The battle was unusually fierce, and those British planes expected to encounter a large number of enemy planes?

The Flamingo's cannon had been changed to a 20-caliber cannon, and they were powerless against either a wood mosquito or a metal hurricane.

As a string of fireballs flew in the night sky, the British fighters who had no time to react burst into dazzling sparks, the sky was bright when neutral, and with the rise of the fireball, the attacking German troops were even more like fish in water, shuttling quickly, constantly shooting those figures who were in a hurry to dodge.

Tusca also joined the battle in the back, the numerical advantage allowed the 7.92 machine gun fire to be covered, although the speed of those hurricanes was fast, but the turning radius was far less flexible than the flamingos, in just three or two minutes, in addition to being scattered in the air and escaping with a low-altitude dive, but even the direction of the few planes were left in this airspace.

Turner single-handedly shot down two big fighters, and he shouted excitedly: "Restore the formation, continue to approach the target, and be ready for battle at any time!" ”

As soon as his shout fell, the unknown Airbus that had led the team before called out, telling Turner that the target had been marked and could be bombed, and that his bomb had been dropped and that he was going to return.

Turner heard the call, had no other thoughts, and gave a hasty order, telling the formation to keep course and pounce on the target.

They ran out of fuel, and he didn't dare to delay much after a few minutes of air fighting, and he had to return after the cast, or he would fall into the sea.

It had not been five minutes since his order was given, and the sky in front of him was gradually brightening, and the clouds were becoming fiery red, and it was no longer dark before.

What's going on?

Turner glared down ahead. He didn't know how big a fire could burn the red sky, and it could be seen from dozens of kilometers away.

Before his thoughts could fall, a call rang out: "Escort team calling." Captain, there's a fire ahead! ”

"Spread out the formation, form a bombing!"

"Attack aircraft look for traces of enemy aircraft, protect bombing!!"

Turner also saw the firelight and ordered.

London, at this time. Messy anomalous. But there has not yet been a situation of people fleeing, but it is not far off.

Suddenly, the panicked crowd heard a rumbling sound, and then, all their movements stopped, looking in horror in the direction from which the sound came.

"Air Raid !!"

A mournful shout rang out in the night sky, which suddenly fell silent, followed by the shrill whining of air raid sirens.

The sudden air raid sirens caused everyone to explode at once, shouting and fleeing from the location of the fire. They knew what to say, and they did not leave in a hurry. Tons of bombs will fall in a moment, and the fire is their target.

Sure enough, as the crowd ran, searchlights lit up one after another, pillars of light tore open the night sky, anti-aircraft guns hit the toms in advance, and the piercing engine screeched to hear.

Tusca after Tusca fell from the sky. Fly to several locations where the flames are lit up, and follow. The screams of the bombs rang out in the explosion.

"Kill those anti-aircraft guns!"

Turner roared, pressed the nose of the plane, passed through pillars of light, and pounced on an anti-aircraft position, and then the bomb screeched and landed there.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang. The anti-aircraft guns no longer swallowed the flames in the violent explosion, and scattered everywhere, and few British soldiers survived in a short moment.

That's the power of the Stuka, which can drop bombs on targets with precision and no more than a few meters of error. Even blowing up tanks directly on the march is normal.

Screams, loud noises, Tusca will show his might, and over London, only a dozen Spitfires did not look for the nearest airfield, saw the enemy coming, and tried to stop the bombing. But the flamingos like hungry wolves had already locked on to their targets, and in the swoop of Tusca, the machine guns spewed fire, and the cannonballs dragged the fiery red figures to the flames.

"Pull up! I'm locked out!! ”

A British pilot struggled to pull the joystick in an attempt to pull the nose up, and with the climb speed of the Spitfire's right flank, he shook off the pursuing enemy. But the nose of his fuselage was raised, and the flamingo behind him also quickly raised the nose of the plane, and deftly raised the machine gun, and three red dots erupted with a tom, and then the Spitfire was torn apart with a bang.

Before the Germans, who had shot down the enemy plane and flew the flamingos, had no time to stabilize the plane, they suddenly saw a figure rushing straight behind them, obviously preparing to come behind the yellow finch.

He jerked the joystick, and the motor roared, making a screeching sound, and with a big loop, the plane tumbled off the existing course and turned to the side. This sudden movement stunned the enemy plane, which was about to lock on to the target, and rushed straight past the position where he had just stayed.

Want to sneak attack?

The pilot let out a cold cry, endured the pressure of the violent roll, tried to keep his eyes open, endured the dizziness of his head, and completed the turn as the enemy plane flew past the position he was carrying.

