Since landing in England, the German Army has not stopped dispatching follow-up troops to the island. Until one week after the British announced their surrender, there was still one regiment of Army troops being sent across the strait every day. The opinion of the German Headquarters is that until the situation in the UK is fully stabilized, the absolute force of the British mainland must be suppressed. Even if the negotiations are completed, Germany should retain the necessary number of occupying forces in the UK to maintain German control and deterrence potential. Opponents.

The Dover area has become a huge material distribution center. The Germans have used almost every level of open space in the area. The ruins of war in the urban area have been basically cleared under the hard work of prisoners of war. A group of simple warehouses were built on the original site of the dilapidated walls to store supplies transported from across the strait.

The city residents who were previously detained by the Germans were placed in a few undamaged communities. The Germans only set aside an area for citizens to allocate their own houses. The original city government files were destroyed by the war, and the Germans also engaged in It is unclear who the original owners of those houses are and whether they are still alive.

To be honest, the adaptability of the British is very strong. They soon became accustomed to starting life under the management of the German army. Most people got a job with the German army. The German army really needs a lot of extra labor to complete the Suitable for soldiers to do work. Especially a part of the original terminal staff, they are well aware of the port of Dover, and some technical problems will soon be resolved satisfactorily with their help.

But the Germans did not feel that they had received the gratitude of the British. They still could see contempt and hatred from the eyes of the British on the street from time to time. This is Dover. Although the Germans' bombardment is accurate, it is inevitable that some of the shells will be lost. Like the heavy artillery with a caliber of more than 300 mm, a shell can hit two or three blocks and hit the killing center. In the area where there are no corpses, there are no corpses.

Because a large number of archives and documents were damaged in the city government, the British never calculated how many Dover citizens died in the war. The British can only use the information given by the Germans. Germany draws a rough figure from the convergent bodies and the confessions of some people. From the d-day to the surrender of the United Kingdom, there were about 4,000 civilians killed and missing in the Dover area, which had occupied the remaining 30% of the civilian population in urban areas.

It is conceivable that those who survived may not let go of the hatred in their hearts for a long time, and even spread these blood debts to their descendants. However, the Germans did not care about this at all. The continuous victory gave the Germans strong self-confidence and self-esteem at this time, and the German Propaganda Department played a big role in it.

"For the British, we can't relax our vigilance at all times. Under their obedient appearance, there is always an unrelenting heart buried." von Reichenau stood on the remaining fort of Dover Fortress, holding the old hand Battlements. Overlooking the busy Dover harbour under the mountain. As the German forces extended towards the interior of the United Kingdom, Dover’s throughput began to soar rapidly. The port has reached the limit of bearing, and now there are several transport fleets waiting in line on the sea outside the port. In fact, there are many excellent ports in the south of England, but they are not as geographically advantageous as Dover and Folkestone.

"The Navy is looking for ways to clear the Thames channel, when the material transport fleet can go directly up the river to London." Reichenau's adjutant stood next to the general with a telescope.

"Is my car ready?" Reichenau asked back.

"It's ready to go at any time."

"Very well, we set off and can't let the head of state wait too long."

Just when the future British emperor rushed to see his head of state. On the opposite side of the pilot club at Friedrich Air Force Base, a lively reception is in progress.

"I just ran straight down at that time. I thought I could easily kill each other. I didn't expect that the Italian was a master. At the last minute, I made an anti-Yin Maiman roll..." The Air Force's first special teaching brigade Lieutenant Nemo, the number one ace, gestured his flight, and nearly knocked over the beer in the hands of a friend.

"Hey, be careful, you daredevil." Lieutenant Dior Sarah quickly changed hands.

"I'm sorry. Dior. By the way, you were there at the time. Come and tell them what you saw later." Nemo patted the wingman's shoulder. Then he picked up his beer from the bar behind him and lifted his head to take a sip.

"Oh, that Italian guy's skill is indeed superb, and Lieutenant Nemo was almost scared at the time." Lieutenant Sarah said with a serious face, which caused the surrounding pilots and beautiful waitresses to coax laughing out loud.

"Hey, you guys, how can you make up." Nemo complained loudly, staring at his teammates.

"Okay, okay, I just made a joke. At that time, the two Italian planes were at a height of two kilometers. After Nimo and I assigned the targets, we launched a dive attack at the same time. We originally thought that the two It was a g50 arrow, and it turned out that it was the m200 thunderbolt when we got close. This aircraft is an open cockpit, and the Italians discovered our raid at the last minute. Just like Lieutenant Nemo said just now, he attacked Italy. The long plane did a half-roll dive immediately, trying to avoid Lieutenant Nemo's attack. But what he didn't know was that our plane rolled faster than they did, so..." Sara patted the bar with his palm Desktop.

