Battle of the Third Reich

"They're back! Covert, go back to the air raid!" Major Bertrand yelled at the girls who were bandaging the wounded.

The girls are nurses at the Saint Mary’s Hospital in France, and one of them is in love with a correspondent at the airport.

Today is the weekend, the girl brought some good colleagues to the airport to play, the female nurses seem to be looking forward to meeting a few handsome and romantic French pilots.

Major Bertrand only felt a little funny at the time. The girls were obviously looking for the wrong place. The 65th Colony was investigating where there was handsome and romantic goods in the flight squadron. There were only a group of forty-year-old unwholesome sloppy uncles .

This flying squadron has a long history and was the first batch of flying units established in the French colony, equipped with six light reconnaissance aircraft. Basically, they are improved models from civil aircraft, but purely from the performance point of view, they are still quite unsatisfactory.

Farman is good at designing long-range light transport aircraft. Sixty-fifth squadrons are equipped with products of this company. 350 is a two-seat model of the famous 0 light aircraft. The former was created in the early 1930s to create many worlds. Long-range flight records are well-known around the world, and the 430 is a famous light transport aircraft. The French used her to carry out trans-Mediterranean flight missions, transporting personnel and liaison communications from the homeland to the base of French Tunisia.

The two aircraft were introduced into French Indochina as a liaison plane. After the trial, they found that they were suitable for use as border reconnaissance aircraft. After installing some self-defense weapons, they were distributed to the 65th Squadron. .

These planes have been around for some years. The one with the earliest production date is eight years old, but the French crews are well maintained, and all planes maintain flight capabilities.

During this time, the situation on the border became increasingly tense and it seemed likely that a war would break out. This caused the uncles of the sixty-fifth squadron, who had been soaked in alcohol, to start burning.

These pilots, who have always been regarded as a shame by the French Air Force, have been dispatched frequently by piloted civilian aircraft. They are flying so wildly, almost violating all the French Air Force’s flight safety regulations, but that is These lunatics can take a bunch of photos that make them very excited every time.

For example, on one occasion, a certain 430 was almost attached to the helmets of the Siamese soldiers, passing through the entire marching column. The camera even clearly captured the panicked and twisted face of the leader.

This group of guys are using actions every day to laugh at the impotence of the Royal Siam Air Force.

Major Bertrand felt an ominous hunch. The Chinese have a saying, "I often walk by the river, how can I not wet my shoes." ] No matter how powerful the legion was, there were times when it turned over in the gutter, and during this time the 65th Squadron performed a little too conspicuously. Bertram believes that if he is the Royal Siam Air Force, he will definitely find an opportunity to retaliate against the 65th Squadron and restore the face of the only survivor they are about to be trampled into the mud.

The major expected that the Siamese might launch ambushes against reconnaissance planes from the air and the ground, because under normal circumstances, the flying height of these planes is very low, generally not exceeding one kilometer.

So this week, he reminded the pilots below and his opponents at the mission briefing every day, so that they should be careful when performing their missions. Don’t forget to search the sky above your head and pay attention to the suspicious shrubs on the ground. .

What he did not expect was that the Siamese did not mean to ambush a certain plane. They directly chose to attack the base of the squadron, preparing to take the 65th Squadron away.

At present, the Siamese plan seems to have succeeded. The 65th Squadron did not watch out at all. When the enemy aircraft dived from high altitude to the air station, all six aircraft were parked neatly next to the runway, and all of them were wiped cleanly. Yes, just like soldiers waiting for the general to review.

There is no fighter squadron stationed at Shishufeng Air Station, which is usually a military-civilian airport. There is a postal plane to Phnom Penh every day, and there is also a return flight from Saigon on Wednesday.

Fortunately, today's postal flight has taken off, so when the bombing occurred, there were not many civilians in the air station except for local staff.

The Royal Siam Air Force dispatched twelve single-bomber bombers. The body was painted in the grass green used by the Siam Air Force. The rudder at the tail was painted with red, white and blue identification strips. Bertrand had never seen this model. Aircraft, according to his judgment, this should be the ki-30 that Siam just bought from Japan.

