The lightning bombers were just flashing, and the main bombing was still to be solved by the Junkers-290, and after entering the bombing route, they began to fly the most smoothly, and at the same time, the attack sights began to run at high speed, carrying out the final calculation.

There are more than 200 Junkers-290s, and the queue is quite large, plus about 100 F190s, and 300 planes, densely packed in the sky, as if they are locusts.

From a great distance, you can see it visually.

At this time, the citizens of Petersburg, who were drenched, had just come up from the river, and they were shivering with cold.

"Look, what's that?" A sharp-eyed citizen shouted.

Following the direction of his finger, the others looked over, and suddenly, deep in their hearts, a deep tremor came.

The Soviet Union wanted to bomb Berlin and poured everything it had, so it dispatched so many sporadic bombers, and in the end only one flew to the destination, and now, the German bomber fleet is simply out of sight.

The Germans, invincible.

"Quick, dive!" Someone has already reacted.

When the first bomber flew by just now, they were still a little contemptuous, thinking that the German bombing was nothing more than that, but now they saw the bomber group of the real main German force, and they all trembled in their hearts.

Those planes, overwhelming, were like locusts, and even the most ordinary bombs could have blown Petersburg into ruins, not to mention the most terrible bombs of that legend.

They jumped into the icy water again, they looked up and watched the planes fly by, and when they dropped the bombs, they were about to take a sharp breath and hurry underwater.

After that, whether they can survive or not depends on their own creation.

This matter cannot be delayed, it must be fast!

One citizen jumped into the water again, and in their hearts, in addition to fear, they were still afraid.

Only the sound of the piano still wafted over the city.

Downtown, City Defense Command.

"The German bomber swarm is about to reach us, and if we don't find a way, the next moment, the whole city will be threatened with death."

At this time, the atmosphere in the headquarters was quite tense.

Marshal Voroshinov was supposed to be in charge, but this morning he went out to inspect the city's defenses, and it is said that he went to the air base, and then the air base suffered a devastating blow, and there has been no news of Marshal Voroshinov.

In the command, there were Major General Ivanov, commander of the 42nd Army, and Major General Shcherbakov, commander of the 8th Army, but now the two are at odds with each other.

Ivanov's words just now immediately disgusted Shcherbakov: "Ivanov, what do you mean? ”

They were all army commanders, and they were responsible for the defense of the entire city of Petersburg, and once the German army began to attack, they would rely on the city, step by step, to carry out street battles, drag the enemy, and get reinforcements to arrive.

But now they were useless, and the Germans were going to completely destroy the entire city from the air.

"Now with a statement, we can avoid bombing by the Germans by surrendering our entire city." At this time, at the moment of life and death, Ivanov did not shy away from anything: "This is the only way to save Petersburg." ”

"Surrender?" Shcherbakov took out his pistol and put it on the table: "Whoever dares to say surrender again, first ask me if I agree to the gun in my hand, the Soviet soldiers and civilians will not surrender without a fight!" ”

"But hundreds of thousands of our citizens are innocent!" Ivanov said: "Can you bear to watch the citizens outside being brutally killed? ”

Ivanov pushed open the window and shouted at Shcherbakov: "Look at it, look at the river outside, how many citizens are there?" They will die tragically in fear! ”

Saying that, Ivanov suddenly became even more angry, and now he is dead anyway, and he is not afraid of anything: "For political purposes, Stalin refused the retreat of the people of our city, so why did we sacrifice hundreds of thousands of citizens for this erroneous order?" It was not the Germans who killed our citizens, but Stalin! ”

In the past few years, there has been no opposition in the army, but now it is going to die anyway, and no one in the city can escape, and Ivanov has also been released.

If Shcherbakov wants to oppose himself, then let him pick up the gun and shoot, sooner or later, there will be no ten minutes, and those present will not live.

Shcherbakov's hand reached for the pistol on the table, and at this time, the whole room fell silent, and then, I am afraid that a conflict will break out on the spot.

Unexpectedly, Shcherbakov stuffed the pistol back into the holster and said: "Ivanov, this is your behavior alone, and it has nothing to do with me, and it is also the behavior of your 42nd Army, and it has nothing to do with our 8th Army." ”

After saying that, Shcherbakov actually left.

Damn, this cunning fellow, the black cauldron wants to carry himself! Ivanov gritted his teeth: "Immediately send a message to Germany in clear code telegram that our entire defenders of Petersburg are willing to surrender to Germany." ”

The only solution to the immediate dilemma, the only thing that can save hundreds of thousands of civilians in Petersburg from death, is surrender. At this time, no soldier's honor or loyalty to the motherland can withstand the test of life and death.

Nothing is more important than staying alive.

"Didi, Didi." A few seconds later, in the next room, the sound of a telegraph sounded.

"Bomb dropping!" With Axert's order, one after another Junkers-290 bombers opened the hatch in the belly, and the ten-ton bombs occupied almost the entire bomb bay.

These bombs, falling together in the sky, were like a terrible storm coming, and actually darkened the sky of the whole of Petersburg.

"It's still late!" Looking at the bombs that fell from the sky, Ivanov squatted down in pain, it was too late!

Bombs at an altitude of 10,000 meters take time to fall, at this time, the anti-aircraft artillery on the ground is firing fiercely at the sky, but unfortunately, there is still no result of shooting down, they are most sure of the airspace below 4,000 meters.

With the fall of the bomb, the end of Petersburg entered the final countdown.

The roar in the distant sky, the fall of the bomb, did not stop Shostakovich from playing the piano, and by this time he was completely immersed in the world of music, in which he was the protagonist.