Chapter 1637 Killer Action

"Captain, what mission are we going to perform this time?" Lieutenant Joseph Moore asked Major Michael as his beard was freezing against the cold snap of the Arctic Ocean.

When they were mysteriously mobilized here, they knew that a major event was going to happen, but the specific task had never been assigned.

"Long-range flight training." Major Michael said, "Come on, let's determine our route first. Since we are near the North Pole, we need to notice that our magnetic compass may fail. We need to determine the landmarks along the way to ensure that Nothing to lose."

Major Michael was the only one who knew the specific task, but he didn't dare to say it now, of course, for the sake of secrecy, but also to ensure the safety of his squadron.

As long as they say it, it is possible to leak the secret. Once the secret is leaked, they will never return. After all, the German air power is quite powerful.

Only after getting on the plane and setting off will Major Michael inform everyone about the specific mission. By then, they will have already taken off, and there is no chance of accidental leaks.

Thinking of this mission, his heart couldn't help but get excited. When Doolittle attacked Tokyo and came back, he gained great prestige and became a hero of America. This time, his side intercepted Cyric in the air. Will become an American hero again, and the limelight will certainly overshadow Doolittle.

After all, Doolittle just threw a few bombs, and his own side, but actually knocked down the first European devil.

The code name of this operation is called Killer Operation, and we are going to be the killer.

"For the sake of secrecy, we can't fly at high altitude for the rest of the flight except the first part of the take-off process. Most of the time, our flight altitude is 30 feet on the water and 100 feet on land." Came to the conference room , looking at the eyes of his subordinates, Michael said: "So, we have to attach a special additional fuel tank, which is enough for us to use this round trip."

It was originally intended to fly at high altitude, but then came the report of the intelligence system. Along the way, the Germans set up a dozen new radars, which may be a remedy after the last attack, which gave them a great deal of attention. Troubled, high-flying, might have alerted the Germans.

Then just stick to the ground and fly.

Flying close to the ground, they need to consume more fuel to overcome air resistance, and they have to carry more fuel.

"How far are we going?" asked Lieutenant Lex Barber, very curious.

When they were deployed here, they had a vague premonition that they were going to fly to Berlin, right?

However, when Major Michael's finger crossed a line on the map, everyone was still stunned, so far?

By contrast, it was a drizzle to Berlin, and they were flying to Belarus?

"God, are we coming back?"

"Everyone, what we see is a disproportionate map. The farther north we go, the more distorted the map is. If we look at the globe, we know it's not far. We can save a lot of distance by detouring to the North Pole. So, if our training goes well, we can still return successfully, and if we don’t have enough fuel for our return flight, we can come back at high altitude as long as we leave the final area.”

"It seems that we are going to kill Cyric's plane?" At this moment, Captain Thomas-Lanfield Jr., who was sitting next to him, said.

In an instant, Major Michael was speechless, but also, flying so far away, combined with the specific environmental situation, can be analyzed by individuals.

Captain Lanphel's words immediately pushed the meeting to a climax, and everyone discussed it with great interest.

"It's worth it, even if he can't come back!"

"Yes, that is, I want to take the lead, I want to be the main attack!"

"Everyone has a share, we have 20 P-51 fighters, enough to sieve it."

Indeed, since the start of the war, the United States has been too oppressive. In their eyes, Germany is indeed a big devil, and Cyric is the embodiment of evil. Now they are going to kill Cyric. Of course, they are smiling. In comparison , their own lives don't matter anymore.

Roosevelt knew this. If he ordered the bombing at the military parade, even if there was no return, someone would definitely be willing to do it. In this era, the United States will not lack heroes. The United States advocates individual heroism. , there must be willing.

Seeing the heated discussion below, Major Michael felt that the statement that his superiors repeatedly warned him to keep it a secret was all over at this moment.

Is this still confidential? I am afraid that soon, every ant under the frozen soil in the base will know!

"Hey, be quiet." Major Michael shouted, "When did I say I was going to attack Cyric's plane? Don't misinterpret what I mean, this is just an ordinary long-range flight training, understand?"

Want to cover up! The pilots present showed disdain, Captain, do you believe what you say?

Michael was speechless for a while.

Continental United States, U.S. Strategic Services Agency.

Originally, the United States did not have any intelligence system. In this era, the old fritters in intelligence are British.

However, when the Second World War broke out, facing the complicated situation, it became urgent to establish a unified intelligence agency, just on the day that Germany landed in the UK across the sea. Roosevelt quickly made a decision to set up the United States Intelligence Coordination Agency (also translated as the Strategic Services Agency, both are one, different versions), with William - Joseph - Donovan as director.

This time, Donovan, who has always liked to be frivolous, started working in a few dilapidated buildings near the White House. He quickly built his intelligence system.

At the same time, they also got the help of a large number of British intelligence personnel. When the British mainland fell, many British intelligence personnel began to work for them. Its main mission is to carry out espionage and sabotage operations in enemy-occupied areas, and it is the predecessor of the CIA.

Now, in a corner of the building, a large group of cryptographers are carefully studying the telegram that has just been intercepted.

Deciphering the German telegrams was not easy. The telegraph signals of the Germans are disorganized and seem to have no value at all. However, when a cryptographer who is proficient in music theory softened the telegraph signals and a tune, he was surprised to find that valuable information came out!

They admire the German cryptographers to the extreme, you can think of it!