Offensive and defensive casting, enemy aircraft have already entered his line of sight.

"Die!"

He yelled and pulled the trigger.

Tom!

A string of projectiles flew towards the rapidly flying enemy plane.

The enemy plane in front had already seen that it had been bitten, and in a panic, it also made a sideways transfer action, narrowly avoiding the string of red dots.

But before he could stabilize the fuselage and look for a fighter, the flamingo behind him quickly turned with its excellent agility, and then shot a string of fireballs again.

"No!!"

The British pilots obviously did not expect the enemy plane to be so nimble, and the moment they saw the fireball, they were terrified and shouted in despair, trying to escape from the plane.

It's a pity that it's too late, the moment of electric light, boom, the fuselage trembled violently, and then a dazzling fire rose and happily disintegrated in the air.

And the flamingo that was in hot pursuit passed through the scattered fire, flipped gracefully, and continued to look for enemy planes in the air.

The air battle was short and swift, and before the planes from afar arrived, it was already a sea of fire.

There were violent explosions everywhere, and there were flames everywhere, so that the soldiers and civilians who had been fleeing for their lives were even more chaotic, desperately fleeing outside the bombing area.

In the midst of the violent explosions, one by one anti-aircraft artillery and anti-aircraft machine gun bases were destroyed, and the fire of the anti-aircraft aircraft became less and less. Without the interception of air power, the blockade of the United States and ground artillery, Tusca was like a falcon, whistling and dropping a bomb of the United States and Russia, comfortable and happy.

"Bomb dropping is complete, group and return!"

Turner dropped the last bomb and gave a loud order.

With his order, a relaxed Tusca reversed and rose up, and in a clattering strafing shot, it swept over London, flapping its wings, and quickly assembled in the fiery red sky, and in a few minutes, the rumble was far away.

They left behind corpses, ruins, and the reddening of the city.

All the English were stunned, they trembled, they were afraid, and they knew that the war was so close to them.

Churchill's face was solemn, and he yelled in the command headquarters, telling the subordinates to come up with a defensible and counterattackable plan as soon as possible. The Germans made him angry.

But without radar, the receiver is so inaccurate that it is difficult to determine the exact location, and their air defense is almost paralyzed, that is, there will be greater air strikes behind.

This was only the vanguard of the destruction of the defenses, and Churchill believed that the Germans would not miss such a good opportunity to not come after a round of bombing.

Sure enough, he guessed correctly, and when the crowd was sure that the air raid had passed and the sirens had stopped ringing, the members of the brigade rushed to the area of the flames, trying to rescue the wounded, and when the fire was extinguished, a piercing motor sound was heard in the terrible air raid siren. This time, the planes were less than a hundred years old, but they bombed more simply and directly, and before the planes from the distant airfield arrived, they had already quickly rained down bombs and dropped them on the area where there was no fire.

A violent explosion quickly increased the area illuminated by the fire, as if dispelling the fog, gradually revealing London in darkness.

Inside the British Museum and Library, the Hufang Warriors and the Darkhall staff were busy quickly, moving the artifacts, the books, and the plant specimens with the help of the faint light of the fire falling in the sand and dust overhead.

They didn't care about whether the bombs would fall, and in Paris, they didn't know how to say that there were bombs where mules were only thirty meters from the Louvre, killing dozens of French soldiers. Fortunately, the Louvre was not bombed, otherwise, Du Fei would have been trapped in the Louvre and covered for transportation.

Here, too, if the buildings are being emptied, soldiers from outside will come to put out the fire or salvage the antiques.

Rumble! A loud bang exploded in front of the Bank of England, and in the uproar, all the glass of the bank shattered, the machine-gun bunker at the door was also blown over, and dozens of British soldiers were vaporized by bombs and severed limbs flew everywhere.

Seeing that the gate was broken, the British soldiers in charge of guarding it shouted to get close to the door to prevent anyone from storming the bank and causing a riot.

At this moment, several gunshots rang out, and the person in charge of the guard in the bank shouted: "Don't get close to here for 20 meters, otherwise you will be killed!" ”

With his shout, the bolt pulled as soon as he clicked.

The British troops outside didn't want to enter the bank, how dare they enter after receiving an order? Although he was not satisfied with the attitude of the opposing guards, he did not get any closer, defended on the spot, and quickly restored the broken cover, Mei Oh and Zai 3 paid attention to the bank.

Seeing that the British army had stopped advancing in an orderly manner, the Huya warriors inside secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They knew that there would be no need to worry, at least for a short time, or if no bombs fell on the roof, they would be able to safely move all the securities and gold and jewels here. (To be continued......)