Skies over Belgium light up. Commonwealth bombers aren't as much trying to incur damage, as they are forcing German fighters to break off of an inevitable Impulse 2 ground strike attack - the one that French fighters are hoping to intercept.
One CW bomber is aborted, and a CW FTR2 goes down, including the pilot. The rest of the force turns back, but at least 2 German fighters are now out of the picture.
All available French reserves shift South. The frontline is still as perfect as it can be - ATs, AA, best units available - but everyone else is moved down.
Soviet strategic bombers are merciless; not only 3 oil points are lost the impulse before, now there's a lost BP as well. By now all 4 LND4's are on the Rumanian front.
And the battles are ready; Germans in Belgium, trying to break through the thick blue line, and Italians in the Alps, forcing their way through after all the possible ground strikes have failed.
Italian battle does not go too horribly bad. There's enough cheap cannon fodder to absorb the losses, and the path across the southern France is now open.
As always, WiF remains an instance of best plans lain in error and/or due to horrible dice rolls; French forces in Belgium are merely pushed back, a French division rushing to cut off Italian advance gets chopped to pieces, and Peking Militia, oh so bravely charging to retake a Japanese-held city dies without as much as US noticing - at all.