In Northern Ireland, the Port of Belfast, adjacent to the capital, is the largest port in the six counties of Northern Ireland.
At a glance from the coast, you can see rippling blue waves, and at the end of the field of vision, the sea and the sky meet, as if there is no way out under the sky. Turning over the world map, the strait between the island of Great Britain and the island of Ireland is just like a small square on the world map.
A narrow river.
In the eyes of Lieutenant Bibbeye, who had just landed on the island of Ireland, the narrow strait was not the safe barrier the government claimed it was; it was just a ruthless ditch that separated him from his home.
In the midst of hesitation, Bieber suddenly remembered "The British Empire Never Admits Defeat" played all day in his new base, "Difficulties are temporary, we will eventually win the final victory", "We have already made foolproof preparations, so don't worry.
", "This is not a contest of arms, but a contest between the spirit of the British and the material of the Germans. There is no doubt that victory in this contest will belong to the United Kingdom"... and other slogans.
Bieber has long been tired of hearing these words. Everything is just a self-deception and comfort for the government in a corner. The dawn of victory has never really appeared, and Bieber can't figure out how long the top brass will hide behind this "safe" strait and linger.
Before Bieber crossed the Channel with the large army to Northern Ireland, he experienced a difficult battle.
In that battle, the German army was attacking fiercely, and the British army was retreating steadily. The passionate declaration of victory before the war, with the blowing of the war horn, seemed like a comic failure show. The sky belonged to gunpowder smoke, and gunpowder smoke was accompanied by blood.
The smell of death and fear enveloped the entire land. Fierce gunfire and screams on the battlefield, and the fresh life was instantly reduced to nothing.
A few days ago, Bieber was still holding the gun barrel tightly in the trench, his mind went blank, he could only aim and shoot, following his instinct to eliminate dangerous enemies one by one.
At that time, he couldn't think, because thinking would awaken fear and cowardice. But it wouldn't be long before the person next to him would be hit and lie down on top of him.
Bieber remembered that he had subconsciously glanced at the man who was approaching him. A bunch of bullets had pierced his forehead and neck. The blood wet his dirty hair and made it look sticky.
The man's fingers clenched his fists as if trying to grasp the passing life, and then slowly relaxed...
Bieber suddenly remembered that he had met the man in the previous base, but everything was over. Even if they met, they were just smoke in the past. The fierce battlefield gradually became calm, and when he saw the other man slowly evacuating, he felt relieved in his heart.
He took a breath, and after a while, he retreated to the base at the rear.
But the once beautiful home is no longer there, leaving nothing but devastated scars.
"I miss home." The melancholy voice of another soldier who was standing guard on the coast with Bieber interrupted Bieber's meditation.
"Even if we go back now, all we will see is ruins." Bieber said with some frustration.
"Lieutenant, don't be so pessimistic. At least the Germans can't hit us now. We'll fight back when we're ready to drive away the Germans." The homesick soldier was very optimistic. He must have been brainwashed.
Bieber couldn't bear to attack this teammate who had obviously been seriously brainwashed by some passionate speeches, so he did not continue the topic.
He has lost all his relatives in the war. For him, there is nothing in this world that he misses anymore, so he seems so pessimistic. How long can he go, and how long can Britain go?
However, he was too lazy to tell others about his sorrow. After all, the deceased was like this, and no matter how much he talked about it, it would only increase the sorrow. People who have left will never come back.
"Damn it!" Bieber cursed heavily: "That warmonger Churchill has obviously been arrested by Commander Gott, why do we continue to suffer this kind of crime!"
He couldn't figure out why Britain continued to follow Churchill's established path since Churchill, the sinner who started the war, had been ousted.
"We should make peace with the Germans, and then pay some price to end this war." From his own perspective, with the thinking of a little person in the war, Bieber said to the homesick soldier: "In this way, you
, I can go home, to my hometown where there is no war."
These days, Bieber is really tired.
Although he temporarily escaped from Great Britain and fled to the island of Ireland with the large army, he lived in a corner. However, the fatigue in his heart never disappeared.
Bieber couldn't see hope, he couldn't find any idea of a bright future that could convince him to fantasize about it.
It’s time to surrender, yes, it’s time to surrender!
Surrendering to the Germans is no longer a shameful thing in Europe, because it is so common.
The weakest countries such as Denmark surrendered in just one morning. The strongest France did not survive six weeks.
Why can't Britain surrender just because that fat guy Churchill declared "never surrender"? Nonsense!
The British Royal Navy, as a symbol of the "Empire on which the sun never sets" and one of its magic weapons, is unquestionable in terms of value and weight, as well as its role and status in history.
However, such a heavyweight magic weapon failed to prevent the Germans from crossing the English Channel. Even earlier, this magic weapon lost its power.
Not to mention the British Royal Air Force, they couldn't even protect their own radar stations, let alone a duel with the German Air Force.
As for the Army, now that Bieber is in it, he has the deepest understanding. He really doubts whether the army he belongs to can really defeat the German police force?
"Compromising" when you are strong can be called charity, but when you are weak, it can only be called humiliation and surrender.
This involves the face issue of the British Empire. For a gentleman, the face issue is above all else, especially the British gentlemen. You can say that they want to save face and suffer, but they are indeed like this.
But the key point is that gentlemen are only a small group of people. The greater number are ordinary people like Bieber who hope to end the war. In their view, it is better to be embarrassed than to lose their lives.
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"Compromising" when you are strong can be called charity, but when you are weak, it can only be called humiliation and surrender.
This involves the face issue of the British Empire. For a gentleman, the face issue is above all else, especially the British gentlemen. You can say that they want to save face and suffer, but they are indeed like this.
But the key point is that gentlemen are only a small group of people. The greater number are ordinary people like Bieber who hope to end the war. In their view, it is better to be embarrassed than to lose their lives.
