Captain Robinson was really scared now. He didn't know what evasive measures the formation members took to get rid of the fierce night fighter just now. When the enemy plane quietly approached from behind and quickly knocked out the last fighter in the formation. , he knew that he could no longer maintain the formation, otherwise everyone would be doomed. While he was forced to disband the formation and let the remaining members find ways to escape, he took advantage of the opportunity to dive to quickly adjust his course and break away frantically in the direction from which he came.
Not long after, news came from the rear cabin gunner that he saw a ball of fire in the sky. It was estimated that an aircraft had been hit and caught fire. Robinson was stunned for a moment, and soon understood that another formation member might have been poisoned. The intercom also proved this. No matter how the navigator Harry called hysterically, he could only get a cry-like response - obviously The remaining companions also understood what happened.
"There is only one response, I'm afraid the others..." Harry trembled, but couldn't finish the rest of the sentence.
"The mission failed, let's return." Robinson's mood suddenly sank to the bottom, and he was a little bit miserable, but he still made a decisive decision, "Tell him to immediately increase the altitude and drop the bomb, regardless of where the target is, just bomb anything. After throwing it away, you can go home faster. Remember to escape to the northwest and wait for me to gather together..."
"Copy that." Just after hearing the other party's reply, a frightened voice suddenly came, "The enemy plane is behind me..."
With the joint efforts of ground guidance and airborne radar, Becker finally caught up with the third plane after more than ten minutes of chasing. With a "boom", the third plane exploded in the air, killing all the crew members. .
"The ammunition for the aircraft guns is almost exhausted, please return." The exhausted Becker wanted to chase the fourth aircraft, but after looking at the ammunition that was about to run out, there was really nothing he could do.
"Asking for permission to return."
"receive."
"Captain Becker, congratulations on shooting down three enemy planes." Hoffman gestured to Helen to give him the intercom.
"Thank you." Becker responded reflexively. He suddenly felt that the voice was very familiar and mature, but he was convinced that no officer in the command had this voice, so he couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"
"I am Adolf Hitler!"
"Ah!" Becker finally realized. Isn't this the voice of the head of state! Could it be that the head of state has been observing my performance today? What a surprise, what a wonderful night, "Long live the Führer!"
The communication signal along Becker's route was cut off. Now everyone was concerned about the fate of the last enemy plane. However, Hoffman was obviously not worried about this. Instead, he praised Helen: "You performed very well today. You work perfectly with the pilot, and half of his achievements are due to you."
"Thank you, the head of state, and thank you to the instructor." Helen was a kind person. Although she was so excited that her voice changed its tone, she did not forget to say a kind word to the young sergeant next to her.
"What was your occupation before becoming a volunteer?"
"I just graduated from college this year and was planning to teach. Then I saw that the Air Force was recruiting female volunteers and signed up. This is my first job."
"College graduate?" Hoffman said with a smile, "This is rare, from which school."
"Department of Mathematics, University of Göttingen."
"No wonder you calculate the speed and direction very accurately, thanks to the foundation laid in school." This is also Hoffman's alma mater. He became more fond of this young lady and asked with a smile, "How is the situation at home? "
Helen misunderstood and thought that the head of state was asking about her family origins, so she said: "My ancestors were subordinates of the Elector of Brandenburg during the Holy Roman Empire and held the title of knight. Since then, our family has been Aryans of pure blood for generations."
Knowing that the Third Reich had been emphasizing the noblest view of the nation's blood, but this tone came naturally from a college graduate, Hoffman was still a little surprised. However, he soon felt relieved: this was the basis of public opinion in the Third Reich and also the strong rebound of the German national self-esteem after being cruelly treated by the "Contract of Versailles". In a sense, it was repeatedly advocated by the head of state himself, but this kind of "I am the world" First" racial theory has given the Germans enough lip service. Hoffman was not unhappy at all, and said to Helen, who had blond hair and blue eyes and a standard Germanic appearance: "This can be seen from your appearance. I mean you volunteer to serve in the Air Force. Does your family support it? After all, this is It's more dangerous than teaching."
