When the captain of the Air Force jumped out of the cabin, the aircraft had dropped a lot of altitude, and the flight speed was very fast, far exceeding the ordinary airborne safety line. When his parachute opened, he suffered a gravitational impact of seven to eight g. During the ten seconds after opening the parachute, he lost his perception ability.

When Lieutenant Colonel Maiko woke up, his parachute was not far from the ground, he quickly grabbed the straps on both sides of his shoulders, and manipulated the parachute to avoid the tall ridge and chimney. Landed directly on the street.

Although he only received one week of training, Lieutenant Colonel Maike knows how to operate the new umbrella. This is a talent in the bloodline, and there is no reason to speak. Michael pulled the parachute straps with both hands and turned his head to search for the traces of his two men. As a result, he only glanced at the two gray umbrella shadows in the distance, and then he was blocked by the roofs of the buildings on both sides.

The new parachute has excellent performance. It allows parachutists to descend at a speed of about five meters per second. The impact force they receive when they land is about the same as jumping from a two-meter high wall. Lieutenant Colonel Maike is of medium size, not very tall. Due to his persistent exercise all year round, his muscles are well-proportioned and strong. His weight plus life-saving equipment and weapons is about 80 kilograms, which is just below the safety line, plus the standard of action when landing. , So there was no damage.

The German pilot happened to be in the middle of the paved street. He knelt down on one leg while lifting the parachute lanyard, and looked around with caution. This street looks very old, and the streets are full of shabby three-story buildings. What puzzles the Germans is that there is no figure on the street at this time, and the surroundings are quiet like ghosts.

At this time, a loud noise came from far away, and Mike quickly dodged to the side of the road, and then he realized the source of the loud noise, which was ju88b's last swan song.

"I don't know where it fell. I hope no civilians will be injured." Lieutenant Colonel Maike knew this was wishful thinking. The whole area here is a residential area. There are still half a tank of fuel on the plane, which is enough to cause a disaster. At this time, the Air Force Lieutenant Colonel finally released all the buckles and disengaged from the parachute. Then he took off the helmet and began to take off his life jacket. What surprised the lieutenant colonel was that many people must have seen them parachuting at the time, but now the surroundings were quiet and no one seemed to care about his presence.

After taking off the cumbersome life jacket. He began to roll up the parachute, and then clumped these things into a pile of debris beside the apartment steps. It seemed that he could find a place to hide, and Maike had this idea in his mind. Now that the British have not launched a search and arrest, he has enough time to find a place to hide his tracks. Of course, if he has a choice, he is of course unwilling to become a captive of the enemy before the victory arrives. It is also contrary to his usual principle of doing things without landing. What's more, this also involves the honor of the Luftwaffe officers. Lieutenant Colonel Maike made up his mind that he was ready to find a chance to fight the British again.

At this time, he had packed up the burden and threw unnecessary things into the trash. The lieutenant colonel waited for a while and found that the surroundings were still silent. He put on his helmet again, picked up the equipment bag and walked quickly into the side alley.

"Look at what else I have left." Lieutenant Colonel Maiko has turned through several lanes one after another, feeling that he should be far from the landing point. He found a slightly cleaner one in a slightly brighter back alley. Sit down on the steps. Put the equipment bag in your hand at your feet and start to check your equipment.

Every bomber pilot has a similar canvas pouch for lifesaving supplies and weapons. Because there is enough space in the bomber for these items. When the occupants are in danger and need to parachute, they can hang this small bag on the waist belt with two strong straps. It can liberate the parachute with both hands, and it will not affect the body posture of the parachutist when landing.

The Air Force has no specific requirements for the variety of these equipments, but only limits the overall weight. All things cannot exceed 15 kilograms. The main purpose is to avoid being overweight and injuring the carrier when they land.

Lieutenant Colonel Maiko put a set of universal life-saving kits and some first-aid medicines, as well as the most important atlases and a fake British distribution ticket from Germany. The life-saving kit is a general model of the three armed forces. It contains a triangle towel, two rolls of disinfectant bandages, three anesthesia needles, and a box of disinfectant powder, as well as boxed painkillers and aspirin, two tubes of glass ampere bottles of red mercury, and sterile cotton balls. There is also a tube of water purification tablets and three meals of high-energy food. A small round mirror for signaling, a whistle, a spare recommended compass, and a waterproof match in a small bakelite tube. Lieutenant Colonel Maike also carried an additional six packs of anesthesia needles and several packs of sulfonamide powder in paper packaging, as well as two burned ointments in aluminum tubes.

