Time passed slowly, and the fuel gauge in front showed less and less oil.

I kept going around, but I found nothing below. The radius of the search has expanded to eighty kilometers around!

"Maybe, we were wrong." Faced with this situation, Craig finally made a judgment. Maybe Berlin is really still ahead!

"Note, a small team, give up searching for the city below, let's continue flying forward!" Craig made the decision.

At this moment, a stinging sound came from the headphones. This strong radio interference made him feel alert. It was impossible for the Germans to wander around the Germans and the Germans had never responded. But now, this kind of interference may be to discover his intention.

Berlin, maybe right in front of the route, fly over!

The fuel gauge in front has dropped to a terrible indication, and no one else can fly back. Now, their greatest hope is to throw the bomb over Berlin.

Then, they needed to make a forced landing and went through hardships to return to the UK!

This is already their last plan.

Craig didn't know that just as his bomber climbed up to the height and was about to continue flying forward, the bomber unit that had flew to the front was turning around.

The difference in altitude prevented them from discovering each other. In this way, in the dark, they changed positions and continued to fly.

It was a rather tormenting night for the British bomber troops.

They couldn't even complete the first step of bombing, and they were to find the target!

"A city is found ahead!" Finally, just as the fuel was about to run out, the navigator called out excitedly.

They discovered a city!

"Be careful, prepare to drop bombs!" Craig shouted loudly. At this time, the radio interference was not that strong, but he could not contact the second team. No matter they were concerned, his own troops were going to complete the bombing!

Ready to drop bombs!

In order to ensure the hit rate, they flew the plane low to an altitude of about 500 meters. Everyone was determined to die. In fact, when they boarded the plane, they all wrote suicide notes, and the possibility of becoming a martyr was too high.

"Drop bomb!" the navigator called excitedly and pressed the button at the same time.

The bomber's bomb bay opened and bombs fell from the cabin.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Germans, let you taste the gifts from Britain!

The bomb body was written with white paint on the words "given" for Cialick.

Bombs fell from the sky, and for the residents of this city, this night was a very sad time.

The western city of Poland, Lipian, is not bad. The British bomber accidentally flew more than 100 kilometers above Poland and exploded a Polish border city!

The bombs exploded one by one, lighting up the city below. As the racks accelerated to leave, Craig always felt indescribable.

This is too easy, right? What about the anti-aircraft guns below? Are the Germans really so negligent? As the capital of Germany, is it just negligent to prevent it?

"No, we're almost out of fuel." After the bombing was completed, it didn't fly out dozens of kilometers, which was definitely a very dangerous distance. The bomber's fuel alarm light shone.

"We have to find a place to make a landing," Craig said.

Although they all carry umbrella bags, as long as people with clear minds, they know how dangerous it is to skydiving at night. Even if they are skydiving during the day, they will break their legs. If they are not careful at night, they will fall into meat pie.

If you can make a landing, it would be better to make a landing!

Craig knew that the risk of a forced landing was equally high. The bomber's emergency landing required hundreds of meters of flat land. Now, although the moon has risen, it is not enough for them to see the ground thoroughly.

This requires the pilot's fearless spirit, skillful skills, and enough luck!

Craig lowered the height, only a few dozen meters above the ground, so it was clearer that there were dense forests below at this time, and it was impossible to land in the woods, and it would definitely be crushed to pieces.

At least you have to fly through the woods!

At this moment, a vibration came from the wings of the plane. He turned his head and saw that the engine on one side had stopped rotating.

not good!

The engine has been shut down!

You can't wait any longer! The left engine is turned off, and the engine on the right is only left with the oil in the fuel pipe, which is only a few seconds. During this period, can you find a suitable landing on the ground?

At this moment, the woods suddenly disappeared, and there was a river in front of them!

OK, land on the river bank!

When he saw it, the engine on the right had also lost its power. He pulled the operating lever hard to make the fighter slide down at a suitable elevation angle.

"Quick, put the landing gear!" Just as he tried to stabilize the plane, he shouted to the other two people. At this time, the two people had already come out of the nose and back of the plane, and entered the middle of the fuselage, shaking the handle.

As they shake, the landing gear slowly goes down.

Under normal circumstances, the landing gear is hydraulically retracted and retracted, but now the engine has lost power and the landing gear can no longer use hydraulic retracted and retracted. At this time, you can only rely on the most basic mechanical devices and hand-cranked landing gear!

The two were shaking hard, and the landing gear slowly fell, but the plane fell faster!

"No, it's too late, use the machine to make a landing force!" Craig said, at this time, the river bank was right in front of him!

I can't see clearly. If the river bank here is fine and soft sand, then I can land easily. If it is all pebbles, then this landing will be thrilling.

Just as Craig was calling, both of them hugged their arms tightly to the handrail next to them, and it was too late to wear their seat belts.

The plane had no power. Although Craig pulled the operating lever back hard, the bomber still stuck his nose down and penetrated.

When the nose of the plane came into contact with the ground, Craig even felt a little scared. If it were a stone, the plane would crash!

There was no violent impact, as if it had hit a pool of mud. Half of the fuselage was pierced, and the remaining half was exposed behind.

The three of them seemed to have walked from the gates of hell, especially Craig, whose backs were wet. When the fuselage stopped falling, he greeted his companions: "Look at what's outside, we'd better go out."

If this is a swamp, it would be quite terrible. They can't get out and can only be trapped here!
Chapter completed!