"Sir, the control surface of the horizontal tail on the left just fell." Captain Film took the butt of his rear-firing machine gun and reported loudly to the Wing Commander.

"I feel it, damn it, the revs of the right engine are going down." Lieutenant Colonel Maiko wrenched the joystick vigorously, trying to control the balance of the plane.

The egg-shaped cabin of the JU88B, which used to be clean and full of modern dryness, has completely changed. A row of bullet holes appeared in the streamlined windshield at the front of the cabin, the two windshields at the bottom had completely fallen off, and the violent air flow was constantly blowing into the cabin through the gap.

Another series of bullet holes began in front of the left side of the cabin, swept diagonally across the entire cockpit along the metal floor, and extended to the rear armor partition, with more than a dozen holes in the front and rear. Bullets and shell fragments destroyed the altimeter and gyrocompass, broke some cables. Thankfully, most of the flight instruments were preserved and were not damaged.

Lieutenant Colonel Maiko, as the leader of the formation, rushed ahead of everyone. The gray JU88 with the squadron leader's logo charged towards the British base like thunder, and the engine whistled like a train whistle during the high-speed dive, and the British air defense command on the ground soon discovered this new enemy.

Although the bow of the JU88B has changed a lot, the overall frame remains the same, so the British on the ground will recognize this model at a glance that makes them fearful. The German twin-engine high-speed bombers, which were the most threatening targets, quickly gave up the pursuit of the reckless BF110s and turned their fire to the murderous Junkers twin.

It was a new type of enemy aircraft, and from the telescope, the British commander keenly noticed the difference in the appearance of the enemy aircraft, which allowed him to increase the threat of these invading enemies by several levels again.

By this time, the entire ground-based air defense system had fallen into a berserk. The personnel and weapons have been warmed up and run-in, and are at the peak of their exuberance. In this case, Lieutenant Colonel Maiko drove his own plane headlong into a storm of firepower.

The leader was the primary target, and almost all units within range were firing at the leader. At this time, the British also found out that the Germans did not have good intentions, and the guy did not hide the purpose of the attack at all, and the plane pounced directly on the area of the central command post. Apparently the Germans already knew that these buildings were the key point of the entire RAF. It must have been some traitor who betrayed valuable information to the enemy.

Britain's ground-based air defense system is still in a primitive state, and there is no substantial difference in the level of guarding targets. The periphery is still a circle of medium and large anti-aircraft artillery, because of the lack of radar guidance, can only rely on artificial naked eye aiming, this kind of thing can barely threaten the high-altitude and low-speed course fixed target, in the face of the current low-altitude and high-speed raid target, with their slow reaction speed, can only blindly fight, completely ineffective.

The greatest threat to Lieutenant Colonel Maiko were several small-caliber anti-aircraft gun positions at either end of the runway. These are all British imitations of single-barreled 40mm Bofors anti-aircraft guns, these anti-aircraft guns can be controlled by an anti-aircraft artillery fire control command post, and the entire artillery group can fire in tandem according to the command of the control post. As a result, Maiko's captain was surrounded by a gray-black barrage in an instant.

The German bomber wing commander made a low-level mistake by launching a premature dive attack, by which time the plane was approaching the limit speed of the dive, and if it did not slow down in time, the plane was likely to disintegrate due to structural damage. The question is. How is it possible to slow down when the enemy is concentrating, which is equivalent to stopping while the enemy is aiming.

I looked at the speedometer and the pointer was crossing the red area. It has now reached 600 kilometers per hour, which is very scary for a bomber of this size. Maike ordered his subordinates to adjust their attitudes in time, and JU88B was not equipped with a dive speed brake, which would definitely cause a disaster if there was a bad pool during the dive.

Maiko was determined to use his landline as a decoy to attract as much enemy ground fire as possible. He gritted his teeth and continued to lower the nose of the plane, to make the British really feel that he was dangerous, and if it was beneficial to the mission, he could dive into hell like this all the time.

The British on the ground felt even more intense, and they felt that they were shooting a bolt of lightning. The aimer didn't have time to adjust the muzzle of the gun, let alone enter the advance distance, so he could only blindly follow the feeling. Maiko's bomber rushed from 3,000 meters to a height of 900 meters in one go, and with its speed, it broke through the most dangerous small-caliber anti-aircraft gun barrage head-on, although it was only a few seconds, but it still brought a lot of damage to JU88B.

The wing commander was very skilled in flying, and at the last moment facing the critical point, he pulled up the nose of the plane and leveled the plane.

"We're on top of the goal." The bombardier roared excitedly and pulled the bomb switch.

The two concrete-destroying bombs, each weighing one and a half tons, instantly left the bomb rack, and in the bombardier's scope, the two bulky aerial bombs seemed to stop in place in mid-air for a moment, and then swayed and changed their attitudes, and the warheads rushed downward towards the target building.

By this time, the lead plane had already swept over the central area of the base, and unfortunately broke into an anti-aircraft gun position, which was dotted with fourteen or fifteen airfield nests, and some British soldiers began to shoot feverishly at the arrogant German plane.

It was indeed arrogant, the previous crazy dive attack of the lead plane could hardly be replicated, so it was completely disconnected from the follow-up bombers, Lieutenant Colonel Maiko did complete the task of attracting firepower perfectly, he attracted the attention of the ground anti-aircraft fire of the entire base to himself, especially after the two giant bombs lifted off the cement roof of the command post, all the British officers who realized what it represented invariably ordered their subordinates to turn their firepower, and they must kill the German plane and avenge the commanders in the command post.

