"Fifteen minutes to the target! Fighter plane units, prepare yourselves!" the Wing Commander of the 1st Fighter Wing ordered. To ensure the operation went smoothly, several Wing Commanders had personally taken to the skies.
"Understood, Wing Commander!" the three Squadron Leaders replied.
"1st Fighter Group, remain at high altitude and protect the Bomber Wing. 2nd Fighter Wing, clear out the ground-based air defenses. 3rd Fighter Group, prepare to deal with the British fighters! This time, we will wipe away our humiliation and destroy every last one of them!"
"Yes, General!" all the pilots answered.
After accounting for losses, the 1st Fighter Wing had deployed as many as ninety-four fighter planes this time. Unless they encountered the entire main force of the Royal Air Force, they could handle anything. Besides, three other Fighter Wings were operating alongside them. If necessary, they could call for support. This filled the German Army Air Corps with confidence in this operation. They firmly believed that with such powerful forces committed, defeating the Royal Air Force would be no problem at all.
Sean was a fighter pilot in the Royal Air Force. In yesterday's battle, flying a Camel-class fighter plane, he had shot down an H1 bomber and an Mark II fighter plane of the German Army Air Corps.
Today, once the combat alarm sounded, he was again the first to take off. To defend their country, these pilots were giving everything they had.
However, when Sean and his comrades flew into the sky and spotted the incoming enemy aircraft, every one of them turned pale.
"God! The Germans have sent out so many aircraft? How are we supposed to hold them back?" Sean cried out. They had only twelve Camel-class fighter planes in the air at present. The rest were still preparing for takeoff. Yet