As German troops penetrated into the city of London, the situation in the city became even more bizarre. The Germans didn't know what words to use to describe this situation. Commanders began to frequently ask each other on the radio about the progress of their troops.

"It's not occupation, it's settlement. Some citizens stood on the street to welcome us. They threw confetti and petals on my soldiers." A captain of the 27th Infantry Regiment reported to his superior. Obviously this officer, like his soldiers, dreamed that he would not see such a scene.

In fact, every German army that entered the slums of London was treated similarly. The German soldiers were somehow regarded as liberators and were warmly welcomed by the residents of the ground.

London is a huge city. Even if some children and elderly citizens have been evacuated, the city still retains at least 6 million residents. Because many factories and government agencies are concentrated here, a large number of workers and clerks are required to operate normally. Especially in the industrial area on the lower Thames, millions of workers are working hard here, such as the Royal Ordnance Factory, where the workers work 24 hours a day, even when the German soldiers are under the city, these workshops are still there. Cannons, tanks and rifles were produced for the British Army in short supply.

The working class in London has already endured Churchill’s wartime policies. They think this is a **** squeeze, but it has a majestic patriotic name. Every day they need to work for more than twelve hours, but they only get a pile of worthless promises from the company's top management and excess half a pound of flour on the supply card. The problem is that many workers are not single, they still have family members to support, They can't just watch their loved ones go hungry every day.

The food rations of the residents at the bottom have been reduced to an angry level, and many citizens have begun to sell the legacy left by their ancestors and go to the black market to buy rude food that they would never even glance at to fill the hunger. And in this case, people found that those nobles and gangsters can still spend their time in the restaurants of high-end hotels.

The citizens cannot express their anger, because all the violent machines are on the side of the rich. So when some outlandish remarks began to spread secretly, no matter how ridiculous the rumors. All have been sought after by angry people.

At this time, the various strata of London have been split into several parts, and the bottom layer is precisely the part with the largest number of people. At this time, London was actually like a gunpowder barrel with wires hanging on it. As soon as a Mars ignited, it would immediately be turned upside down.

It is impossible for the upper classes of Britain to see this crisis, but the general trend has already been created. Although the politicians have intentions, they can do nothing about it. What makes the parliamentarians, politicians, officials and the rich in London even more unexpected is that. Those invaders who made them hateful, eventually became the saviour of all of them under the guise of yin and yang.

However, the above is what happened in a few poor residential areas, and the German troops entering South London and the West Side have completely different experiences.

"Where is this place and where are we on the map." Lieutenant Shaker sat in the back seat of the barrel truck, holding a map of the city of London in his hand, and he asked an English on the front passenger seat. * Officer, let him point out the position of the troops again.

"That's Ruskin Park. Let's go down this road. Go straight to Camberwell Road and turn on the Volvo train, you can reach the National War Museum and then further south. It's the Thames." A British major, he tirelessly explained the captain of the storm commando. This is not only because of the task to be given to him by the superior, but also because of the ss logo on the opponent's badge and the rumor that this unit has direct access to the highest German army.

"We are going to reach the banks of the Thames before the 25th Armored Regiment, okay, and move on." Shaker beckoned to the troops behind him, and the 77th Storm Commando's convoy restarted and began to follow the British *The official-guided road is heading towards the most prosperous area on London’s South Bank.

Gradually, the houses on both sides of the street began to change shape, and the previous three-story apartment became a solid building with five or even six floors. Although most buildings still have a Victorian style. However, there are more decorative sculptures and brightly colored exterior coatings, and many use expensive stone veneers. Everywhere shows the glory and wealth of the heyday of the British Empire.

This is close to the core area of ​​London, with a large number of government agencies stationed. Museums, hospitals, banks and large enterprises. Of course, there are also many residential houses here, and the status of the residents is different, but most of them belong to the upper class, and the economic conditions and personal cultivation are completely different from the civilian class.

It can be said that these people were the most fierce in the beginning and were the most keen to fight against Germany. Now these noble people, huddled in their windows with fear, secretly observed the invaders swaying from the street through the gaps in the curtains.

Their boiling blood has long been quenched by continuous failures, most of them have become complete failureists, indulged in bars and restaurants all night, trying to find various stimuli, anesthetized with alcohol and drugs Hold their nerves, because only in this way can they forget their fear, and no longer worry about the future of the country and their future.

