[World War II] Thousands of Miles in the Sky

Played a trick on Illerman.Illerman walked in, and the door closed silently behind him.

In front of Illerman was a figure standing in front of a large desk.Hitler was wearing an unremarkable dark military uniform, slightly stooped.His military cap was placed on the table next to his hand, and his slightly thinning hair was combed meticulously against his scalp.There is a snow-white marble statue by the side of the table, and the long oil painting on the wall behind the table vividly depicts the mountain scenery of Bavaria.

"Long live the Führer!" Illerman stood at attention and raised his arms.

"Come here," said Hitler.

Illerman stepped forward.Hitler turned around.He took off his glasses and placed them on the table. A large strategic map was laid out on the table.A few pencils were scattered on the map, together with an exquisite display box, in which lay a black knight's iron cross on the black satin.A silver trim surrounds the cross shape and extends to the crossed iron double sword shape above, but it is eclipsed by the diamond-studded leaves on it.

Hitler reached for the Knight's Cross of the Iron Cross in the box.His hands trembled slightly, and his eyes were not clear. At first glance, he looked like an old man in his twilight years.He holds the two ends of the black, white and red ribbons in both hands, and the two swords inlaid with diamonds hang in the middle like the Iron Cross of the Leaf Knight with an iron ring.Hitler held the ribbon across Illemann's face, his hands over Illemann's shoulders.Illermann obediently leaned forward slightly, allowing Hitler to tie the ribbon under his collar before raising his hand to straighten his collar.His handsome face was exceptionally young, and against the backdrop of the Iron Cross, he looked very handsome.He still looks like a 20-year-old boy, but Yileman's expression has long since lost the childishness of the past.He looked back at Hitler with deep eyes, looking at the head of state who looked like an ordinary person at this time.

"In terms of the army, Germany has already lost this battle." Hitler said.However, there was kindness in his eyes, and he patted Illerman on the shoulder, "It would be great if the empire had more young talents like you and Haptman."

"My head of state," Illerman said, "is not that the other fighters in the Air Force are weak in protecting the country. The top generals headed by Goring have given us too little support on the front line."

Hitler, however, just nodded, as if deaf to his words.

36

September [-], [-].

The noon sun shines on the backyard, and the heavy shadows of the deck chairs fall on the ground.Illerman lay topless and in shorts, with his hands behind his head and dark glasses on his face.

"Children!" Bachofen rushed over from the open-air corridor wearing a light blue bathrobe, "When you come to Badwiesel, you know how to bask in the sun?! We are going to the hot spring in the afternoon, will you come?"

Yileman raised his hand lightly: "Don't ask me, ask Wusu."

"Not married yet," Bachofen couldn't help but sit down on a recliner next to him, facing Illerman, "Are you afraid of your wife?"

"You're the one who's afraid of your wife," Ellerman replied.

"Where is she?" Bachofen asked, looking around.

"I'm chatting with Lilo upstairs." Illerman said, pointing to the quaint building behind him.The three-story building with a conical roof is paved with red tiles and white bricks, which looks beautiful and refreshing against the backdrop of thick clouds and blue sky and the distant Bavarian mountain scenery.

"Which Lilo?" Bachofen pursued.

"How many Lilos are there?" Illerman propped his upper body on his right elbow, took off his sunglasses halfway with his left hand, and looked at Bachofen from above the sunglasses, "Mrs. Lilo Kernau."

"Interesting." Bachofen looked towards the window of the building as if he had heard something anecdotal. "You and Heinz can't get along so well, but Ursula and Lilo have made friends."

"Mrs. Kernau is not her husband." Illerman said, "Wusu is not me either. Who knows what these women talk about when they get together every day?"

"However, I didn't expect to run into Heinz here." Bachofen said thoughtfully, "I thought he was so clingy to his wife, that if there was a vacation, the two of them would disappear without a trace."

"Mrs. Kernau looks quite young." Illerman also seemed to be interested, sitting up and saying.

"That's right, Heinz is only one year older than you." Bachofen cheered up and said happily, "He and Lilo were childhood sweethearts. When he was in our sixth group, he was just like you. My girlfriend is always on my lips. That's disgusting, and I painted her name on the plane, and named the plane Lilo, a letter a week, and a postcard at the end of the month. When he was transferred at the end of April [-], he took False, immediately go back and marry other girls."

Illeman listened, fiddling absently with the temples of his dark glasses.Suddenly he stood up, grabbed the jacket on the drink rack, and walked towards the building.

