In the Spanish Civil War, who is right and who is wrong? This is hard to say at all. The left-wing government just occupied a nominal orthodox, and Franco belonged to the rebels. In fact, the bad things done by both sides were almost the same!

Among the left-wing governments, anarchists account for a large part, demanding more power, prison riots, street turmoil, and land being divided by farmers in looting, but the government issued a special announcement to recognize it!

Moreover, they also had a conflict of faith. Only four months after the left-wing government came to power, 161 churches were burned down.

In Zaragoza, this conflict is even more serious, and all the Catholics in the city of Zaragoza were killed!

Yes, it's just killing all the people! It was a chaotic day. Whenever I think of this soldier from the Spear Party, I feel extremely angry.

The law as a social convention has disappeared, and the despicable and cruelty of human nature hidden and suppressed in the heart has emerged. As long as it is someone you don’t like, you can be killed as an enemy! And it is just!

Kapa stood on the ruins of the church, listening to the warrior's words, and a thought became even stronger in his heart. The words of Cirick that day kept echoing in his ears.

In war, no one is right or wrong.

Whoever wins can smear the other party wantonly. Justice will win means that whoever wins is justice!

Zaragoza has fallen into control!

After receiving this news, General Mora was extremely excited. As long as he got Zaragoza, it means that the entire eastern Spain would fall into its own control!

"General, the plane has been prepared for you. You can fly to Zaragoza now. I heard that General Cialis has also passed." Beside Mora, his confidant Kubala said to him.

Fly to Zaragoza! It is the eastern center of Spain. As long as you are there, the spear party members will rise up. It won’t take long to make the entire east become your own territory!

After careful consideration, Mora finally agreed to Kubala's suggestion and headed to Zaragoza.

Departing to the airport, where a German-assisted JU-52 transport plane was ready for takeoff. Mora's car came to the side of the transport plane. Mora, with a serious expression, came out of the car and walked towards the plane under the protection of several guards.

Without Germany, it would be impossible for one side to win this battle. Judging from the current situation, the Condor Legion's help to one side is the greatest!

Although Franco is very annoyed now, when the entire east is taken down and there is only an isolated city in Madrid, Franco should have known that there is no mistake in doing this.

It’s all for Spain, and end this damn infighting as soon as possible!

While thinking, Mora walked towards the plane. At this time, all three engines had been activated. As long as Mora got on the plane, he could take off immediately!

Holding the briefcase, Kubala followed Mora. Just as Mora's feet were about to board the plane, Kubala's face suddenly turned extremely regretful: "It's so damn, I forgot an important document! The list of appointments for personnel in the east was signed by General Franco. No, I have to go back and get it."

Kubala's face looked extremely ugly.

"Okay, go back." Mora said: "I can't wait to go to Zaragoza."

Mora turned her head and got on the plane. Several people who were traveling with him got on the plane.

The cabin door was closed, and the three-engine transport aircraft began to slide on the runway.

As the plane got faster and faster on the runway, a sarcastic smile flashed on Kubala's face: "Go. General Mora, don't blame me, just blame you for being unfaithful to General Franco."

"Well, buzz." At this moment, a motorcycle suddenly rushed over from the lawn opposite the runway, on the distant lawn!

It flew high up from a small slope, then fell down, and continued steadily, and it was fast! The rider on the motorcycle, bent over and twisted the throttle to the bottom.

On the sideboard of the motorcycle, a flag of a vulture army fluttered in the wind.

The sudden rush of this motorcycle has made the airport guards very nervous. If someone else had rushed over, they would have fired a long time ago, but now, the Vulture Legion is coming!

Moreover, when the other party came over, they showed their ID, but just passed by quickly, which left them with no choice but to follow behind.

On the motorcycle, the rider twisted the accelerator and the engine made a loud noise, and then it rushed to the end of the runway!

The rider shook his tail casually, and the tires on the side of the standby were raised high, and stopped horizontally to the center of the runway.

Three people on the motorcycle, the one on the sidewalk, stood high on the sidewalk, looking at the Aunt Junker who was about to take off, waving her arms.

All aircraft in this era are propellers. Since the propellers are in front, in order to prevent the propellers from hitting the ground, the aircraft are flying with their heads raised. The main landing gear in front is high, the small landing gear in the back is low, and the three-point type is rear.

On the Juncker transport plane, the pilot just saw the waving arms in the distance of the runway. He immediately realized that something was wrong. There was something on the runway and he would never take off!

Turn off the engine and put on the brakes!

The two feet stepped on the rudders on both sides, and the wheels below were almost blown out. The people on the plane were shouting, rushing forward, hitting the side wall of the cabin in front, and hitting someone else's body.

"What's going on?" Mora was no exception. He sat up from the cabin floor and shouted to the front.

"There are people on the runway to stop us from taking off!" The pilot in the front cabin shouted loudly. At this time, he was also very depressed.

Is there someone on the track? Suddenly, Mora frowned.

"Hey, what are you doing?" From afar, Kubala ran over and shouted at the person on the motorcycle. His hand had already been placed on the pistol's gun and was ready to pull it out at any time.

So what about the Condor Legion? If the other party came for that matter, then you must silence it!

The other soldiers guarding the airport also ran over in a panic. They surrounded the motorcycle and three people.

"General Mora, come down quickly, there are bombs on the plane!" The German standing on the motorcycle snarled loudly to the Junker transport plane in fluent Spanish.
Chapter completed!