"Our 3rd Regiment, which has the most powerful combat power, has been surrounded in the east by the German amphibious landing combat troops! Should we dispatch support troops to assist them in the battle now? Commander!"

When the British 3rd Regiment was in danger, Daglish, the Army division commander stationed in the English Channel, immediately reported to Viscount Gott.

"How many troops do we still have not been killed and injured by the German Air Force and those missiles?"

Viscount Gott asked frownly.

"Originally, our troops stationed in the English Channel had only one and a half divisions, but now after the crazy felt bombing of the German army and the double attacks of their airborne troops and amphibious landing special forces, our army troops have less than three regiments left!"

"If even the 3rd Regiment, which has the strongest combat power and the most well-equipped weapons and equipment, is surrounded and annihilated, then we will only have less than two regiments left to call!"

"That is to say, if we have not arrived before reinforcements to support us, then there is little time left to be defeated in total!"

After taking a deep breath, British military division commander Daglish took a careful and bold report.

"You go and discuss with Chief of Staff John! I will go to the front line to conduct command and combat work immediately. Even if I want to die on the battlefield, I will fight to the last drop of blood like a brave British Empire soldier!"

Viscount Gott tightened his fist and made up his mind to fight to the death.

"Your Excellency Commander, you can't do this well! It will be very dangerous, and if something happens to you, I'm afraid I can't explain it to Chief of Staff John and Prime Minister Churchill?"

But the teacher Dalglish opposed the Tao.

"I won't die so easily. Go and give the Chief of Staff John the latest battle situation report! Check if he has any good combat proposals, or where our reinforcements have arrived now?"

Viscount Gott waved his hand and said.

"But this..."

The division commander Dalglish faced Viscount Got, whose determination to die, wanted to speak but stopped talking.

"Go quickly! We don't have much time to waste. If we don't find a way, we may all die here in battle, or we will be captured by the German army!"

"If that were to happen, then would you choose which one? Surrender? Or die in battle?"

Viscount Gott's eyes narrowed and said immediately.

"Okay! I understand, I'll report to Chief of Staff John right away! Be careful, I'll come and fight alongside you, Commander!"

The teacher Daglish nodded immediately.

"Go! I hope he has good news for us! Without reinforcements, we will throw away the English Channel!"

Viscount Gott responded irritably.

Then they parted immediately, and Viscount Gott immediately led his guards to the defensive position of the 2nd Regiment in command vehicles and trucks to prepare for the German attack.

As for the defense zone of the 3rd Regiment, I can't go even if I want to.

Because the fourth round of German bombing began again, it was concentrated on the remnant defensive positions of the British 3rd Regiment and the dark bunkers. The bombing was shaking and resounding throughout the night sky, making people frightened.

"It seems that our third group will be beaten away soon. Are we going to die here tonight?"

"It's so hateful! How could these damn German troops attack so quickly!"

“We were not ready for the fortifications, and even reinforcements were directly attacked by them before they arrived!

"Damn it! I'm unwilling to be defeated like this!"

Listening to the increasingly fierce sea and air bombing of the German army, Viscount Gott roared angrily at the German fleet that was bombing in the night sky.

Unfortunately, no matter how angry or unwilling to fail now, the German Scud missiles and bomber groups were still mercilessly facing the remnants of the British 3rd Regiment, which was tenaciously resisting the German troops.

At that moment, the disadvantages of the remaining British troops stationed in the English Channel became worse and worse.

"Boom! Rumble..."

"Captain! Let's evacuate here quickly! The German large-scale bombing is becoming more and more fierce. If we don't evacuate here, we may all be wiped out here!"

When facing a large-scale bombing that was as fierce and rapid as a storm, the remaining officers and soldiers of the British Third Regiment were panicked and searching for cover to avoid the bombing.

At this moment, the first company commander Dozail shouted hoarsely at the commander Smith beside him.

"I want to retreat too! But we have been looking for the German troops from all directions to surround them and are making dumplings and killing them. How can we break through?"

But the commander Smith was so depressed that Luo Jidao said.

"Then do we really want to die here in battle? I don't want to die! I also want to go back to London to meet my family!"

Company commander Duocaer said panic.

"If you are so afraid of death, then surrender to the Germans! This is the only chance you can survive. Otherwise, after the large-scale bombing of the Germans is completed and once their army launches a general attack, we may all be wiped out here!"

"Unless there is a miracle, or our reinforcements can get here!"

"But I think after we all died in battle, there will be no reinforcements that can reach the English Channel in a short time, because the German attack was too fast, and they were looking for strong soldiers and were prepared!"
Chapter completed!