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Volume 2: My Country One Thousand One Hundred and Thirty.  a hopeless city

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    The day that all Fenton government officials and Americans feared finally arrived.

    On October 16, 1966, the Axis Army finally appeared in London.

    What is flying in the sky is the aircraft of the Axis Gun, and what is rushing on the ground is the torrent of steel of the Axis Gun.  That was a scene that scared the enemy and shocked the own people.  The flags of Her Majesty and the Axis Armies fly again on British soil.

    This will inevitably be the last battle of the Battle of Britain, and it will even be the last battle of World War III.

    There is nothing left to reserve. Both warring parties have used their strongest strength on the battlefield.  Everything that can be mobilized has already been mobilized. Commanders on both sides must ensure that every bullet in their army is used in the most appropriate place.

    On the 16th, the two sides had already engaged in fierce exchanges of fire, and there was not even a tentative attack.  From the beginning, the two opposing parties used all their strength.  They recklessly attacked and defended. With red eyes, they used all their strength and fought together with gnashing teeth.  No one is willing to take a step back, and everyone knows what taking a step back will mean.

    Victory or failure is no longer the most important thing to them. They need to prove themselves on this battlefield.

    In the final battle of the Third World War, they were absolutely unwilling to let their country's long-term hard work go to waste, and they were absolutely unwilling to let their efforts become worthless.  They didn't know when or how the battle would end, perhaps when the last gunfire ceased.  All this will be over.

    At the forefront is General Rodan Rom.

    This British general is also a general trusted by both the Fenton government and the Americans.  At Telrod, the two divisions of British troops under his command faced the surging Axis forces.  carried out an arduous resistance.

    The Allied air force that had disappeared once again appeared, frantically strangulating everything with the Axis air force.  Just like the troops on the ground, they are never willing to give up the war.

    One after another, the planes were injured and caught fire, and each one made a sharp roar and fell to the ground.  White umbrella flowers often appear in the sky, and once these umbrella flowers appear, they are often shot by countless bullets.

    General Rodan Rohm has never seen such a cruel war in his life.  His soldiers were bleeding and his men were dying.  first day.  This was only the first day, and the war was already so cruel that it was unbelievable.

    The headquarters was flooded with phone calls from the front line asking for reinforcements.  London called to inquire about the situation on the battlefield, but none of this was able to affect General Rodan Rom.

    Actually, to be honest, General Rodan Rom is sure that Telrod cannot hold on. The enemy's strength has far exceeded that of the Allies.  What you can do yourself.  It's nothing more than trying your best to do it with a clear conscience.

    other?  The other generals, Rodan Rom, didn't even think about it.  If a bullet pierces the chest in a minute, then it may be the greatest luck.  He no longer had to think about anything, no longer had to think about how the war would end.

    Sometimes, General Rodrom himself felt that his ideas were ridiculous.

    This time, Telrod¡¯s offensive axis** showed a completely different side. They maintained a continuous attack from the first minute of the battle and never stopped.  It seems that they want to solve the battle here in the first attack.

    The pressure on General Rodan Roma and his army is self-evident.  In the continuous and uninterrupted attack for more than an hour, every inch of the British army was baptized with steel and blood.  The earth is shaking.  All that floats in the sky is the breath of death.  Countless ghosts who lost their lives in the war are looking at their companions with sad eyes, as if waiting for more people to go to heaven or hell with them.

    Inch by inch, the position is being lost, and soldiers are dying in droves.  The only thing General Rodan Rom could do was to throw himself into this terrible melting pot.  But even if this is the case, what can he change?

    In the telescope, he saw two German "Leopard 7" vehicles rushing over like no one else. No matter what methods the British used, they could not stop their breakthrough.  Their terrifying tracks flattened the position and crushed the soldiers in the position horribly.

    Then, a group of German troops accompanied by tanks appeared in General Rodan Rom's telescope. The various weapons in their hands were spitting out tongues of fire crazily, and the strong wind of ammunition swept away countless lives.  Those British soldiers haveThey have done their best, but under such a crazy attack, what can they do?

    They are like a lonely boat in the sea, being thrown high into the sky amidst the roar of the terrible waves. By the time they fall down, they have already been torn apart

    General Rodan Rom watched blankly. He found that his mind was blank. He was unwilling to think about anything, and he had no energy to think about anything.  Let everyone die, let everyone die here.  From the first minute they set foot on this battlefield, their fate was already sealed.

