As the commander of the British Expeditionary Force, Lord Gort inspected the current situation of the troops immediately after another air raid by the Luftwaffe.
It had to be said that the troops that appeared in his eyes now did not look like an elite force at all. Gott even thought that if he told others that the survivors who had just escaped the German bomber attack in front of him were
No one would believe it even if they were soldiers belonging to the first-class troops of the British Empire.
Medical soldiers carried stretchers and transported the wounded in an endless stream. The temporary hospital at the port was overcrowded, and even the halls, corridors and open space of the remaining buildings in the Dunkirk Port were filled with wounded people covered in blood.
Health workers were performing emergency treatment among the wailing and screaming crowd. Many of the seriously injured patients had already died in despair with their blood-stained faces raised, their eyes wide open, before the health workers even arrived.
Morale has dropped to zero.
Not to mention Lord Gort as the commander-in-chief, even an ordinary junior officer could confirm this after seeing this - the British Expeditionary Force has collapsed!
Now, as long as even one armored unit of the German army rushes in front of them, these desperate people may immediately raise their blood-stained hands and surrender without hesitation.
Things have actually developed to such a bad level now?!
Lord Gott is not just a mediocre person who follows the crowd. On the contrary, being sent to lead the entire British Expeditionary Force, his abilities are actually among the best in the entire British Empire.
He graduated from the famous Harrow School and the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst. He also served in the highly decorated 1st Regiment of the British Guards and participated in the last world war, and was awarded the Victoria Cross in that world war.
Medal, known as Tiger Gott.
The British Army, which has always been ridiculed by European countries as a powerless sheep, has a general with the nickname "Tiger". This alone is enough to illustrate Gott's perseverance and bravery.
But even such a recognized outstanding figure among the British army generals is now powerless and can only sit back and wait for death.
In fact, the day before yesterday, when he heard that the German armored forces finally stopped their oppressive attack, he almost cried. He even thought that it was his inner prayer that moved God, so God made the Germans' brains collectively twitch and stop.
Aggressive pursuit.
However, Lord Gott did not have time to be happy for too long. The next day, he immediately heard the news that the German armored forces had resumed their advance. What followed was the bad news that the Kingdom of Belgium had surrendered and the 20-mile defense line was suddenly opened.
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How about this? As soon as someone gives people a little bit of hope, they immediately fall back into deeper despair.
It is simply extremely cruel torture!
"Do you still have troops there that can continue fighting?" Lord Gott asked Brooke, commander of the British Expeditionary Force's Second Corps, in a low voice.
At this time, he himself couldn't figure out which troops still had morale and could be used, so he had to consult his subordinates.
"There are no troops left to fight in the Dunkirk area. Everyone is looking forward to getting on the transport fleet returning home as soon as possible and escaping back to the country as soon as possible." Brooke shook his head and said regretfully: "Don't mention the soldiers.
Not interested in fighting, even many officers have begun to think of fighting. I can’t even imagine that these scared soldiers are all from the most elite troops in the British Empire.”
In the "Generator Plan", the transport fleet responsible for leading them back home had arrived last night. Due to the chaos, they only transported less than 1,000 British officers and soldiers and 0 French officers and soldiers in the whole night.
During the day, a little order was finally restored, and the German planes flew over immediately. Amidst the trembling sound of the Stuka's dive whistle, the soldiers who were already frightened immediately fell into chaos again.
, pushed and trampled. Those who were hit by bombs were pushed to the ground and trampled by their own people, causing countless casualties.
That bunch of rubbish from the Royal Air Force kept saying in their telegrams that the people they sent to cover the army were all elite pilots, and that their fighter planes ranged from Spitfire and Hurricane single-seat fighters to Dauntless two-seat fighters to Harbin
"Texon" bombers, bi-wing "Swordfish" torpedo planes, and even armed reconnaissance aircraft were all deployed to Dunkirk, and they would definitely defeat the German Air Force over Dunkirk.
As a result, for the whole morning, Lord Gott basically only saw Royal Air Force fighter planes acting as aerial target drones for the Germans. There must have been 100 of them shot down one after another. And the Germans were shot down.
As for the planes that landed, there would definitely be less than 20 planes even if we calculated everything!
Well, now, the French Army, which is known as the strongest in the world, has been beaten into a dog in front of Gott. The British Royal Air Force, which has always claimed to be the strongest in the world, has also been beaten to disgrace. I heard that some time ago,
The "invincible" Royal Navy of the British Empire was also defeated by a German squadron in Norway.
Gott didn't understand that with the battle going like this, who in his camp could muster up the courage to fight the Germans again. The three world leaders in sea, land, and air were all completely destroyed by the Germans. The enemy on the opposite side was really
Is it possible to defeat?!
Not to mention the French allies, anyway, the British Expeditionary Force commanded by Gott himself in Dunkirk has used all the planks, wooden beams, and even the wooden goal posts that can be found to board the ship.
A temporary springboard was used. Military trucks were also sunk one by one on the beach to serve as a temporary trestle extending into the sea.
Weapons and ammunition, guns and cannons were thrown everywhere. What everyone was thinking about was to get on the ship.
What? Who is going to fight? Whoever wants to go will go. Anyway, they have no intention of going to war.
"Oh, that's right!" Brooke suddenly said to the fascinated Lord Gott: "Our army's 3rd Division has not yet withdrawn to Dunkirk. Not only has it not withdrawn, they have built a simple field position at the front to provide us with
Block the German attacking forces."
Who else can organize a sniper war?!
Gott obviously felt a little incredible. Even he had given up all resistance actions in despair and began to resign himself to fate. There was such a division commander who could have such a strong view of the overall situation and lead the troops to defend the perimeter and buy time for the large troops to evacuate.
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This person is worthy of a heavy responsibility!
"The commander of the 3rd Division...is Major General Montgomery, right?" Gott nodded thoughtfully: "He was the one who refuted the French commander-in-chief named Gamelin not long ago.
He should leave sufficient strategic reserves. I am deeply impressed by him."
"Yes, that's Major General Montgomery." Brooke responded: "He is the most capable of all my subordinates. Before the war, I often discussed the overall situation with him. From many discussions with him
I found that he often has some good original insights. Maybe this time he can really win a miracle for us."
A miracle? Gott suddenly felt a little ironic. In the end, the majestic British Empire's army could only pin its hope of escape on a miracle...
