A fateful duel unfolds between the British and German air forces! However, at this time, mortals who don't know anything about fate are still conscientiously doing their own thing, such as the current Captain Harley, who is patrolling and arranging the cruise plan of the air team.

According to the order, Halley's air force was to be directly subordinate to the navy, and their task was to ensure the security of Constantinople and the nearby naval bases, for which the navy sent a liaison team so that it could establish contact with the air guard posts. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info And how to patrol, how to arrange volleys, is Harley's own business. To do this, he needed to understand the environment in the mission area so that he could arrange patrol assignments.

"It seems that we should have come out earlier to stop those Briton reconnaissance planes." Harley said with some depression as he looked at the sky, which was empty except for the white clouds. What should I do if I have nothing to do? Naturally, I'm looking for something to do! Fishing in the Black Sea is obviously not a good option, and playing bridge in the dormitory is not a good idea, so after coming, Harley decided to see if he could ambush the British's reconnaissance plane, which is definitely a game for the brave and the wise! Determining the route of the British Air Force through intelligence and analysis, and arranging an ambush plan, is the time for an ace pilot to do, preferably by touching the other side from behind without the other party noticing, and then in the ten seconds that the two planes are staggered, the other party is cleanly smashed into a fireball! Well, this feeling is really addictive!

"The British seem to have chosen to fly most of their voyages at night, and to appear near Constantinople punctually during the day. We came once before, once 3 days ago, and all today. They will appear in two places, one near the harbor and the other in what appears to be the sea north of Constantinople. I always felt like there was a conspiracy in this! Lieutenant Hess, who was sitting in the back seat, was talking to Harley as he looked at the map in his hand.

"You mean, I'm afraid the British are going to attack the shipyards?" Harley said with a dark hue.

"It's hard to say, if the plane is carrying a bomb, it can be dropped, and during the day, I'm afraid there is no chance, but if, like now, the British bombers appear in the sky over the port of Constantinople at dawn, then it is really a little unguardable. And you know, those two warships are still being repaired, and they are not fully staffed, so it is not easy to transfer them. ”

Lieutenant Hess said in a very casual tone. At this time, Hess just described it with his own ideas, he didn't think about the possibility of the British really doing this, after all, not to mention anything else, where did the British transfer so many bombers, this is in Turkey, not on the Western Front!

"If, when you're fine, you choose to drive a plane without sleep every morning to get a look at Constantinople in the sun?" Halley asked.

"Maybe once, but not three times." Hess was stunned for a moment, but he also realized the key ...... of the problem. Night flight, and it's such a long-distance night flight, don't look at the city of Constantinople, but you can fly over in one night, and it's not bad for an hour up and down, it's all elite!

"So, I feel like we've got something to do!" Harley said with a deep breath. "Send a telegram to the fellows at the Admiralty, and say, death from the sky!"

"Well, you're saying that the British planes have been appearing more and more often lately, and it's always early in the morning?" At noon that day, the earl, who was having lunch, asked after looking at the telegram from Constantinople.

"Yes, the Bavarian Air Force said that this could be a harbinger of a large-scale operation by the British, and the commander who led the team described it as death from the sky." Said the officer who sent the intelligence.

"That's a bit of an exaggeration." The Count frowned slightly.

"According to the information from the port of Kiel, the British bombers were conservative in their use of bombs or torpedoes weighing up to 500KG. And if it is a bomb, the 500KG bomb charge may be more than 300KG. As for the bombing accuracy? According to our experiments, it was still possible to attack a stationary target the size of a battleship in the harbor. The officer said.

"it!" The Earl is really not calm. He was frightened by the 300KG high explosives, this thing, let alone whether it is armor-piercing, let alone thrown on the superstructure. Even if a near-miss bomb falls next to the battleship, the damage caused by it is probably much stronger than that of a mine, and how much explosives does a mine cost? It's only around 200KG! This bomb actually has a charge of 300KG? It's so brutal!

"What about their opinions?" The Count put down the knife and fork in his hand, wiped his hands with a napkin beside the table, and said.

"The best thing to say is to divert it, and the other thing is to suggest that more searchlights and anti-aircraft weapons be deployed around the port. Of course, Captain Harley also said that he was willing to try to ambush the British. The officer said.

"The United Forces should be ready to move, the power system and weapon system have been repaired, and only the superstructure remains, and they can be considered to be sent to a port in Romania, where it is easier to receive supplies from the mainland. Also, let the fleet in Bulgaria go north for the time being. In the defense zone of the Bavarian Corps, they would be safer. Earl Spee said.

"And what about the things above us?" Commodore Pachner, the captain of the Prince Eugen, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help but shudder at the earl's words, this is a kind of perception as a soldier, you can call it the sixth sense, this is an almost instinctive reaction formed after many battles, a keen perception of the crisis, unreasonable suspicion, unreasonable accuracy! For example, during the last night attack on the French fleet, Count Spee specifically asked the Prinz Eugen to be on guard.

It was not that the planes of the British did not appear near their bases, in fact, traces of British reconnaissance aircraft were recently spotted throughout the northwestern part of Asia Minor. Count Spee felt that there was a problem early on, but he couldn't grasp the point, and this time, when the professional from the Bavarian Army came over to remind him, the count seemed to realize the seriousness of the problem!

The Count had made the best arrangements at this moment, and the fleet in Bulgaria went north into the defenses of the Bavarian Legion, which was far from Greece or Serbia, and it was difficult for the British to reach it. As for the two battleships in Istanbul, the United Forces should be transferred quickly, there are only two of them, I'm afraid it won't work, the power system is being outfitted, it's half-pulled and half-pulled, and if you want to go, you can still find a high-power tugboat, but where is the tugboat .......

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