Masters Of The Air -los Amos Del Aire- Temporad... -
The bomber shuddered as a shell whizzed past, narrowly missing the stabilizer. Hawk's voice remained calm over the intercom. "Keep steady, boys. We've got this."
Luck favored them. At 12:14 PM, they touched down safely on the runway at RAF Molesworth. As the B-17 taxied to a stop, the crew let out a collective sigh of relief.
At 09:47, Sergeant Martinez released the 4,000-pound bomb. It fell, a perfect run, straight into the factory's main production hall. The explosion was immediate and massive, a fireball erupting as machinery and workers were incinerated.
The bomber shuddered as a shell whizzed past, narrowly missing the stabilizer. Hawk's voice remained calm over the intercom. "Keep steady, boys. We've got this."
Luck favored them. At 12:14 PM, they touched down safely on the runway at RAF Molesworth. As the B-17 taxied to a stop, the crew let out a collective sigh of relief.
At 09:47, Sergeant Martinez released the 4,000-pound bomb. It fell, a perfect run, straight into the factory's main production hall. The explosion was immediate and massive, a fireball erupting as machinery and workers were incinerated.
