London, War Ministry.
By now, the fighting across London had more or less ended. Only this place remained. As the hiding place of Minister of War Richard Haldane, the War Ministry still held more than a thousand elite troops, continuing their stubborn last-ditch resistance.
The German military had deployed a regiment to surround the entire War Ministry. However, using the buildings as cover, the British Army set up machine-gun fireblocks. The German military organized several assaults in succession, yet none succeeded. Quite a few corpses had already been left outside the British positions.
At two in the afternoon, several armored vehicles arrived not far from the battlefield. Field Marshal Falkenhayn and a number of corps commanders stepped down from them.
Hearing the deafening roar of gunfire and artillery in the distance, Field Marshal Falkenhayn could not help frowning. If the fighting here had not ended, then the London campaign was not truly over.
"Why is it still not over?" Field Marshal Falkenhayn asked.
"Your Excellency, those British have fierce firepower. In addition, they have constructed solid defensive fortifications, and the terrain restricts the deployment of our forces, so we have not taken it yet. But please rest assured, Your Excellency. Before sunset today, we will definitely capture this place!" a Major General Division Commander promised.
"Have you tried persuading them to surrender?" General Kluck asked.
"General, we have tried. But those British simply would not listen to reason. Even at a time like this, they still stubbornly refuse to surrender," the Major General Division Commander said.
"I never expected there would still be British this brave at such a critical juncture!" General Bülow sighed.
The other generals nodded repeatedly. Indeed, throughout this war, the British had not performed well. It could even be described as terrible. On the battlefield, they