Chapter 1068: Come to Moscow again

"Merritt, wait for the grounding!" Heinz's angry roar came from the radio. Even Heinz didn't call the radio code, but just called the name directly, which shows Heinz's anger. .
It is too much to be still playing like this when performing the highest-level tasks! Heinz was already very dissatisfied. If Merritt was in the right formation, he would not let Merritt meet him.
As a result, it was so greeted!
When he heard the sound in the earphones, Merritt hurriedly pushed the joystick to disengage from the opponent, carefully followed behind the Soviet fleet, completed the huge turn, and then returned to his own formation. .
Along the way, no accidents happened again, but after the opponent flew 300 kilometers, they left their formation, and four other fighters of the same kind flew up to escort.
When he was leaving, Pokreshkin gave a gloomy look at the German fighter. He knew that after returning, his first thing was to write a report, telling his superiors how much this German fighter was. It's terrible, he definitely doesn't want to one day be an enemy of such an enemy, that is simply looking for abuse.
There was no accident in the subsequent escort. A few hours later, Cyric's special plane was ready to land.
Moscow Airport is already crowded at this time. No matter how unpleasant it is in private, at least on the surface, it still has to live with the Germans. If you lose courtesy here, you will lose the face of the Soviets.
Molotov was ordered to come to the airport. He was the representative of the Soviet side. He greeted the arrival of the German head of state. Then he reviewed the guard of honor, went to the Kremlin, met with Stalin cordially, and finally allowed him to stay at the International Hotel. It's such a process, full of friendliness and solemnity.
And now, when he saw the plane in the distance, he was shocked.
They didn't even know the episode that happened during the process, and now, the two special planes that flowed in were beyond their imagination.
Six engines!
This kind of aircraft is a level bigger than the Atlantic airliner! Although it is still in the distant sky, I can feel the size of this kind of aircraft. Compared with it, all Soviet aircraft are nothing.
The largest Soviet bomber is the Pei-8. Up to now, the Pei-8 is not particularly mature, with constant mechanical failures. Look at other people in Germany, who actually built a huge plane with six engines!
The Soviets present all opened their mouths and watched that the special plane in the sky was entering a graceful gliding line. The huge body was full of beauty of power.
The landing gear was released, and looking at the densely packed tires on one side, it was even more sighing. The Germans actually flew such a big thing abruptly!
The plane was aligned with the runway and continued to land. Soon, the tires touched the ground and a cloud of dust was flying. The plane had touched the ground and continued to roll forward. Finally, it stopped firmly at the end of the runway and turned to The apron already prepared on the side.
The German ambassador had already rushed over, ready to greet him. It was not until this time that Molotov recollected and hurried over with his entourage.
The gangway drove over, and when the cabin door opened, everyone was trying to look forward, wanting to see the appearance of the German head of state Cyrek and his wife.
However, what they saw was a team of guards in handsome SS uniforms. These guards ran out quickly and formed a cordon on both sides of the gangway. They all held the latest submachine guns in their hands. Neatly uniform, extremely smooth, everyone is tall, and compared to them, the guard of honor of the three services is actually dwarfed by them.
Molotov had a bad premonition and wanted to show the strength of the Soviet army in front of these Germans, but now, it seems that he has always been fighting in Germany!
When these guards lined up, finally, the Lord came out.
Cyric wears a uniform, and the uniform designed by Hitler himself is really pretty, especially when worn on the Germanic, it just highlights their handsomeness.
Cyric is now over forty years old and still looks so vigorous.
Beside him, Hannah is full of feminine charm. Her big wavy long hair, her long black dress, the towering breast peak, and the smiling face are all showing Her unique charm as a woman.
A woman who is fed is so charming.
Cyric took Hannah's hand ~EbookFREE.me~ and walked slowly down. At this time, the red scarves behind had already begun to wave the flowers in their hands and warmly welcomed the guests.
"Head of State Cyric, Mrs. Hannah, I am so happy to meet you." Molotov said: "On behalf of the Soviet government, I welcome to the Soviets to participate in our October Revolutionary Parade."
"It's a great honor." Cyric said neither humble nor overbearing: "We Germany and the Soviets have always had a great friendship. I still deeply remember that I visited the Soviets more than ten years ago when I was with Tuhace. Marshal Fvsky, we signed many agreements together, which promoted in-depth exchanges between us!"
Molotov’s face was embarrassed for a while. Tukhachevsky, who had been identified as a traitor in the army, had been shot long ago. Although almost everyone knew that Tushuai was absolutely innocent, he was in Stalin. Under the high pressure, who would dare to say such a thing?
Cyric dared, and spoke very solemnly, just like reminiscing about the past and remembering the ancestors, embarrassing the Soviets present. After taking the topic of Cyric, he said that it was just a death. It was cold.
Cyric seemed to have realized something, and changed the subject: "Well, let's review your honor guard!"
"Please." Molotov said immediately, and the embarrassing situation finally passed.
The next project, review the guard of honor.
German military uniforms are all newly designed. The original military uniforms of the old empire are long gone. In contrast, Soviet military uniforms are almost changed to a cap badge, and the rest are still from the Tsarist era.
The dress of the guard of honor comes from the cavalry of the Guards in the Tsarist Russia era. It looks colorful and not bad, but why do they raise their heads so high? Looking at the sky? ()
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