"Nightingale One! Nightingale One! I'm after you! I'm right behind you! In the cabin, where there were no lights at all, the pilot's voice sounded with the roar of the engine. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

If you don't look closely, you may not notice that there are countless planes sailing in formation above the sea.

In order not to collide with each other, the night lights of these planes shine from time to time, which is the only light that proves their existence.

Without the help of any lights, the German JU-88 night fighters had already flown to the attack position, and these ghosts from the night, for the first time, appeared on the stage of human warfare.

"Nightingale Two! I'm in attack position! I'm in attack position! Soon, Nightingale One's answer came from inside the headphones.

The newly designed and produced JU-88 night fighter, equipped with powerful night attack firepower, in addition to the installation of a full 4 20 mm caliber cannons in the nose, it also has an oblique music weapon system.

This weapon system is a cannon system that is attached to the back of an aircraft and fires diagonally upwards. With this weapon system, it is possible to obtain a safe attack position without having to fly to a dangerous place.

In real history, when German night fighters armed with oblique music appeared near Berlin, the losses of Allied bombers instantly rose by a fifth!

Because of the appearance of oblique music, the Allied night bombers were at a tactical disadvantage, and even canceled many bombing plans.

"I'm ready to fire at any time!" After confirming the status of the aircraft, the pilot confirmed it by radio.

"Nightingale troops! Nightingale troops! Start attacking! Start attacking! "The commander shouted the order to attack in the headset, and then the whole battlefield became noisy.

"Fire! Fire! "There was a cacophony of shouting in the headphones. This was the Nightingale unit's first actual combat attack, so the pilot's shouts were still a little nervous.

"Suddenly! Sudden Sudden Rush! The dull sound of cannons echoed in the night sky, blending with the sound of engines, and the whole battlefield immediately boiled.

The dull sound of the cannon made everyone's chests thuffle. Because tracer bullets were strictly forbidden, even the German pilots in charge of the attack could not see their bullets flying towards their targets.

Everything was drowned in the darkness of the night, where almost nothing could be seen, and everything seemed to be hidden by a curtain.

As the first carefully developed night fighter, the JU-88 was much more specialized than the ME-110.

All the weapons of such an aircraft, which are installed behind the pilot's line of sight. In this way, the muzzle flame that the aircraft spits out when it fires, so that the bright light will temporarily blind the pilot's sight.

FOUR CANNONS MOUNTED TOGETHER, ALONG WITH A LARGE AMOUNT OF AMMUNITION CARRIED, PROVIDED THE JU-88 WITH TERRIBLE FIREPOWER.

When the nightingales opened fire, above their heads, the British Air Force pilots, who did not know that they were in danger, were still trying to maintain their flight formation.

"Hey! Hit by something on the thirteenth! The navigator on an airplane, watching the A-20 bomber not far away burst into flames, said to the pilot next to him in horror.

The pilot of the plane looked at the friendly plane that exploded in the direction of the wingtip extending outward, and he forgot to close his mouth in fright.

Then, he saw that in front of him, in the passenger seat beside him, the navigator had been pierced through the body by a bullet, and the whole body had become a bloody corpse.

Before he could scream, he felt his plane lose control, and the cold wind poured into the cabin of the plane, and then a violent tumbling followed.

Flying in the driver's seat of another A-20 behind this A-20 bomber, two British pilots saw their comrades fly a plane that broke in two in the air.

Hit by a 20 mm caliber cannon, the entire nose of that plane fell off the fuselage. The nose of the fuselage tumbled and fell, and the fuselage was still exploding in the air.

"Hell!" Piloting his own plane, dodging various parts that had been shattered by the explosion, the pilot cursed on the A-20 bomber behind him.

And in his co-pilot, the navigator was also screaming: "We have been attacked!" We were attacked by the Germans! ”

Without his hysterical shouts, almost everyone knew that they had already encountered the mysterious German night fighter unit.

In the mouths of the few pilots who survived the bombing of the German-occupied territories, these demons from the night were more terrible than the anti-aircraft fire on the ground.

The opponent will rush from all directions and strafe the entire fleet with large-caliber cannons. Those guys were able to find their targets accurately in the night sky and shoot down poor British bombers.

