In Cuba, Torre was lucky enough to spend eleven days, successfully salvaging three shipwrecks, and obtained gold and jewelry, the exact amount of which cannot be counted, in short, his 5,000-ton freighter was almost loaded. After determining the location of the salvage, he sent a telegram to Dong Ku.

Dong Ku received a telegram ordering him to go through the Panama Canal, take the supply ship with him, and go straight to Pontianak. In the waters west of Panama, he has arranged for six submarines to be picked up.

The arrival of this wealth made Dong Ku's heart more steady. With 3,000 tons of gold in his hands, he is sure of a real war of attrition. Moreover, there are consumers such as Germany and the United Kingdom, as long as they deal with the United States and make their goods unable to deliver, their monopoly position will make the wealth flow endlessly. The factories that were inspected should be prepared in advance, and the work of expanding the troops and defending the factories should be done.

Gast has already started to build companies there, and in these states, including Hawaii and Alaska, there are dozens of American idlers who will not show up, of course, he will just end up harvesting gold and dollars.

The night was extremely quiet, and in Germany, the technicians who worked overtime completed the assembly of the bomber named Airbus, began the test flight after dawn, and successfully took off, landed at the military airport in Berlin, and then tested various items, took off and landed more than a dozen times, and before dark, completed the bomb throwing experiment, loaded the bomb, and took three escort flamingos, waiting for the order to take off.

Lao Xi is not optimistic about this behemoth, he doesn't think that this large bomber can be better than Batuka, Batuka's performance is too good, so he dismounted the research of those large horizontal bombers.

But tonight the plane was going to participate in the bombing, and he only used it as a weapons company test, and he didn't care too much. But he still sent two technicians randomly.

As night fell, planes took off one after another, and they assembled in formation and flew towards their target Paris.

Hades leading the team? Turner's orders were to protect the cameo bomber as much as possible and allow it to move in the middle of the formation.

But as soon as his formation was assembled, he found that the behemoth had already flown in front. And its speed is similar to that of the flamingo, and the maximum cruising speed has not been dropped, and it takes more than 300 kilometers an hour, and it has not dragged its feet as imagined.

Seeing the looming figure of the behemoth in the night, Turner did not force the big guy to return to the middle of the formation, and let him lead the team. He didn't have the right to order the plane, and he also wanted to know what outstanding performance this big guy had.

The group followed the behemoth and flew straight to Paris. Batuka has only a combat radius of more than four hundred kilometers, plus the auxiliary fuel tanks they carry. They will be able to bomb Paris in a straight line and return back, and even the aerial dogfight will last too long, so they will have to fly in a straight line, cross Luxembourg, and go straight to Paris.

On the bomber, the cockpit in front was separated, and the pilot carried a headset to communicate with the guide along the way. Without wasting the distance at all, the two German technicians in the bomb magazine behind them stared at the new electronic locator. There was a shock. The plane was able to go straight to the target, and the locator was more advanced than the one on the Stuka load.

Seeing that Paris was getting closer and closer, the first air train sent a signal, less than fifty kilometers away from the target, ready for battle.

Turner was very depressed, and the guy in front of him actually made the action of directing the leader. But he couldn't measure the exact distance from Paris through the locator, and he couldn't help but be discouraged, so he didn't argue with the big guy in front of him, and ordered the group to get ready.

At this moment, the blow in front or suddenly accelerates. The three flamingos flying at a rapid pace were out of sight, but the lights were still on, and they began to climb, from six thousand meters straight to a higher place, and gradually disappeared.

Turner was even more depressed at this moment. Is this here to bomb? Will this still find a target? They were dive bombing, and they really couldn't imagine the accuracy of high-altitude bombing.

The speeding Airbus ignored the behind, he wanted to point the dive bomber in the direction, he wanted to mark the ground, he carried four incendiary bombs, and he could completely illuminate the bomber behind.

In the city of Paris, in the sewers, figures lurked quietly, waiting for the bombing to begin. Of course, the bombing area must not be in their area, otherwise, I don't know what will happen to the road.

Du Fei listened to the guide's report and knew that the plane would come in ten minutes at most, so he ordered to prepare to release the signal to evacuate.

Nine thousand meters, the sound is not very loud to hear below, this is not the era of jets, but it can also let the enemy know the way, besides, there is such a thing as a listening machine.

Just when the air defense troops in the bar heard the sound of the plane, the alarm had just sounded in Paris, and the city was instantly plunged into darkness, and when the light control began, suddenly, an explosion sounded in the Champ de Mars not far from the Seine, and then four flames burst out from this streamline, and the flames rose several meters, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

"Target found!"

"Lock on to the target!"

"Five degrees south!"

"Prepare to drop the bomb!"

A shout rang out in the Airbus, and then the observer locked on to the target and gave the course.

