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At about seven o'clock in the morning, Deutsche Air Force launched a large-scale air force. They launched unprecedented violent bombings on the British Isles from France and Norway. Over 20,000 aerial attacks throughout the day dropped countless bombs at the northern and southern ends of Britain. It is estimated that no one is interested in calculating the amount of bombs. The pilots only remember that they were busy traveling back and forth all day, and even simply chewing some bread on the plane.

When night came, the British did not get the expected wish. The night did not stop the air strikes, but seemed to be in a more intense trend. The Germans seemed to be crazy and vowed to throw away all their ammunition reserves! The people who were hiding in the air-raid shelter listened to the explosion outside and felt serious or slight shaking. Perhaps when the air-raid shelter came out, their home had turned into a ruin.

Although there was still extra space, they chose to squeeze into a ball and look for a little bit of security. Who could feel the people around them were very frightened, the stench was getting stronger and stronger, and the mixture of sweat and excrement made people feel nauseous, but no one paid attention to it, and their minds were not here.

The children didn't quite understand what the explosion outside meant. They snuggled in the arms of their loved ones and kept asking naively: "Why are we here? Are fireworks outside?"

The adults were pale and wanted to say something to comfort the child. The lips that were just about to open and close were interrupted by the explosion.

In an environment where the air strikes were attacked, it felt like being in purgatory. The explosion sounded in my ears was the roar of a devil. Everything swayed in my dim vision was like a ghost shaking his teeth and claws, as if it was pulled down to hell in the next moment.

Nothing makes people feel heavier than just waiting powerlessly, especially when there are many people around but no one talks. This feeling makes people with psychological fragility have the urge to commit suicide.

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, the explosion outside finally became intermittent, and some people who could not bear the pressure rushed out of the air raid shelter without listening to the warnings of the military police. More people, they believed that today's nightmare was not over yet, and stayed in their original place in depression. The temporary relaxation finally made people feel hungry, but... due to the evasion of warehouses, most people did not bring food, and some people began to ask soldiers to bring water and bread in, but the request was rejected as "war tension".

When the people who walked out of the air-raid shelter were walking on the dirty ground, with luggage and garbage thrown away everywhere. However, these were not the worst. They could hardly describe what the air outside smelled like. The burnt smell was not like the burnt smell, and it was a bit weird to say that it was gunpowder smell.

Several women screamed suddenly, and several women pointed at the two burnt bodies and made high-speed noises. They had not seen dead people, but they had never seen the corpse with completely necrotic skin, twisted limbs, and wide mouths, especially one of the bodies was obviously a child. Perhaps, this was the real reason why they screamed.

Since the air raid shelter was built on the edge of the city, they saw not all of these above in the fluorescent firelight.

The Germans did not place the main bombing targets on civilian facilities. Of course, systems that can provide energy support to the arsenals are not listed, and they are one of the most important bombing targets. Despite this... the city was still severely damaged, and the bombing and fired factories ignited the buildings next to it, and the city without electricity was as bright as daytime.

"Nothing at all..."

The middle-aged man was not talking about the city, he was talking about the air defense position that should have existed.

The bomb's cover was overturned, and the first thing that attracted people was definitely the corpse that was in two pieces. His upper body was thrown up and hung below the abdomen of the barbed wire, but the torn intestines swayed in green. As for the lower body, it stood strangely in place in a standing posture. Experienced people can definitely see that it was not blown by the bomb, but was quickly pulled over by some kind of silky object. Only in this way can the wound be so smooth.

The high temperature of the bomb core that exploded instantly made the soil semi-crystalline. They were as smooth as mirrors, and more were the soil that was blown softly. The corpses half-covered in the soil were wearing dark green standard military uniforms, and the face on their heads was very young. He seemed to be not fifteen years old? More soldiers were gasified by the bombs in the middle, causing them to lose all traces of their existence.

The German Red Airlines forces did not bomb the city. Their main targets of today's air strikes were Portsmouth and Dover's beachhead defensive positions, paralyzing and killing more Allied forces, clearing air defense positions at any point as much as possible, and smoothing out more obstacles for military operations on "Landing Day".

According to the first part of the entire "Sea Lion Plan", the main task of the Deutsche Air Force in the early stage was to compete for air supremacy over the English Channel. After controlling air supremacy in part, it carried out targeted bombing operations on Britain.

