If you look at the map, you can know that Brest is just at the western tip of the Brittany Peninsula, the most prominent part, and you don't need to fly over the land of France, you can fly almost straight from Spain to Brest.

Brest, in the extreme corner of this peninsula.

Brest is a good harbor and one of the locations of the French naval fleet.

At this time, in the harbor, two warships were waiting anxiously.

The French cruisers "Joan of Arc" and "É-Belden", the secrets of which only the captain knew, and at the same time, decided that it was a sleepless night.

It's just a few trucks to transport some "supplies" needed on warships, why haven't they come over until now? It's just too much of a rush.

The captain stood on the bridge and looked at the civilian dock on the other side, at this time, the dock was full of crowded people, in the second half of the night, when a British cruise ship docked, there were several passengers who unfortunately fell into the water, but unfortunately, no one cared about them, everyone was running towards the cruise ship in panic, not caring about other people's lives.

At this time, where did the romance of the French go?

I don't know where the German army has hit, and the captain can't help but think in his heart that the French navy has not yet come into contact with the Germans.

The British suffered two losses, and the main naval force was destroyed, while the main force of the French navy still existed, which was related to the strategy of both sides.

The strategic goal of the British Navy was to control the Atlantic, and Germany wanted to go out of the Atlantic, so the two sides were mortal enemies, and they would never die.

France is different, France's strategic center of gravity, in the Mediterranean, the French fleet in the Mediterranean, is the main force of France, and their enemy is the Italian fleet.

Therefore, in this port, there are very few French warships, only two of them are large warships, and the existence of battleship-class ships is in the ports of the Mediterranean.

In the east, the whiteness of the fish belly is gradually revealed, and a new day is coming, and he can faintly see the despair on the faces of those who are ready to flee from the people on the shore.

No new ships will come, and they are destined to wait for nothing.

His eyelids began to fight involuntarily, and he decided to go down and sleep and wait until the cargo arrived, and then tell him.

At this time, the convoy, which had not yet reached the city of Brest, was full of people, and because the cars were loaded with those valuable goods, Pique could no longer use his power, even machine guns, to threaten the people to get out of the way, just to be on the safe side.

Once it really causes bloodshed, he can't bear the responsibility himself.

At this point, sitting in the back compartment, Gru had a plaster cast on his feet, making him look rather funny.

"Gru, you're going to have to train more in the future." Next to him, a soldier said.

At this time, the sky had just dawned, and the soldier had just finished speaking, when he was suddenly stunned: "Hey, just now, something seems to have flown in the sky?" ”

"Nothing, you're dazzled, aren't you?" Gru said, "Now, take the time to rest, for a while, you still have to work." ”

Gru had actually seen it clearly just now, and it was definitely a glider flying in the sky! Your own people, the speed of the dispatch is so fast!

It was indeed the glider that was just dawning, and the Junkers-290, who were in charge of towing, put down the glider behind them at a distance of thirty kilometers from the port, and then the Junkers-290 bomber returned, and the glider, in a silent advance.

At this time, the glider is like a brick flying in the air, and the altitude is constantly dropping, and the pilot of the glider, after taking over the control of the plane, is engrossed.

You can see the ships in the harbor in the distance, you can see the city, you can't go wrong flying in this direction, the key to them is to land on the outskirts of the eastern part of the city, near the vineyard, the closer the better!

It all depends on the pilot's ability to search for targets visually!

At that moment, there was a noise below, and Skorzny, from the cargo compartment below, climbed into the cockpit.

Although Skorzny is not a pilot, he has a pair of sharp eyes, and at this time, everything on the ground is clear in his eyes.

"The course is correct, keep flying." He said to the pilot.

The glider is not powered, they only have one chance to land, it is impossible to go back to flight, and now, they must land successfully!

The altitude of the flight over the port is decreasing, and the altitude is decreasing when flying over the city.

In order to prevent the glider from being discovered, the entire glider was painted sky blue, and even then, it was impossible for them to blend in with the sky.

As a result, their gliders were no longer completely concealed in flight, but no one paid attention to them.

The whole city of Brest, the people of the surrounding suburbs, and the people who came from the vicinity, blocked the whole city, and from the air, you could see that everyone was gathering towards the port, and the population density in the port was incomparably large.

At such a time, who still has the heart to look at the heavens?

The garrison of the city, now all in the city, help maintain order, anyway, the Germans are still in the north, this side is quite safe, no one will notice the sky.

If it is an ordinary plane, there is the sound of the engine, and it can still attract attention, and the current glider, it is completely silent, as if it is a big bird, quietly, I flew away, without taking a single cloud.

Throughout Brest, order is chaotic.

After flying over the city, the altitude is lower, but there are the same vineyards all around, which one is it?

"There's smoke over there!" Just then, the pilot shouted.

The place where there was smoke instantly caught the pilot's attention, and Skorzny stared at it closely, compared it with the map in his head, and finally confirmed: "Yes, there it is!" ”

"The clinic is on fire!" At this time, there was a panic on the ground.

This roadside clinic is very affordable and inexpensive, and the residents of the neighborhood come here to see a doctor, and the doctor's medical skills are not bad, even the people in the manor often come to see the doctor.

Now, this clinic is suddenly on fire.

Billowing smoke rose into the sky, and in the manor, three kilometers away, Favre-Joli's face suddenly changed.

"What's going on there?" He said to one of the guards.

"It's the clinic that's on fire."

"Hurry up and put out the fire, be quick! Don't let the smoke continue to spread! "He already had a premonition of something, but unfortunately, he made the wrong plan.

"Come with me, let's put out the fire!" The guard shouted to his companion.