The weaker side is in a situation of being passively beaten in a war, but the war will not start mercifully because one side is passively beaten. On the contrary, as long as there is a weak side, then war will break out, and it will break out without mercy!

The RAF in Iceland was weak, and too weak to withstand too many losses. When the 4th Meteor jet fighter was shot down by a formation of German bombers above the sky, the British fighters had to start leaving the operational airspace. In the face of absolute strength and absolute quantity, the slightly higher quality seemed to be unable to stand the test, and it was crushed and collapsed in an instant.

So when the German planes opened the belly bomb bays, the British fighters had been completely expelled, and there was very little anti-aircraft fire in the sky, and there was basically no interference.

"Change the original battle plan! Gentlemen!" the Luftwaffe commander at the front line immediately decided to change the battle plan on the spot, as soon as he saw the good situation in front of him. He felt that it was unforgivable to waste such a good opportunity, so he decisively issued a more radical combat order.

The calm middle-aged officer pressed the intercom in his throat and loudly asked all the planes to carry out the new combat plan: "All planes! Descend to an altitude of 7,000 meters! We will drop bombs at an altitude of 7,000 meters! We will drop bombs at an altitude of 7,000 meters! Execute orders!"

World War II bombers, flight altitude represents the bomb dispersion accuracy, every few hundred meters close to the ground, can improve a large section of bombing accuracy, after completely suppressing the enemy, or just after flying over the target, the bomber formation will often drop their altitude to ensure that the bombs they drop can accurately destroy the target to be bombed and destroyed in the mission.

"Descending altitude!Descent! 9 is descending!Please keep your distance from nearby aircraft!" Soon, the entire radio was noisy, and the huge group of planes began to slowly descend their flight altitude, and the Iceland base was already in front of the planes.

"Drop the bomb!" shouted the order to start attacking, all the bomb operators pressed the bomb drop button, there was a slight clicking sound in the plane, and then everyone could feel the slight tremor of the fuselage, and then a bomb broke off the pylons and fell to the ground.

"I've dropped bombs!" "The bombs have left the cabin!" "Bomber No. 18 has begun to drop bombs!" "Bomber No. 26 has dropped bombs!" There was a cacophony in the headphones, the bombs of the German bombers had broken away from the planes, and now the only thing that could stop these bombs from destroying their targets was wind and luck.

"Hey, look at the ground! there's enemy bombers everywhere!" a bombardier sighed as he aimed his sight at a target on the ground before expertly dropping the deadly bomb. The airfields he bombed were filled with repaired and malfunctioning planes that the Allies could not take off and escape, targets that were rarely seen at this stage of the war.

After all, no one wants to expose their airfield to enemy attacks, and even if they do, they will carefully arrange camouflage to hide valuable planes and various supplies. But this is not the case in Iceland now, where it is as if the Germans had attacked Poland suddenly, and most of the planes are still parked in the open and can be easily destroyed.

"Oh my God...... Are they stupid? not even a little camouflaged?" a German pilot piloted his plane while watching the spectacular scene below from what little angle he had. This kind of bombing military base can also see the runway of the building, the material plane, is really rare......

In fact, the Americans also wanted to hide their planes, but after some effort, they found that it was a futile process - the British military base in Iceland was too functional, and there were large areas of houses covered with white cloths used for camouflage in winter, but most of the runways and hangars were just buildings without any camouflage.

Because of the blockade of German submarines and the reduction of British and American investment in Iceland, most of the construction here is still in the most basic stage of settlement, and no one cares about any messy camouflage effect.

The Germans cautiously canceled air patrols and never attacked Iceland, which in another way fueled the British idea that the Germans would not attack Iceland. Eventually, these thoughts interfered with everyone's judgment, and the camouflage was replaced with more bomb fuel, which was useless when it came to hiding the plane.

The air raid sirens echoed helplessly in the air, and the people on the ground saw the overwhelming planes flying over their heads, and they looked at the almost airtight formation of planes, praying desperately that the coming suffering would pass quickly.

