Romanian Eagle

On the night of December 17, the airports on Crete were brightly lit. Now there are no various fighter planes in the airports, all of which are unified RY58 transport aircraft.

This fat transport plane has already parked the airport, and around these planes, the officers and soldiers of the 1st Parachute Division are climbing onto the plane one by one with the help of their companions. There is no way to put on the body like a zongzi, and it is not easy to go, so they can only help each other to board the plane.

"Next."

Captain Krell stood on the hatch and pulled his soldiers up with his hands.

"Lal, go back."

The soldier who was pulled up and called Lal walked back slowly, and his gun belt accidentally bumped into a soldier who was resting in the cabin.

"Hi Lal, be careful."

"I'm sorry, this thing can only be tied to my leg like this."

"Can't you tie it a little tighter? Look at the stock of the gun so high."

The comrade pointed at Lal's unbound rifle and said loudly.

The conversation between the two made Captain Cruel noticed. "Quiet down for me, and sit down obediently."

The words from the company commander made the two stop talking and both left.

After seeing the two separated, Captain Krell continued to pull other soldiers up.

In fact, there are not many people. This transport aircraft numbered 6214 can only carry 24 people. After pulling everyone up, Krull closed the hatch.

After all the paratroopers at the airport boarded the plane, Major General Narkov, the commander of the first paratrooper division, also boarded a transport plane.

For the paratroopers he trained with his own hands, Major General Narkov has plenty of confidence, but he was a little worried about the first time he went to the battlefield, otherwise he would not go to the battlefield in person. You must know that he is called the Romanian paratrooper. father.

As the first major general Nalkov to study paratrooper operations, he has been studying paratroopers since 1923, when he was a major. His research interests the Chief of General Staff, and in 1926 the first Romanian paratroopers were formed. For this team of less than 200 people at the time, he put all his efforts into organizing parachuting, summarizing the advantages and disadvantages, supplementing the use of tactics and so on. Basically, he made plans by himself.

He still remembered the most dangerous time at that time,

It was only after he jumped out that he realized that the two ropes of the parachute had become tangled together, causing him to land much faster than normal. In the face of such a dangerous situation, he remained calm, looked in one direction and cut off a rope with a dagger to change the direction of the landing, and finally fell into the river to save his life.

After Major General Narkov boarded the plane, the RY58 transport planes left the airport with the paratroopers. Each transport aircraft has a special huge red tail light on the tail, which is specially prepared for night sailing and can remind other aircraft of their position.

So as the transport planes take off, the flickering swarms of lights in the sky are very beautiful. Lieutenant Colonel Elstead, the navigator who was not leading the team ahead, definitely didn't think so.

He was navigating and complaining. "Damn it, this one-time flight of a large group of more than 300 aircraft at night will kill you."

Navigation is also a technical job, and it is the most lacking technical job in the military. In this era of no satellite guidance, it can only be distinguished by human experience, and in this regard, he is also a leader among them. It's just that no matter how outstanding he is, Elsd has no experience in piloting more than 300 aircraft at night at one time.

Before, he had only piloted more than 50 aircraft at night, because there were fewer pilots who could perform night flights, and this time, the number of more than 300 aircraft was too much.

This is not to drive sheep one is to drive, but also a group of sheep. Moreover, it is driving sheep, and there is a big difference between a head and a herd.

It's just that now he can only put the ducks on the shelves and bite the bullet.

Unbeknownst to the toil of the navigator, Captain Krell was now contemplating the view through the cabin window. What else can I think about before going to the battlefield, it is nothing more than a variety of intertwined feelings. Humans are social animals, more or less, they all have family, friendship, and love. And now Krul was thinking about his family and friends.

"Captain, do you think we can come back safely?"

A soldier in the cabin asked loudly. The noise in the plane made it necessary to speak loudly to each other. Obviously, the soldier's words interrupted Krul's thoughts.

What kind of voice does this soldier's words represent? For the officers and soldiers of the paratrooper division, this is their first battle. No matter how well trained they are before, they will still be afraid of going to the battlefield. And of course Krul knew it was inevitable, so he answered the paratrooper's question.

"I don't know, but this is war. We can only do our job well, and leave the rest to God."

Krul's words are neither sensational nor hypocritical, this is just his voice, and I believe it is also the voice of the vast majority of people.

Sure enough, his words drew everyone's attention.

"How about we have a toast to God?"

"no problem."

"Can."

A soldier quickly took out two bottles of brandy, each holding a small metal cup, and poured wine. This is also equipped, with two bottles of brandy per plane. There are not many, mainly to let them ease their emotions.

As the company commander, Krull raised his glass and said a toast. "Let's worship God and bless Romania."