"God, it's SS, it's SS." Someone exclaimed behind the curtain.

Newspapers and magazines used to spend a lot of pages, devoted to this unique German army. In order to let British readers understand the brutality and evil of this army, the uncrowned king and writers of Fleet Street exerted their extraordinary imagination. Most of the stories are mixed with many "details". Anyway, decent families will never let The kind of things children read, but at the time they were very in line with the appetite of ordinary British readers, and received unanimous praise.

The Nazi SS is a machine without personal thought, the loyal dog of the German dictator, all made of thugs and hooligans. The perverts are formed in order to achieve their goals. They will not hesitate to kill innocent civilians, even babies and pregnant women... This brutal image has been deeply ingrained in the British minds. Therefore, when people see the white double lightning signs painted on the doors, one can imagine how scared they will be.

Some people quickly retracted from the window and pulled the curtains hard, as if to be isolated from the terrible army outside. However, some people reacted differently. They opened the window and hung a piece of white sheets out of the window. These people got the so-called "inside information". As long as the white sheets were hung out to show compliance, the Germans would not To disturb you.

"This is the British custom?" Shaker tilted his head and looked at the white cloth fluttering on the windowsills of the buildings on both sides.

"You know, the French will find a white flag when they surrender, but I have also seen people in white pajamas, that's near Orleans...what's that called?"

"Neo." the driver reminded with a smile.

"Yes, Neono, a beautiful little village, where the French defenders traversed the whole village and found no white cloth. As a result, they finally found a white pajama from a widow’s house and saw the French throwing that thing. As a child, the whole regiment was dumbfounded."

"Yes, I still remember General Manstein's expression at that time," the driver echoed.

"This is a high-level community. Since the morning, we have informed the citizens to stay in their own rooms. I think they have already prepared for today." The British government officials have shifted the topic, although he has been prepared, but Seeing this scene in front of me, I still feel it.

At this time, the convoy approached a seemingly sturdy sandbag barricade. The four-wheeled armored reconnaissance vehicle that had opened the road slowed down and began to slowly approach the fortification. Although the British guaranteed that they would not encounter resistance from the defenders along the way, the Germans did not dare to care. Who knew whether there would be a British soldier who wanted to fight in the end, secretly ambushing in the fortification and waiting to play Germans and their own lives.

"No problem." The captain of the reconnaissance vehicle leaned out of the machine gun tower and waved to the rear team. The 222 armored vehicle bypassed the barricade and began to move on.

When Shaker's barrel truck passed by the barricade, the Lieutenant of the Waffen SS stood up and looked towards the barricade. There was no one behind the semi-circular bunker. The ammunition for this fortification was neatly placed against the wall. Body code is placed.

"The troops in charge of this barricade are now standing by in the barracks, and the people waiting for you will be surrendered in the past." The English officer explained.

"Lieutenant, it's Colonel Nicholas in the operations department. He asked to talk to you." The signal soldier sitting next to Shaker reported loudly that he handed the headset in his hand to Shaker.

"I'm Shaker." The SS lieutenant quickly took the headset and put it on his head.

"We are going well now, near Volvo train of thought... I understand, I know, Colonel... but... even with this kind of thing, I know it is not that simple, well, I will stop and wait for the twenty-five armored regiment, Obey, Colonel. No problem, Colonel...Yes! Everything is for the head of state!...Okay, the call is over, hi! Reinhardt!" Shakert took off the headset and handed it to the communications soldier.

"Notify that the car in front stops, and all stop." Schalke said to the signal soldier, then he stood up and waved his arm at the car behind, beckoning to stop.

"What happened, captain." The team stopped in the middle of the road, and the captains of the teams came forward to ask what happened.

"There was a problem with the Britons. Their marshals and generals failed to convince the Royal Guards who were loyal to the royal family. Now these troops have launched a mutiny. They have controlled the Westminster area and occupied the defenses on both sides of the Thames. They Ready to fight with us to the end. The superior ordered us to temporarily stop advancing and wait for the meeting with the 25th Armored Regiment." Shakert got out of the car and he was hitting his trouser legs with his gloves. This new situation made him excited.

"Royal Guards?" Lieutenant SS scorned.

"There is nothing remarkable. We failed to catch up with the Battle of Dunkirk. This time we want to let everyone know that the Waffen SS is the strongest guard."

Seeking monthly tickets, seeking recommendation tickets, thank you for your support (To be continued.)