The violent explosion tore the fuselage into countless pieces, falling into the sea water, sinking into the seabed, slowly rusting and corroding.?

The possibility of the two German pilots survival was zero, and no one could survive such a violent close-range explosion. Therefore, the victory of this air battle fell into the hands of the Allies without any surprise.

This battle was won for granted. Although the speed of me262 was much faster, the overwhelming gap between 2 vs dozens of aircraft was enough to smooth out all the technological generation gap.

Zhang Yang and his group, who had successfully escaped to the rear, also saw the two fireballs from the porthole. At first, they didn't know who was from both sides. Then, cheers from the Allied forces came from the radio. Joseph and others, including the bearded lieutenant whose heart was beating to their throats, were completely relieved.

"We won?"

"Victory." Zhang Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief. The air cannon bullets that followed me262 before made him feel that the plane was about to be shot down. Fortunately, the Allied air force appeared very timely and eventually reversed the victory of the battle.

Soon, the Allied Aircraft Group, which had just passed a small victory, did not stop, but continued to move in the original direction. Supporting and rescuing Zhang Yang and others was just one of the tasks. The Mosoc base, which was waiting for them to come in France, was like a dressed young woman, attracting them to favor.

However, it was not the entire fleet that left. Four fighter jets left the formation, protecting them on both sides, one left and one right, two p51 and two p51 and two fire-breathing, protecting them from moving safely towards London.

The contact time in the middle was too short, so Zhang Yang even had time to go with one of the leaders of this battle. Major Lucas of the United States briefly explained a few words and then parted ways.

Zhang Yang could naturally guess what their mission was, and informed the other party of some detailed information about the Mosok base by radio, and at this time, the two sides had already distanced apart.

"Gentlemen, we will keep you safe until you arrive in London."

The pilot of the p51 Mustang said hello.

"Thank you."

The two sides had a brief conversation. Then they fell into silence. Zhang Yang knew that some news was not accessible to these pilots. Instead, it was the bearded lieutenant who took the radio and chatted with the other party. By the way, he asked about the big event that had happened recently. Zhang Yang and his group also stretched their ears and listened.

After getting rid of the test of life and death, Rolf's face also improved a lot. He occasionally asked Zhang Yang curiously. But he spent more time thinking about something, not knowing whether he was worried about his wife and daughter or how to contact the Allies in the future.

"Mr. Rolf, you don't have to worry too much. In your capacity, the US government will definitely need you and your knowledge and experience."

"Thank you." Rolf's mouth tugged with a smile.

Zhang Yang comforted Rolf. He knew the horror of nuclear weapons more than anyone present. He also naturally knew how important the "Manhattan Plan" that the US government has fully promoted at this time. With the US government's urinary nature, when he caught an anti-Nazism nuclear physicist like Rolf, it was like a vicious dog targeting a flesh-bone, and naturally he would not let go easily.

And the reason why it is definitely the US government rather than the British government can only be said to be a personal impression.

Ten minutes later, they successfully flew over the English Channel and officially stepped into British territory. Oh no, it was airspace. After more than ten minutes, they successfully arrived over the city of London. At this moment, London was not brightly lit, probably because they were worried that the German night bombing would be targeted. Under the guidance of the P51 Mustang pilot, the five final planes landed safely at the 8th Air Brigade Airport in London.

Perhaps they learned about their landing at this airport in advance. When the ju-52 stopped and Zhang Yang and others walked out, the pilots on both sides of the runway were staring at the standard German cargo with wide eyes.

"Good guy, I actually snatched a "steel Anne" back!"

"Nonsense! This is a standard German cargo. Let's go back and ask the lieutenant general to see if he can keep the plane. It's not bad to use it as a trainer." Two American pilots were whispering.

"Stop dreaming, the British are not talking yet, you are thinking about it?"

...

Such discussions came one after another, but Zhang Yang didn't care about this. Except for the two German pilots standing at the end tremblingly, guessing his next fate, Zhang Yang was looking at the paralyzed colonel standing in front of him and guessing the other party's identity.

If it weren't for the respectful expressions of the pilots around him, Zhang Yang probably wouldn't have paid much attention to the identity of the colonel, because next to the dead-faced colonel, there were a group of generals with Venus on their shoulders. Good guy, Zhang Yang quietly counted four generals, two were major generals, one was a brigade general, and the other was a lieutenant general. Such a group of big men did not stay in the office at night, but were waiting for his party at the airport, which surprised Zhang Yang and was a little right.

One of the reasons for such a big scene is probably Dr. Rolf, whom Zhang Yang mentioned this time. Zhang Yang did not think that relying solely on his own information, these senior generals could come to welcome him specifically.

Among them, the paralyzed colonel, and the three-star lieutenant general, Zhang Yang, a brigade general, can recognize it as the rank of the US military. Among the remaining two major generals, the ranks are the Army and the Royal Air Force. The reason why they can recognize it as the rank of major general is to pay attention to Zhang Yang's information on investigating the Pirates of the Caribbean. By the way, they reviewed the rank of British military from the Great Disaster Period to the present, and now it is indeed in use.

While Zhang Yang was looking at the other party, the other party was also looking at Zhang Yang. In addition to being a little surprised after seeing Zhang Yang's skin color, more eyes fell behind Zhang Yang, Dr. Rolf in a suit and tie. There was no way, Zhang Yang and others were all standard uniforms of Hydra, which could be seen at a glance. Dr. Rolf in a suit stood out like a crane, looking extremely conspicuous.

Such a group of big men stood in front of him. In addition to Zhang Yang, the bearded lieutenant and Bucky were staring like bull's eyes, and even their breathing became heavy, as if they didn't believe in their eyes.

Bucky swallowed his saliva with no nerves, his mind full of questions. These ranks of generals that dazzled him up made him full of questions.

"All these generals are really here to welcome us?" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!