If you look at the map, you can know that Brest is just right at the western end of the Brittany Peninsula, the most prominent part, without flying over the land of France, it can almost fly straight from Spain to Brest.
Brest, at the very corner of this peninsula.
The excellent geographical location makes Brest a good harbor and one of the stations of the French naval fleet.
At this time, in the harbor, two warships were waiting impatiently.
Only the captain of the French cruisers "Joan of Arc" and "Ebeldon" knows the secrets, and at the same time, it also determines that this is a sleepless night.
It's just a few trucks to transport some "supplies" needed on warships. Why hasn't it come until now? This is simply too anxious.
The captain was standing on the bridge, looking at the civilian pier on the other side. At this time, there were crowds everywhere on the pier. In the latter half of the night, when a British cruise ship docked, there were still a few passengers. Unfortunately, no one cares about them, everyone is panicking and running towards the cruise ship, not caring about other people's lives.
At this time, where did the French romance go?
I don't know where the German army has hit, and the captain couldn't help but think in his heart that the French navy has not been in contact with the Germans yet.
The British suffered two losses, and the main navy was wiped out, while the main force of the French navy still exists. This is related to the strategies of both sides.
The strategic goal of the British navy is to control the Atlantic, and Germany wants to go out of the Atlantic. Therefore, the two sides are mortal enemies and will never die. During the First World War, it was the main force of the British navy and the German navy.
France is different. France's strategic focus is in the Mediterranean. The French fleet on the Mediterranean is the main force of France. Their enemy is the Italian fleet.
Therefore, there are very few French warships in this port, and only two of them are large warships. The battleship-level existence is in the Mediterranean port.
In the east, the belly of the fish gradually appeared white, and another day was coming, and he could vaguely see the despair on the faces of the people on the shore preparing to flee.
No new ships will come, they are destined to wait for one.
His eyelids began to fight involuntarily, and he decided to go to sleep below and wait until the goods arrived before telling him.
At this time, the convoy had not yet moved to the city of Brest, and there were people everywhere. Because the car was loaded with valuable goods, for the sake of safety, Pique could no longer use power, or even use machine guns to threaten the people to get out of the way. The way is up.
Once a **** conflict really occurs, he himself can't bear the responsibility.
At this time, sitting in the back compartment, Gru's feet were cast in plaster, which made him look quite funny.
"Gelu, you have to train more in the future." A soldier said beside him.
At this moment, the sky had just been bright, and the soldier had just finished speaking, and suddenly he was taken aback: "Hey, just now, what seemed to be flying in the sky?"
"Nothing, are you dazzled?" Glu said: "Now, take the time to rest, for a while, you have to work."
Gelu had actually seen clearly just now, the one flying in the sky is definitely a glider! Your own people are dispatched so fast!
It was indeed the glider just before the dawn. The Junker-290, who was in charge of towing, put down the glider behind it at a distance of 30 kilometers from the port, and then the Junker-290 bomber returned home, and the glider, Moving forward silently.
The glider at this time is like a brick flying in the air, and the height is constantly falling downwards, and the pilot of the glider, after taking over the control of the aircraft, concentrates.
The ships in the harbor can be seen in the distance, the city can be seen, and flying in this direction is absolutely not wrong. The key for them is to land on the outskirts of the eastern part of the city, near the vineyard, the more The closer the better!
It all depends on the pilot's ability to search for targets visually!
At this moment, there was a noise from below, and Skorzner, from the cargo warehouse below, climbed into the cockpit.
Although Skorzner is not a pilot, he has sharp eyes. At this time, everything on the ground is clear in his eyes.
"The route is correct, continue to fly forward." He said to the pilot.
Gliders have no power. They only have one chance to land, and it is impossible to go around again. Now, they must land successfully once!
The height of flying over the port is decreasing, and the height of flying over the city is still decreasing.
In order to prevent the glider from being discovered, the entire glider is painted sky blue. Even so, they still cannot blend in with the sky.
Therefore, their gliders cannot be completely hidden during flight, but no one pays attention to them.
The citizens of Brest, the people in the surrounding suburbs, and the people coming from nearby blocked the entire city. From the air, you can see everyone gathering towards the port, and the population density in the port is even greater. Incomparably big.
At this time, who still wants to see the sky?
The defenders are all in the urban area now, helping to maintain order. The Germans are still in the north anyway. It is quite safe here, and no one will notice the sky.
If it's an ordinary airplane with the sound of an engine, it can still attract attention, while the current glider is completely silent, just like a big bird. Quietly, I flew away without taking away a cloud.
In Brest, the order is chaotic.
After flying through the city, the height is lower, but the surrounding vineyards are the same, which one is it?
"There is thick smoke over there!" Just then, the pilot shouted.
The place with heavy smoke immediately caught the pilot’s attention~www.novelhall.com~Scholzner fixed his gaze there, compared it with the map in his head, and finally confirmed: "Not bad , Right there!"
"The clinic is on fire!" At this time, there was a panic on the ground.
This roadside clinic is low-priced and very affordable. The residents nearby come here to see a doctor. Moreover, the doctor's medical skills are pretty good. Even the people in the manor often come to see the doctor.
Now, this clinic is suddenly on fire.
The thick smoke billowed into the sky, and Favor Jolly's expression suddenly changed in the manor three kilometers away.
"What's going on there?" he said to a guard.
"It was a fire in the clinic."
"Go and put out the fire, fast! Don't let the smoke continue to spread!" He had a foreboding, but unfortunately, he made the wrong plan.
"Come with me, let's fight the fire!" the guard shouted to his companion.