"God, bless us! You have been on the side of the Germans since the beginning of the war, and it is so unfair to us!" exclaimed a British naval officer who looked up at the German planes. He had never seen so many planes in the same place, and the first time he had seen such a spectacular sight was to see so many enemy planes bombing his base.

"Boom!" Not far away, on a peripheral anti-aircraft gun position, an aerial bomb exploded next to a large tree, shattering the thick trunk of the big tree to pieces, and huge black smoke rose into the air, as if announcing its powerful destructive power to the world.

Then a second explosion followed, as if it had been rehearsed. This was followed by the third and fourth, then the fifth and sixth. The sound of these bombs exploding is getting more and more intense, and the distance of the explosion is getting closer and closer to Iceland's airports and other important facilities.

With another huge explosion, an anti-aircraft gun was blown up by the bomb, thrown into the air to disintegrate and fall. This small-caliber anti-aircraft gun was unable to deal with targets at a distance of 7,000 meters, and as a result, because it was fixed on the turret, it could not be moved, so it was blown away by a crooked shell before it could even run.

The catastrophe was far from over, for most of the bombs dropped by German planes had not yet landed, and there were many more bombs waiting to be dropped in the bomb bays of those terrible butcher bombers. The Germans did not only bomb the air bases, but also flew more than 100 planes near the port and dropped bombs as dense as raindrops.

A terrible explosion finally erupted, and it was a massive explosion after a German bomb hit a huge fuel dumping base next to the airport. The huge burning kicked up black smoke that obscured the sky, and it seemed as if the whole of Iceland was trembling in the explosion.

Before the British could bring up the idea of fighting the fire, another bomb fell on the runway of the airport, and after a loud bang, a huge crater was left on the leveled runway. Before the dust from the explosion in the crater had begun to disperse, a second bomb landed not far from the crater, followed by a series of huge explosions, linking the two craters.

The devastating explosions, one after the other, collapsed to one side in the raging flames of the RAF's ground control tower, not long after the explosion began. It smashed into an empty hangar, destroying the tools used to maintain the planes and a bunch of bombs that I don't know who had planted them.

The fire burned near the bombs, and the bombs were not immediately ignited, but the people around them did not have the courage to fight the fire, so they could only let the fire engulf it, waiting for the bombs to melt and explode in the flames. Some of the ground crews at the base are trying to salvage something one last resort, carrying gasoline cans or pushing bomb supply carts, looking for something worth salvaging.

A B-17 was parked on the ground, and not far from it, another plane had been burned to the ground with only its wings that had collapsed to the ground. But it was parked unharmed, as if the bombardment had nothing to do with it.

Another B-17 bomber not far away was not as lucky, this plane was parked there properly, but it was directly hit by a bomb. The huge impact directly broke the fuselage of the plane, causing the behemoth to break apart, and the entire tail of the plane stood up and flew far away.

Immediately after that, a huge explosion flew the nose of the plane, and pushed the wings dozens of meters away, and the sharp wings were like a huge long sword, directly inserted into the cockpit of another B-17 bomber. Fortunately, there seemed to be no one in these planes, so it seemed tragic, but in fact the loss of personnel was not large.

After all, Iceland is a military base, and even if it can't hide so many supplies, it is completely possible to conceal some soldiers. The soldiers hiding in the underground bunkers listened in horror to the sound of explosions coming from outside, and felt the violent tremors of the entire island.

One B-17 after another on the ground was destroyed by bombs dropped by the Germans, one warehouse after another full of oil drums was blown into flames, the runway was bombed into potholes and could no longer be used, and the facilities that had been built with great difficulty were blown beyond recognition.

"Drop the bombs! Keep dropping the bombs!" The sound of coordinated bombing was still chaotic on the radio of the German plane. Even with experience, it is impossible for such a large bomber formation not to have some unexpected situations when bombing.

For example, 10 American fighter jets collided at this time in an attempt to interfere with the German bombing.