Imperial Overlord

For 4 days in a row, no decent supplies have arrived, and the British mainland is gloomy. The German navy's broken engagement came into effect, and the British navy could only struggle to cope.

Jersey, a large British island closest to the French coastline, has been the foremost defensive position since the French surrendered and handed over the west coast to the Germans.

The United Kingdom has about 2,000 people stationed on the island. Although there are not many troops, this is all the troops that the British Army can draw out now.

It turned out that although Germany frequently attacked the British mainland, few aircraft came here to drop bombs. Because there are not many targets worth bombing here, only a small town called St. Helier.

Destroying this place can't change anything, and the British Navy maintains sea control, so the supplies delivered here are enough to consume everyone on the island.

But recently, the transport ship seems to have forgotten the important base of the Channel Islands. For half a month, the British transport ship has not replenished food and various materials here.

Putting down the binoculars in his hand, a British Army soldier in charge of observing the sea sighed and looked at his companion standing listlessly beside him.

They were ordered to meet any intruding enemy here, but the enemy did not come, and the motherland seemed to have forgotten their existence. As if banished, they became little forgotten characters in the war.

"I heard that we have to save enough food to eat until the middle of this month." When a few British soldiers were on guard, the most they did was gossip.

No one will stand there dryly, watching the sea is definitely a boring job. Therefore, everyone will find opportunities to pass the time, at least to deal with the long suffering of standing guard.

A soldier subconsciously touched his jacket pocket, only to find that he had no cigarettes in his pocket. The last time the ship came, there should have been a ration of cigarettes, but the person above informed that the ration of cigarettes and alcohol had been cancelled.

Even, milk and candy and other items are gone. They only have flour in reserve, and they must save money and persevere until they don't know the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

Although the Germans did not block the island, the British transport ships did not come by themselves. So the effect is exactly the same as being blocked.

Embarrassed, he put down his hand that took out his cigarette, and the British soldier sighed again: "Damn, who still has cigarettes, I've run out of them."

His companion looked at him like a fool: "What do you think? You tell me whose cigarettes can be kept until this time?"

Yes, everyone is an old smoker. After you get your cigarettes, you can support them for a week at most, and you will be completely clean.

Snuffing his nose, adjusting to the cold sea breeze blowing on his face, the British veteran suddenly saw what seemed to be something on the sea in the distance.

So he picked up the binoculars hanging around his neck and looked into the distance. Then he saw a mast and a huge bridge that was already above sea level.

"German battleship!" He subconsciously shouted loudly, scaring his companions to the point of almost dropping the rifle he was carrying on his back.

The two of them used this bunker to observe the sea surface on weekdays.

Now, both saw the German battleship in the distance. Although I couldn't tell what model it was, it was definitely a warship, not a civilian merchant ship or something.

"Hello? Hello? Command? This is the observation post j! This is the observation post j! Can you hear me?" The British soldier who had used the phone behind him to call the command headquarters, hurriedly called the telephone receiver again and again.

Soon, without any surprises, the phone was called. He pinched the receiver and reminded the phone loudly: "The German battleship! Right in front of the observation post j! Yes! They are rushing towards us!"

"Maybe it's not just rushing towards us," murmured the commander of the observation post J, who had just been called and rushed to his position, holding a telescope.

In the sight of his binoculars, above the German battleship, a plane like a locust was rushing in their direction.

"Don't hesitate! Raise the battle alarm! We're running out of time!" The officer put down his binoculars and shouted loudly to his subordinates.

It took about two seconds after he shouted, and the man who finally came back to his senses rushed to the alarm and pulled down the door.

The long and sharp alarm sound of "woo woo woo" began to echo throughout the British positions, and the British soldiers who were washing in the barracks immediately became busy.

It was originally just a quiet morning with no difference, but everything in front of me seemed to be ruined by the sudden appearance of the German ** team.

Not long after the siren went off, the first Stuka dive bomber had howled down from the clouds and aimed its nose at a reinforced concrete machine gun bunker.