    The general put down the telescope in his hand: "How many reserves do we have?"

    "A regiment, General."

    "Oh, is that all there is?" General Rodan Rom smiled bitterly. Before half a day had passed, he actually had less than one regiment of troops left in his hands. Those terrible enemies, they had so much strength.  His fighting power is simply terrifying: "Put it all in, all of it."

    "But that is our last strength. General, we need to hold on here for ten days. This is London's outer battlefield. Once this place is also lost, I simply can't imagine what terrible results will happen."

    "Ten days?" General Rodan Rom's voice sounded like he was very contemptuous: "Let the people who made the battle plan come here in person and see who can hold on here for ten days. Crazy. Make the battle plan."  The people who planned it are some crazy people!¡±

    For victory, General Rodan Rom had never had any hope from the beginning of the battle.  He knew this was impossible.  London will also become the enemy's next target.

    Enemies have been swarming from all directions

    On October 16, 1966, despite tenacious resistance by General Rodan Roma and his troops, they were unable to withstand the enemy's breakthrough.  General Rodan Rom almost exhausted all methods, but he still failed.

    The Axis Army invaded his position, wiping out more than half of his strength and the remaining British.  Forced to surrender to the enemy.  Fortunately, their British status protects them well, and maybe they will be released soon

    General Rodan Rom was also lucky.  Before the enemy could reach his headquarters, he received orders from London to leave his troops.  He did not die or become a prisoner of the enemy.  But so what?  It's just a matter of time.

    one day.  There is only one day left again.  Terrod became the territory of the Axis Army, and all the outer lines of London were lost.  Now, a lonely London has been completely exposed to the enemy's gunfire.

    "I have no way to stop the enemy's attack." At the Allied General Headquarters in London, General Laden Rom said: "Their attack is really terrible. What I can guarantee is that the performance of my soldiers  There is nothing to blame, but we are not on the same level as our enemies.¡±

    President Fenton, Prime Minister Wilkins and Minister Capanon were frightened when they heard this.  Although when formulating the battle plan.  No one thought that General Rodan Rom could hold out for ten days in Telrod, but they never expected it.  Terrod was actually lost in one day.

    What about London?  Is there any hope for London?

    Their eyes all fell on General Gandra But at this time, General Gandra's thoughts were exactly the same as theirs, so what could he do?  The enemy has captured Terrod and will launch a general attack on London by tomorrow afternoon at the latest.

    A sharp siren sounded in the sky, and those damn enemy air forces were so rampant even at night.

    "I think we should be more calm at such a moment" General Gandra barely cheered up his spirit: "Gentlemen, there is nothing to be afraid of. Although Telrod is lost,  But we still have huge power in London. Let us take action and let each of us become a true warrior. Miracles will only happen to the brave."

    The officials of the Fenton government nodded frequently, and it seemed that they very much agreed with General Gandra's opinion, but I am afraid only they themselves know what their true thoughts are

    London - has become a hopeless city!

    Ah, yes, President Fenton felt that this title was perfect, "The Hopeless City."  Continuing to persist will only lead to everyone being buried here.  Of course, he would not express his idea in front of General Gandra at this time. After all, if he wanted to leave this hopeless city, he would have to rely on the help of the Americans.help

    "General Gandra, President William's phone number."

    When he heard the news, General Gandra quickly walked into the office that belonged to him only, carefully closed the door, and then picked up the phone: "Mr. President."

    "General Gandra, tell me the situation on the battlefield."

    When President William's all-too-familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, General Gandra felt that his voice was a little dry: "Mr. President, the situation is not particularly optimistic. In just a few hours, we just lost our special  Telrod, now the enemy's artillery shells can fall from Telrod to London very easily."

    "Where is the city? I think you still have a very large army in the city."

    "Yes, Mr. President, we still have a very large army in London." General Gandra said: "But it seems that the officers and soldiers are not in a high fighting mood. The number of our air force, missiles, and artillery shells  There is not much left, and the navy cannot continue to provide us with the most direct support. If there is no miracle, I think we will probably lose this war."

    "Let us take action and let each of us become a real warrior. Miracles will only happen to the brave."

