The rudder is not an ornament, and if it breaks, it will really kill people. But then again, if the pilot's skills are passed, the rudder failure is not as serious as ordinary people imagine, especially military aircraft, often encounter accidental damage to the rudder, for which the flight predecessors have already studied a set of countermeasures.

In fact, the aircraft steering does not only rely on the rudder, with the difference of the ailerons on both sides of the wing, the aircraft can also be controlled to change the direction of travel, just like the future B2 flying wing fuselage, directly abandon the tail, all the flight attitude changes are adjusted by multiple control surfaces on the wing.

At this time, the British and German air forces also had many similar combat examples, and some bombers that had completely destroyed their vertical tails relied on the skills of their pilots to successfully return to their bases. But Lieutenant Colonel Maiko's situation was different from those planes, and the JU88B suffered far more damage than previous success stories. After the tail rudder was stuck, there were only three control surfaces left in the whole aircraft that could be used to maintain flight, and if you want to turn by side slip, Lieutenant Colonel Maiko said that it is really impossible to do it at present.

The ailerons of the right flank had already had problems before, otherwise how could he have inexplicably circled the field at that speed in the anti-aircraft fire network. If it weren't for the fact that the tail rudder was still in normal use at that time, and the pilot's quick response, the almost out-of-control aircraft would almost fall into a semi-roll dive, which is the so-called anti-Inmaiman maneuver in flight terminology, and doing that kind of maneuver at that altitude would have no possibility of re-pulling up.

Lieutenant Colonel Maiko managed to get the wing back into its original position, and he judged that the connecting rod that controlled the aileron rudder must have been badly hit, because he could feel the fatal stuttering from the handling feel. Now the hard-working tail rudder has finally come to an end, which is a fatal blow to the leader aircraft. At this time, the JU88B can only rely on two horizontal tails and the left ailerons to maintain the balance of the fuselage, and must always be vigilant that the right ailerons have problems again.

Lieutenant Colonel Maiko struggled to control the plane while thinking about how to solve the current dilemma. Although this wing commander has a lot of combat experience. He has dealt with many dangerous situations, but it is the first time he has encountered such an unfortunate situation since he joined the army. Through the broken windshield, Maiko looked at the huge city in front of him, which was almost impossible to see, looking at the large area of gray-black roofs and the jet-black smoke columns scattered throughout the city, the wing captain couldn't help but have some bad premonitions, this time maybe he really couldn't fly back.

The JU88B's engine is still hard at work. But the intermittent exhaust sound suggests that some of the cylinders have been damaged, and the engine tachometer is showing the pilot that the plane's power is slowly decreasing. Lieutenant Colonel Maiko, though not yet in despair, has accepted the bleak prospects of the aircraft. The strong lieutenant colonel of the Air Force never thought of giving up, he still had to make a last stand, Maiko began to carefully control the plane to climb, if you want to fly far enough, you must increase the altitude of the plane. But because of the lack of engine power, the attitude was changed. The hands on the speedometer began to spin rapidly, and Maiko had to re-lower the nose to prevent the plane from stalling. He had exhausted all the means he could think of, and there was nothing he could do about the plane.

He and his crew could only watch with trepidation as they got closer and closer to the city of London. The only thing that gives them some comfort is that the current flight status of JU88B is quite stable. The three German pilots looked at each other for a moment, and then began to share the rest of the food and drink, which they had done as best they could. The rest can only depend on God's will, if he is gracious. You might be able to make a forced landing on the eastern coast through the war zone, which is also an enemy-controlled area, but due to the recent activity of the German Navy, you may be lucky enough to encounter a few patrolling German torpedo boats.

The mortally wounded German bomber crashed straight into the sky over London as if no one was around. It was cloudless over London at this time. Several citizens stood in the vegetable patch reclaimed in their backyards, looking up with trembling faces as the lone plane flew in the blue sky.

The German bomber force had no plans to bomb the city of London that day, so there was not a single friendly aircraft within a radius of more than ten kilometers. The British fighter group, which was responsible for the defense of London, had also been fully mobilized to the southern defense line and was competing with the German fighter group for the last air supremacy. As a result, the skies over London became a tactical vacuum. And Maiko's JU88B rushed in at this time.

The British had apparently not expected such a thing, and their lookout posts were all in the southeast, and by the time the military spotted the German bomber coming from the southwest, the Germans could already see the River Thames clearly.

Maiko and his crew were at first a little surprised by the silence over London, but they began to rejoice, for if they continued like this, they might actually be able to make it through the city alive to the Channel. It turned out that they were happy too soon, and the so-called blessing and misfortune were not one-way, and just when everyone thought they could escape, God played a joke on them again.

"Sir, the control surface of our left horizontal tail has fallen." Captain Film couldn't believe his eyes as the piece swayed in front of his eyes and broke free of its hinges, then rolled and disappeared from his vision.

"I feel it, damn it, the engine on the right side is also revving down."

"We're falling, sir." The aerial student grabbed the handle on the windshield frame above his head and shouted loudly.

"Come on, come on, you're a good girl, you can do it." Lieutenant Colonel Maiko yelled at the landline, and he struggled to pull the joystick back.

"Pull up, pull up, God, I don't want to die in a place like this," Captain Film stomped on the dashboard and helped the driver pull the rock-heavy joystick.

