Afterglow of the Empire: Starting at Dunkirk

Lin Rui had transmigrated, finding himself transformed into Lord Arthur Sterling—a notorious, cowardly British aristocratic officer on the French front in 1940. Bad news: It was the eve of the Dunkirk evacuation; the British army was in complete disarray, and he was surrounded by a German armored division in Azhebrew, certain to die. Good news: He hadn't ended up in the Italian army, getting beaten up by natives in North Africa. Even better news: his mind had been loaded with a God's-eye view (RTS) of the battlefield. "I have no loyalty to the British Empire, no respect for George VI," Arthur, or rather Lin Rui, straightened his tie, his eyes cold as he stared at the map covered in red enemy markers. "I just don't want to die in the French mire. If the price of survival is sending these Germans to hell, or that arrogant..."