Chapter 108 Long live Her Royal Highness the Princess!
"Emergency lift! Emergency lift!"
"BigginHil Airport suffered a massive bombing! Area number B775, repeat! 11th Air Force! Emergency lift!"
< br>In the piercing tweeter Under the warning, the pilots of the 11th Royal Air Force who were on standby rushed out of their respective rooms. Because there was no warning at all, many people were very panicked. Some wore air force jackets while walking, and some threw away a handful of playing cards. , some even had shaving cream on their faces.
The ground crew removed the ladder and the fighter jets started to launch. In less than ten minutes, a fighter formation consisting of 5 Spitfires and 10 Hurricanes climbed to high altitude.
In fact, the number is not enough, but there are only so many planes that can take off immediately.
There are currently only 700 combat aircraft in England, and they have to be spread evenly across the vast urban defense areas. The 11 air groups in the London theater alone are responsible for Bath, Southampton, Portsmouth, The defense of Canterbury, London, Bristol, Ipswich and so many other cities.
Before the radar air defense system was fully operational, the Royal Air Force was like a handful of basil leaves sprinkled on pancakes.
"Attention! 11 o'clock direction! German aircraft fleet!" The wingman responsible for observation reported the enemy's position on the radio.
Everyone in the 11th Air Force took a breath of cold air. There were too many, and five times as many enemy secrets as our own were lined up densely at high altitude.
What's even more surprising is what's behind. A white Spitfire fighter jet keeps wandering around the German fleet. Every time it makes a circle, fire breaks out on the opposite side, and then at least one German plane falls down.
The white fighter jet is like a fruit knife, constantly cutting off the "skin" from the big apple of the German fleet.
"It's our people! Go up and help!" Captain James shouted in the communicator, pulled up the joystick, and rushed forward.
Infected by the courage of their companions, the other pilots of the 11th Air Force also began to speed up, preparing to fight the Germans to the death.
But at this time, the German troops turned collectively and began to retreat.
The 11th Air Force, which had insufficient combat power, did not choose to pursue it in the end.
An air battle has ended, and the 11th Air Force has not fired a single shot.
"White Spitfire! White Spitfire! Please reply after receiving it, how are you doing?" James contacted the White Spitfire through the military channel.
The other party had no response - this fighter jet was still a semi-finished product, and the radio had not yet been debugged.
After two failed attempts to contact, James only had to use the most primitive method. He flew his plane in front of the other party and shook his fuselage, which meant "Follow me and guide you to land."
The other party made the same action, indicating that the signal was received.
"Okay guys, let's return to the nearest airport, Croydon."
"Sir, let me remind you, that is a civilian airport." The voice of the wingman pilot came over the radio .
“I don’t know how much fuel the White Spitfire has left, so it’s safer to choose the nearest airport.”
16 fighter jets flew to the civilian airport Croydon in a V-shaped formation, and The pilots intentionally or unintentionally reserved the middle position for the white Spitfire.
Near Croydon Airport, the sound of lifting the air defense siren had just passed. Citizens came out of the basement one after another. Most of the people had a look of horror on their faces. Many people had witnessed the German air raid just now. Our own airport was bombed. , the few planes that took off fell one after another, casting a shadow over the hearts of the citizens.
Can we really win this war? Many people ask themselves this.
Fortunately, the Royal Air Force is still brave. The white fighter jet killed at least three opponents outnumbered. Many brave citizens cheered loudly for it below, and the originally low morale was also relieved. A jolt.
16 planes landed at the airport one after another. Some citizens ran to the fence to see the faces of the fighting heroes who fought against the German planes alone. Some young girls even brought silk handkerchiefs specially given to their lovers to throw away. to each other.
Under the gaze of everyone, the white fighter jet hatch slowly opened, the pilot took off his helmet, and his long blond hair fell down. Female? ! ! !
Everyone, including Captain James of the 11th Air Force, was dumbfounded, and the people even let out exclamations of amazement.
Female pilots do exist, but most of them fly civilian aircraft or transport aircraft. They can shoot down five times while flying a Spitfire. Such women are simply...
Wait? Why do you feel like the girl across from you looks familiar?
A bit like Princess Elizabeth.
Not like, this hair color, this blue eyes.
The fifteen-year-old blond girl saw thousands of people surrounding her, raised her right hand and waved gently to everyone.
It’s really Her Royal Highness the eldest princess!
People were suddenly silent, as if they didn't know how to express themselves.
Then at a certain moment people cheered.
yeah! ! ! ! ! !
Countless arms were raised high, and the people's emotions erupted like a volcano!
Think about it, when the country is in crisis, as the eldest daughter of the supreme leader, she personally flies a plane to fight the invaders and returns victoriously. This is something that could only appear in the novels of Shakespeare or Alexandre Dumas.
Is the Windsor royal family so upright?
“Long live the King!”
"Long live your Royal Highness the Princess!!"
"Long live Elizabeth!!!"
The people raised their arms high and shouted slogans. Elizabeth walked among the crowd and kept a straight face. Smile.
There was no need to maintain order. Facing the slowly approaching eldest princess, people parted ways. People on both sides even knelt down on one knee when the princess arrived, lowering their heads so as not to look directly at each other.
This was already an act of transgression for Elizabeth who had not yet been crowned, but no one at the scene felt inappropriate.
Elizabeth raised her head slightly in the crowd, accepting the people's respect for her, but no one knew that her calves were actually shaking.
"Oh my god, I was just shaken uncomfortable and wanted to get off first. How could it have turned out like this?" She quietly turned her head and looked over. There was no movement on the white plane parked there quietly. .
The Oriental is hiding!
Her Royal Highness the Princess suddenly felt like she had been dumped.
The deal is done. At this time, Elizabeth can only keep smiling to prevent the people from seeing her timidity.
"Your Highness, can you say a few words?" someone said from the side.
"Yes, Your Highness, can you tell us something?" There were also people praying on the side.
"What did I say? How did I say it?" The princess began to panic, and at this time her eyes fell on someone in the crowd waving a St. George's cross flag.
She suddenly had an idea.
The girl walked over, took the St. George's Cross flag from the hands of the people, and then slowly walked onto a platform, holding the flag in one hand and raising it high above her head under the gaze of everyone.
She didn't say a word, but the people around
were excited!
(End of this chapter)