Chapter 1424: Reconnaissance at an altitude of 15,000 meters

In this era, the German Junker-290 bomber is no longer a secret. Its passenger plane flies back and forth between continents, and its original bomber model has emerged in various wars. Even the American B-29 is considered an imitation Junker-290.
Now, when the German Junker-290 bomber appeared at the Tehran Air Force Base, it still aroused the envy of the Iranian Air Force inside the base.
That is simply a monster!
Four engines with a power of more than two thousand horsepower, driving dozens of tons of aircraft, this is simply the largest weapon in the history of human aviation!
Yes, in the era when the Junker-390 was still a top secret, the Junker-290 was already the most powerful aircraft of this era. Its huge body has endless beauty.
A Junker-290 landed at the base, and some ground crews noticed that among these aircraft, there was also a special aircraft, a twin-engined slender aircraft!
"Come on for us." When the plane taxied to the tarmac, the crew of this plane got off the plane. They would not stay here for too long. For them, it was just a part of the route. It's just a temporary stop.
The captain looked at the operator of the refueling truck with peace of mind. He had switched to his own ground crew. The fuel in the refueling truck was not ordinary aviation gasoline, but special aviation diesel.
Smelling the smell of diesel in the air, the crew started their own breakfast in the open space of the airport.
Those who arrive here early have already prepared the meals of Iranians, but ordinary people are not accustomed to eating them. They eat all pilot recipes that are matched.
In the process of eating, they formed a circle, basically based on the crew. They lived and fought together, and they cooperated with each other in a tacit understanding.
While eating, they looked at the blue sky above their heads: "Today is a good day for flying. The weather department predicts that the sky above the target is also quite clear. This time we must take all the targets in place at once."
It was Captain Lucas who was talking, and when he received the task, he was still a little puzzled.
It was the first time to investigate the Ural Mountain generation. They had flown before, but they had to make a detour to Iran. This was a new route. As a soldier, he must obey orders.
Hearing his words, the navigator Stigler said: "Don't worry, although it is a new route, I have already learned all the landmarks along the way, and we will definitely not fly wrong."
As a navigator, his task is very heavy. He must bring the crew to the target accurately. After receiving the task, he is the busiest one.
"Finally, although we did not find that the Soviets had fighter forces along the way, we must remain highly vigilant. Our flight altitude this time will be around 15,000 meters."
Hearing his voice, everyone showed a knowing smile. At this height, they are born kings!
For Junkers, Junkers-390 allows them to reach the top level of aviation system, but they are still not satisfied. Higher altitude is their stage.
However, Berlin's continued improvement of Junker-390 is no longer concerned.
As the helm of the Juncker company, Dr. Juncker knows that the top executives are focusing on the jet bomber and think that is the future direction, but Dr. Juncker also knows that the jet bomber has many shortcomings and has low power. The range is small, and the piston bomber has not reached its limit.
When the superiors were no longer willing to focus on improving the Junker-390, Dr. Juncker could only compete against this reconnaissance aircraft.
Historically, the Junker-86P, a special high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft using diesel engines, only had a ceiling of 13,000 meters. However, in their design, the special Junker-86P-3 could fly to one The terrible monster of 7,000 meters, driven by a special compound supercharger, allows the engine to work normally at this altitude, but it consumes too much resources.
In history, it has only stayed on the design drawings. It cannot be said that it is a pity, but now, Junker has made it out of its own funds.
Although it has not reached the historical design target of 17,000 meters, it can already fly easily at 15,000 meters!
In this era, very few Soviet aircraft can fly up to 10,000 meters, so they can completely ignore any interception.
It can also be seen from the design that this aircraft does not have any self-defense weapons. Its magic weapon for survival is altitude!
After eating, he took a short rest, and then Lucas took his crew and got into his plane again.
The engines on both sides start normally, and the peculiar da da da sound makes people feel very pleasing to the ears. Compared with jet engines that are scrapped for a few hundred hours, piston engines are much more reliable. Now Germany is in these aspects. They are all mature. Now this kind of transition flight, the engine is maintenance-free.
After sliding over the long runway, the reconnaissance plane pulled up from the runway and flew toward the northern sky.
Soon, the calm surface of the Caspian Sea was under the fuselage. When flying over the Caspian Sea, they climbed to an altitude of 15,000 meters. After leveling the plane, they aimed at the target and started a straight flight.
The long flight has just begun. With a speed of 350 kilometers per hour, when it flew over the target, it was definitely already afternoon. Under the golden sunlight, the target would be quite clear.
As pilots of long-range reconnaissance planes~EbookFREE.me~, we must learn to kill this time. They used to spend a full 70 hours on the plane during the long-range flight test!
The reconnaissance plane flew steadily towards the Soviet hinterland without attracting any attention.
Due to the decisive battle with Germany on the western front, there are not many fighter forces stationed in the hinterland, and there is no reliable and effective long-range radar.
The slowly flowing Volga and Ural rivers flow through the vast areas on the front edge of the Ural Mountains in Western Siberia. Below these areas, there are precious black wealth.
oil!
At this time, in the Dumaz oil field, the tall drilling equipment is being tensely placed, and countless people are working hard here.
Standing on a high dirt slope, a middle-aged man has a harsh face, holding a leather whip in his hand.
No one dared to disobey him, he was the worst man in the Soviet Union, Beria.