Vladi had spent most of the day at the Berlin Air Safety Center, one of the two four-power institutions still in operation. He had witnessed the crash, the emergency landing, and most importantly the return home with their tails between their legs of the remaining aircraft.
It had been an unexpectedly successful day.
With a smile on his face he left the Air Safety Center and jumped into his jeep to bring General Sokolov the good news. The old man was getting increasingly malicious, since all the news so far had been good news for their enemy. But today the Americans and British had sucked up their first major defeat, and Vladi would be the message-bearer.
“Comrade General. I bring good tidings.” Vladi entered Sokolov’s office in Karlshorst to find a very grumpy man, who was obviously pl