"Support! Absolutely support!" Upon hearing this, Helen started talking, no longer as reserved as before, but showed a cheerful expression, "My grandfather is an old soldier of the empire. When he was 19 years old, he also participated in the cavalry. During the Franco-Prussian War, he later retired with the rank of major. My father was his youngest and only child who served in the military. During the last war, he served in the navy, but not on the battleship. He was the captain of a torpedo boat. After the war, he was promoted to the rank of captain. After retiring, I switched careers to the shipping company. I grew up near the port of Kiel when I was a child. My father only had me as a child, and none of my other cousins joined the military. When my grandfather passed away a few years ago, he always regretted the family tradition of being an officer. I was cut off, and my father felt sorry for not having a boy... So I signed up to volunteer to serve the Air Force. Although I couldn't become an officer, my father was still very happy. I actually knew many professional terms such as heading and speed before the training. Because he taught me when I was very young..."
Helen opened the conversation and talked a lot. Kamhuber had been worried that the Führer would be impatient. Unexpectedly, Hoffman listened to the speech patiently and nodded frequently, "It turns out that we are from a military family. Really?" It is not easy. You have devoted your blood and youth to Germany, and the people will always remember you."
"This, this..." The girl who was very talkative just now suddenly became shy and said hesitantly, "Führer, can you sign your name for me?"
"We can shake hands and take a group photo together." Hoffman pointed to the people around him, turned to William and asked, "Colonel, is there a camera in the command center?"
"Yes, yes." The spotlight flashed, and behind the Zeiss lens were not only photos of Hoffmann and Helen shaking hands cordially, but also photos of Helen and a group of senior leaders: Helen stood next to the head of state, excitedly He almost fainted. Although Colonel William could only stay at the end of the crowd in the photo, he was still very happy. He was surrounded by rare important people.
"Wow! They will be so jealous of me tomorrow..." Helen finally regained her expression as a young girl and pointed at the gazes of other people in the hall. "Not only did I shake hands with the head of state, I also shook hands with him and many senior generals. We took a picture together, wasn't I dreaming today?"
"Of course not, there are other things that make you happier." Hoffman said solemnly, UU read a book www. uｕukanshu.com "Who said that women can only become assistants after joining the army? Outstanding female service members who live and die for the empire and dedicate themselves to the empire can also become non-commissioned officers and officers!"
"Führer!" Now it was Keitel's turn to be anxious, thinking that what the Führer had just said should not be said casually. Although the Third Reich had amended the military service law in 1935 and allowed women to serve, they usually only allowed them to become auxiliaries and not auxiliaries. Being included in the regular army, let alone becoming an officer or even a non-commissioned officer. The head of state gave this order too casually, seriously damaging the tradition of the army. The relationship between him and the officer corps was already a bit tense, and this order will make it even more troublesome. Those old diehards will definitely complain. But Marshal Keitel was still not brave enough to openly refute the opinions of the head of state in public.
Looking at Keitel's anxious and hesitant face, Hoffman asked displeasedly: "Mr. Chief of General Staff of the Supreme Command, are you against my proposal?"
"No, no, no, this... I mean..." Hearing the unkind tone of the head of state, Keitel didn't know how to persuade him, so he had to carefully explain, "This approach is somewhat inconsistent with the military tradition. I'm afraid that senior officers will If we cannot understand the painstaking efforts of the head of state and cause unnecessary disputes, should we take a long-term approach, fully communicate, and give them a chance to change their stance first?"
General Jeshunek thought to himself: No wonder Keitel can be the chief of general staff and marshal of the headquarters. Such smooth and catering to the head of state, even if he learns for another twenty years, he will never be able to say it. This answer should be worthy of recognition. Full marks. Of course, even if he disagrees with the head of state's point of view just now, he is not stupid enough to openly oppose Hoffman's opinion. This is a matter for the headquarters, not the responsibility of the Air Force Chief of Staff.
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