The loss of the skies meant the enemy could invade British territory without restraint.
Although the flames of war had not erupted on the homeland itself,
the smoke of war had already deeply affected every resident of Great Britain.
Their quality of life had been forced to change.
In the past, they could enjoy snacks and baked pastries far tastier than mashed potatoes on the streets, indulge themselves in pedestrian malls and fashionable plazas, and talk about the trivialities of life and their hopes for the future.
But now, all daily necessities and other resources were being supplied to the military first.
Many people could not even gather enough ingredients to make potato soup. In the end, they had no choice but to eat boiled potatoes and black bread, dipping them in a little salt to barely fill their stomachs.
Though life was difficult, the public remained fairly optimistic.
Radio stations and newspapers were relentlessly publicizing the enemy's atrocities and the suffering endured by the people of occupied countries such as France. It was, in a sense, building their happiness upon the suffering of others.
There was another reason as well: the authorities had not launched widespread conscription, greatly reducing the public's panic.
Under these circumstances, most people's lives had not changed much.
In their daily lives, they still had to work for the government in exchange for food coupons...
As for the capitalists who exploited them... they did not dare draw attention to themselves at a time like this. The luxury stores in major shopping districts had long since closed down, while wealthy capitalists with connections had emigrated to America.
The public truly was pitiful... exploited by capitalists in ordinary times, then turned into the government's "slaves" during wartime.
Yet they were fortunate enough. At least they were still