Now not only machine guns and anti-aircraft artillery, but even ordinary infantry are firing at the German bomber that is still hovering at low altitude, and the other side is now behaving in a blatant humiliation of the British. How did they know that at this time, Lieutenant Colonel Maiko really had a bitterness that he couldn't say, and he could swear to God, and he definitely didn't have any idea of showing off. It was only because of the problem with the control of the plane that he could only barely turn to the right now. One wing of JU88B suddenly pulled out a faint white smoke, and the British people who saw this scene were very angry, and they became more and more enthusiastic about target shooting.

Speaking of which, at this time, it was not more than half a minute before Maiko launched an attack. The German bombers that followed finally caught up with the captain. More than a dozen heavy concrete-destroying bombs rained down from the sky, and the pilots saluted their wing commander with their battle deeds and proved to him that he was not wrong, and that they did have the professionalism to match their rank.

The power of the one-and-a-half-ton bomb was extremely amazing, and in an instant, more than a dozen huge fireballs rose in the core area, and the smoke of gunpowder rolled up small mushroom-like clouds. The bomb with a sturdy armor-piercing shell uses a delayed fuse that uses gravity to penetrate the concrete protective layer of an anti-aircraft shelter and then detonate inside, turning even the thickest layer of cement into a pile of rubble after a single shot.

With the destruction of the base command center. This triggered a general collapse of the anti-aircraft fire control system, and when the fire control center was blown into the sky, the base's anti-aircraft fire network suddenly fell into chaos. The various positions lost their unified command, the firepower began to be chaotic, and some machine gun firing points could only fight on their own, and the soldiers blindly turned their guns and fired indiscriminately at the nearest target.

Lieutenant Colonel Maiko's JU88 spun in a crooked circle over the airport, and finally began to swing in the right direction and slowly climb towards the sky. The squadron crews completed their bomb dropping missions, and they began to regroup. Then they moved closer to their co-captain.

The team leader looked miserable at this time, completely losing his original beautiful appearance. The wings on both sides are covered with large and small holes, and the part of the rear fuselage near the control surface of the tail is beaten like a honeycomb.

Luckily, the two engines don't appear to have suffered any damage, and the wing control surfaces are still in control, and as long as the two are in the pilot's hands, the aircraft can at least maintain a normal climb.

German bombers always had a control backup. JU88 will not be any different, the concern is that the pilot and the crew, after that kind of bullet rain baptism, someone must be hurt. But to the surprise of the pilots, all three of the team leader said they were fine. Not even a single piece of skin was scratched, unscathed. This must have been a gift from God, and many people began to make crosses on their chests while cheering.

However, although the person is fine, the state of the plane is worrying, and everyone can see that this guy has received serious damage and is now barely staying in the air with the superb skills of the pilot.

"I ordered Sergeant Rudolph of the 1st Squad to replace me as the formation leader and lead the squadron home." Lieutenant Colonel Maiko radioed the latest orders.

The control system of the lead aircraft was damaged, which has threatened the flight safety of other aircraft in the formation. Because once the plane loses control, it may collide with adjacent aircraft in mid-air, so for the safety of everyone, the lead plane must break out of formation and return alone.

"My engine is still running, but there are some problems with the parameters, it should have been damaged in the previous battle, I can't maintain such a high speed for a long time, I have to reduce the speed of the plane, my fuel leaked a lot before, the pressure of the hydraulic system has been dropping, in this state, it is impossible for me to fly back to the base through the strait to land, I am ready to descend altitude, try to fly towards our control area, and then find a field airfield or a field forced landing." The Wing Captain spoke to his men about his decision.

"We'll be with you until we see you make a successful crash landing." The leader of the first team said over the radio.

"There are still a large number of enemy aircraft moving nearby, and we can't let you fly alone, at least we can provide some protection on the side."

"That's why I ordered you to return on your own, a single plane is not easy to attract the attention of enemy aircraft, there must be a crew in the formation that has been damaged by anti-aircraft fire, and the most correct choice now is to return at high speed immediately. I can't let everyone accompany me on the adventure, you have to believe in the level of your wing leader, not to mention that your squadron leader is also with me. Now I don't want to continue discussing this issue with you, this is my final decision, it cannot be changed, this is the order of the Wing Commander! Lieutenant Colonel Maiko loudly refuted his men's suggestion, and although he knew it was all good intentions, the problem was that he would not allow the entire formation to be put in danger because of his personal safety.

"Yes, sir." The pilots replied loudly over the radio.

"Rudolph, the squadron will be handed over to you, I hope you will not live up to my expectations of you."

"Understood, sir, good luck, we will be waiting for you at the base." The group began to turn to the return route, the bomber group lined up in a neat formation, and the pilots saluted the leader in the cockpit, reluctantly saying goodbye to their brave wing commander.

Lieutenant Colonel Maiko and his two men saluted the departing group at the same time, and then the plane began to turn slowly, preparing to fly at a low altitude at cruising speed, so as to avoid detection by enemy fighters and also avoid the eyes and ears of enemy air defense lookouts. Anyway, it was only 20 kilometers away from the German Army-controlled area, so even if the plane couldn't hold on, it could find a flat open ground and make a forced landing. As long as you don't land in the enemy's control zone, you don't have to worry about equipment leaks.

Just as the plane was halfway through the turn, Maiko felt a sudden pause in his pedals.

"Oh, spare me." Lieutenant Colonel Maiko stomped hard, but the body did not respond accordingly.

"Our rudder is stuck, sir." Film shouted.

"I know, it's unbelievable." Lieutenant Colonel Maiko felt a tingling in his scalp, which meant that the plane had lost its ability to steer, and the broken JU88 was flying straight towards the city of London.

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