Boy that looks familiar. I deployed to RAF Fairford during Desert Storm. Every morning the B-52’s took off heavy and returned at night after off loading their bombs over Iraq. Nothing spells US power like a flight of B-52’S flying overhead on the way to war. It still makes an impression on me. Can’t imagine what thousands of heavy bombers flying on their way to Nazi Germany must have looked like and felt like during WW2. East Anglia was just one big airfield in those days.
Reminds me of flying out of Okinawa on a KC-135 refueling B-52 bombers. Out the left window I could see refueling going on, then farther away more refueling, and father, more refueling. Out the right window it was the same.
Below us was an aircraft carrier which looked like a little toy you could pick up.
And now we have Fighter Jets that can carry more Ordinance than a WW II Heavy Bomber did.