to take back everything we have lost, this is hope.

Moreover, if Britain can be removed and reorganized, these nearly 400,000 people are experienced veterans, and instead of re-recruiting and training new soldiers, these talents are the most valuable asset! ”

After listening to the analysis of the York reporter, Paul and Hasson glanced at each other, took a puff of cigarette and said: "A reporter is a reporter, and he looks at things differently from us big soldiers, just like you said, retreat is the best and only choice for us now, but how to retreat?" There are 400,000 people here, and it would be good if the few small broken ships parked in the harbor could carry a few thousand. ”

The Yorkie reporter's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, looked in the direction of the English Channel, and muttered: "Don't be afraid, no problem, I got the news from a friend before, that gentleman has made arrangements in advance, he seems to have foreseen everything that is about to happen in Dunkirk today, we are not without reinforcements, someone has silently made preparations." ”