On the ground, the tracer rounds rushed towards the plane one after another, rubbing the skin of the plane and flying past, and the Stuka was not idle, the cannons on the wings were spewing flames.

Tracer rounds fired from the cannons also rushed to the ground, drowning a British anti-aircraft machine gun position in front of the nose of the Stuka bomber blocking fire.

When very close to the ground, the Stuka bomber pulled up the bomb and dropped a heavy aerial bomb at the target. The bomb penetrated the ceiling of the concrete fortification, and then exploded inside.

The huge explosion blew up the surrounding concrete walls, tearing the people inside to pieces in an instant. The surrounding British soldiers collapsed, and it took a long time for someone to struggle to stand up.

On the morning of December 8, without a trace of conscription, the German army ventured to Jersey, the largest island in the Channel Islands, and fighting broke out at breakfast that day.

"What about the Royal Navy's battleships? What are they doing?" The British Supreme Commander on the island that had just woken up, a major general looked at the map and asked his staff.

"They are still preparing, but before dark, they can't be counted on. The German planes will sink expensive warships, and they will not take the risk." The staff spoke helplessly and said to his superior.

After asking this habitually, the Army major general realized that he would not be able to get support for the whole day today.

Everything has to rely on himself, and he has less than 2,000 defending soldiers in his hands. He looked at the map, and then pressed his hand on observation post j: "The Germans must be landing here, and the focus of their attack seems to be here."

"Sir, we basically don't have a reserve team." When the staff officer mentioned this matter, he was also only depressed.

With 2,000 people guarding such an island, it would be too difficult to arrange some defense lines around the island, not to mention some reserve teams.

There are no decent heavy weapons on the island, but there are artillery turrets. Unfortunately, the cannons above are obviously not suitable for modern warfare.

If you use it reluctantly, it can be used, but the artillery should be careful and try to avoid letting these artillery explode.

Just when these British soldiers found their positions close to the coastline, all kinds of strange transport ships were already spread out on the sea.

The most classic landing operations in World War II, military-loving friends must be familiar with it. Some people admire Operation Overlord, and some people love Okinawa and Saipan in the Pacific Ocean.

However, no matter which landing, the footage in the movie or documentary is a blockbuster American landing craft, bravely rushing to the shore against the waves.

However, it is a pity that Germany could not make up or build so many landing craft, so this landing, no matter how carefully planned, is also a civilian landing operation.

There is no way to compare with the local tyrants, and the landing battle in Germany looks a bit bitter. Some shoal boats can be driven to the shore, but they can only put down the gangplank at the bow and let them wash up on the beach.

And some other German soldiers landed in the assault boats used when crossing the river. There are also boats that some soldiers are riding on and have to stop at a distance of more than ten meters from the shore, and then the soldiers can only wade ashore.

In cold weather, British soldiers wore overcoats, while German soldiers, in order to be as flexible as possible, had overcoats on transport ships behind.

Just like this~www.wuxiaspot.com~ While the British soldiers were stunned, the thick wooden board of a shoal boat was pushed out, and then fell to the beach due to gravity, becoming a huge gentle slope.

Immediately afterwards, the German soldiers jumped onto the planks one by one from the deck and rushed towards the beach.

"Tutu! Tutu!" Without the slightest politeness, the machine guns of the British Coast Guard roared like this, and the tracer bullets flew towards the springboard on the opposite German ship, smashing the German troops above into a sieve.

Blood splattered everywhere, and soon a blood mist formed. One by one the German soldiers fell, and then one after another rushed to the springboard.

For the first time, the somewhat numb German soldiers who had been tempered by the exercise faced the real landing battlefield. Although they thought they were ready, after seeing everything in front of them, they realized that they were not.

The German soldiers wading ashore fell one by one into the sea, some were still struggling to stand up, and some were engulfed by the sea.

When they just landed, before they had time to rush to the place where they changed clothes like the exercise, they were hit by the bullets flying from the opposite side and turned to cry. (.)