Chapter 92 Is it you?
The L-14 transport plane has climbed to a high altitude. De Gaulle stepped forward and held the hand of Special Envoy Alfred tightly. "Thank you, Your Excellency! The French people will continue to fight, we will not Join the capitulationist puppet government The government, Free France will never compromise with the invaders!”
The special envoy also responded enthusiastically, “Mr. Churchill and I are convinced of this. Why don’t you introduce this beautiful lady next to you?”
It was only then that de Gaulle remembered He came to introduce his blond adjutant, "This is my intelligence officer, Ms. Christine Sinier. We have been working together for more than ten years. In the future, she will be mainly responsible for contacting underground resistance organizations and intelligence agencies in France."< br>
Special Envoy I was a little surprised. I didn't expect that this woman who looked like a vase turned out to be a ruthless person. After adjusting her attitude slightly, she extended her hand and said, "Nice to meet you. I think Mr. Menzies from the Sixth Branch will be happy to share some work details with you in the future." .”
hold head high! ! ! hold head high! ! ! !
A shrill alarm suddenly sounded in the cabin.
“What happened?”
“There are German planes following us, BF-109, two!” the pilot shouted nervously.
“Can it be circumvented?”
"No, it's very fast. It's coming for us!"
"Asshole! Is this still Paris's airspace? What are the French air defense forces doing?!" the special envoy cursed bitterly, de Gaulle and Croton Ristin looked at each other speechlessly. This situation showed that France had no resistance to the German army.
"Sit back and find something to grab!" the pilot shouted, then pulled up the nose of the L-14 and began to dodge, and the cabin became a mess.
But a transport plane is a transport plane, and it was soon overtaken by two BF109s. The two fighters adjusted their attitude and began to try to bite their tails.
What is even more desperate is that a German-made Genk 111 medium bomber also cut over from the side and rear.
"Oh my God! Oh my God! They are catching up! I can't get rid of them!" The pilot yelled in horror, and some other members in the cabin had already begun to pray.
Kristen grabbed the guardrail beside her and closed her eyes tightly. In a daze, she seemed to have returned to the villa a long time ago. It was also so dangerous at that time, and everyone thought they were dead.
It was that person who gave them hope and sent her out. Then he disappeared and disappeared for twenty years.
Now, probably no one will come to save her again...
Tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu! ! ! ! ! ! ! Chug tug tug! ! ! ! ! !
The sound of machine guns sounded, but the violent vibrations that were imagined did not occur.
After a while, the people in the plane opened their eyes and found that they were unharmed.
The Genk bomber actually fired at two BF109s with its cannon. One of them was unprepared and was hit directly in the air and exploded.
The other plane was confused by the unexpected situation. Just as it was about to make an evasive action, it was hit in the tail, and its body fell down with black smoke.
Just when the people in the transport plane were confused and confused about the situation, rough English suddenly came from the intercom
"Zila~Zila~Can you hear it? Damn it, is it this frequency?"
"Zila~Zila~"
"I am Major General Montgomery of the British Army! I On the other side of the plane! Let me go home now! ”
Army Major General? On the opposite German bomber? What is this?
However, it seems...probably...safe?
Just like that, a magical scene appeared over France. A British Union Flag transport plane flew in front, and another German bomber with a Swastika flag flew behind it.
The two planes flew into the English Channel one after the other. The members on L-14 felt that today was really amazing.
“Is what he said true?” Christine looked at the British envoy.
Envoy Alfred pondered for a moment, "It's possible. I received a briefing before that the commander of the 3rd Infantry Division of the Expeditionary Force disappeared in Dunkirk. There may be some inside story that we don't know. "
"Don't think too much, the truth will be revealed once you get to the ground." De Gaulle on the side also said.
Kristen stared at the bomber opposite, and for some reason a strange emotion surged in her heart.
Boom! ! boom! boom!
There was a sound of gunfire, and two fleets were fighting on the sea. Two British destroyers were covering seven or eight civilian ships sailing to England, and two German warships were chasing after them. Reluctantly, one of them is larger in size and is obviously cruiser-level.
There was a gap in tonnage between the two sides. The British army knew that they were no match, so they fought and retreated. The German army was probably afraid of going too deep, so they used all their firepower to try to sink the other side in the shortest possible time. The battle below was fierce, but the members on L-14 were helpless. This was a transport aircraft and it did not have any armed firepower.
At this time, the Genk 111 on the side lowered its nose and made a dive.
"He, what do you want to do?" Montgomery asked in the cabin.
"Remember what I promised Rodman? I said I would give the Germans a surprise. Orientals believe in keeping their word." He Chi answered as he pulled the joystick.
“But we have no other weapons except machine guns.”
“Who said that? Ada, bring out those pumpkins!”
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After a while, batches of pumpkins were brought out and the opening above was opened. The major general found that most of them were hollowed out and stuffed with explosives, and long leads were pulled out...
boom! ! ! A heavy shell hit the stern of the destroyer USS Courage, which not only slowed down the destroyer USS Courage, but also ignited a fire. Soldiers dragged fire water bags and kept running around for emergency damage control.
"Very good! Hurry! One more shot! Sink them before the reinforcements arrive!" The captain of the German cruiser Nuremberg was directing the gun to attack the struggling British destroyer.
The German sailors reloaded the cannonballs, when a black shadow appeared on the sea.
A Henk 111 bomber lowered its altitude in this direction and opened the bomb hatch.
"What's going on? Are you here to take credit?" The German captain frowned.
But he soon discovered that the other party was actually coming towards him.
In a beautiful arc, the Genk 111 dropped small black dots and then elegantly pulled up the fuselage.
The sailors looked up and looked at the small black dots falling and were stunned for a while.
Those things look like...pumpkins.
Pumpkins raining from the sky?
Is it Halloween today? (Of course, Germans don’t celebrate Halloween that much)
Boom, boom, boom, boom! ! ! ! ! !
These weird pumpkins exploded!
Because it was detonated by a fuse instead of triggering an explosion, many pumpkins exploded in mid-air. There was no damage except for a rain of melon pulp. However, the threat of the remaining parts was greater, in the air near the ship. The blast of explosives caused great damage to the soldiers on the deck, and many sailors fell to the ground wailing.
And by chance, a pumpkin followed the wind and plunged into the bridge.
Boom! ! ! ! !
There were four colors of fire, and a black smoke rose.
After a while, the cruiser Nuremberg hoisted the signal flag "This ship is injured and withdraws from the battle", and then fled at full speed in the opposite direction.
"Yes! All bombs hit! I was the leading pitcher of the baseball team when I was in school!" Montgomery shouted with his arms raised, and his voice was heard by everyone on the transport plane through the radio.
Including Special Envoy Alfred, the people in the transport plane were also applauding this brave bomb drop. This time they were sure that the plane on the opposite side was one of their own.
Christine also clapped politely with the crowd, and at this time a voice came from the radio, "Hey, your idea is great! I want to tell Menzies to transfer you to me!"
With just one word, Kristen, who remained calm even when encountering an enemy plane, became confused. She rushed to the cab regardless of others' strange looks and shouted into the microphone
" Ho! Is that you? ”
"Hey, are you still alive?!"
"Answer me!"
"I am Christine Sinier!!"
The radio link is It's a small probability event, but please don't delve too deeply into the story.
(End of this chapter)