Boeington continued to maintain altitude and circled the airfield to make sure that there were no more German fighters at high altitude. At this time, the 88-mm high shè guns deployed by the Germans near the airfield began to fire at them. Although these 88 guns pose a limited threat to fighters, they are not without threat. So Boeington and the P-81 fleet narrowed the distance to the airport - the P-81 was in the air for a long time, which allowed Boeington to continue to stand by near the airport.

Since the complete loss of air supremacy, the anti-aircraft firepower of German airfields has become stronger day by day, and now, the Germans have deployed more and more 20-mm, 37-mm, and 88-mm anti-aircraft guns near airfields. That's almost a lot more than a year ago. In the face of such dense firepower, even a thick-skinned guy like the P-81 was reluctant to enter the airfield's anti-aircraft fire circle if the enemy was prepared. You know, even the P-81 will not necessarily withstand a head-on hit from a 37-mm gun.

However, the defensive area of small and medium-caliber high-caliber guns is still very limited, and the German fighters must not stay within the 1500-meter altitude range within the airport wall? Even if the Germans really intended to be shrunken turtles, the bomber swarm would be able to obediently stick their heads out.

The Germans also understood this, so when the P-81 fleet was a little farther away, they began to run outside to higher ground. However, as soon as the P-81 group turned its head, they all shrank back again. There was even a plane that stalled because of oversteering, and went headlong into it.

"Are the Germans going to send in people who have never flown before?" Seeing such a scene, Boeington was really taken aback.

By this time, the formation of B-21 medium bombers of the 25th Attack Aircraft Wing had also arrived near the airfield. These B-25 bombers were hung with fuel-air bombs used to suppress ground-based air defense. The bomber group began to enter from an altitude of about 4000 meters. This height is beyond the threat range of small and medium-caliber high-shè guns, and in contrast, it can also better ensure the degree of attack. Although the large killing range of the fuel air bomb makes the requirements for jīng degree decrease, it is better to be accurate.

The appearance of bombers further aggravated the confusion in the German army. Lindbergh had not yet had time to return to the airport after he was shot down, and the command was now in the hands of his staff officer, Dooy. Doe knew that the continued presence of fighter jets near the airport would only make the airspace near the airport more crowded, making it difficult for the remaining fighters to take off. And these takeoff-ready fighters are now lined up at one end of the runway. Once bombed by enemy bombers, the consequences are unimaginable. So Doe immediately gave this order:

"All fighters that have risen into the air must immediately strike and intercept enemy bombers! Any fighter who still lingers near the airfield will be considered treason and will be hit by anti-aircraft fire! ”

The tough order finally worked, and about two dozen fighters of various types, which had already taken off, finally mustered up the courage to fly out of the protection zone of the anti-aircraft artillery in an attempt to intercept the approaching bombers.

Boeington, of course, would not miss such an opportunity, and as soon as he gave the order, 24 P-81 fighters pounced on the German fighters who had left the protection of anti-aircraft artillery.

There is a saying that the German fighters were mostly more suitable for veterans. Because most of them are the kind of fighters that have particularly outstanding advantages and disadvantages. For example, the BF-109 series fighter has excellent climbing and negative G maneuverability, but the hovering is very average, and the lever force (the force required to pull the cāo as a pole) is even greater. In the hands of a veteran who can effectively manage his own energy, this is a rather formidable fighter, as evidenced by the Luftwaffe's ace of more than two hundred shots downed. But if it falls into the hands of a rookie, a lot of energy will be lost when you turn a corner, and the BF-109 that can make the pilot's hands so sore that he can't lift it up in a few turns is simply fatal, and a novice piloting a Spitfire can most easily kill another novice who pilots the BF-109.

Not to mention the other main fighter of the Germans - the FW-190 family fighter. This thing has the best roll, very strong firepower, fairly solid structure, very good acceleration and dive, and decent climbs and a mess of hovering. In the words of the Germans themselves, when the thing is turning sharply, the speed on the speedometer drops so fast that the hands on it turn as fast as an electric fan. All in all, this is by no means a suitable aircraft for hovering and grinding, however, the rookies love it best. So, um, you look, you don't even need to attack, those rookies will use one sharp turn after another, directly stalling themselves.

