London, Britain. Prime Minister's residence. Churchill sat behind his desk with a frown, facing Minister of War Richard Haldane and Air Force Chief of Staff General Trenchard.
When the German Army Air Corps swept into British airspace, shrill air-raid sirens rang throughout London. Countless Britons frantically searched for shelter. Many had only just climbed out of bed and had not even had time to dress properly. Some women had nothing but a bedsheet wrapped around them.
Churchill, the Prime Minister, was likewise led into an air-raid shelter by his secretary and guards. Fortunately, the Prime Minister's residence had a sturdy shelter of its own, so he did not have to compete with ordinary civilians for one. Yet in the end, the German Army Air Corps did not launch an air raid on London; it merely destroyed the airfields.
"Air Force Chief of Staff, were the Royal Air Force's losses severe?" Churchill asked after quite some time.
"Prime Minister, after this battle, the Air Force has lost ninety percent of its main combat strength. What remains is no longer enough to continue fighting!" General Trenchard said.
"The losses were that great?" Churchill and Richard Haldane were both stunned. Clearly, the Air Force's losses had far exceeded their expectations.
"Yes, sir. In this wave of attacks, the Germans deployed nearly a thousand aircraft of all kinds. The strength they displayed has already far surpassed that of the Royal Navy. That was why the Royal Air Force did not have the slightest power to fight back!" General Trenchard replied.
"Then when can the Royal Air Force restore its strength?" Richard Haldane asked.
The British Army's Southeast War Zone was still waiting for support from the Royal Air Force! Without reinforcements from the Royal Air Force, their losses under the air strikes of the