"Why, don't you let us take off?" At this time, in the air base near Berlin, the squadron of night fighters stationed in Berlin was complaining one after another.

There were two veterans of the German night fighter unit, one was Werner Stryber, and the other was Major Wolfgang-Falck, who now has a modest record of shooting down only 7 enemy planes during the day, but he is an excellent leader and organizer, and it is he who founded the later prestigious night fighter unit.

And now, Falck was already the commander of the night fighter squadron stationed in Berlin, and this evening they were quite happy to get the news that the alert level had been raised, and after many days of training, they all wanted to really make a contribution at night.

However, they were ready and waited for the launch of the battle, but they were never given the order to take off, so they stayed in the flight preparation room, wearing full flight gear and waiting, while complaining.

Falke was also sullen on the side, what the hell was going on? He still remembered that in the evening, he had just received an order from the commander of the Air Force to let his troops take off and take off to intercept them.

But now, he is ordered not to take off, what is going on?

"Major Falck, please go to the Air Force Headquarters immediately." Just then, a ground soldier found him and spoke to him.

To the Air Force Command? At a time like this? Falck looked at his subordinates around him and said, "Okay, I'll go right away." ”

Riding the barrel car of the base, Falke soon came to the headquarters, and when he shouted the report and entered, he only saw an obese middle-aged man standing in the commander's office.

In an instant, he couldn't help but scream.

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The height continued to decrease, and looking at the meter in front of him, Craig couldn't help but wonder if his meter was going to break.

Now, it has been reduced to a height of 500 meters.

The bomber was circling in a radius of about twenty kilometers, and he could see clearly the rivers, trees, and villages below in the moonlight, and there was no doubt that this should be the territory of the Germans, but there were no cities to be found here.

Could it really be your own instrument mistake? There was a serious error between the airspeed and the actual speed, which caused your own plane to get lost?

"Our meteorological department has predicted that there will be no strong convective weather over Germany at all, and even if there is a light wind, it will not seriously affect our range." The navigator still believed in his own judgment: "Berlin, it must be near us, let's expand our search, we will definitely find it, maybe this is the suburb of Berlin, the river, the River Spree or the Havre." ”

If there is a strong air current, it will lead to a flight error, but now, the problem is that the meteorological department has already predicted that there is no strong air flow!

Moreover, their flight altitude has exceeded seven thousand meters, and at this altitude, the flow of air is no longer very obvious, so he insisted on his judgment!

Berlin must be nearby, you can definitely find it!

Craig looked down at his fuel gauge, at which time he was more than halfway through the fuel consumption.

They went back empty, so they could go back with less than half of the fuel, but now, hovering has caused them to consume a lot of fuel, and if they continue to fly, it is likely that they will not be able to fly back to the UK!

What to do? Continue the search, or give up this bombing, drop the bomb here, and then go back?

Thinking about Churchill's expectant gaze before leaving, Craig finally made up his mind to complete the mission of bombing Berlin even if the plane ran out of fuel!

Keep searching!

The bombers continued to fly at ultra-low altitudes, searching, and they did not know that at this time, they were more than a hundred kilometers away from Berlin! When they checked the coordinates over the Netherlands, they were already wrong!

All of this is also an elaborate conspiracy, and it is one link after another!

At the same time that the bombers here were expanding the search range, the other five planes were also confused at this time.

According to the navigator's judgment, due to the influence of the headwind, they were dozens of kilometers later than they expected, but when they continued to fly forward for dozens of kilometers, they still couldn't see anything ahead.

There are no city lights, no clear and clear targets in the imagination, and there is darkness all around, except for darkness.

The sky was dotted with stars, as if they were laughing at them.

"Looks like we're going to have to go down." Haske, the leader of the squad in charge, said to himself, "Navigation, can you determine our current location?" ”

"According to what we heard on Berlin Radio, Berlin should still be directly ahead of us." The navigator replied.

In contrast, he believed more in Radio Berlin, a radio station that never stopped emitting radio waves day and night!

Judging from the position of the signal transmission source, it should be directly in front of his side, but how far it is, the navigator has no bottom in his heart.

"I suggest that we keep flying forward, and maybe we'll see it soon." Said the navigator.

Keep flying?

The Husk could only trust his navigator, and at the same time, he pushed the nose of the plane and began to lower the altitude, which they could easily miss if Berlin did implement light control.

Time passed, little by little, and five bombers, flying in the night sky, constantly decreasing in altitude, and at the same time, continuing to fly forward for dozens of kilometers.

Still didn't see anything.

Radio signals, however, showed that Berlin was still ahead.

"Either our meter is broken, or there's something wrong with this radio station." Husk finally made his own judgment.

Are you kidding! And now, more than a hundred kilometers have flown forward! What does this mean? The wind speed has to be at one-tenth of their speed! How is this possible?

The headwind in the sky cannot be so strong, in this case, your own judgment may be wrong, and the signal of Berlin Radio is still ahead!

This radio station, I'm afraid the problem is even bigger! The Germans set up a radio station in front of their own route, as if it were a lighthouse in the dark, showing them the way, but in fact, they were deceiving themselves!

This kind of means is simply too despicable!

But if all this is a conspiracy of the Germans, then what do the Germans want to do? Could it be that there are pre-buried anti-aircraft artillery positions in front of the route, waiting for them?

Can't be fooled!

"Turn around, rendezvous with Team 2." Finally, Husk stopped insisting and went back to find the second squad!

Berlin, most likely on their way back, is now flying low and trying to visually find the hidden city on the ground!