After Weygand's defense line was breached, the French cabinet was completely in disarray. They began to lament that God had abandoned France. The German army had already launched a campaign to outflank the capital. The political agencies now had to choose to stay here and fight with them.
The Germans will fight to the end or choose to evacuate immediately to preserve their strength and continue to command the resistance.
All cabinet members immediately chose the latter, and without even half a minute or even the usual bickering at cabinet meetings, France's leaders decided the fate of the capital.
Of course, it is not that no one thought about holding on to Paris. However, when General Pierre Herring, commander of the Paris garrison, came to the army headquarters to take office with the firm belief that he would shed his last drop of blood for the Republic, he found that this was completely
Wei Gang made a bad joke with him. This army group is a complete joke.
And if he wants to rely on the remaining defeated troops in Paris to hold Paris, that is even more of a joke.
When General El Herring counted the strength of his troops, he found that he only had less than 10,000 troops, two hundred small-caliber anti-tank guns, hundreds of machine guns of different calibers, and thirty light tanks.
With the lack of ammunition and low morale, the army could defend a city as big as Paris, even if their great Emperor Napoleon crawled out of the tomb in the basement of the Invalides to take command personally.
He lay down just once more, and the brave general finally gave up the idea of resistance completely, ordered the soldiers to start implementing the political decision, lay down their weapons and surrender to the Germans. The French waited and waited, just as they were counting in boredom.
While waiting for the ants, the Germans finally arrived. They marched in swan steps, carrying Mauser 98k rifles, and drove into the undefended city in the Panther tanks that once made French soldiers frightened.
After the Germans entered the city, it only caused a lot of excitement at the beginning, but only three days later, Paris began to calm down. They seemed to have begun to adapt to the occupied life. This is
In Paris, the French have adapted to this rapidly changing world at an astonishing speed. They are usually full of Gallic chicken-like reserve and pride, but once their living environment changes, they will immediately show unparalleled tact.
As for the philistines, this may be one of their survival skills. After all, this is not the first time that they have been ruled by foreigners, but they never imagined that in addition to the Germans, there is another army in France.
Heading towards France.
A mighty fleet arrived from the vast Atlantic Ocean. This fleet was facing the scorching summer heat and was about to sail to France through the Strait of Dover. In the strong wind, high-spirited flags were flying.
At the base of the fleet, this is a huge fleet consisting of two aircraft carriers, one battleship, two heavy cruisers, four light cruisers, dozens of destroyers and eight R-class submarines.
The arrival of this formation came from a personal order from Su Tong. In order to welcome back China's cultural relics and the great ideal and plan of vacating the Louvre, Su Tong ordered the Pacific Fleet to come out in full force and make sure to keep all these things safe.
shipped back to the country.
After receiving the order, Chen Shaokuan did not dare to neglect. He decided to personally lead the team to France. He vowed to show those Europeans who usually have a higher level of vision that China is no longer the country that allows them to bully China.
There is also a powerful navy that can intimidate the enemy.
On the beach in Dover, Sergeant Henderson was sitting on a rock, letting the waves beat against the rock beneath him. Next to him was a bottle of brandy that he had managed to obtain. Returning from the Dunker retreat
It has been several days, but Henderson is still often awakened from his dreams by that nightmare. The roaring planes and roaring tanks have become the main theme of his dreams. Now he can only rely on the scorching sun during the day to
Alcohol can numb yourself.
Now, he has become the head of a checkpoint guarding the beach. His daily job is to watch the beach to see if any German warships are coming.
"Oh, this is such a fucking easy and scary job." Henderson grabbed the wine bottle next to him, only to find it was empty, "Oh damn, can't I even anesthetize myself?"
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"Damn it." Henderson grabbed the bottle and stood up. He was about to throw the bottle away towards the north. Suddenly his expression became a little dull, and the hand holding the bottle was raised high above his head. Like
It’s amazing that a kamikaze soldier held an explosive pack and wanted to blow up the bunker above his head but couldn’t find a bamboo pole.
"Leo, Leo, come here quickly," Henderson roared loudly on the beach with a trembling voice, "come quickly and see what's ahead."