The huge plane turned slightly, and in the panic caused by the sudden explosion, dropped the first incendiary bomb, and then, the second, the third, all the way to the Champ de Mars.

At this time, Paris was already in disarray, calling for the planes to take off and intercept, and the shouts for the anti-aircraft guns to turn on, but the searchlights were not on, and they were lucky enough to hope that they could extinguish the fires so that the enemy could not find their targets. After all, there has not been dive bombing yet, and the number of planes does not seem to be large.

At this moment, a loud bang shocked Paris, and the sky was bright in neutral amid the explosion, and the light of the fire illuminated everything around it, illuminating the city of Paris in the darkness.

"What's that?!!"

"Oh God! What's burning that?!! ”

The exclamations made everyone's movements hear, and they watched the fiery red of the distant sky fall down. Have they seen incendiary bombs there? The huge cloud of fire shocked everyone.

Twenty or thirty meters, in the blink of an eye, the fire cloud cornered the ground, and below it was the air force airfield in Paris.

The overwhelming flames burned fiercely after they hit the ground, and the pilots who ran towards the plane howled miserably one by one, desperately fighting the flames on their bodies.

But the more you pounce. The more the flame burned, the more the flame grew, and in just a few seconds, those people fell to the ground, or next to the plane, and burned violently with the plane.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and in the distance, a ball of fire fell from the sky. It sounded at the airfield, and then it rolled up alive and rushed into the air, and then, the loud bangs continued one after another, and in just eight minutes, the airfield was wrapped in flames and burned violently.

A fighter jet rushed out of the sea of fire, with flames all over it. Trying to fly into the sky. But before he could rush onto the runway, the plane disintegrated with a loud bang, and the fire rolled over, blocking the entire runway.

The light of the fire illuminated everything around, and when another flame ignited, only three planes took off from the airfield, and the rest were enveloped in flames from constant explosions, or blocked the runway. It was difficult to leave the hangar, and it was ignited by flames.

The fire went down the refueling pipeline and went directly to the oil depot. Pounce on the ammunition depot, it is estimated that it will not take a few minutes to turn it into a ruin.

On the plane, two German technicians looked at the bright flames below, and they were both stunned. What kind of powerful bomb is this? What did they hit?

But the question didn't need to be answered, and then there was a loud bang. An anti-aircraft artillery position was engulfed in flames, and in a miserable howl, the shells piled up there were detonated by the flames, and an even more dazzling fire rose into the sky, brightening the darkness of Paris.

Four locations. A barracks, an airfield, an oil depot, and an anti-aircraft artillery position could no longer be preserved at the moment when four incendiary bombs landed.

After the four incendiary bombs were dropped, the huge plane made a perfect circle in the air, and the nose flew steadily towards the position of the fire, and then, a string of bombs volleyed down, and the carpet bombing began.

On the plane, two German technicians also passively participated in the delivery of the bombs, after all, there was a shortage of manpower. They had to join the bomb dropping team to help deliver bombs one bomb after another.

But they kept an eye on the bottom at all times, and although they couldn't see the bombing effect, the light of the fire could still be seen.

As the plane moved forward, the panicked French on the ground realized what hell on earth and nightmares were.

A flash of fire spread out, advancing in the midst of a violent explosion, like a glittering carpet, destroying everything in its path.

The building collapsed like a building block at the moment when the 200-kilogram bomb exploded, the masonry and tiles flew everywhere, the trucks were overturned, and the burning and dust of the hunt rose to the sky, making the bright fire appear hazy, but the blood and those dead souls mixed in it made this beautiful scene not feel like a fairyland, and it was even more like hell.

When Turner saw the fire ahead, he was no longer surprised, and ordered the planes to enter and drop bombs, and the group returned.

With the howl of a terrible engine, Stuka burrowed into the dusty area and swooped down on their targets in the flames, followed by a screech of bombs falling down.

How fragile the anti-aircraft guns were at this moment, with a loud bang, the searchlights did not let them lock on to the target, and they couldn't stop the bombs from falling, but exposed their positions.

"Four groups to blow up those anti-aircraft guns!"

Turner shouted pleasantly.

Such bright bombing conditions were something he did not expect, what difference did this daytime bombardment make? And its own safety is also guaranteed.

In the sky, in bursts of screams, bombs fell to the ground, violent explosions tore apart everything around, and in the flames, ruins also appeared at the same time.

In the midst of the explosion, Du Fei shouted, "Action!" ”

Following his order, the personnel who had already been prepared quickly ran in the sewers, burrowed into the opened passage, and as they put down the explosives on the car, they were vigorous and swooped directly to the position of the upper floor, and quickly strangled those targets in the sound of a huge earthquake and a pop.

Du Fei didn't go up, he looked around and ordered again: "Move fast!" Move everything!! (To be continued......)