In the bomb bay of the White Whale bomber, the heat waves from the surface were smoked with the burnt smell of protein. Wei Ran took out the last three bottles of hot sauce he brought from his arms and held it in his hand and waited.

Perhaps it only took a few seconds, more than ten seconds, or half a minute, and as long as he seemed to be a little long, the E46 cluster incendiary bombs in the bomb bay finally began to fall under Brad's control.

At the same time, Wei Ran threw down the last three bottles of hot sauce in his hand and pressed the remote shutter.

Against the backdrop of the flames that had already ignited on the surface, and in the rapid flash of the shutter, the bombs filled with blessings and three bottles of hot sauce fell to the ground one after another.

Wei Ran didn't know whether his mini-games would be recorded by the aviation camera, and he didn't know if he would have the chance to see them after returning to the world he was familiar with.

But even so, all this made his mood much better. The bomb bay filled with hot wind was mixed with oxygen masks that could not be covered at all, but the laughter was easily covered by the roar.

After a brief bomb drop, the empty bomb bay slowly closed when Captain Tom took over the driving, but the cabin was still filled with a rich smell of burnt protein and smoke and dust everywhere.

I don’t know if it was because of Brad’s light. This bomber did not encounter any attack from entering the field, dropping bombs to flying away. The only trouble they faced was simply the turbulence caused by the hot wind swelling on the surface.

Just as the bomb bay was completely closed, Wei Ran also untied his seat belt and ran to the tail of the machine with the best view. At the same time, Grant also came out of it.

The two looked at each other, Wei Ran patted each other on the shoulder and shouted, "Tell Brad that he has brought good luck to this plane! Without that gold coin!"

"I will convey it truthfully!"

Grant responded loudly, then ran quickly to the front of the fuselage, and Wei Ran also got into the tail turret, put the camera on the porthole glass, and greedily pressed the shutter again and again towards Nagoya, which was being ignited behind him.

As the White Whale bomber flew farther and finally left Nagoya behind him with only a red light from the red night sky, Wei Ran finally stopped pressing the shutter.

Seeing that Grant had not come back, he simply connected the internal communication to the headphones, and then heard the communication between you and me in the internal communication.

"Brad, have you counted how many times you dropped a bomb?" In the internal communication, Captain Tom's tone was filled with undisguised pleasure.

"I haven't counted it"

Brad replied, "But this is my first time in Saipan."

"It's a pity that Victor is not in the communication, otherwise we can ask him if he took a picture of the bomb he just dropped." Deputy Captain Paul said, "If it is taken, we can at least wash it out and give it to Roger's family."

"I want to keep one as a souvenir at that time," said Navigator Bill.

"They said something similar when we dropped bombs on Dumbo on the night of the 9th."

Brad said, "They said they wanted to pick the best one and let everyone leave their signatures and hang them at home."

"We might be able to do that, too."

"Brad, you'll have to sign your name when that time comes."

"As long as Victor photographed what satisfies us..."

"Don't worry, I took enough photos, there must be moments of satisfaction in it." Wei Ran finally spoke and added to the topic.

"You finally showed up"

"Victor, how about the bomb drop just now?" said the mechanic Philip.

"It all fell into the places I should go, and I took pictures of them."

Wei Ran replied, "But now the bomb bay is full of barbecue."

"It's such a disgusting description," said Navigator Bill, "I hope I won't be served when I go back."

"I wouldn't have thought of this if you didn't say this, but now I'm starting to pray that there won't be barbecue on the menu." Captain Tom complained.

"Especially just now, Grant said that Victor seemed to have brought some hot sauce to the bomb bay." Deputy Captain Paul reminded.

"Okay, thank you Victor for your hot sauce. You completely let me get away with the barbecue and the hot sauce." Jonathan complained, and then everyone's laughter came from the internal communication.

"No matter what"

In the internal communication, Grant said deliberately, "Thanks to good luck for the home run, we did not suffer any harm this time."

"It's true that we should thank the home run," said Captain Tom. "Thanks to Victor, of course, I mean, besides his hot sauce and barbecue."

"I'm not a chef," Wei Ran joked in a new round of laughter, "a chef is the home run."

"Brad, it seems you have a new nickname." Grant said, "Which one do you like?"

"I..."

In the internal communication, Brad paused unnaturally and finally said, "It's better to have a home run. I don't want to see barbecue every time I see it, my appetite will be affected."

"Victor, if it's convenient, come and take a photo for us." Deputy Captain Paul invited.

