Darcy's target was the Reichstag. It is a huge building with a classical style but a modern twist.

After the victory of the Franco-Prussian War in 1871, the construction of the building began under Kaiser Wilhelm I, and the process from site selection, solicitation of design proposals to completion, took more than 20 years. It took 10 years to decide on the design alone, and in 1882 the Frankfurt architect Paul was chosen. Vallot's Neo-Baroque – a design scheme in the style of the height of the Renaissance. However, when it was built, because the supporting walls of the Great Assembly Arena were not strong enough to support its large vault, the Germans had to change the traditional rock vault in the original plan to a steel and glass vault to reduce weight. This approach gives the Capitol a special flavor that blends the past and the present.

In fact, since the famous "parliamentary arson", there has not been a plenary session of parliamentarians here. Hitler even kept some traces of the fire damage so that he could educate young Germans about "patriotism". Now, in fact, this building has become a base for "patriotic" education in fascist Germany.

"Prussia is the root of all evil!" These are the exact words of British Prime Minister Winston Churchill. Darcy agrees with this very much. His father, Mr. Darcy Sr., had served in the Royal Navy aboard the battleship Iron Duke and had personally participated in the Battle of Jutland. Old Mr. Darcy often talked to his son about his experiences, and in the course of his conversations, he would read 'one novel' and 'read 'novels' and express his hostility towards Prussia. This sentiment also affected Darcy. Blowing up this Prussian symbol was not at all a psychological burden for Darcy.

The Capitol is an easy target, just on the south bank of a corner of the Harwell River, with a large green area to the southwest. From the air, it is quite conspicuous.

Just as Darcy was gradually losing altitude on the bombing route to the Capitol, the American B-24 was already dropping bombs. The first wave of bombers had magazines full of high-explosive shells. These bombs will be used to lift the roof of the building. Then the second wave of bombers that followed would drop incendiary bombs, setting fire to anything that could be ignited.

This practice stems from the experience of the British, who relied on this method to almost blow up the hamburger to the ground. When it was learned that the Americans were also planning to use the city to practice their skills, the British did not hide this experience from it.

Many years later, Darcy told his grandson about the bombing:

"The scene of more than 2,000 bombers dropping bombs together was extremely spectacular, and each bomber dropped a long series of bombs, and countless large and small bombs tumbled and fell from the sky, dense like raindrops. Looking down from the air, you can see that the bombs are getting smaller and smaller until you can barely see them with the naked eye. After a while, you will see a small orange-red flower suddenly bloom on the ground where you have flown over, and then, along your track, a long string of flowers will bloom in an instant, which is really beautiful and terrifying. ”

Of course, the idea of "beautiful" can only be seen by the Americans and the British who dropped the bombs, and the Germans who stayed on the ground did not have such leisure.

Jonas, who was an anti-aircraft gunner at the time, later recalled:

"Berlin had been bombed before, so on the first day, when I saw the leaflets, I didn't really care. Yes, we already knew what happened in Hamburg. But burgers are just burgers. We are Berlin, and our air defense is not comparable to Hamburg. If nothing else, there are many more 128 mm anti-aircraft guns of the kind we control than in Hamburg.

We were already in the gun position before the air raid sirens sounded. Then the enemy appeared, I have never seen so many bombers, densely packed into the sky, it was like locusts. There are so many enemy planes that we don't even have to deliberately search for targets, we just need to keep firing.

Our tactic was to fire the fastest salvo from all anti-aircraft guns in between 3-4 seconds, firing a square "barrage" with a range of 240 meters, in order to inflict maximum damage on the incoming enemy aircraft. It worked so well that I saw with my own eyes that a bomber crashed headlong into the barrage we had fired and was immediately torn to pieces.

But there were still too many enemy planes, everywhere, dense bombs fell, and the city was full of flames and smoke. In my ears, the sound of bombs exploding, houses collapsing, flames burning. We fought back desperately, and suddenly, a large bomb fell, smashing no more than forty or fifty meters away from our anti-aircraft turret. I felt like I fainted as soon as it was dark...... When I woke up, the airstrike was over and the medic was talking to me, but I couldn't hear what he was saying. I tried to stand up, but I couldn't exert any strength at all. Later, when I recovered, I went to the outside of the anti-aircraft turret and saw a large crater with a diameter of more than 30 meters and a depth of 20 meters. That's the ...... left by that bomb."

Anti-aircraft shells continued to explode in front of and behind Darcy's Lancaster bomber, and right in front of him, one Lancaster was shot. The shell of the 88-mm anti-aircraft gun directly cut off a large part of the left wing of the plane. The plane hurriedly dropped the bomb and struggled to keep flying. However, the entire plane was irretrievably tilted and flipped to the right. Apparently, the plane was out of sight, and the crew had already begun to parachute.

