Pilot Hans was wearing a thick leather hat. Even if the heavy snow stopped, the outdoor temperature was still very low.［(({网
"You all pay attention, I want you to add antifreeze to the fuel seriously. I don't want to suddenly stop in the air!"
The ground technician made a victory gesture and made a vow.
The low temperature of minus ten degrees will not freeze gasoline. The temperature here is higher near Ukraine. However, on the outskirts of Moscow, extreme cold plagues both sides of the war. The night temperature hovers around minus ten degrees, and some areas even have local temperatures of minus 20 degrees.
degrees of low temperature.
Hans quickly climbed onto the reconnaissance plane and pulled up the man carrying the radio.
"I hope there won't be any accidents this time." Hans prayed in his heart. It is difficult to predict whether this trip will be a blessing or a disaster. He just hopes that he can return safely.
The engine was started, and the technician suddenly turned off the propeller. The aircraft made a loud noise and moved forward slowly.
Soon, the captured Soviet PO-2 gradually took off and flew directly towards the south.
After the German invasion, captured Soviet equipment was quickly used by the German army, as evidenced by the PO-2 reconnaissance aircraft driven by Hans. After a period of running-in, he had mastered the driving skills of this aircraft.
He continued to fly south and headed straight to the core of the swamp. Since he had plenty of fuel, he could maintain air superiority for a long time, even flying directly to Kiev.
But he would never do this. After all, this aircraft was a Soviet product. If it was discovered by one of his own cruise fighters, it would be a huge mistake. Its flight was definitely no match for the BF1o9, not to mention it didn't even have weapons.
As the plane flew deeper, the Soviet sentries on the ground immediately noticed the strange noise coming from the sky.
There was snowy scenery everywhere. In order to facilitate detection, Hans had to lower his altitude so that he could be directly observed by ground personnel.
The Soviet sentry immediately reported to the division headquarters. "We are in the eo2o area, and friendly reconnaissance planes have appeared in the sky! Friendly reconnaissance planes have appeared in the sky!"
This was a message in plain language, and the radio operator at the division headquarters did not dare to neglect it, so he immediately informed Yevlov of the news.
At this moment, he was still resting at the division headquarters waiting for lunch. There was something unusual in the sky. There was a Soviet reconnaissance plane? He immediately became vigilant, "We have lost contact with the front army here for a long time. Why is there another friendly aircraft in the sky? Is it possible?"
An enemy?!"
He immediately entered the radio room and asked the radio operator, "Tell me, the direction of that plane's flight?"
"From north to south, sir!"
At this moment, Yevlov suddenly realized and simply roared: "Those sentries are really stupid. Even if they saw that it was a reconnaissance plane, even if it was a reconnaissance plane equipped by our army, it was still controlled by the Germans at this moment!"
Yevlov immediately rushed out of the door and went straight to Yang Mingzhi.
At this moment, Yang Mingzhi had nothing to do, admiring the target shooting training of the young soldiers. Star Tao and Natasha were both here. These children must often touch guns and shoot targets, so that their shooting skills will become more and more sophisticated.
Yevlov ran over panting and stood in front of Yang Mingzhi, panting heavily.
"Is this happening? My teacher, has something serious happened? Why are you so panicked?!"
"It's a big deal, and... listen!" Yevlov suddenly stopped talking, and gradually, Yang Mingzhi also remembered the buzzing in his ears.
"It's a plane!" Yang Mingzhi looked at the sky subconsciously.
"That's an enemy plane! It's coming from north to south. It's a reconnaissance plane." Yevlov was in a panic and didn't know how to deal with this unexpected guest. After a while, the suspicious plane appeared in the sky above the military camp.
The training of the militiamen and young soldiers came to an abrupt end, and everyone looked at the sky. They saw a black shadow moving slowly, flying very low and slowly. Now Yevlov completely saw its dignity.
, "This is a PO-2 reconnaissance aircraft, a very common model. But it must be the enemy."
"Then why are you still standing there? Hurry and beat it down for me!"
Hearing what Yang Mingzhi said, Yevlov was not very bright. Since he wanted to shoot down the plane, he should immediately call on the machine gunners of the army to dispatch. He turned around and was about to leave, but Yang Mingzhi grabbed him. "Oh, you
Where are you going?”
"Of course we're worried about the machine gunners. Let's bring out the heavy machine guns too!"
"Don't be so impulsive! Isn't the best way to deal with airplanes?"
When asked this question, Yevlov immediately remembered that the army still had a fighter jet and a pilot? The two men immediately aimed their eyes at the snow-covered hangar.
Pilot Podovich heard the strange noise in the sky and saw the plane, but he was not yet sure whether it was a friend or an enemy.
As the two officers arrived in a hurry, he received a concise order: "The plane took off immediately and shot down the enemy reconnaissance plane."
Although the model of the Soviet aircraft at that time was, since the commander said it was the enemy, it had to be shot down.
At this moment, Yang Mingzhi was very pleased. This Podovich loved his writer so much that he even called the aircraft "wife". This I-153 Seagull fighter jet was very well maintained and was fully prepared for take-off combat.
The technician quickly performed a simple inspection on the aircraft and then installed the two machine guns.
"There are five hundred bullets in total, two hundred and fifty for each of the two machine guns. There are not many bullets, so you have to aim and shoot." The bearded technician ordered.
Podovich showed a confident smile and said, "When the enemy comes to the door, I will knock him down. Now push the wooden door of the hangar completely open!"
At the airport outside the hangar, the snow on the runway was cleared as soon as possible. The reason is very simple. If it is not cleared early, when the snow melts, it will be muddy. Even the training of soldiers will be forced to suspend in the future.
Thinking of such a move, you can completely let the plane take off.
There was a huge noise in the hangar, and Yang Mingzhi tried to cover his ears.
Podovich was sitting in the cab, waving his right arm vigorously, asking everyone to avoid it, and then the plane slowly drove out of the hangar.
On the other hand, the German pilot Hans never expected that in the distance at twelve o'clock, there was clearly a huge village. Because it was so different from the surrounding environment, the environment was dark. This was actually due to the snow covered
Human cleaning.
He immediately poked the radio operator, whose face was stiff due to the biting cold wind, to wake him up.
Both of them were stunned by the sight in front of them. Just as the intelligence speculated, the reconnaissance plane entered the sky above the swamp and discovered a mysterious settlement. If the enemy existed, it must be here.
The radio operator immediately started the radio and reported to the division headquarters.
Schulz believed in his heart that he would be able to find the mysterious enemy this time. When the intelligence came back, it was claimed that a large village had been found in the swamp area. The staff were dancing with excitement, but he remained unusually calm.
"Why, my division commander, you have made a great contribution this time. The huge residential area discovered by the scouts is not under our control!" Deputy Division Commander Mansa von Font said.
Chief of Staff Swart simply drew a few strokes on the map and said to himself: "Now we no longer have to defend passively and can take the initiative. I guess this so-called village is actually the home base of the guerrillas."
Schulz didn't say anything more. He clapped his hands to calm the excited people. "Gentlemen, what exactly is the enemy? We must have solid evidence. We can't just show up in a village and say it is the enemy's base camp, unless
There is evidence that it is not villagers who live here, but armed men. Now I have ordered our reconnaissance planes to continue the operation. When we get the exact photos, we can make a final conclusion. We need to understand the latest huge settlement.