"Of course convenient"

Wei Ran agreed happily, then came from the tail turret to the front half of the cabin, lying in the passage and pressed the shutter towards everyone who turned around.

Immediately afterwards, Brad replaced him and took a group photo of everyone in the cabin and Wei Ran.

"It seems that Goddess of Liberty doesn't have to worry about being blown up," Wei Ran said as he took the camera handed over by Brad.

"Thank you" Brad said with a smile, and he was obviously relieved.

He didn't return to the tail turret that didn't need to be stared at. Wei Ran stayed in the first half of the cabin and chatted loudly with everyone, sharing the cigar Brad gave to everyone.

During the long but joyful chat, the White Whale finally landed smoothly at the airport in Saipan on the morning of the 12th and was welcomed by the left-behind gunners.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! As usual, all crew members took a group photo next to the dusty bomber. Grant also took off the gold coins hanging around his neck and handed them to Brad, "I should give it back to you."

"Save it, it's yours," said Brad. "And, Grant, Victor, thank you."

"Will you still participate in the next bombing?"

Grant asked, hanging the gold coins around his neck again, "Of course, there is still lunch to wait."

"If you need bombers, of course I'm willing to help."

Brad said, "But forget about lunch, we have to go back and wash out the photos as soon as possible."

“Yes”

Wei Ran saw Brad's thoughts and nodded and said, "We will come back before the next bombing begins."

Before he finished speaking, Brad had already taken over the aerial camera that the gunners helped to remove, and then couldn't wait to jump into the jeep, greeted Wei Ran and ran away after he got on the car.

"Are you scared?" Wei Ran asked.

"No"

Brad responded wildly, not seemingly ready to say anything. Seeing this, Wei Ran stopped asking more questions.

However, when the two returned to the wooden house assigned to them, they found that the honest bomber Ryan, the Dumbo crew's bomber, was already waiting here.

"You are finally back." When Ryan saw them, his expression on his face was a little unnatural.

"What happened?" Wei Ran immediately realized something was wrong.

"Steven died"

Ryan said, "The gunner Steven was killed in the bombing last night."

"What did you say?" Brad's face changed.

"Anti-air guns enveloped Dumb's tail," Ryan said, "Steven is dead."

After taking a deep breath, Ryan said, "Victor, Brad, I'm here to ask you guys for those negatives, I...we want to send it to Steven's family."

"I'll go find it for you now."

Wei Ran had already stepped into the wooden house while speaking. He remembered the gunner with the cross and the word "F" on his arm and the tattoo of the yao chicken.

I also remember that he had a Chinese friend named Luke, and I also remember that his sister had been waiting to return to China to participate in the war and then had no news.

He still remembered the blessings Steven wrote on the cluster incendiary bombs, but he did not expect that in less than 48 hours, the other party was killed.

"Did I kill him?" Bradjin asked, mutteringly.

"We were just on the White Whale bomber, not on Dumbo."

Wei Ran said while searching for the negatives, "Don't take the responsibility on yourself casually. If you want to do something, come and help find the negatives together."

Upon hearing this, Brad took a deep breath, walked to Wei Ran, and began to search in the negative film that Grant helped rinse.

Soon, all the negatives about Dumbo were found. The two of them didn't care about resting, so they got into the jeep driven by Ryan and rushed to the hospital on the edge of the airport.

The wounded soldiers who were injured during the bombing mission were treated here, and the soldiers who died in battle were temporarily placed.

These include Roger, the bomber who was killed on the White Whale, and Steven, who was sent here not long ago.

Joining the crew members of Dumbo's crew, who were also filled with the smell of burnt protein on their bodies, Wei Ran and Brad handed over the negatives they brought to Captain Charles, and Charles handed them over to the soldiers responsible for taking Steven's body away.

"We say that after the war is over..." The gunner Martin was crying before he finished speaking.

"Let's take the last photo with him," suggested the deputy captain Baker.

"Okay, let's take the last photo." Captain Charles said and looked at Wei Ran and Brad.

"My pleasure"

Wei Ran said, and Brad raised the cameras hanging around his neck without distinction, including all the crew members around Steven, and then pressed the shutter with difficulty.

"Brad"

Navigator Bob said, "When you wash the photos you took with your aviation camera, remember to pick out the best one for us. We are also planning to sign the names of all crew members as a souvenir. There is also a copy of Steven."

"I will give you the photos" Brad made a serious commitment.

For a moment, everyone around here fell into silence, and they didn't know what to say.

"I was the one who hurt him"

The honest man Ryan said painfully, "I want to vote more accurately. I have been delaying too long, I..."
To be continued...