It's not a joke. It can be said that the leading operation in the past two months has not been considered fierce. After all, the numerical advantage of the German Air Force is there, and the British radar station, which should have played a crucial role, did not play its original effect. In this way, under the advantage of absolute numbers, the rotation system of the echelon is in the form of an echelon, and the British pilots do not have the ability to withstand the ability to withstand the operation method.

Furthermore, compared with the pilots of the Allied countries who had a pitiful flight time, German pilots who had been active on various battlefields after the outbreak of the war. The air force of the two countries was not on the same level from the beginning, whether in terms of the number of aircraft or equipment, even the soldiers flying the aircraft, let pilots without sufficient flight experience fight against experienced aces? This battle under this current situation would be a very regrettable result.

The time was 9:30 at night, and the shrill air ward alarm stopped. The calm of about an hour and a half made most people choose to leave the air raid shelter, and they were eager to go back to eat. Of course, if their home was still there...

At this time, many people miss their relatives in the military system. They could not imagine how the soldiers were in such a situation. The frustration was spreading, just like the scene that happened in the afternoon. The middle-aged uncle tightly grabbed his son who was not yet adult, and wanted to pull the child home.

"Why don't we surrender to the Germans? The French surrendered, and they still live well. Why can't we?"

"Rolla, my dear! Speak quietly, you will be regarded as a spy!" The man's tone was not sure whether he was mocking: "The government said that the radio on the other side cannot be believed, and that those are all deceptive things. They emphasize almost every day that 'Britain officials are very busy and need to go to the streets and alleys every day to care about the living standards of the people; except for a little unhappiness, our lives are still rich and healthy; cherish everything in front of us, the people abroad live in dire straits' (uh hehe, cct...), and after they say so much, we still..."

"Those damn bureaucrats..." The middle-aged woman looked at the empty cabinet, "No bread..."

"That fat man (meaning Churchill) said, 'The glory of our ancestors cannot be destroyed in the hands of our generation'." Men always like politics: "So... should we bear it? Ha!" A cigarette was lit and he looked at the photo next to him. There was a once-happy family. Now two of the five children died in the European continent, and the remaining three, including two children who were not yet adult, were also pulled into the army.

"Bad glory, that's something the bureaucrats care about. They are worried all day long, and they don't know when they will die in an air raid like the El family."

"Bureauts? Yes, yes. When we are still working for a piece of bread that is earned by labor, there are bureaucrats, especially those who have made great contributions from ancestors, who linger and dance. What's bad is that they tell the people, 'We are working tirelessly for the benefit of something'."

"Stop complaining, complaining won't make life better."

"Okay! I think... should we move? Move to the countryside of Balimina (Northern Ireland)?"

“…Maybe?”

The conversation slowly dropped, followed by a suppressed silence.

When the British complained, they didn't know that on the other side of Britain, at airports in northern France, busy figures filled every corner.

Under the searchlight, small loaders were loading bombs. The hanger suspended the 250kg bomb and then placed it on the suspension part outside the Stuka. The ground crew was still sweating profusely under the sea breeze. After loading the suspension bomb, four 50kg bombs were needed for Stuka, and aviation fuel and external fuel tanks were also included.

Next to it, the excited pilot chewed canned beef and exchanged various information in laughter. Generally, which pilot blew up how many targets it was. Their companions' record had their eyes bright, and a sense of unyieldingness made most pilots eager to take off again. They felt that they could do better.

"What's that?"

More than twenty taels of trucks loaded with boxes attracted the attention of the chattering pilots, who could understand the mark of the box. The big skull pointed to dangerous items, the pattern with three triangles that had never been seen.

"Aviation bombs prepared for horizontal bombers? Today they dropped a lot of 550kg bombs, and the scene was so hot!"

"The box has a different mark. Maybe it is something experimental? The Armed Forces Department has been making some inexplicable things recently."

"It's inexplicable!? Oh...ha! If you let the guys with weird tempers hear your tone, they will let you hold the rocket and attack the British."

A guy next to him said, "You are really a country bumpkin. That thing is called a high-explosive bomb, a weapon of mass destruction specially used to attack cities."

Everyone stared blankly at the person talking. The city? They were a little excited. The hateful British bombed Berlin with the lies of mishap. They had long been eager to learn from the British who played mishap and responded with bombs.

The guy was not proud at all, and even had some fear: "I only knew it after participating in the test bombing." He hesitated for a moment and added: "I heard that another base was equipped with another terrifying guy, and that thing was almost devastating to the underground bunker."

They were about to ask what it was when an officer came to ask for a pre-war briefing.

Obviously, the bombing operation is not over yet...

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Chapter completed!