On the outskirts of Calais lay an airfield of the German Army Air Corps. Stationed here were the German Army Air Corps' 3rd Fighter Wing and 4th Bomber Wing. The 3rd Fighter Wing was equipped with 120 Mark II fighter planes, while the 4th Bomber Wing was equipped with H1 bombers.
Compared with the sleek, powerful fighters and bombers of later generations, the Mark II fighter planes and H1 bombers fielded by the German Army Air Corps were undoubtedly ugly ducklings. Yet it had to be admitted that they were already the most powerful fighters and bombers of this era. At the very least, all of Germany's enemies longed to equip themselves with similar aircraft, so they could hold their ground in aerial battles against the German military.
Of course, even more advanced aircraft were being developed within Germany, and they were far more formidable than the Mark II fighter plane and H1 bomber. The technology had not yet matured, however, so they had not entered mass production. Once the next generation of advanced aircraft was mass-produced, the German military's air power would rise once more, leaving every other nation far behind.
The airfield was bustling with activity. Ground crews were refueling the fighters and bombers about to take off and loading them with ammunition. The pilots were hastily eating breakfast and listening to their combat briefings. Flying sorties every day to bomb British ground targets had already become routine for them.
"Boss, we've carried out large-scale bombing raids on the British positions for three days straight. We've inflicted quite a few casualties on them too. But why hasn't a single British plane shown up? Every day, all we can do is bully those anti-aircraft weapons hiding on the ground. What a bore," a young pilot complained.
"The British planes