But Darcy turned a blind eye to all of this, and he stared closely at his target: "Now, drop the bomb!" ”

A 5.4-ton tall cabinet bomb was thrown out of the magazine. The plane immediately lightened a lot, and everyone sitting in it had a feeling of jumping upward. Darcy steadied the plane and began to climb rapidly. Tail Heavy James stared intently at the giant bomb that was falling.

The tall board hit its target accurately, burrowing through the side of the Capitol vault and exploding violently. The Capitol, while sturdy, is still vulnerable to the blows of the tall closet. In the smoke of the explosion, the small half of it near the Harwell River collapsed, and the huge dome tilted over, as if it would roll down if a gust of wind blew.

"Well done! Captain, you hit it accurately! It's as beautiful as the Lingenfjord in the port of Tromsey! ”

……

It is a primary school located near the Berlin Zoo. Before the bombing began, Hannah, an elementary math teacher, was teaching four arithmetic to fourth-graders in her classroom. At this time, the air raid sirens went off, and Hannah immediately stopped explaining. She gently placed the whip on the podium and said to the children, "Now please leave the classroom in an orderly manner and go to the air-raid shelter next to the big playground." ”

Maybe it's because the school has already conducted many retreat drills before this; Or maybe it was the calm smile on Ms. Hannah's face that soothed everyone, so the children didn't panic, and walked out of the front and back doors of the classroom one after another, as before.

Seeing that all the students had left the classroom, Hannah walked out of the classroom and closed the classroom door. Of course, this doesn't really work.

Hannah's class was on the second floor, and when she reached the staircase, she saw that Wolfgang, the headmaster, was already standing there directing. Stairs are the most dangerous place in times of emergency evacuation, and students who are in a hurry to leave can easily get stampedes here, which is a bloody lesson.

Fortunately, the usual training worked. Everyone left the school building in an orderly manner, lined up, and trotted all the way to the corner of the large playground - the entrance of the air-raid shelter is here.

It was a small bomb shelter that had not been dug for a long time, and the entrance was very narrow. The students lined up to enter the bomb shelter, and Principal Wolfgang and Hannah, as well as the German teacher Sabina, and the art teacher Britta and several other female teachers (as the war worsened, there were no more male teachers in the school) kept order, and looked around with concern from time to time.

By the time the first bomber appeared in the teachers' field of vision, the children were already in the bomb shelter. So everyone hurried in.

The door to the dugout was closed. The kids weren't particularly nervous inside. Because, there are electric lights in the bomb shelter, and it is not completely dark. At first, some of the monkeys also regarded it as a rare pastime.

But in a moment the earth began to shake violently, and then the lights above their heads blinked and went out, and the children screamed in terror. Fortunately, Britta turned on the flashlight in time, and the light of the flashlight quieted the frightened children.

The earth was still shaking, and dust and cement shards were constantly spilling down from the roof of the cave. The air was filled with the smell of dust. Hannah took the two youngest girls in her arms and prayed silently.

I don't know how long it was, maybe a year, maybe a century? Anyway, it's terrible for a long time. Hannah couldn't help but think of a theory of Jewish physics that had been criticized. A Jew went so far as to claim that the length of time could be changed. How ridiculous is that, and what is his theory called in that book...... Oh, and it's called "100 Scientists Against Einstein" that is refuted...... But now, Hannah feels that there is some truth to this Jewish idea.

Hannah shook her head, as if to shake this outrageous thought out of her head. Now, the shock is much less, and I see that the bombing is nearing its end. Sure enough, after a while, Principal Wolfgang, who had been guarding the door of the bomb shelter, brought the news that the alarm had been lifted.

Hannah left the bomb shelter with the children. The air outside the cave seemed to be even more turbid than inside, filled with the smell of gunsmoke. Hannah couldn't help coughing.

"Teacher," one child said, taking her hand, "where is our school building?" ”

Hannah looked up in the direction of the school building, and through the smoke of gunfire, she saw that the school building was gone, and there was only a large crater there.

"Teacher, teacher," another child tugged at her, "Look, there's a big cute cat there!" Hannah turned her head and saw a tiger lazily approaching her.

"Get behind me!" Hannah spread out her arms and kept the children in the back. Principal Wolfgang also rushed over with half a stool that he had seen from somewhere.

However, the tiger did not seem interested in them, and swaggered past Hannah until it reached the corner of the street in front of it, then turned a corner and disappeared.