Spanish Civil War, who is right and who is wrong? It's simply not clear. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe left-wing government only occupies a nominal legitimacy, and Franco belongs to the rebel army. In fact, the bad things done by both sides are similar!

In the left-wing government, anarchists are a large part, they demand more power, prison riots, street riots, land is divided among the peasants in a looting way, but the government issues a special proclamation to approve it!

Moreover, they also have clashes of faith, with 161 churches burned down in just four months after the left-wing government came to power.

In Zaragoza, the conflict was even more severe, and all the Catholics in the city of Zaragoza were exterminated!

Yes, it's all killed! It was a chaotic time, and every time I thought about it, the Falangist fighter was furious.

The law as a social convention has disappeared, and the despicable cruelty of human nature hidden and suppressed in the heart has emerged, and as long as it is someone you don't like, you can kill it as an enemy! And it's righteous!

As Capa stood on the ruins of the church, listening to the warrior's words, a thought strengthened in his heart, and the words of Ciric that day had been ringing in his ears.

In war, there is no one right or wrong.

Whoever wins, can wantonly smear the other party, justice will win means that whoever wins, who is just!

Zaragoza is already under your control!

After getting this news, General Mora was extremely excited, as long as he got Zaragoza, it meant that the entire eastern part of Spain would fall under his control!

"General, the plane is ready for you, you can fly to Zaragoza now, I heard that General Ciric has also passed." Beside Mora, his henchman Kubala said to him.

Flights to Zaragoza! It is the eastern center of Spain, as long as it is there, it is activated, and the Falangists will rise, and it will not be long before the entire east will become their own territory!

After much deliberation, Mora finally agreed to Kubala's suggestion and traveled to Zaragoza.

Departure to the airport, there, a German-aided JU-52 transport plane, ready for takeoff, Mora's car, came to the side of the transport plane, Mora, with a serious expression, got out of the car, under the protection of several guards, walked to the plane.

Without Germany, it is impossible for us to win this battle, and as far as the current situation is concerned, the Condor Legion will help you the most!

Although Franco is annoyed now, when the whole east is taken down, and there is only one isolated city left in Madrid, Franco should know that there is nothing wrong with doing so.

It's all for Spain, end this damn infighting as soon as possible!

While thinking, Mora walked towards the plane, at this time, the three engines had already started, as long as Mora got on the plane, he could take off immediately!

Holding the briefcase, Kubala followed behind Mora, and at the moment when Mora's feet were about to step on the plane, Kubala's face suddenly became extremely remorseful: "Damn, I forgot an important document!" The list of appointments to the east was signed by General Franco. No, I have to go back and get it. ”

Kubala's face was extremely ugly.

"Okay, you can go back." "I can't wait to go to Zaragoza," Moura said. ”

Mora turned his head and got on the plane, and several people who were traveling with him got on the plane with him.

The cabin doors closed, and the three-engine transport plane began to glide on the runway.

Watching the plane get faster and faster on the runway, a sneering smile flashed on Kubala's face: "Go ahead." General Mora, don't blame me, only blame you for being disloyal to General Franco. ”

"Wong, hum." At this moment, on the opposite side of the runway, on the lawn in the distance, a motorcycle suddenly sped away!

It flew high up from a small dirt slope, then fell down and continued steadily, its speed racing! The rider on the moto, bending over, screws the throttle to the end.

On the sidecar of the motorcycle, the flag of the Condor Legion fluttered in the wind.

The sudden rush of this motorcycle had already made the guards at the airport very nervous, if someone else had broken in, they would have shot a long time ago, but now, it was the Condor Legion!

Moreover, when the other party came over, he also showed his documents, but it was just a moment, and he passed quickly, which made them have no choice but to follow behind.

On the motorcycle, the rider twists the throttle, the engine makes a loud noise, and then it rushes to the end of the track!

The rider flicked his tail in style, and the tires on the sidecar on one side were cocked high and stopped sideways in the middle of the track.

The three people on the motorcycle, the one on the sidecar, stood high on the sidecar, looked at Aunt Juncker who was preparing to take off, and waved his arms.

All airplanes in this era are propeller-based, because the propeller is in front, in order to avoid the propeller hitting the ground, the aircraft are cocked and flying, the main landing gear in front is high, the small landing gear in the back is low, and the rear three-point type.

And on the Junkers transport plane, the pilot had just seen the waving arm in the distance of the runway, and he immediately realized that something was wrong, there was something on the runway, and it must not take off!

Turn off the engine and hit the brakes!

With both feet on the rudder on both sides, the wheels below were almost braked, and the people on the plane, all shouting, rushed to the front, crashed into the side wall of the cabin in front, and hit someone else's body.

"What's going on?" Mora, of course, was no exception, he sat up from the floor of the cabin and shouted to the front.

"There's someone on the runway, stop us from taking off!" The pilot in the front cabin shouted loudly, and at this time, he was also very depressed.

Someone on the runway? Suddenly, Mora's brow furrowed.

"Hey, what are you doing?" In the distance, Kubala ran over and shouted at the man on the motorcycle, his hand, already on the pistol's bing, ready to be drawn at any moment.

And what about the Condor Legion? If the other party is here for that thing, then you must kill it!

The other soldiers guarding the airport also ran over breathlessly, and they surrounded the motorcycle, along with three people.

"General Mora, get down quickly, there's a bomb on the plane!" The German standing on the motorcycle bucket, in fluent Spanish, shouted loudly into the Juncker transport plane.

In an instant, Kubala's face turned pale: "These people, they are from the international column, they were sent by the Republican Army to murder General Mora, and they can't be allowed to get close to the plane!" General Mora, don't come down! ”