With the continuous equipment of the HS129 attack aircraft, the Stuka bomber, a bomber that crisscrosses the skies of Western Europe, has become more and more outdated, with fixed landing gear and small maximum speed, which is already a type of aircraft that is about to be eliminated in the Luftwaffe.

Although it tends to be eliminated in the Luftwaffe, in this era, it can fly at least another year or two.

And now, there is no problem in dealing with the situation here in Iran.

The strength of German support for Iran was sufficient, in addition to the support of Moder with ground troops, there were also bomber units in the air!

The Royal Iranian Air Force has about 400 aircraft, organized into eight groups. Now the air struggle on the battlefield is not serious, so the German first entered Iranian airspace only Stuka bombers, and the number is not large, only one squadron, deployed near Tehran.

Having received Moder's order, four Stuka bombers, quickly completing their flight preparations, soon took off from the runway of the airfield.

Squadron Leader Carl, sitting in his cockpit, looking at the undulating mountains outside, the scenery here is really good!

Carl's flying experience is not long, last year, when he landed in Britain across the sea, Carl only set out for the first time to bomb Britain, but soon, Carl grew up in the war, and now he is already a squadron leader.

This time, after receiving the order, he took his squadron and transferred to Iran, and then he was about to participate in this bombing mission, Karl was very excited, and at the same time, he was more careful.

For him, the biggest problem was not the bombing mission itself, but flying on the right course.

Any pilot, flying in unfamiliar airspace, is full of unknown risks, even in the afterlife, after each transition, must first familiarize yourself with the landmarks.

Iran is surrounded by mountains that look exactly the same, and in such a situation, it is easy to lose course if you don't pay attention.

Carl looked at his compass and looked down at the chart strapped to his thigh.

The Stuka bomber doesn't have a lot of space, so it's a good idea for pilots to tie the charts to their laps and look down at any time and compare them.

Fly to Qazvin first, then head north to find that canyon!

The engine was roaring, and Stuka's inverted seagull wings looked so beautiful in the sky.

Godasco Valley.

Throughout the valley, there was a smell of blood, which made people smell and feel like vomiting.

"Eat, when you are full, you will have strength." Colonel Baranov said to his subordinates.

At this time, he leaned on the carcass of a horse and opened a box of canned beef, the color of the canned beef was also blood red, and the smell inside made people smell sick.

In the past, this kind of canned food was the most popular, after all, the Soviet stalls were very large, and ordinary people could not eat such delicious canned food, and the troops could only distribute this kind of food when they were fighting.

But now, many people can't eat it, lie down on the corpses of their comrades, and then eat meat in large gulps?

If you don't eat, you won't have the strength, and if you don't have the strength, you won't be able to hold out until the reinforcements arrive!

Baranov took a bayonet, picked open the can, picked the meat directly with the tip of the bayonet, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it heavily, and swallowed it vigorously.

The enemies around are cunning.

When they had built their fortifications, the surrounding enemies did not fire again! At the same time, they didn't come down to fight, if it weren't for the corpses all over the ground and the smell of blood in the air, people would think that it hadn't happened.

What are these Iranians waiting for? Even Baranov couldn't figure it out, but Baranov knew that he only had to persevere, and he had to persevere!

There was an echo on the radio, and General Novikov's troops were hurrying in, and they would be rescued as long as they held out until tomorrow.

Now that I'm rested and fed, I may have a fierce battle in the evening.

Thinking of this, Baranov suppressed the urge to turn upwards in his stomach and continued to eat the next bite of the can.

At this moment, there was a rumbling sound in the distance, like thunder, and Baranov's face suddenly changed.

The roar, which was getting louder, Baranov shouted loudly: "Pay attention to air defense!" ”

They managed to pile up the corpses and create a fortification for them that could block the shooting from the top of the mountain, but this was already the limit, and they definitely couldn't stop the bombardment right overhead!

Just after he finished shouting, at the mountain pass in front of him, he suddenly saw a plane with the wings of a seagull coming up, and in an instant, he was stunned.

Stuka! In the sky over Iran, how can there be a Stuka? After a few seconds, it dawned on him.

No wonder they will be surrounded here, the Germans are also moving quickly, they have already arrived! Those who surround themselves here today are not Iranians at all, at least not all Iranians, and the elite among them should be Germans!

It is not a shame to be defeated at the hands of the Germans.

At this time, the Soviet soldiers below, as if they knew that it was the last moment, raised their rifles one after another, and pointed them at the sky overhead, and by this time, Stuka had already swooped down with a roar, and the whistle on the landing gear let out a dead cry.

Looking at the sparse firepower below, Karl barely had any psychological pressure, he pushed the lever, dived down at an angle of nearly 90 degrees, and then pressed the bomb button.

Excessive bravery is recklessness, and here, the dive must not be too low, because this is a valley, there is simply not much space for the plane to pull up, and if the infantry on the ground falls, it is definitely the saddest.

Anyway, this kind of bomb does not need to be particularly precise.

The Stuka bomber pulled up, and a bomb had already staggered down.

Baranov's pupils dilated, this bomb was flying towards him!

Come on!

Without any reason, he spread his legs and ran quickly to the side, leaving his fortifications and risking even being strafed by fire from the top of the hill.

"Boom!" Then the bomb exploded, and it landed two or three meters away from the fortifications, and at this time, the people who did not run out of the fortifications squatted down skillfully, and supposedly were able to avoid the fragments of the explosion.

At that moment, the explosion produced a fireball, and then, the fireball spread outwards and rapidly! A layer of flames, sputtering outward, expanding.

Baranov's heart was shocked, incendiary bombs!