After a while, the airport appeared in front of you, and you could see several ground staff carrying several big red flags indicating the direction of the runway. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's said to be a runway, but it's actually a large rectangular lawn: someone is giving instructions on the ground, and that's because it's a group of people driving rudimentary construction machinery to fill in a few huge craters -- lest the landing plane fall into the crater!

Landing on the lawn cleanly, Lin Jun hadn't even gotten out of the cabin, and as soon as he stood up, he shouted to the ground crew who came up: "Hurry up and prepare for bombs!" ”

Sergei on the side also jumped off the plane, and when he heard the marshal's words: "Captain, do you still want to go up?"

"Not necessarily." As he spoke, he asked a major officer who had just run over, "Is there any new movement on the Germans' side?"

The major stood upright, "Comrade Marshal, I just wanted to report to you that, according to the report of the pilots who were still fighting just now, the Germans had just disengaged and had all run back. And the radar station also reported that there was no new situation in the west, and for the time being there were no targets coming from the west. ”

"I think the Germans are putting up a big oolong this time, and they must have regarded Kozhdub as me, so they went crazy and fought an untimely war of attrition."

On the way to the command room, Lin Jun said as he walked.

"Chances are, your plane is too conspicuous!"

Pokryshkin's landline is of course conspicuous, with hundreds of red five-star markings.

"By the way, what about Ivan?"

The accompanying officer pointed to the end of the runway, "Just contacted the airport, and there will be 5 minutes to land at most." ”

It's not important to go to the headquarters, Lin Jun and Sergei are actually just going to go to the toilet.

As soon as he came out, he saw that Kozhidub had landed, and he was looking around his Lag 7 for inspection, and there were several Lag 7s on the side that had just landed.

Lin Jun and the two walked up, "What's the problem?"

"I took a few shots, but fortunately they weren't the key parts. Sayuri's one is even more troublesome, with at least twenty holes. ”

Kozhdub was a little depressed.

"What about the Lilia people?" Lin Jun asked.

Kori Dub looked left and right and said, "She was still there just now, she's fine, she is alive." ”

Scratching his scalp as he spoke, "It's really evil, the Germans are biting our Lager 7s like crazy, even if there are still our planes biting behind." ”

Lin Jun smiled, "Who made you make Pokryshkin's long plane, plus just a few lager 7s with no logos, who are you staring at without death?"

Kozhdub is not a stupid person, he will react immediately, and he will draw inferences: "Then I have to fly this one tomorrow!" Commander, can you do me a favor tomorrow?"

Sergei glanced at Kozhdub, "As a wingman for you?"

When Koridub heard this, he nodded again and again.

Lin Jun thought about it: "This may be a new tactic that will be effective in a short period of time, you can study it carefully, and use me as the best bait." ”

The Germans decided that Lin Jun was a madman, and he could just use it as an article for a while.

Of course, the bait machine will not be Lin Jun, but the self-volunteering Kuozhi Dub - not afraid that the Germans will not take the bait, this bait is too tempting!

And this tactic was only used by the Soviets, and what other deputy commander-in-chief would fly fighter jets in air combat?

Lin Jun suddenly thought of himself, a guy whose status was once similar to his own, but that guy's brain must have been kicked by a donkey!

The Germans can't even learn the methods of Kozhdub now - they used to have a Nazi deputy Führer who could fly fighter jets, but the second cargo flew his own Me110 fighter jet to Scotland in England last year, which is probably being locked up in the London Tower!

Rudolf Walter Richard Hess, the weirdest super-feather of World War II: on April 21, 1933, he was appointed deputy head of the Nazi Party, and on June 29 of the same year, he was appointed Minister of Independence of Germany, overseeing everything except foreign policy and the armed forces.

Last year, the second cargo flew to Britain to negotiate peace, but was placed under house arrest in the Lundun Tower.

Historically, after the end of World War II in Europe, he was tried in Nuremberg and sentenced to life imprisonment in October 1946 and imprisoned in the Spandau Military Prison in West Berlin: the prison was guarded by soldiers from the United States, the Soviet Union, Britain, and France who were victorious countries in World War II.

This super second cargo spent 41 years in prison until he was 93 years old, when he was already frail and sick, unable to take care of himself, and often had to be sent to the hospital for medical treatment.

On August 17, 1987, Hess hanged himself in prison at the age of 93 while the guards were unprepared.

This second cargo is also the longest-imprisoned and highest-ranking Nazi war criminal who started World War II!

The guy whose brain has been kicked by a donkey is just different from normal people's thinking!

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After the mechanics inspected a few returning Lager 7s, Lilia's trouble point was that the wings needed to be disassembled and replaced with a ziplock fuel tank inside, and the others could be repaired today.

After listening to the report, I saw that all the people who should come back had returned, and I didn't know how many living people could come back from the plane that didn't come back.

Lin Jun walked up to a group of repair teams that were stepping up construction, a large crater had been filled, and a road roller from unknown place was compacting the soil.

"It can be repaired today, Marshal."

The lead warrant officer reported.

After a casual look, he walked back, and at this time, two Li-2 transport planes and two Lag-7 planes appeared in the air, and Lin Jun's guards and attachés arrived.

"By the way, Sergey, is the barracks ready for us?"

Lin Jun asked.

Sergei smiled wryly: "Captain, do you really want to live with us?"

"Nonsense, where are you not going to stay here?"

"It's ready, but the conditions are not as good as last time, just a few farmhouses, on the other side of the forest, two hundred meters."

Looking in the direction indicated by Sergei's hand, it was not far behind the division headquarters -- in fact, the headquarters was actually a spacious civilian house, and this field airfield was next to a farmstead.

"What about the people on the farmstead?" Lin Jun asked.

"We retreated half a year ago, and this place was originally near the line of fire, and only half of the houses in the entire farm were left, and all the tall ones were blown up by artillery."

After waiting for the guards to converge, Sergei accompanied Lin Jun and the others to the new house: Lin Jun finally had a decent bedroom and a wooden bed that looked good, as for the guards, it was a row of wooden planks paved with a large bunk, and the cover roll still needed to be brought by himself.

All brought from Zhukov.

There were a lot of boxes in Lin Jun's room, basically all of which were his own things, moved from the sanatorium.

There is also a small half of Ulanova's belongings, which have not yet been sent back to her.

Some time ago, he went to Central Asia, and after returning to Moscow, he met Vukinskaya and gave birth, and Lin Jun has not yet gone to see the goddess of ballet. (To be continued.) )