A young private ran over quickly, stared at the vast sea for a while, and replied in a different voice than in peacetime: "Boss, it looks like a fleet."
"Pop!" a crisp crackling sound sounded. Henderson glared at Leo, who was holding his head and about to cry out in pain: "You idiot, why are you still standing there? Why don't you go and sound the alarm?"
"Yes" Leo immediately turned around and ran towards the shabby checkpoint pavilion next to him as fast as he was entering a bridal chamber. Soon, the shrill alarm sounded over the port.
Far away on the sea level, under the scorching sun, a huge fleet was heading in their direction, and there were more than a dozen small black dots in the closer sky heading towards them.
The alarm from Dover Beach was quickly transmitted to the London Combat Readiness Command. Ten minutes later, twelve Spitfire fighter jets from Bamler Airport in the UK immediately took off and flew to Dover Beach.
"Report to the general, we are flying towards the unknown fleet and we expect to reach the fleet in ten minutes."
"Immediately find out the nationality of this fleet and their purpose. You must remember that they must not be allowed to board the beach of the British Empire. The centuries-old honor of the British Empire must not be destroyed in our hands."
"clear"
Captain Lem, the leader of the group, led the flight formation through the sky at a low altitude of 600 meters, but they soon discovered that twelve aircraft were flying in front of them. This was a type of aircraft that Captain Lem had never seen before.
The carrier-based aircraft were very fast, and they soon came face-to-face with Captain Lem and the others.
"God, is today April Fool's Day? Or are we experiencing a collective hallucination?" Exclaims came from the public channel one after another. At this time, they had already met the plane coming in front, and a plane passed in front of Captain Lem.
Then, the mark on the fuselage was clearly reflected in Captain Lem's eyes. It was a red flag with a blue sky and a white sun.
Lem opened the public channel with trembling hands, "Please note, please note that this is the territorial waters of the British Empire. We are the Royal Air Force. Please report your identity, purpose and purpose immediately."
At this time, a burst of harsh English sounded in Captain Mueller's earphones: "We are the Pacific Fleet of the Navy of the Republic of China. We have been ordered to go to France. We are currently passing through the Strait of Dover harmlessly. Please get out of the way. Repeat,
Our Pacific Fleet of the Navy of the Republic of China is currently passing through the Strait of Dover harmlessly. Please move out of the way. Any behavior that is hostile to us will be regarded as an attack by us, and we will take necessary measures."
During the call, Captain Muller discovered that the other party's aircraft had flown into his flight formation, and the two sides had completely mixed together, squeezing the formation that had little space.
"Oh, whatever these bastards want to do, they will crash at any time."
"This lunatic is too close to me, can anyone help me drive him away?" pilots exclaimed on the channel.
"What do you want to do?" Captain Lem's shocked and angry voice sounded on the channel.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Royal Air Force, they will be over our fleet soon. We are just doing this as a precaution." Lem clearly heard the joking tone in the other party's words.
"You bastards, don't forget that this is the territorial waters of the British Empire." Lem was so angry that his voice changed its tone.
"I'm sorry, this is for the sake of our mutual safety. I don't want any of you to be too nervous and cause your fingers to press some buttons that shouldn't be pressed." The joking voice continued.
While talking, a huge fleet appeared in the eyes of Captain Muller and his colleagues. What a huge fleet it was. Next to the two majestic aircraft carriers was a huge battleship. Muller swore that he
He had never seen such a large battleship in his life. He was certain that even the King George V-class battleship that was being built, the pride of the British, would definitely not be as huge as this battleship.
"God, is this the Chinese Zhenyuan?" Muller, who had heard that the Chinese had added two new largest battleships in the world, looked a little straight.
This huge fleet consisting of two aircraft carriers, a battleship, heavy cruisers, light cruisers and dozens of other battleships stunned the proud pilots of the British Empire.
In the center of the fleet, from the decks of the two aircraft carriers, more and more planes were taking off. They quickly arrived next to Captain Lem's formation. The densely packed aircraft surrounded Captain Lem's formation all the way.
I accompanied these British guys to fly twice over the fleet, and finally accompanied the Royal Air Forces in a friendly way back to the sky above Dover Beach.