"God bless Romania."

The thick liquid entered his throat, causing two or three soldiers who didn't drink alcohol to choked out.

The other soldiers looked at each other and burst into laughter, and there was a burst of laughter in the cabin, which also brought everyone closer.

It only takes more than 500 kilometers from Crete to Cyprus in a straight line, and it only takes two hours to reach Cyprus at the speed of the RY58 transport plane.

And when they approached the island of Cyprus halfway, they also saw a light show. Led by the heavy cruiser Cortenu, a total of 6 warships turned on the lights to guide them. Although this may attract the attention of enemy submarines, these warships have worked hard enough for them to complete their tasks.

After flying over these warships, the transport aircraft formations began to be less dense, and they were more dispersed. The tail lights are also turned off, which means they are about to enter the drop zone. And the red light in the cabin is also on, which means they need to be prepared. After the green light is also on, they can skydive.

"Ross, Piccolo, you two open the hatch. Everyone else is ready."

Krull also quickly commanded everyone to make preparations at this time.

With a bang, the hatch was opened, and the cold wind roared in, causing everyone to wrinkle their foreheads.

Krull couldn't care about this at this time, he stood at the front and shouted to everyone.

"stand up."

As he shouted, everyone stood up. At this time, Krull continued to shout while making a check gesture. "Start self-test."

Following his words, everyone checked their equipment again. At this time, no one will be impatient to check again, because it is their life.

After everyone checked one side, they counted to him from behind.

"no problem."

"no problem."

"..."

After reporting 23 times, he continued to give orders. "Start helping."

So the last row began, and they checked the equipment of their own comrades, mainly to prevent problems such as possible loosening of the invisible back.

"no problem."

"no problem."

"..."

While they were preparing, the transport fleet also entered the island of Cyprus. As soon as they entered the island of Cyprus, it was different, and they immediately felt the atmosphere of the battlefield. In the dark night, the chain of fire from anti-aircraft weapons can be seen everywhere, and explosions are displayed from time to time on the ground. It is obvious that the bombers are bombing the island at night.

In fact, the night bombing of Cyprus began on the first day, and the bombing time and scale of each day were not fixed. Although this would make the bombing effect worse, it could cover their airborne. And also help them attract anti-aircraft fire,

After a few minutes in the air, the green light in the cabin turned on with a low beep.

"Pull up the buckle."

Everyone hooked the hooks to the skydiving poles in the cabin.

"Parachuting in turn!"

Following Krull's words, one soldier after another jumped out of the transport plane that had already slowed down.

After they left the cabin, they quickly opened their parachutes. The current skydiving is basically 30 seconds after jumping out of the cabin, because they generally only have 5-8 skydiving records, and they do not have much experience in skydiving. In order to ensure a low accident rate, it is stipulated that 30 Seconds must open the umbrella.

And they were lucky to be the first skydivers. Because of the large number of people who jumped this time, in order to gather them faster, the method of repeated airdrops was adopted. It's the same as making sandwiches, they are the first layer, but it's more complicated than sandwiches.

The dark sky made the skydiving Krull unable to see the ground at all. The earth is like a lurking giant beast, showing a quiet feeling, only the whirring of the wind blowing in the ears, and the roar of the anti-aircraft guns can be vaguely heard in the distance.

In mid-air, he seemed to be tied with his hands and feet without any resistance, and at this moment he kept talking. "Don't get hung by the tree, go and don't get hung by the tree."

That's right, for the paratroopers from, in addition to the enemy appearing in front of him, it is the most dangerous to be hung on the tree.

Because the branches may cause him to fall on his hands and feet, and even worse, he may suffer serious injuries. In addition, after being hung by a tree, it will make him unable to touch the ground at all, and he will be hung in the air and cannot get down. The rope of the parachute may be quite strong, and you can't cut it at all without a knife.

Maybe his prayer was heard by God, and by the time he could see the ground, there was grass underneath. There's no better option than this sort of paratrooper's favorite landing spot.

As soon as Krull fell to the ground, he immediately fell to the ground, holding the parachute tightly in his hand.

"Finally down to the ground."

With a lot of peace of mind, he immediately began to recover the parachute. Parachutes are not cheap, and they were told in their drills that if the situation is not serious, then the parachutes should be recovered first.

At present, there is no sound of gunfire around, which can explain the situation.

Of course it's not just him, the paratroopers who landed in this area are busy recovering their parachutes.

On this night, the paratroopers' air landing went very smoothly. Except for a small number of reasons, most of the paratroopers landed at the designated location.

The scale of nearly five thousand paratroopers. It was also enough for them to turn the island of Cyprus upside down.