The lightning bombers just flashed to face each other. The main bombing was to be solved by Junker-290. After entering the bombing route, they started the smoothest flight. At the same time, the attack sight began to operate at high speed and proceeded. The final solution.
There are more than two hundred Junkers-290s, and the queue is quite huge, plus about one hundred FW190s and three hundred planes, densely packed in the sky, like locusts.
It can be seen visually from a long distance.
At this time, the wet citizens of Petersburg had just come up from the river, shivering with cold.
"Look, what is that?" a sharp-eyed citizen shouted.
Following the direction of his finger, other people looked over, and suddenly, deep in their hearts, they shuddered deeply.
The Soviet Union wanted to bomb Berlin and gave it all, and only then sent out so few bombers. In the end, only one flew to the destination. Now, the German bomber fleet is simply out of sight.
The Germans are invincible.
"Quick, dive into the water!" Someone has already reacted.
When the first bomber flew by, they were a bit despised, thinking that the German bombing was nothing more than that, but now they saw the real German main bomber group, and they all trembled in their hearts.
Those planes, overwhelming the sky, seemed to be locusts. Even the most common bombs could blow Petersburg into ruins, not to mention the most terrifying bombs in the legend.
They jumped into the cold water again. They looked up and watched the planes flying in. After the other party dropped the bomb, they took a sigh of relief and hurried to the bottom of the water.
After that, whether they can survive or not depends on their own destiny.
This matter cannot be delayed, it must be fast!
A famous citizen jumped into the water again, and in their hearts, apart from fear, there was still fear.
Only the sound of the piano still floats over the city.
City Center, City Defense Command.
"The German bomber cluster is about to reach us. If we no longer think of a solution, the whole city will face the threat of death in the next moment."
At this time, the atmosphere inside the headquarters was quite tense.
Marshal Voroshinov was supposed to be in the town, but he went out this morning to inspect the defense of the city. It is said that he went to the air base again. Later, the air base suffered a devastating blow, and there was no such thing. News from Marshal Roshinov.
In the headquarters, Major General Ivanov, commander of the 42nd Army, and Major General Sherbachov, commander of the 8th Army, are now in disagreement.
What Ivanov said just now made Serbakov very disgusted: "Ivanov, what do you mean?"
They are all commanders of the army. They are responsible for the defense of the entire city of Petersburg. Once the German army starts offensive, they will rely on the city to carry out street fighting step by step to hold the enemy and win reinforcements.
But now, they are useless, the Germans want to completely destroy the entire city from the air.
"Now we issue a statement that our entire city surrenders and we can avoid being bombed by the Germans." At this time, at the critical moment of life and death, Ivanov did not shy away from anything: "This is the only way to save Petersburg. "
"Surrender?" Sherbachev drew out his pistol and put it on the table: "Who dares to say surrender anymore, first ask whether the gun in my hand agrees or not. Soviet soldiers and civilians will not surrender without a fight. of!"
"But our hundreds of thousands of citizens are innocent!" Ivanov said: "Do you have the heart to watch the citizens outside are brutally killed?"
Ivanov opened the window and shouted at Sherbachev: "Look, look at the river outside. How many citizens are there? They will die tragically in fear!"
With that said, Ivanov suddenly became even more angry, and now he is dead anyway, afraid of nothing: "For political purposes, Stalin refused the retreat of the people of our city, so why did we sacrifice a lot for this wrong order? One hundred thousand citizens? It was not the Germans who killed our citizens, but Stalin!"
The great purges in the past few years have eliminated the opposition from the army, but now they are going to die anyway. No one in the city can escape, and Ivanov has also spared no effort.
If Sherbachev wants to oppose him, let him pick up the gun and shoot. Sooner or later, there will be no more than ten minutes, and the people present will not survive.
Sherbachev's hand stretched out to the pistol on the table. At this time, the whole room fell silent, and then, I was afraid that conflict would break out on the spot.
Who knows, Serbakov put the pistol back into the holster and said, "Ivanov, this is your behavior alone~www.novelhall.com~ It has nothing to do with me, but also the behavior of your 42nd Army. , Has nothing to do with our 8th Army."
After speaking, Sherbachev actually left.
Damn, this sly guy, the gangster wants to let himself go! Ivanov gritted his teeth: "Immediately send a message to Germany with a clear telegram. Our entire Petersburg guard is willing to surrender to Germany."
The only solution to the immediate predicament and the only thing that can free the hundreds of thousands of civilians in Petersburg from death is to surrender. At this time, the honor of the soldiers and the loyalty to the motherland are not worth the test of life and death.
Nothing is more important than living.
"Didi, Didi." A few seconds later, a telegram sounded in the next room.
"Drop the bomb!" Following Aksett's order, a Junker-290 bomber opened the door of the belly, and the ten-ton bomb almost occupied the entire bomb bay. Now, One after another bombs fell from the bomb bay and began to fall slowly.
These bombs fell together in the sky, as if a terrible storm was about to arrive, and it made the entire Petersburg sky dark.
"It's still too late!" Looking at the bombs falling from the sky, Ivanov knelt down in pain. It's too late!
It takes time for a bomb at a height of 10,000 meters to fall. At this time, the antiaircraft artillery on the ground is violently firing at the sky. Unfortunately, there is still no result of shooting down. They are most sure of it, in fact, it is four thousand. Airspace below meters.
As the bomb fell, the end of Petersburg entered the final countdown.
The roar in the distant sky and the falling of the bomb could not stop Shostakovich from playing the piano. At this time, he was completely immersed in the world of music, where he was the protagonist.
