Chapter 757： Tired

This cost is high. You must know that a Junker 290 with four engines is equivalent to four fighters. The fuel consumption is quite a lot, not to mention that every bomber now carries Bombs are very expensive.

The bomber climbed slowly, almost as far as the sky over France, before rising to an altitude of 10,000 meters. At this altitude, they merged with the FW190 fleet coming to escort.

Although an air force base has been established in Plymouth, the scale of that base is not large enough. There are more fighters that need to take off from the mainland. Fortunately, the FW190 has a large range, enough to provide bombers with full **** missions.

Now, the entire fleet, with more than 300 airplanes, flew straight in the direction of Exeter, and the overwhelming fleet made the British instantly nervous.

In London, after receiving the news, General Dowding was also very anxious. He kept giving orders to let his Spitfire fighters go to meet the bombers flying to Exeter.

"We can now dispatch one hundred and thirty Spitfire fighters. The Spitfire we just landed can also take off again to meet the enemy." In the command post, a beautiful female commander uses a long pole in the sand table. The boarder pushed his own plane over: "This is all the fighters we can raise now."

I can’t wait to help the air defense of the 10th area. Obviously, this bombing by the Germans is to practice their rhetoric of destroying the entire city.

The German conspiracy must not be allowed to succeed!

If there were ordinary citizens in Exeter, then the Germans would absolutely not dare to blow up the whole city like this presumptuously. But now, all the citizens in the city, under the intimidation of the Germans, all escaped and accepted them all. German investigation.

This is simply a shame to Great Britain!

"We can't wait until Exeter, let the fighter force intercept it in the middle of the strait." General Dowding said.

Exeter is not considered to be deep. The opponent started to enter the bombing route almost before reaching the land. Therefore, one's own interception must also be early. It is the last way to reach the center of the strait to intercept.

"Yes." The beautiful female commander took the pole and pushed the plane to the center of the strait. At this moment, the telephone in the command room rang again.

"General, our observation post, once again found a large number of German bombers, ready to bomb London, the number is more than last time!" At this moment, shocking news came again.

Germans, aren’t they tired? Dawdding looked ugly at once. Now, although they can dispatch hundreds of Spitfire fighters, these fighters have been dispatched repeatedly for many sorties, almost landing, refueling, hanging bombs, and taking off again, the pilot Even more exhausted, many of them can only be carried off the plane by the ground crew.

They had already tried their best to raise these planes to intercept. This was the last interception before dark. However, at this time, the Germans unexpectedly came again to attack London!

How to do?

"The Prime Minister issued an order asking us to protect London first." Another staff officer said.

Protect London! For Dowding, protecting London is always his top priority, so Exeter can no longer organize an effective interception.

Dowding knew that Exeter was destined to be abandoned, and now he was powerless.

The sirens sounded at the airport near London, and one Spitfire took off again to intercept them. Before taking off, they almost received two different orders.

Germans, of course not tired! Because the size of the German air force has long surpassed that of the United Kingdom, the German air force is only attacking in batches! However, Britain has to use all its air defense forces to intercept.

Exeter.

Dlobinski was lying on the stretcher.

When his plane was hit, he parachuted, but because he opened the parachute too late, when he landed on the ground, the speed was still too high and his legs broke.

Fortunately, the defenders on the ground rescued him and sent him to the deserted hospital, where he was simply bandaged and fixed by the accompanying doctor.

Now, he can only wait, waiting for reinforcements to arrive at night, and then he will take a boat to retreat from the waterway.

The pain in the broken leg continued to spread to his brain, but at this time, he was not distracted by the pain, he wanted to think more.

Those terrible FW190, that terrible firepower, can Britain defeat Germany? Regardless of tactics or strategy, Britain does not have much hope!

Now, the Germans have landed on the British mainland. If the British mainland falls, what other country in this world can resist German invasion?

Soviet Union? Forget it, the Soviet Union also has half the responsibility for the demise of Poland.

It seems that there is only the United States! Yes, only the United States can defeat Germany!

Lying on the open space outside the hospital, looking at the scorching sun from the west, looking at the building, the shadows of the trees gradually elongated, and Dlobinski's thoughts followed.

Until the roar in the sky in the distance, dragged him back to reality.

This voice is too familiar.

He opened his eyes, blocked the sunlight with his hand, and looked into the sky. Sure enough, the large bombers were so spectacular.

Relying on the pilot's eyesight, he quickly recognized that with four engines and normal layout, this should be the German strategic bomber, Junker-290!

Look at the densely packed bomber team, the opponent's number of dispatches definitely exceeds a hundred!

What are they here for? Thinking of the flyers he picked up, Dlobinski suddenly felt a kind of fear in his heart, shouldn't they, are they here for demolition?

"Hey, hurry up, go to the basement!" Dlobinski yelled to the soldier who was taking care of him: "The German bombardment is coming soon!"

They have no weapons and can only be next to each other for bombing.

The cathedral in the center of the city, at the top of the tower, Bernard held his binoculars and looked at the bombers coming.

"Germans, don't try to destroy the entire city by bombing, come on! Our brave fighters are waiting for you here!" Bernard raised his hand high.

"Huh, there is a madman down there?" At this time, on the foremost pilot bomber, bombardier Ludwig aimed his eyes at the high-precision bombing sight. His aim was the city's best At the tower of the cathedral in the center, he actually saw a man waving his fist there.

"Ready to drop the bomb," Ludwig shouted. 91108