"I can't see tracer bullets! In which direction are they attacking? The shooter who was in control of the self-defense machine gun asked nervously through the microphone.

He was ordered to defend himself with his machine gun, but he couldn't see any targets except in the dark night sky.

The present situation is probably the most devastating of all - the enemy is constantly attacking, and the person being beaten cannot even see where the enemy is, let alone return fire.

"I have to get out of here! Oh, my God! We have to get out of here! A young pilot shouted loudly over the radio, looking like he was on the verge of collapse.

Next to the shouting pilot, the navigator, who was also nervous, comforted him loudly, hoping that he would not do anything stupid: "Don't easily change the course of the flight!" Hell, don't do a big maneuver! ”

The pilot on the opposite side didn't seem to hear the navigator's shouts at all, pulled the control stick and let his plane start to turn.

The plane obediently began to turn, and then crashed headlong into another friendly plane flying next to him. The two planes collided together, the wings broke, and the entire fuselage exploded.

Farther away, in the Hampton bomber formation, this huge explosion could be seen, and everyone was so frightened that they couldn't speak.

"Where are the Germans? I can't see them! While piloting his own plane, trying to keep the plane flying on a fixed route, the pilot shouted frantically.

Everyone is on the lookout, looking for the demons that soar in the night sky like vampires. After another A-20 exploded in the air, the fire finally allowed the British pilots on the side to see the wings of the enemy plane flashing by.

On that flashing wing, the black iron cross was cold and oppressive. The British pilot, who had seen the Iron Cross clearly, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if he had seen the bloodless face of the devil.

"They're coming! They're coming! "Inside the headphones, it's this useless shouting. The entire bomber formation was in disarray, and the planes that fell one after the other.

The radio channels of the German night fighter unit were much more deserted. A pilot, who had attacked an enemy plane, adjusted his position and reported the enemy's information to the ground tower.

After he coughed, he spoke: "Ground command center, ground command center, enemy flight altitude 5500!" Flight altitude 5500! No change! ”

On the ground in the port of Brest, all the anti-aircraft gun positions that were in high standing adjusted their shells, setting the fuses of the shells at an altitude of 5500.

It's just that from daytime to this time, hundreds of anti-aircraft guns have not yet been given a chance to fire.

While these anti-aircraft artillery positions waited patiently, in the sky, hordes of Luftwaffe ME-110 fighters had joined the battle group from all directions.

Compared to the elusive, oblique professional night fighter JU-88, these improvised ME-110 fighters seem less mysterious.

They spat tongues of fire and opened fire on the British bomber group, and in a split second, they shot down more than a dozen RAF bombers.

The destructive power caused by thirty or forty night fighters is absolutely unbearable for a formation of more than a hundred and ten bombers.

Soon, the British bomber force began to collapse, and then the originally slightly messy formation disintegrated in an instant.

"Dodge! Avoid! Get out of here! "In the bumpy cabin of the plane, the officers of the British front-line command were already completely desperate for the bombing.

It was a desperate massacre, and the British night bomber force, which did not even have the ability to fight back, was beaten to the death.

In the face of the German night fighter force, which had already formed a size, the British pilots even preferred to bomb during the day - at least, they had the opportunity to open fire when facing the enemy.

As for the present...... Although they were also firing non-stop, in addition to strafing everywhere to embolden themselves, it was more difficult to hit the German planes than the wings of friendly troops......

Not to mention tearing through the defensive line formed by the German night fighters in front of you, and then dropping bombs on the port of Brest. He really doubted that he would immediately turn around and have a chance to fly back to the British mainland.

After hearing the order, the British pilots, who had already collapsed, immediately flew their planes and began to return home.

However, it is clear that the German night fighters, which are equipped with radar, a large number of artillery, and have a long range, do not intend to let go of these fat meat that comes to their mouths easily.

The JU-88, which had a high speed, continued to pursue, and the ME-110 also launched an attack in all directions, almost sending the RAF bomber formation to the vicinity of the British mainland coastline before returning home.

Only about a third of the British bombers returned, and many of them still had scars. This time the British lost so clearly that even Churchill didn't bother to hide it anymore.

The offensive during the day lost more than 200 pilots, and at night almost 100 more! In the space of one day, both attacks failed, and the British turned half of their pilots into German prisoners of war, or garlands on coffins......