"Your Excellency, our air strikes have concluded. All thirty-plus designated targets have been destroyed!" General Edward Milch reported to Field Marshal Albert Kesselring with a smile.
"Whew!" Only then did Field Marshal Albert Kesselring let out a breath of relief.
Although he had been exceedingly confident in this German Air Force operation, no one could guarantee that no accident would occur during the mission. Now that he had received news of success, the heart that had been hanging in his throat was finally back in his stomach.
"Were our losses heavy?" Field Marshal Albert Kesselring asked.
"Your Excellency, our losses were not great. The exact figures are still unknown, but judging from the overall situation so far, our losses were very small. Only a very small number of aircraft were shot down by Buru ground-based anti-aircraft fire. Total losses will not exceed twenty aircraft!" General Edward Milch said.
Field Marshal Albert Kesselring nodded. This time, the German Air Force had deployed more than three thousand aircraft and lost fewer than twenty. Such losses were undoubtedly minuscule. Especially compared with the results they had achieved, those losses were simply not worth mentioning.
"Your Excellency, according to reports returning from the front, the Bolshevik Air Force had no preparations whatsoever for our attack. The overwhelming majority of their aircraft were destroyed on the airfields. Very few were actually able to take off and engage us. And even those aircraft that did get airborne became nothing more than targets for our planes to shoot down once they reached the sky. It can be said that our strength far surpasses that of the Bolshevik Air Force!" General Edward Milch said.
"That is only natural. With His Majesty the Emperor's emphasis on it, the Imperial Air Force has developed at an extremely rapid pace over