The Sea Lion project is still a work in progress, but Green's claim that the British Air Force in the southeast will be defeated in four days, and that all British Air Force's plans to be wiped out in four weeks have undoubtedly come to naught.

A month had passed, but the British Air Force had only risen to intercept the German bombers when they were trying to bomb their key targets, and had not engaged in large-scale frontal combat with the Germans, which also annoyed Greene.

Of course, the Imperial Air Marshal also resorted to paratrooper airborne warfare, which had been tried and tested on the European continent.

However, the British Royal Air Force pilots and anti-aircraft gun guards have improved their shelling accuracy and marksmanship more than one step in recent times.

At first, when the sporadic German paratroopers appeared on the beaches of England, they would still panic and be nervous, but gradually they became accustomed to it.

The paratroopers, lacking in size and follow-up supplies, are like meat buns thrown to wild dogs, doing nothing at all.

An airborne soldier named Markle knew this very well, because when he landed near Newbury, fifty miles from London, he looked left and right and realized that he was the only one who had landed here, and his companions did not know where the wind had blown away, but what could a man do behind enemy lines? He doesn't think he's a superman.

Markle had no choice but to fantasize in his mind that the actions of the follow-up troops would save him.

He hid in the dense bushes on the edge of the town, and after a few days no one noticed, but the dry food and water that Markle had brought with him had been eaten in only one day, and he could only pick some unknown wild fruits from the trees to satisfy his hunger, but this could not fill his stomach at all.

When he hid in a tree until the eighth day and still did not wait for follow-up reinforcements, he finally made up his mind that yes, he was going to surrender.

But surrender is not so simple, Markle climbed down the tree, found a path, and planned to surrender to the two cyclists, but the two of them sped up like ghosts, and bypassed Markle, who was described as withered and thirsty, left and right, and ran away without a trace.

"Hell...... Don't run, I'm here to surrender, look, I'm a German, your enemy, please send me to the police......"

Markle chased two steps, but he couldn't catch up with the two bikes.

In desperation, he simply sat on the side of the road, and soon he waited for a man on a motorcycle, but this guy reacted faster, and when he saw Markle from a distance, he immediately flicked his tail in the same place, the front of the car rotated 180 degrees, and he fled.

"Don't run away...... Look at me, send me to a prisoner of war camp, please......"

Markle stretched out his trembling hand, unable to hold it any longer, and fell headlong in the middle of the road in a whirlwind.

He would never have imagined that as a proud Imperial Airborne Soldier, he would starve to death on enemy territory, which was really humiliating.

Finally, an English noblewoman driven by a private chauffeur pulled up in front of him.

The woman, dressed in a court dress that seemed spotless, wore a wide sunhat with ruffles, and a tulle hanging down her face, stood beside Markle and looked down at the thin German, with no panic or surprise.

"Get him in the car."

"Yes, Miss Margaret."

Moments later, the noblewoman pulled Markle and his pistol, along with sixty rounds of ammunition, and went to the local police station.

This is the end of his mission for the heroic and proud Imperial Airborne Soldier, and Markle's encounter is the same as that of almost all Airborne Soldiers, who are unable to cross the barrier of the English Channel, and these paratroopers alone are simply a farce.

"Green, it's been a month now, I hope you remember your promise to me, all eyes are on you, I think your plan must be accelerated, increase the scale of the air strike! Carry out continuous strikes! From today onwards, don't make any more useless attempts, we must let the enemy know that we are powerful! ”

Grind bowed his head in front of Hitler, his face flushed, and he himself was very angry, the enemy's air force was always avoiding them and did not dare to engage them head-on, although they also blew up and sank some ships on the sea, but that did not help their overall plan at all.

In fact, the Nazi intelligence services made a fatal mistake, or the "nail" buried in their intelligence services on purpose, and they ignored the outstanding contribution of radar to the defense of the entire island.

With the financial support of Zhou Yu and the Longxing Chamber of Commerce, the British side built more than 50 new coastal radar observation stations on the island, which can measure the position and range of enemy planes 100 miles away.

However, the Nazi Germans did not detect these observation stations, nor did they think they could be of much use, and although they did symbolically attack, they did not actually blow up the radar observation stations, which seriously hampered the air raids for nearly a month.

Of course, the Germans continued Operation Sea Lion, but they planned a series of strike missions codenamed "Operation Eagle Strike".

Green touched his nose at the meeting, looked at his senior generals with a blue face, and said: "The Führer ordered our air force to destroy the enemy, and we will carry out a series of powerful strikes against this target to ensure that the ground forces will drive straight in!"

Remember, this time we don't care about the damn ships or how many planes they have, we're just going to pour out our anger and give the enemy one last warning by handing out leaflets before then! ”

That night, several German bombers flew over the southern part of the island, but instead of dropping bombs, they distributed leaflets into the air, which were Hitler's translated speeches entitled "The Last Reason."

The Germans distributed leaflets in order to demoralize the British defenders and the local population, keeping them in constant panic.

The Nazi German army was quite good at this series of psychological warfare, and these leaflets, which seemed to have no offensive power, did cause a lot of panic among the people and the low-level soldiers.

On another Monday, after several days of light rain, there was a brief period of good weather over the English Channel, with good visibility, and the "Eagle Strike" operation officially began.

With the help of Nazi intelligence, the Germans marked several bombing sites.

As soon as one of the German flying squadrons entered the interior of the area, it spotted the target on the mark, which was the Pessivan radar station.

Under the command of Martin's central defender, the Mercedes-Schmidt aircraft with two 500-kilogram bombs hanging from its wings began to climb upwards with difficulty, finally reaching the required height, and then made another big turn, closed the throttle, lowered the nose, and swooped down towards the target.

When the pilot skillfully made the dive bomb throwing maneuver, the follow-up aircraft did the same, dropping the bomb at the target at the same time.

It was as if a storm was blowing out of thin air on the ground, and all eight bombs they dropped in a row hit their targets, the British radar station with its slender antenna was completely destroyed, and the connecting tower fell to the side with a groan.

"Mission accomplished, return~"

At the same time, the three battalions of the 51st and 54th German Bombardment Aviation Regiments, with a total of 63 bombers, attacked seven radar stations near Ventyur in Portsmouth Harbour and completed their initial mission.

However, they did not know that this bombing of the British radar station was deliberately leaked out of "beer", and the British only made preparations one step in advance, and those radar stations had long been abandoned, and they also built a new radar station on the island of Wight day and night while the Germans were bombing, which made the Germans mistakenly think that their bombing had achieved its goal, but they never thought that one foot had fallen into the enemy's trap.