429 What a Big Trouble

The winner squatted in the classroom, the loser was in pain at this time.

British Air Force Base in Egypt.

When a well-known ground crew member was eager to go out in the past, what about the large fleet of dozens of aircraft?

Arthur Longmore, commander-in-chief of the British Royal Air Force in the Middle East, was standing on the runway. He looked at the sky in the distance, and his mood was very dull.

Originally, Longmore came here to cheer up the pilots who were returning home with a victory. He hoped to use his arrival to make them more energetically devote themselves to the next attack, in order to destroy Germany in Libya. The oil base, they need to dispatch four or five times in a row.

But now, he didn't see anything, the scheduled time had passed long ago, and there was still no one in sight.

"Our radio system has been subjected to strong electromagnetic interference, and we have not been able to get in touch with the bomber unit for the time being." On the side, the person in charge of the base said to Longmore.

Longmore's heart became even more uneasy. From the internal news, he knew that when the Scapa Flow Base was attacked, it was also subjected to strong electromagnetic interference.

Can the fleet of our own aircraft that took off hastily this time complete the mission?

Longmore thought of this, the more he felt that something was wrong: "Take off the fighter jet immediately and go to meet him."

Now, the fighter jets of the British Royal Air Force in Egypt cannot take off from the base here, and come back to Libya. If they take off now, I am afraid it will be a one-way flight.

The matter of setting up a flight base in western Egypt must be considered immediately, but now, even if it is the last forced landing, it has to take off a few planes, go and see.

Just after he gave the order, a sharp-eyed ground crew shouted loudly: "Come back, our plane is back!"

In the distance, as far as the field of vision can reach, a bomber is flying back swayingly. When it is close, you can see clearly that it is a Blenheim twin-engine bomber!

At this time, the plane, flying up and down, didn't look like the usual training at all. It was so embarrassed, as if some ferocious monster was chasing it.

"Idiot, put on the landing gear!" Longmore shouted loudly: "Hurry up and contact the pilot!"

The pilot on this plane, I don't know how panicked, after seeing the runway, he came down directly, and he was about to make contact with the runway, but the landing gear hadn't been lowered!

In the radio, the call was immediately called. Unfortunately, it was useless. In the attention of everyone, the bomber's belly touched the ground, raising countless dust, and the friction between the aluminum alloy belly and the ground emitted a ray of dust. The sparks of the road were mixed with the sound of metal being torn apart.

At this time, the pilot discovered the mistake, but unfortunately, it was no longer possible to pull it up.

The bomber was on the runway, with a trace of hundreds of meters. A fire truck had flashed its siren and started to move up. Fortunately, the plane did not explode!

The pilot's whole body was soaked. He pushed open the hatch cover and walked down with the help of the ground crew.

"What's the matter?" Longmore asked. At this time, he had seen that the plane had no bullet marks, and it landed so embarrassedly. I don't know what happened?

The pilot's eyes were empty. He remembered his experience of escaping from death. The terrifying plane was chasing after him. He thought he was in the last few seconds of his life, but the other party didn't fire.

The other party flew past his plane arrogantly, the guy in the bubble cockpit raised his middle finger, and flew away with incredible speed.

After walking around the gate of hell, I almost saw God. When flying back, the pilot only felt that both his legs were shaking, and his arms could not control the joystick. He flew up, swayed, and just landed, which was a miracle.

Now, seeing the Air Force Commander, he subconsciously wanted to salute, but he couldn't lift his arms.

"Come on, what's the matter? What about the other planes?" Longmore asked, shaking his shoulders hard.

other people? The terrifying scene appeared in the pilot's eyes again, and he couldn't help shaking his head: "I don't know, I only saw the squadron leader and other planes all being shot down, our bombers kept falling, and I almost died. There, I don't know if other planes have come back."

In fact, some still flew back, but these pilots were all frightened. After scattering, some flew in the wrong direction and landed in the desert. One even ran to the sea and finally made a forced landing. Two, on the arduous journey and the final return voyage.

Shot down? Longmore couldn't believe his ears: "Libya, there is no air force, is it an Italian plane or a German?"

who? On the plane, there is no aircraft emblem, he can't recognize it at all, he only knows that it is a terrible plane, it is simply the death of a bomber!

"I don't know, I only saw one enemy fighter jet, that plane, it was scary."

"What about the other squadrons?" asked the base commander on the side. What about the more than forty "fighter" bombers of the 12th and 218th Bomber Squadrons? Didn't they get stopped too? If the opponent only has one fighter jet, it is impossible to destroy so many bombers of his own side, right?

The pilot continued to shake his head, the other squadrons? He saw those small bombers, got into the smoke, and never came out again. Thinking about it now, there is definitely something wrong with such a large piece of smoke!

When I asked three questions, I only knew how to shake my head. Longmore was quite anxious and almost cursed. At this moment, an adjutant rushed over: "General, please return to the headquarters immediately, General Wavell is important. thing."

Back to headquarters? What's important? Longmore knew that it must be related to the failure of the bombing. He glanced at the pilot and said, "Go, your crew, and go to headquarters with me."

No matter how scared this unlucky guy was, he had to take it away and write a report on this mission.

When Longmore returned to the headquarters, he was held accountable by Wavell: "Longmore, what did our bombers do? Didn't they only bomb oil fields? How did they blow up the oasis? This is troublesome. Big!"

What did our bombers do? We didn't do much, our bomber was almost done by others!

Before Longmore could answer, he heard Wavell continue: "The vice president of Rockefeller Oil Company was killed by the bomb we dropped!"

Rockefeller, vice president? Hearing this, Long Mo was stunned for a moment, how is this possible? But, if it's true, it's a big hassle!

The United Kingdom needs to cooperate with the United States. Even if the high-level relationship between the United Kingdom and the United States is good, this will be a big trouble. After all, it is not the high-level American or the American president who really dominate the United States, but the monopoly capitalists in the United States!

This time it's good, we have blown up a capitalist!