The pilot took Sokov to the parking area of the aircraft. He leaned into the cabin, reached out and grabbed a flying hat and goggles, and handed them to Sokov: "Take them with you, comrade general. It's windy in the sky. If you don't bring them, I’m afraid you won’t be able to bear these protective gears.”
Sokov thanked the pilot and took what he was holding.
The pilot waited for Sokov to put on his flying cap and goggles, then asked: "Comrade General, where are you planning to go for a spin?"
"Comrade Second Lieutenant, do you have a map?"
"Yes." the pilot said, taking out a folded map from the briefcase he was carrying. After unfolding it, he held it in front of Sokov and said politely: "Please indicate where you want to go. The place."
Sokov tilted his head and looked at the map for a while, then pointed to the location of October Town and said to the pilot: "Comrade Second Lieutenant, I will just go around October Town to see the enemy's defense situation. Is there no problem? "
The pilot stared at the map, calculated the distance in his mind, shook his head and said, "No problem, October Town is no more than 20 kilometers away from us. It can be called back and forth in a few minutes. Please get on the plane."
Soon, the plane was in the air.
It was the first time for Sokov to fly on such a simple plane. As soon as he got into the sky, he regretted it. I could only hear the roar of the aircraft engine in my ears, and I felt the strong wind coming in my face, cutting the skin on my face like a dull knife. If he hadn't been wearing goggles, he probably wouldn't have been able to open his eyes.
The plane soon arrived over October Town. Sokov looked down and saw that the town was surrounded by criss-crossing trenches. The people in the trenches were as small as ants.
Sokov wanted to get a better look, so he shouted to the pilot, hoping he would lower his altitude. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that he was wrong again. Even he couldn't hear the voice he shouted, let alone the pilot sitting in the front row.
Fortunately, the pilot knew the purpose of Sokov's trip. After arriving above October Town, he descended and stayed seventy or eighty meters above the ground.
After a circle over October Town, the pilot turned around and prepared to fly back. Sokov hadn't seen clearly the enemy's defense deployment below, so he was unwilling to go back like this. He quickly shouted to the pilot, but his shout was blown away by the wind, and the pilot couldn't hear it at all.
Sokov had no choice but to reach out and pat the pilot on the shoulder. When the other party turned around, he stretched out his hand and made a circle gesture, indicating to the pilot to make another circle over October Town.
After reading Sokov's gesture, the pilot nodded slightly, turned his head and continued to fly the plane.
When the plane flew over October Town for the second time, the German soldiers below set up anti-aircraft machine guns and fired at the plane in the air. Although the bullet did not hit the plane at all, the pilot quickly pulled the plane up to get out of this dangerous area for safety reasons.
When it climbed to an altitude of more than 500 meters, the plane was already out of the range of the German anti-aircraft machine guns and began to circle in a large circle around October Town. Although it was a bit unclear to observe the ground at such a high distance, it was better than nothing. Sokov continued to look down, trying hard to remember the situation of the German ground defense line.
After completing this circle, the pilot turned around and flew back without waiting for Sokov's instructions. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a German fighter jet appeared from nowhere. After it discovered the Soviet aircraft over October Town, it immediately pounced on it like a hungry wolf.
When Sokov saw an enemy plane appearing behind him, he was frightened out of his wits. He quickly raised his hand and patted the pilot on the shoulder. When he turned back, he quickly pointed his finger backward to signal that an enemy plane was catching up.
The pilot looked behind and saw a German fighter jet rushing towards him. He was also frightened. You must know that his plane was not equipped with any weapons. In front of the German combat power, it was just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Fortunately, the Soviet pilots were of high skill, and he skillfully dodged the many shots fired by German fighter jets. The pilot knew very well that the Soviet defense zone was not far away. If he forced a landing at this moment, the aircraft would become a fixed target on the ground. The enemy aircraft could easily destroy the target, so he could only continue fighting with the enemy aircraft in the air. Circling around, looking for opportunities to get rid of it.
After evading more than a dozen attacks by enemy planes, the Soviet plane was unfortunately hit. Sokov saw a puff of black smoke coming out from under the wings, and then the plane began to dive downwards out of control. Seeing the plane getting closer and closer to the ground, Sokov couldn't control his emotions and shouted loudly.
Fortunately, the pilot's skills were good. A few seconds before the plane touched the ground, he raised the nose of the plane so that the tail of the plane touched the ground first. The plane suddenly fell to the ground and broke into two parts in an instant, throwing both Sokov and the pilot out.
As soon as the two landed, the rear half of the plane exploded and then began to burn. Fortunately, both of them were lying on the ground, and the debris from the plane flying in all directions during the explosion did not cause greater harm to them.
The enemy plane in the sky saw the plane on the ground burning and thought that everyone on the plane was doomed. After making a circle in the air, it flew towards the German defense area.
Sokov lay on his back on the ground and took several deep breaths. He felt excruciating pain in his body and bones, and the blood in his internal organs surged endlessly. Stars appeared in front of his eyes, and blood oozed from his mouth and nose.
After lying there for two minutes, shivering in pain, Sokov raised his body with his hands, looked at the pilot lying not far away, and asked with some difficulty: "Hey, Comrade Second Lieutenant, are you still alive?"
"I'm still alive, Comrade General." The pilot lying not far away said to Sokov with a sideways look: "But my leg seems to be broken."
Knowing that the other party only had a broken leg, Sokov was secretly relieved. He crawled to the pilot's side with difficulty and comforted the other party: "Comrade Second Lieutenant, don't worry, this is our army's defense zone. I can't take it anymore." How long will it take for our people to find you here, and then we can send you to the field hospital?"
The pilot grinned, and then asked Sokov with concern: "Comrade General, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Sokov lay down next to the pilot and said weakly: "Let's just lie here and rest for a while. I believe it won't be long before my people come here."
Although Sokov said he didn't care, he felt very uneasy in his heart. He said it was his own defense zone, but who can guarantee that no Germans will touch it? In order to take the plane to the sky, I didn't even bring an assault rifle. I only had a pistol on me. If I encountered the enemy, it would be difficult to escape.