    General Gandra said this just a few minutes ago, but he was just talking to the British. As a soldier, General Gandra never believed that a miracle could happen under such circumstances.  .  No, there may be one person who can do this, but that person will never come to command the Allied forces.

    ¡°The situation may be very bad, but at this moment I think of a German.¡± President William on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment.  He said the name of the person that General Gandra was thinking about: "Ernst Brahm, we prefer to call him Skeleton Baron. General Gandra, starting from the First World War. This Baron always  He created an incredible miracle under desperate circumstances. Even though Berlin was about to fall into our hands, he once again succeeded miraculously. If the Germans can do it, so can the Americans."

    General Gandra smiled bitterly.  No one in this world can know how the Skeleton Baron achieved those incredible miracles At least General Gandra himself believes that there is absolutely no possibility of him becoming the American Skeleton Baron

    "Be brave. Let the soldiers be braver." President William kept encouraging his generals: "I will continue to send you all the additional assistance you need. Of course, I need sufficient time. You have to do it  Yes, just to ensure American dignity in London!¡±

    General Gandra pursed his lips: "Mr. President, I heard some rumors in London, and your situation seems to be not very good."

    "Don't worry about these things." President William said quickly: "Impeachment is impeachment, but I am still the President of the United States, and I have all the rights granted to me by the U.S. Constitution. Especially in times of war. As long as I am still the President of the United States for one day,  I will never give up.¡±

    Maybe.  From the very beginning of the war President Wilhelm was the most ardent supporter

    "There is one more thing." President William lowered his voice a little: "If my judgment is not wrong, Baron Skeleton is in London now."

    "What?" General Gandra was shocked and couldn't believe what he heard: "Who did you say is in London?"

    "Baron Skeleton." President William emphasized his voice: "Yes, I am too familiar with this Baron. When the decisive battle comes, Baron Skeleton will not stay at ease in his headquarters. He always likes to appear in  Fight at the heart of the enemy on the battlefield. He has always had a famous saying, "Seek the maximum victory at the minimum cost." General Gandra, I must remind you that you must pay attention to the destructive power of the Skeleton Baron.  The power of one person can even exceed that of an entire army!¡±

    In an instant, General Gandra remembered someone.  This person controls everything in London, including himself.  If he wants to do something, no one can stop him.

    "Lieutenant Colonel Moyol"!  Yes, if the Skeleton Baron is really in London, then there is no doubt that he is "Lieutenant Colonel Moyol"!

    But General Gandra never dared to tell President William this, because he was also threatened by Baron Skeleton, and he also betrayed the interests of the Allies.

    "You can't catch him." President William smiled bitterly: "Even if he appears in front of you, you can't catch him. Over the years, the Allies have made countless attempts, and have also set up a special investigation team to investigate him.  On special teams, there were a few times where we almost saw hope of success, but in the end??He still managed to escape. We still don't know how he escaped.  "

    "Then what can I do?" General Gandra asked tentatively.

    President William fell silent again, and after a long time he said: "Yes, what can you do? We clearly know that he is by our side, but we are powerless. Maybe this is our sorrow. Be careful.  Some, General Gandra, I don¡¯t want to hear that my general has become a prisoner of the Skeleton Baron when I open my eyes tomorrow.¡±

    "If that day really comes, I hope I can still maintain the pride of an American general." The word "pride" came out of General Gandra's mouth, which sounded ironic no matter how you heard it: "At least I  I'm luckier than anyone else, and I can finally talk to the Skeleton Baron calmly."

    President William smiled bitterly: "That is not a pleasant memory. I wish you good luck, General Gandra."

    "Wish the United States good luck." General Gandra put down the phone.

    This is a hopeless city, General Gandra thought again.  Outside, there are enemies coming from all directions.  In the city, there were countless angry and excited British people, and their anger was enough to completely submerge the city.  And now, he got another piece of news that he didn't want to hear at all:

    The Skeleton Baron is in London!

    He is completely sure of President William¡¯s words, and he also knows what kind of identity the Skeleton Baron is using, but what can he do?  In addition to himself, there must be many British and Americans who were bribed by him to pass on all the news he wanted to know.

    Even, he was still there to firmly protect the baron.

    This has really become a hopeless city!  (To be continued)
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