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... jagged graveyard of steel. British and German fighters locked in a savage melee directly above the British fleet, weaving between the towering masts and heavy hulls with desperate precision.
"Shit," Cunningham cursed.
He watched through his binoculars as German paratroopers continued to rain down upon the docks while another Messerschmitt screamed past his bridge. The realization hit him with the weight of a broadside.
"No wonder nothing has gone to plan. It is the Germa ...
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