The day after the success of the British raid, at eight o'clock in the morning.

Northern part of Scotland, Zipanset, Scarpa, England.

"Abner! We have to go! Abraham knocked on the bathroom door.

"God!" The door to the bathroom was opened from the inside, and Abner took a towel and complained while wiping his mouth, "We still have to fly on a mission on such a cold day, can you not go?" ”

"What do you say?" Abraham gave his old partner a blank look.

"Alas......" Abner sighed, hung the towel on the towel rack in the bathroom behind him, walked over to his bed, picked up his flight jacket, and reluctantly followed Abraham out of the warm dormitory.

"Really, why would the boss let us go on a mission in such weather......" Abner was still babbling, "the Germans won't and can't get ......here anyway"

"Alright." Abraham patted his partner on the shoulder helplessly, "It's already easy for us to go one trip a day, guys on the other side of the English Channel, we have to fly three times a day......"

"Three flights......," Abner snorted, "they won't be flying for long three times, doesn't it mean that Mr. Prime Minister is stepping up the deployment of the warning radar network along the English Channel?" When the arrangement is done, they won't have it easy? ”

"That's too." Abraham nodded, walked over to a jeep that had been waiting in front of the pilot's quarters, opened the co-pilot's door and sat down.

"You're finally here." The driver said to the two with a smile as he saw Abner sitting in the back seat, starting the car and heading towards the hangar.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Abraham smiled heartily, then glanced dotingly at Abner in the back row, "Abner is too slow, haha." ”

"Alright, you." Abner glared at Abraham.

"What were you guys just talking about? So seriously? ”

"We're talking about when the prime minister will remember us here." Abner crossed his arms and said dissatisfiedly, "There are almost piles of radars on the English Channel, and we only have two or three here, and they are all old models. ”

"Haha." The driver laughed twice when he heard this, "It's enough for us to have a home fleet here." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the battleships "Nelson" and "Rodney", which were moored not far away, and then continued, "Why did the Germans fight here? Ha ha. ”

"yes." Abraham looked at the home fleet quietly moored in the harbor, "The English Channel is different, I heard that two days ago, a fleet of medium-range bombers of the Germans bombed an arsenal in Calais, France, under the cover of their ME109 - how close is it to our homeland?" Is there 40 km? - This is not good news. ”

After Abraham said the news, the car fell silent.

Although the official cover of the Allied retreat in Belgium had been maintained, everyone – including the nursing children – understood that the war was not far from the French mainland, and that "will Britain be attacked then?" "It's a question that all the people are asking.

The answer to this question was obvious to Abraham and the rest of the profession.

"Gentlemen, it's time to get there." The driver skillfully drove the jeep to a stop outside the hangar.

"Thanks, buddy." Abraham and Abner each opened the door, jumped out of the car and thanked them with a smile, and then walked towards the hangar.

A technician who was holding on to the fuel hose to refuel an airplane saw the two walk in, stood up and greeted the two with a smile: "Hey! Good morning, brother! ”

"Good morning! Alger! Abraham patted the technician on the shoulder affectionately.

"Morning number!" Abner waved his hand, then patted the plane, "How are you?" Buddy? ”

"It's very good." Alger leaned back on the plane, "Just had two bottles of engine oil, and now I've got a belly full of jet fuel, I think it must be screaming for the sky right now!" ”

"Soon to be in heaven." Abraham walked over to the plane and said as he climbed the ladder into it.

Abner tightened his jacket and climbed in.

Alger and other ground crews hurriedly stepped forward to remove the grapes, fuel pipes and other things from the side of the plane.

"Boom...... Boom! After confirming that everything had been removed, Abraham started the plane's engine.

"Goodbye! I'm waiting for you to come back! Alger and the others waved.

Abraham didn't say anything more, just waved his hand, then closed the canopy and steered the plane to taxi towards the runway.

"Tower, RF-133 requests to take off." Abraham turned on the on-board radio and spoke to the tower through the microphone on his headset.

A few seconds later, a reply came from the tower.

"It has been confirmed, the RF133 aircraft, the eastern routine warning, the take-off request has been passed, I wish you all a smooth journey."

As the take-off request passed, Abraham pushed the throttle handle to the front with his left hand, and the throttle valve was opened to the maximum, and the engine fuel intake skyrocketed.

The Bristol Perseus XII 900 hp star engine roared and the heavy propeller wind drove the plane to an accelerated pace.

When it was time to take off, Abraham slowly pulled the lever back, and the Blackburn Roc, which had been refurbished from the aircraft carrier Ark Royal and converted into a reconnaissance aircraft, took to the skies again.

It was only after the afterburner that he climbed to an altitude of 3,000 meters that Abraham lowered the throttle to cruise gear and flew the plane eastward.

"The weather is really not very good today, can you see the sea at this height?" Abraham asked Abner in the back seat.

Hearing this, Abner glanced down, and from his position, he could see the entire home fleet neatly anchored in the harbor.

"I have a good view, I can see the sea!" Abner replied.

"Good." "We'll be almost back in two hours." ”

"Hmm." Abner nodded, then leaned back in his chair to find a comfortable angle, "I squinted for a while, and called me out of the base cordon." ”

So saying, Abner closed his eyes and fell into a half-sleep.

It didn't take long for Abner to wake up to Abraham's shouts.

"Hey! Hey! Abner! Abraham cried out, "Wake up! ”

"Hmm." Abner rubbed his eyes, "What's wrong?" Out of the cordon? ”

"We're out a long time ago." Abraham said, "I was afraid you didn't sleep well last night, so I didn't call you." ”

"Well......" Abner shook his head, completely out of the haze, "and what do you call me now?" ”

"I just saw something up ahead." Abraham said nervously, "Pay attention to the clouds in the direction of 105. ”

"Don't scare me, you." Abner thought Abraham was joking with him, and he laughed as he picked up his telescope and looked in the direction Abraham had said.

"Your trick is too LO, what else is there besides clouds?" Abner laughed.

"No?" Abraham wondered.

"No......," Abner still laughed.

Suddenly, he saw something in the clouds flashing by.

"Wait......" Abner smiled, holding the binoculars in both hands, and looked intently in that direction.

It didn't take long for a thin patch of thick clouds to appear again.

Something flashed by again!

This time, however, Abner saw what it was.

An airplane with an iron cross on its wings!

There's a little easter egg, have you found it?