"That guy became the 34th record of Lieutenant Nemo."

"Hi, it's the thirty-fifth." Nemo yelled loudly.

"Okay, okay, thirty-fifth, I really can't take you." Lieutenant Sarah waved his hand carelessly, causing another burst of laughter.

"Why are you two guys still drinking here! Let's find it hard. The lesser corrections are looking for you at the base. She ordered you to meet her in the briefing room immediately." At this time, a pilot wore a full set of equipment and entered the officer's club. He surprised and shouted loudly at the two colleagues surrounded by the crowd.

"Hey?! What happened. Nemo, what did you do?" Sarah hurriedly put down the glass and asked as he looked at his long phone.

"I didn't do anything...should."

"What should it be, my God... sorry everyone, we are in a hurry now, and we will talk again next time." Sara grabbed Nemo's shoulder and separated the crowd and hurried towards the club gate.

"Have you not found your two men? Are these two guys really reliable?" Lieutenant Colonel Kirsten sat gracefully on the sofa in the pilot briefing room. Looking at the pilot information in his hand.

"Worney, don't you believe my vision yet. These two are just the best pilots in my brigade. Their flying skills are impeccable. They have a special understanding of flying. They can even be said that these two are for air combat. Born to be born." The captain of the first special teaching brigade, Leitpanu von Sprague Air Force, defended his men on the side.

The Air Force major is a blond Germanic beauty. To facilitate the wearing of a flying cap, she shaved a boyish flat head, and the lines were slightly tough. The first impression is that she is handsome and handsome. Her figure is tall and well proportioned. The perfect model can be used as a model, so the popularity in the flying team is always high. It is the goddess of all single pilot dreams... Ah no, it is the Queen.

Now the major feels a little embarrassed. In front of his friends, there will be such a flaw. Isn't this indirectly saying that he has no management? She secretly decided that no matter what the result was, the two guys Nemo and Sarah must have a good look at the anger of Her Majesty the Queen. Which one should I use first? Scarlet Poison Needle or Forgiveness of Goddess of Dawn?

"Retty, it’s not that I don’t believe you. It’s just that the head of state personally ordered it. It is still a military secret of the empire. You can imagine how many people in the headquarters are staring at this thing. I know you are not very happy, It’s really confusing to transfer you and your best pilot at this time, but I assure you. This is definitely a great opportunity for you."

"What opportunity?" Shi Boru turned around, blinking at the lake's blue eyes and looking at his girlfriend.

"A performance opportunity that can impress the head of state, I can't disclose too much. I can only tell you that this is part of a huge plan, and your performance will be the most direct attention of the head of state, and your actions will be recorded by someone. Down, these reports will be sent directly to the head of state." Kirsten threw the information to the seat beside him.

"These are the last two. After the interview is passed, I will set off for London. You and your staff will soon get written orders."

"Understood, Warni, let me take care of everything. I won't let you down. You know I'm von. Shi Boru." Shi Boru lifted his chest, proudly like the Valkyrie in Nordic mythology.

"I know you can't be beaten by anything, Shi Boru. By the way, do any of you know anyone who is familiar with chemicals." Kirsten scratched the broken hair in his ear, turned his eyes and tried not to look The towering mountain of my friend.

"which aspect?"

"Medicine."

"This... I have one person in my hand right now, a pretty cute girl. I borrowed her from the Navy. It is a graduate of Heidelberg University and a pharmacist license. You need to see her now. Do you ask?

"Now? Oh, of course, if you can."

"No problem." Sporru walked to the phone by the wall of the briefing room and picked up the handset.

"I am Sparrow, pick me up in the infirmary, and look for Captain Adele Lessett to listen to the call."

At this moment, the two pilots ran into the briefing room in a panic.

"Reporter, Lieutenant Ainz von Nimo and Lieutenant Dior Sala are here to report." Lieutenant Nimo reported gasping loudly that the two pilots tried to stand upright.

"Shut up, let me stand against the wall first!" Sprague ordered aloud, and then leaned back to the receiver.

"Adele? Come to the briefing room, don't care about the work you have, there are important things to talk to you, right, now, right away." Hanging the receiver in a chic movement, Sporu slowly turned Turning around, he smiled grimly at the two quails shaking against the wall.

Still begging for votes, the cold was not good, but the respiratory tract infection was getting worse. I coughed all night yesterday, and I felt that my lungs were almost coughing out. Start using antibiotic treatment today, hoping to see results soon.

Thank you for your support and encouragement. (To be continued.)