Juncker-290 bomber fleet.

Either don't do it or do it absolutely, the bomber troops are deployed this time.

There were more than 200 Junker-290 bombers, and they were divided into two groups, with a difference of about fifteen minutes. Such a grouping is of course meaningful.

To ensure the effect of the bombing, if the first group of bombers does not destroy all the targets, the second group of bombers will come up to replenish the bombs.

Unlike the previous bombing, it used to be carpet-like, but after that, it was all turned into ruins, and even the entire city was razed to the ground.

But now, their goal is not to razor the Soviet cities in the Ural Mountains, but to blow up all their industrial areas.

They only have this flight. When they arrive in the Ural Mountains, they will continue to fly north along the mountains and blow up all the Soviet factories along the way. It can be said that the areas where the reconnaissance planes in front will be bombed without landing.

The Soviets wanted to bomb Munich in Germany, but they were very suffocated, which was enough to make the German Air Force laugh at it. Let's see how Germany did it!

In addition to the Juncker-290 bomber, there are almost the same number of F190 fighters. They have added secondary fuel tanks to serve as members of this escort formation.

However, after flying over, there was no decent battle at all.

Along the way, the Soviets opened their doors, and they could not reach any anti-aircraft guns at an altitude of 12,500 meters, and at the same time, there were no high-altitude fighter jets coming to challenge them.

This made the pilots of the escort formation complain. Now, some of the German ace pilots have already scored fifty shots, but recently, the pilots who are eager to fight have never been able to get a war, and almost no Soviet rookies come up to die.

The same goes for this voyage.

A huge formation is flying in the clear sky. If bombing is high, the day is the most suitable.

"Note that the future is about to reach Lower Tagil. According to the target allocation, units 002 to 008 will be responsible." Axet, the commander of the mission, shouted loudly in a leading bomber.

With his orders, in the formation, seven Junker-290 bombers flew out and flew towards the target.

On the leading bomber No. 002, the navigator and bomb thrower Carl placed his eyes on a precise sight. At the same time, the onboard radar began to measure speed, and finally all the data were gathered together. There was only one target, which was precise bombing!

At this time, there were already rolling mountains and lush trees in Carl's sight. Before he came, he had studied the navigation map repeatedly. Now, they were steadily on the final bombing route.

When the mountain disappeared, it had already entered the east side of the mountain. Then, rows of factory buildings appeared in his sights.

All kinds of advance quantities have been calculated, and I am waiting for the last moment.

"Countdown to thirty seconds," Carl shouted, his hand resting on the throwing button, with a slight trembling with excitement.

"Run, run!"

At this time, a large number of workers on the ground were running away for survival.

There are very few cars in the factory, after all, vehicles need fuel burning, and now the Soviet fuel is in urgent need.

They can only run the ten-kilometer road with two legs, even the highest score in the world, takes about twenty-five minutes, while ordinary athletes have about forty minutes.

These people who ran on two legs, and when the bombers above their heads flew over, they only ran two or three kilometers away.

What is farther away than them is bicycle riding.

In this era, bicycles are also the main means of transportation. Some troops even set up bicycle troops, which do not consume fuel or eat grass, and run smoothly. They can walk on mountain roads and carry them over when encountering water. This is quite good.

Ordinary families can own bicycles, and most people in the factory have bicycles, but at critical moments, they may not be able to remember them.

The factory area and dormitory are almost next to each other, and they are almost walking to work, and not many people ride bicycles.

Aunt Diana is one of the smart people. After seeing that she was about to retreat ten kilometers away, she became moved.

Run, don’t run at this time, isn’t that a fool?

She ran back to the dormitory and rode her bicycle. When the factory ordered her to come out, she had already run out of the factory gate.

The fat Aunt Diana rode on the bicycle and pedaled her legs hard. Because her legs were short, when she was pedaling down, she had to owed her toes and twisted her butt.

The car twisted and twisted. When she heard the sound from the factory speakers, she felt even more windy under her feet.

Her back was soaked. She was riding a bicycle, and the bicycle kept trembling and moaning under her crotch, as if she could die suddenly due to excessive exercise at any time.

If you look from the sky, it's like a marathon race. Aunt Diana rushed to the front and dropped the people behind for a full kilometer. The people behind were also riding bicycles, which were in the second echelon, in a scattered triangle. At the end, there were even larger groups of hiking workers.

When they ran out and saw the bicycles in the second echelon in front, they all woke up and secretly scolded themselves for being stupid, why didn’t they know how to ride a bicycle?

But it is definitely too late to go back and ride, and they can't go back. There are people running out on the road. Could they go back against the flow of people?

So, they could only run with all their might. Half of the bread in their stomachs had been digested. Now, they were running entirely on a survival instinct.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" At this moment, a huge shout came from behind.

A Gorky car started out from inside! The engine of the car rumbled, and the people on the car poked their heads out and shouted loudly.

Varianjing sat in the driver's seat, worried. He was beside him his wife and children. When the factory retreated, he brought out his wife and children, and used his power to secretly leave some gasoline. Now, all of these came in handy, and he could leave with his wife and children.

However, the road ahead has long been blocked.

"Crash over, otherwise we will all die!" his wife shouted loudly, her eyes red.

"Are you crazy?" Varianjing asked.

"What are these untouchables? You are not cruel now. Your son and I will die!" the woman shouted.

Varianjing gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator.
Chapter completed!