"Where are you going?" Bachofen called after him.

"Go..." In the middle of answering, Illeman turned around and walked in front of Bachofen as if thinking of something, took his arm and turned around to leave.

Bachofen followed Illerman up the stairs with a puzzled expression on his face, and asked again: "Boy, what are you doing?"

"Find my girlfriend," Illerman said without looking back.

Bachofen followed Illerman into the spacious living room.The decoration in the hall is elegant and warm, with the unique elegant style of the south.Ursula Patri was sitting barefooted with her legs curled up at the end of a comfortable couch, her white sandals lying on the white tiled floor in front of the couch.On the wooden chair in front of her was a woman leaning on one armrest, with light brown curly short hair pinned to the side of her face, talking to Ursula quietly.

Illerman rushed in front of the two, the brown-haired woman was taken aback, but Ursula stretched out her legs indifferently, and stood up in sandals.Her dark, non-decorated half-length skirt was also shaken off, and the hem slid down to her calves.

"What's the matter?" Ursula asked.

Pulling the shirt over his back, Illerman said, "I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Ursula asked softly.

Illeman stared at Ursula intently, and without buttoning his shirt, he immediately asked, "Do you want to marry me?"

"Yes!" Ursula said without hesitation.

"You—" Bachofen, who had just stood next to the two of them, had just uttered a word to Illeman, and then turned to look at Ursula dumbfounded: "You..."

Lilo, who was wearing a white mid-length skirt, was still sitting on the chair before she could get up, so she also covered her mouth and smiled quietly.

"She promised!" Ellerman turned to Bachofen and shouted, "You have seen it all, you are a witness! She promised!"

"You said it as if I would go back on my word." Ursula said with a smile, but two blushes appeared on her face.

"You are too..." Bachofen looked at the disheveled Illeman, and then at the plain-faced Ursula, for a moment he seemed to be speechless.

"You have to wait for me to come back." Illman pulled Ursula's hands to his chest, "As soon as the war is over, I will come back and have a beautiful wedding with you. In the church we used to go to when we were young , ask my best comrade-in-arms to build a sword arch for us."

"Okay." Ursula replied firmly, "I will wait for you no matter how long it takes!"

Bachofen looked at the two people facing each other, frowned, and asked suddenly: "I said, do you still want to go to the hot spring?"

May [-], [-].

"Kalaya [-] has taken off and everything is normal."

"receive."

Illerman listened to the reply from the ground, and silently steered the plane forward.The chronometer on the dashboard reads eight thirty.He raised his hand to adjust his sunglasses.

Two silver Messerschmitts flew over Czechoslovakia in the morning sun, the front one with a black nose and the rear one trailing on the tail of the front plane.

"Kalaya [-]. Report to the ground command that the nearest Soviet ground force is now forty kilometers away from our line."

"receive."

The pilot of a Messerschmitt behind narrowed his eyes, his extremely young face under the pale blond hair showed a stern expression.He pressed the call button: "Sir, there are two Yakovlevs below us, and they seem to be performing tricks for the Soviet ground troops."

"Huh?" Ellerman responded. "Is this already a celebration? That's bad luck for them."

After finishing speaking, he lowered the nose of the plane and swooped down towards the two planes rolling at low altitude.He rushed straight to the side and rear of one of the planes, and the distance between him and the enemy plane was less than [-] meters in a blink of an eye.He fired neatly, and Yakovlev, who had no time to react, was shot, and then fell down with smoke.The Soviet troops that had been neatly lined up on the ground suddenly fled in all directions like a frying pan.

Illerman watched the scene in front of him, laughed, and rushed towards another Yakovlev who was at a loss.Just as he leveled the nose of the plane, a row of small dots flashed not far from the western sky.

"American!" Illerman put away his smile and said into the radio, "It's the American Mustang fighter jet. Withdraw!"

The two Messerschmitts immediately turned around and slid down, one after the other plunged into the cloud and smoke that enveloped Brno all the year round, and disappeared without a trace.

"Mr. Captain, the war is over." Illerman opened the cockpit cover, and the orderly who was ready to help him jump off the wing immediately said, "Our headquarters has surrendered."

"It's over?" Illerman said absently, and slowly climbed out of the cockpit.

"Dieter!" Müller rushed out of the crowd that had already gathered on the tarmac. "We are within artillery range of the Soviet ground forces. We have a fully fueled plane parked there. You take off now."