Thanks to the efforts of the two strong men, JU88 finally began to slowly raise the nose of the plane and resume its flight attitude, but by this time the plane had lost a lot of valuable altitude, and from the cabin, the Germans could clearly distinguish the skylight in the attic on the roof of the city.

"About 800 to 900 meters, can we continue to climb?" Captain Film removed the hose from his oxygen mask and snapped the strap of the mask with an urn.

"It's not time to abandon the plane and skydive, we're going to fly a little further northeast, and now it's the center of London below. Those Brits are going to skin you alive. Lieutenant Colonel Maiko struggled to hold the joystick, confident that the plane would hold out a little longer. As a last resort, he didn't want to be parachuted in the enemy's capital, which was like throwing a fat piglet into a pack of lions.

According to sources within the Air Force, the German pilots had been thoroughly demonized by the British, and some unlucky pilots had been spotted. They were attacked by armed civilians after a forced landing or parachute jump, and intelligence said two people were even tortured and killed by ignorant farmers after surrendering. The Luftwaffe retaliated and razed all the towns and villages in the area, but nothing could be done at this point after the tragedy.

JU88, full of bullet holes, roared over the streets, and the unresponsive British air defense department finally sounded the air defense alarm at this time. Residents of the high-end community apartments rushed out into the streets, dragging their families and mouths to gather into a dense flow of people. Rushing towards the nearest bomb shelter. Witnessing the chaos in the streets below, the bombardiers regretted that their magazines had been emptied, otherwise they might have given the Brit a surprise gift.

"Pull it down, if you do this, the commanders of the headquarters will screw your head off." Lieutenant Colonel Maiko did not say anything harsher about the suffering.

German planes flew at a low altitude of 900 meters, and for the first time, the citizens of London were able to see the enemy clearly. Before hundreds of bombings, the Germans were flying high. Holding the binoculars, you can only see a rough outline, where it is like today, even the iron cross under the wings is clear. At this time, some sharp-eyed Britons also noticed something unusual, the German plane's shell was scarred, one engine was still dragging a faint green smoke, and the flight attitude was also leaning forward and backward and swaying left and right. Where is this going to be bombed, it's obviously a last-ditch struggle.

JU88 dragged his scarred body across the River Thames, and Lieutenant Colonel Maiko tilted his head and pointed to his men at Buckingham Palace, which was not far away.

"Is that Buckingham Palace? Then there is Hyde Park in the back, and if it weren't for the Führer's orders, we would have razed it to the ground. Sergeant Stauffen pulled the camera out of the toolbox and began to press the shutter continuously.

"If we have to parachute, you have to remember to destroy all the film before it falls into the hands of the enemy, and you can't leave any photos that might involve the base to the British." Lieutenant Colonel Maiko admonished loudly.

"I understand, sir, it's just a habitual attempt to keep a memento." Stauffen nodded hurriedly, and then hung the camera on his chest.

"The situation is not good, our direction is directly opposite Canary Wharf, where there is a naval ship repair yard, there must be dense anti-aircraft fire." Lieutenant Colonel Maiko frowned, he began to think about countermeasures, with the current physical situation, he could not withstand any external blows at all.

"We can still make one last maneuver, make a turn to the left, and then I can no longer control the plane, which should be high enough for us to parachute, the problem is that the East End of London is down there, and it is said that there are all the villains of Great Britain, and you must be mentally prepared that the German soldiers must not fall into the hands of the hooligans. If possible, find the nearest police or military to surrender. I am honored to fly with you and may God bless us. "Lieutenant Colonel Maiko made the last decision he wanted to make, and he felt from the bottom of his heart that it was definitely not a good idea.

"Headquarters, here is the Red 70 leader, our plane is out of control and is now over London, we can no longer fly, ready to parachute in the East End of London, may God bless us, long live the Third Reich." Sending the final distress message to the command station, Maiko turned off the communication switch and immediately motioned for Film to destroy the station.

By the time everything was ready, the anti-aircraft positions in the dock area of the river bend in the distance had begun to fire at JU88 in a haphazard manner. Maiko shook the control stick calmly, JU88 began to slowly turn sideways over the fuselage, the plane entered the side slip, the plane quickly turned direction, from the northeast to due east, just from the edge of the shipyard air defense network, the British naval gunners, who played normally, could only helplessly watch the shells explode a cloud of smoke in the air two or three hundred meters away from the aircraft.

"Good luck to us, gentlemen." Lieutenant Colonel Maiko unplugged all the lines attached to the helmet and fastened the helmet goggles and mask, which is what pilots most admire about this helmet, which not only has some bulletproof function, but also can withstand the strong winds encountered during parachuting.

JU88 continues to roll, this change in attitude is irreversible, and the pilot must leave the plane before the fuselage is completely flipped over, so the action must be fast. Film had already lifted the floor, pulled out the hatch cover and discarded the handle at Maiko's signal, and after a loud pop, the bottom hatch flew out of the cabin along with the door frame. The co-captain tapped the squadron leader on the shoulder, and Film sprang up and jumped out of the cabin, followed by the twenty-four-year-old Xueba, who was the last time to notice that the kid still had his camera on his chest.

At this time, the plane had tilted to nearly 90 degrees, and it was too late to abandon the plane, so Lieutenant Colonel Maiko gritted his teeth and jumped hard towards the cabin with the hatch. The parachute opened smoothly, and the German product once again showed its reliable performance, and the lieutenant colonel of the Air Force hung under the parachute and descended towards the most chaotic part of London.

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