Battle of the Third Reich

"God, but now it seems that this life will not be too long, you have to live." Xu Jun thought in front of the porthole.

Xu Jun shouted angrily when he saw all kinds of fighters flying up and down. "How come there are so many French and British fighters? It wasn't that 3/4 of the French aircraft was eliminated at the beginning of the war." How did Green’s report be written? Hell, it seems that there are two teams of British "Gladiators". How can this old-fashioned biplane fight against the me110? Fortunately, there is no "hurricane". Remember to have at least The "Hurricane" of the two squadrons fought in France. Ah, the French d.520, this aircraft can be difficult to deal with, the maximum speed reaches 529 kilometers per hour, and the me110 can't fight it."

He didn't pay attention to the other three people in the cabin staring at him like a monster. In their eyes, this boss is considered to be an outstanding genius everywhere, except for military aspects. The general is almost zero in terms of military ability. In addition to superior organizational and regulatory capabilities, it is simply useless in other aspects of the military. Now when they suddenly saw the deputy head of state who didn't even know their German fighter model, they suddenly popped out the names of various British and French fighters from their mouths. They simply didn't believe their ears.

"It seems that the Deputy Head of State had hidden his hands before." Lieutenant Randolph secretly exclaimed.

"Of course, I think the deputy head of state has more abilities to hide. I don't know the French plane." The SS major admired.

"I can't believe it. The day before yesterday he still pointed to Ju88 and called "Stuka". I really wanted to hit him dead." Hans said quietly to the two SSs.

While several people were whispering, they suddenly heard a scream from the deputy head of state.

"Lying down!"

A few people didn't understand what was going on, they saw that the deputy head of state had already flown under the desk.

In the end, those people were professional soldiers, and the response was not slow. They immediately understood and immediately lay in the aisle. After a second, they heard the sound of bullets penetrating the casing, which sounded like they were knocking on a metal bucket. The bullet hit the sawdust of the oak shield on the wall. It seemed that a hurricane had blown through the cabin, and documents and various debris were flying all over the sky. Then I heard a plane howling past the top.

"Damn it! Hans, Dougan, Randolph, are you okay." Xu Jun got out of his desk in embarrassment: "Hans, report the casualties."

"We are all fine."

Several people got up from the ground while patting wood chips and debris.

"Ah, General, you are injured."

Hans rushed and helped Xu Jun. "It's okay, just rubbed by a piece of debris that came over." Xu Jun clutched the wound on his forehead and looked at the walls on all sides, only to see from the front right of the cabin It started to wear a series of bullet holes until the left rear.

"It’s a British plane. These are all machine guns. If it’s France, it’s a 20mm cannon. We’ve already exploded. Dougan, go to the back to see if there’s a shot in the rear cabin. Are there any casualties."

"Yes, deputy head of state, I will go here." The SS major hurriedly opened the door to the rear cabin to check.

Hans was holding a first-aid kit and was looking for bandages to bandage Xu Jun. Suddenly Xu Jun felt that the plane began to lean to the left and couldn't help looking at the cab. He saw a series of bullet holes on the aluminum grid door of the cab.

"Not good!" Xu Jun felt his spine cool.

"The cab was also shot." Xu Jun pushed Hans away and rushed to the door of the cab, trying to open it. It was found that the door of the cab was blocked by something and could not be pushed open. Xu Jun knocked hard, and no one answered. The plane leaned more and more to the left, and the engine made a terrible howling.

"We are diving, we are diving." Randolph exclaimed.

Xu Jun gritted his teeth and faced the door with a fierce foot. The object inside was knocked open, and a gust of wind rushed towards him. Xu Jun and Hans rushed into the cab against the airflow. The sight before them stunned them.

The original beautiful greenhouse-style cab was in a wolf. There are two rows of bullet holes on the top of the bulletproof glass from right to left, and the right two of the four petal-shaped windshields on the nose directly in front and the first machine gun have disappeared, leaving only half a meter there Big holes around. The bomber and the first machine gun shooter in that position were covered in blood and fell on the horizontal cushion. The driver's head was tilted back, and several machine-gun bullets were shot on his body. Blood splattered everywhere. Xu Jun knew what was in front of the door, it was the pilot, and now he was lying behind the door, covered with blood.

Xu Jun quickly rushed to the driver's seat and pulled the cāo longitudinal bar, trying to level the plane. He shouted to Randolph, who wasn’t sure how good it was: "Come and help me get the driver back. Take off his goggles and talkie and give it to me. Then you go back and call the mechanic." "

Randolph hurried over to untie the safety belt and dragged the driver's body out of the driver's seat. He untied the driver's headset, talker and goggles and gave it to Xu Jun, then dragged the driver into the business class. Xu Jun put on goggles and communicator headphones and fastened the safety belt.

Hans screamed at the edge: "General, the pilot is still alive."

Xu Jun was clenching his teeth and pulling the cāo longitudinal bar hard. He shouted to Hans: "You drag him to the back cabin to rescue. I will call you with the intercom if I need your help."

"Understood, General. But will you fly the plane?"

Xu Jun shouted, "I have seen its design drawings and flight manuals. Who can open this thing besides me? You are not going quickly, I will call you when I need your help."

Hans looked at Xu Jun with a respectful eye, and dragged the lucky pilot to the rear cabin to rescue him.

"Stop me, baby!"

Xu Jun shouted. Although the aircraft's left-right balance was corrected, it could not escape the dive. The flight instrument panel hanging from the top was penetrated by bullets through several holes, and the altimeter and speedometer were completely scrapped.

Xu Jun had to estimate his current altitude and speed. The plane fell at least 2000 meters in just a few tens of seconds. The speed must now exceed the maximum 480 kilometers per hour the plane can withstand. This guy has not disintegrated. It was a miracle.

Xu Jun minimized the throttle, lowered all the **** and speed brakes, and pulled the cāo longitudinal rod backwards desperately. The engine is still screaming, and the plane is dive in hopelessly.

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