The map book is the latest version, excellent miniature prints. Among them is a map of the city of London, only the size of a handkerchief. It is used with the magnifying glass on the military compass. The main streets and blocks are clearly distributed on the map. The most special one is the ration ticket, which uses the original product as a template. It can be manufactured with precision and can be faked. The sterling ticket issued with the ration ticket also has a stack of pounds of banknotes, which is about 300 pounds. This is not a military forgery. , Because the Germans now have money. It is the idea of ​​the heads of state to distribute British ration tickets and British pounds to pilots. The starting point is not to want pilots to be spies in enemy-occupied areas, but to bribe those greedy British civilians so that German pilots who have no choice but to parachute can get better.

The equipped weapons are chosen by everyone. The general pilots will carry the standard equipment distributed by the army. The earliest air force equipment pilots are some police pp and smaller ppk. To be honest, the group of air arrogants do not like these small toys. They I think that these things are not masculine and lack power. When they meet opponents with rifles, they can only use them to kill themselves.

The head of state seemed to hear the voice of the pilot and ordered the delivery of a batch of improved Mausers. This thing is powerful, and it has been converted into a fully automatic. After the buttstock is installed, the effective range reaches 150 meters. The only drawback of this thing is that the weight and volume are a bit large, but the pilots are not too cumbersome. They don’t have to carry this thing on the march, including the fighter pilots. They praise this thing. They put it in the cabin as the last. Self-defense equipment.

The exquisite and expensive p08 has always been the favorite of military officers. Actually, it can only be used to play handsome on the battlefield. Only two of these special models can really be used for combat. Lieutenant Colonel Maike is one of them. The artillery type of the long barrel is also a private customized version. The carved walnut handle of the walnut is engraved with the eagle emblem of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. More rare, in addition to the two standard 8-round magazines, there is also a 32-round The drum, while the leather back of the leather holster is fixed with a long wooden **** with a belt. After being connected to the interface at the rear of the handle, the bullet can be guaranteed within 200 meters.

This is a good thing that can be passed down from generation to generation. In order to get it, Lieutenant Colonel Maiko spent a lot of time and gold mark. The Air Force Lieutenant Colonel picked up the drum and looked closely. He reached out and tightened the spring behind the drum. He skillfully pulled out the original magazine to install the drum, and then carefully installed the stock. Michael now has a powerful killing weapon in his hand, and is ready to go.

At this moment, a low cry came from the corner. "Hi, German."

Lieutenant Colonel Maiko was taken aback, he quickly raised his weapon and aimed at the corner.

"Hi, we are not malicious, you are German." Very standard German. It seems to have an accent from Bavaria.

"Who? Come out, where I can see it." The Lieutenant Colonel of the German Air Force knelt on one leg, the **** rested firmly on the shoulder, he asked quietly. The sound looked dull through the mask.

"Got it, don't shoot, we are not your enemy." The voice settled, and the two figures came out of the corner. In order to avoid the excitement of the Germans, they deliberately walked into the dappled sunlight in the alleys.

These two people looked a bit shabby, wearing only ordinary coats. The corners and cuffs have been worn out to reveal the lining. The taller one wore pants with a reinforced patch on the knee. The brown leather shoes wear badly on the head. The shorter one wears a gray trousers. Something, and the legs of the trousers are obviously shorter, obviously not quite fit.

Maike immediately judged that these are two civilians at the bottom of society, at least for now will not pose a great threat to themselves.

"Speak, what's the matter, can you recognize my identity? It doesn't seem to be an ordinary person. Are you going to hand me over to the police for a reward?" Lieutenant Colonel Maike was worried, he was worried that the other party was procrastinating himself. Time, maybe they have other associates, and they have gone to report to the authorities.

"Police? Bah, those **** Churchill's dogs. Sooner or later, I will cut their throats one by one." The tall man took a sip to the ground, he said angrily.

"Are you Austrian?" Maiko heard the other's accent.

"My mother used to be, and now I am a free man."

"Freeman?" Maiko was a little confused, and he glanced at the short man, seeking an explanation.

"Don’t say this, you are the pilot of the plane in front of us. We saw you skydiving. It’s dangerous here. Churchill’s puppies are going here, and it will fill up here soon. Talk, follow us, and we will explain it to you on the road." The short man waved at Maiko, meaning that the Air Force Lieutenant Colonel followed him.

"There are two of my men who parachuted together."

"Our people have gone to find them. I believe you will be able to meet them soon. There is no time now, sir. Please leave here with us now." The short man was anxious, and he urged the Germans not to hesitate.

Lieutenant Colonel Maike hesitated for a moment, and then decided to believe the two men for the time being, but he had no way to go anyway, maybe this was the turn he wanted.

"I hope you are telling the truth, and I will stare at you closely." Lieutenant Colonel Maiko stood up and lowered his muzzle, but his fingers were still clenched tightly on the trigger.

"You Germans are really serious about suspiciousness, okay, follow me, be careful of your fingers, I don't want to be killed from behind." The short man shook his head, then turned and walked into the side lane, tall He tilted his head at Maiko and followed, the Air Force Lieutenant Colonel took a deep breath, followed two strange people and walked deep into the alley.

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