The aircraft's dive movement is very firm, and the bomb's landing point is also very accurate. This is not like being driven by a novice, but more like a group of rigorously trained and experienced pilots.

Shishufeng Air Station is stationed with a French colonial garrison force. It has about two companies. In addition to conventional infantry weapons, they are also equipped with seven Haggais 1930 type 13.2 mm double anti-aircraft machine guns and four The door was 25 mm and the Haqikais antiaircraft guns. This kind of near-surface air defense firepower was also quite fierce at the time. Once these air defense weapons were fully fired, a dense fire net could be woven on both sides of the runway.

But the problem is that these two companies have no chance of firing at all. Two 40-kilogram aerial bombs directly hit the canteen of the air defense company. At that time, except for the soldiers on duty in the machine gun battle, the rest of the officers and soldiers were The canteen is waiting for lunch. One hundred and seven people were killed on the spot and fourteen were seriously injured, with no minor injuries.

The Royal Siamese Air Force apparently made careful preparations before the attack. In the first wave of bombing, it successfully destroyed the communication room of the air station. The six soldiers and two officers on duty in the communication room were killed in the meantime. The air station commander Colonel Martin and the deputy commander Lieutenant Colonel Gaston who were smoking in front of the communication room were seriously injured.

The Siam Air Force aircraft did not choose to evacuate quickly after blowing up most important targets at the base. Instead, it lowered its altitude and used the 7.7mm front-firing machine gun and the same caliber self-defense machine gun in the rear cabin. French Air Force personnel on the ground repeatedly fired.

The Siamese pilot drove the plane over the airport from low altitude again and again and shot all the targets they could find. The French could not organize effective resistance at all. They could only run into the runway and dig in the air defense trench near the base house to avoid The opponent's attack was completely one-sided, and the French were beaten to the ground.

The attacker raged for fifteen minutes above the airport, and finally, with the black smoke in the background, he left the contented air base with satisfaction.

The burning wreckage of the aircraft rose up to more than two hundred meters of black smoke pillars, which is what the Speru squadron saw in the sky. In order to see more clearly, the German three-machine formation dived down at high speed.

Then the sharp engine whistle alarmed the survivors of the base. They mistakenly thought that the despicable attackers had made a comeback. They were rescued from the open ground and the French Air Force soldiers who were performing firefighting work. In hiding, the result is that the French soldiers who fled everywhere from the air, like a group of frightened ants.

Some brave French soldiers finally found a chance to fight back. They manipulated the anti-aircraft machine gun groups around the runway and launched fierce shots at the three visitors. The Germans ran into a barrage of red tracer bombs without precautions. Fortunately, the soldiers had no enthusiasm for fighting, but the skills in their hands were not good. Three Messerschmitt rushed at high speed Out of the barrage, the three planes were completely unharmed except for some shocks from the pilot.

"The French are shooting at us, sir, what is going on?" In order to avoid the bullet rain, Lieutenant Nemo did two rolls in succession, and the altitude dropped at least 200 meters.

"Does the war break out again when we don't know?" Lieutenant Sarah looked around, checking whether the wings on both sides were injured.

"White No.3, White No.4, how are you doing?" Shi Boru asked anxiously.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Nemo reported.

"Me too, they didn't hit me." Sara replied.

"I didn't get a shot either." Sprague swung his wings a few times.

"We have to figure out what happened? It looks like the air station should have been attacked." Sporu buttoned his oxygen mask.

"They may have confessed the wrong person. As they had encountered on the front line of France at that time, the guys on the ground would often panic and shoot at all the flying objects." Nemo offered his opinion.

"Yes, just like the time you were shot down." Lieutenant Sarah gave his partner a shot without hesitation.

"That time you were also beaten into a colander. If I weren't in your way, it would be you who was beaten down, this ungrateful fool!" Lieutenant Nemo retorted angrily.

"Okay, stop all and re-form the team. We will now turn back to look at it, pay attention to maintaining the height, and try to let them see our sign clearly."

Even through the radio, Major Sporru’s voice was still chilling. Apparently, the major was irritated by the headless shooting just now, and the two wingmen shut their mouths in a hurry, and secretly regarded the one at the air station below. The unknown commander prayed.

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