Chapter three hundred and ninety seventh pressure mountain
"Look at this telegram..." General Alexander, who had just become the commander of the British Expeditionary Force, received a report of the North Sea defeat from the domestic Admiralty - the third hour after he officially took office.
The Navy's home fleet suffered heavy losses and was unable to cover "Operation Dynamo", so it was forced to shrink the remaining warships in the North Sea and retreat to the port.
After receiving such news, Alexander even considered finding a pillar and ramming himself into it.
His predecessor, Lord Gott, after leaving such a mess, he actually flew back to China and was suspended and tried?
After losing the war, he was able to return home first, but he, who had made no mistakes, had to stay in this ghost place, Dunkirk, and coexist and die with the position.
Coexist, your sister! What kind of bullshit logic is this?
The meaning of the Admiralty is very clear. Without a ship, we can't protect you. If you want to return home, you have to find a way on your own.
However, without the cover of the warships, wouldn't it be nonsense if the remaining 180,000 people still want to take the transport fleet back to the country? The Germans only need to send a small cruiser fleet to evacuate the remaining 180,000 people without any warships.
The covering transport formations were all annihilated at sea.
For such a huge transport fleet to escape detection by German maritime reconnaissance planes is undoubtedly a fantasy. But if it cannot avoid German detection, wouldn't letting the transport fleet set sail mean sending the people on board to die?!
At this time, whoever stays in Dunkirk will be taken advantage of. Gott is lucky to take the first step. But it is tragic for Alexander, he has no chance to leave!
"General! German paratroopers were found in the east. They attacked the blocking position we established from behind and have succeeded." A chief of staff of Alexander's headquarters who followed him when he was commander of the First Army couldn't help but
He reminded: "At this time, the German armored forces have no obstacles and can rush to our headquarters at any time."
No one can understand Alexander's current pain except himself.
What is this? Is it so deceptive?
"Let the troops on the beach waiting to board the ship and evacuate stop waiting in vain." After thinking for a long time, Alexander only came up with this one solution: "Tell them that because of the loss of sea support, the transport fleet will not come to pick us up.
Now all troops can only return to their combat positions and prepare for defensive operations."
Let those neatly defeated troops who were eager to return home, had no intention of fighting, and had even discarded their equipment return to the battlefield to fight against the elite German paratroopers? Alexander's instructions were clearly felt by even his staff.
unrealistic.
"General, it may be difficult to bring these troops back to fight..." A combat staff officer who was younger than most of the people in this temporary command room took two steps forward and walked in front of Alexander.
I bite the bullet and stutter my report.
"Yes, the troops piled up on the beach are now not only in disarray, but also difficult to find the corresponding officers to mobilize them." Alexander's adjutant couldn't help but remind himself at this time, the old man said: "Besides, many of them
People, in order to reduce the weight of boarding the ship, have already discarded their weapons and equipment everywhere. Even if we really mobilize them now, they are still a group of soldiers who mostly have no weapons to use and cannot stop the German attack."
In Alexander's current command post, there are only a few people who can find out our own strengths, and there are only a handful of people who can find out our own weaknesses and shortcomings. The battle has been fought like this, and to be honest, all of them are shortcomings.
Ah, who can blame this?
Most of the officers in the command post were transferred by Alexander from the military headquarters where he was in the First Army of the Expeditionary Force. Alexander knew his subordinates very well, even the entire ally of Belgium.
When the army surrendered, all of his subordinates were still extremely optimistic.
But today, things have indeed developed to the point where there is no hope. There are no reinforcements on land, and the retreat plan at sea has been suspended. The British Expeditionary Force in France is now a truly lonely force.
The outcome waiting for them can only be destruction!
Alexander's heart at this moment, just like his name, was really "under great pressure". The troops he commanded were indeed elite troops, but that time was a month ago!
The current expeditionary force is a defeated army, its morale has been shattered, and its commander has been replaced before the battle. How can it still look like an elite force?!
A staff officer who still wanted to report bad news took a step forward and wanted to point out, like his previous colleagues, what was wrong with the commander's idea of mobilizing beachhead troops. However, before he could speak, Alexander, who noticed what he was thinking, grabbed the commander.
The staff officer's uniform collar widened his eyes and shouted loudly: "What else do you want to say! Is it so interesting to find my fault? You know that it was a group of defeated troops, but I, a lieutenant general, don't know that?!"
After exhaling two heavy breaths, Alexander gritted his teeth and said in a depressed tone: "You said, after leaving the more than 100,000 defeated troops at the beach, what other troops can I mobilize? Transfer all the officers from my headquarters to the front line.
Are you going to block it?!"
In a state of emergency, General Alexander, who was of medium to fat build, usually amiable and polite, and respected by countless officers, could not help but roar like a lion at this moment.
He was not an idiot. How could he not know the simple and easy-to-understand truths that the staff officers could see. However, his duty forced him to do everything possible to fight and deal with the German army that had already gained the upper hand.
Yes, the more than 100,000 troops at the beach have become "Five Scum". But as the supreme commander of the British Empire Expeditionary Force, even if he knew that the remaining men under his command were "Five Scum", Alexander still had to send them to stop them.
The German army. Otherwise, once the position is lost, he will have no way to explain to the country.
"It's all because of those idiots in the Admiralty that they were beaten into disgrace by the newly established German Navy. Are their daily trainings all about playing tricks?! Building a large number of warships for them is simply a serious waste of defense funds!
"After being exposed, Alexander, like his predecessor Lord Gott, vented his inner bad emotions by accusing and cursing the navy.
Unfortunately, blaming the navy could not change the status quo after all. Alexander's abuse neither aroused the fighting spirit of his subordinates nor gave him a feasible plan.
"Commander, we can't go on like this!" A staff colonel who originally worked under Gott and now follows Alexander, the new commander, suddenly stood up nervously at this moment: "Since the road back to the north has been cut off.
, then you should command the entire army to break out to the south immediately, and work with the French First Army to get in touch with the French troops in the south!"