Now Boington is in front of a group of rookies who don't know anything, most of them have only flown for less than 20 hours, and I don't know if there are two hours of flying on fighter jets in those 20 hours. As a result, the performance of these rookies was an eye-opener for Boeington.

Boeing took the P-81 and pounced on the rookies head-on. He used his shè aura to noisily trap an FW-190 that flew straight towards him. The plane flew straight towards him, as if it was going to play a game with him.

"Yes, it's kind!" At a distance of a thousand meters, the Boeing opened fire, and the six 20mm guns opened fire in unison, immediately knocking the FW-190, which had not made any moves. The shell severed the right wing of the FW-190, sending the plane spinning and falling headlong.

Almost at the same time as Boeington, a number of other P-81s opened fire, while opposite, one German fighter jet after another fell like leaves in the autumn wind. At this time, some German pilots seemed to understand that an FW-190 immediately frantically started barrel rolling, and then one guy collided with another BF-109 next to it, and the two planes immediately turned into a ball of flames. There was also an FW-190, after witnessing the Boeington shoot down his long plane, panicked, made a sharp turn, and then entered the spiral, and fell down after a spin. Boeington estimates that the chances of a rookie like this being able to change the spiral on their own are almost zero.

With just one hedge, the Germans lost 18 fighters. Among them, 11 were shot down by the Americans, killed by themselves and themselves, and as many as 7 crashed due to too much movement and stalling. By the time Boington pulled up the plane again and looked over at the Germans, there were only four planes left.

"How can they let such a rookie take to the air for an air fight? How could they let these rookies who couldn't even do even the most basic moves take to the skies and fight! It's a crime! It's murder! Although he added another number to the positive shot down record, Boeing was not happy at all, on the contrary, his heart was even full of anger, so much so that he wished to be able to fly the P-81 fighter jet directly to the airfield below, and then rushed into the command center of the Germans, grabbed the commander below by the collar, and slapped him several times.

In this mood, Boington had no interest in packing up the few planes that were left, and if only they were all targets like the first one he shot down today.

"05 to 08, you guys go and do the rest of the things, bullying these rookies, it's really hard to mention the god of jīng." Boington said.

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"All the pilots who have already boarded the plane immediately leave the plane and enter the dugout!" Seeing that the group of planes that had already risen into the air had been wiped out in a short photo, Du Yi understood that it was pointless to continue to take off the planes, and now that the enemy bombers could see directly with their eyes, it was too late to take off.

on the runway. On the tarmac, one pilot after another climbed out of the cabin, and they didn't even have time to wait for the staff to bring a ladder, so they jumped straight down and ran towards the bomb shelter.

By this time, the B-25 group had already entered the range of 88-mm high guns. One shell after another exploded near the group, blasting black peonies in the sky. Not fearing attack from enemy fighters, the B-25s were in a looser formation, which reduced the threat of large-caliber high-caliber guns.

However, contrary to the pilots of the Luftwaffe, the quality of the German high-profile artillery was getting higher and higher. The first round of shells fired by the German high artillery was still some distance from the B-25s, but in the second round and subsequent shelling, the control of the explosion point became better and better. Before entering the official bombing route, 5 B-25s were already damaged to varying degrees, 3 of them had a fire on one side of the engine, had already broken out of the formation and flew in other directions. I guess they're going to skydive.

Under the fire of 88-mm guns, the bomber group approached the airfield and began to drop those deadly bombs. Watching the bombs fall halfway, then slamming open a parachute, and then staggering towards his position, Major Heinz, who was directing the 88-mm high shè gun to fire wildly, immediately had a word in his head: "fuel air bomb"!

Heinz had learned about the power of this bomb from the information he had obtained. He knew that the bomb had a ridiculously large killing range for exposed living targets, and the killing effect was ridiculously good. And their own high-altitude artillery positions belong to such exposed living targets. Fortunately, Heinz was not unprepared, and there were several small, but very well-contained, airtight bomb shelters next to the anti-aircraft artillery positions, and there were enough oxygen tanks in them.

"Quick! Into the bomb shelter! Heinz immediately gave the order. The soldiers who had been instructed to abandon their high-altitude guns and run frantically towards their respective bomb shelters, and in a blink of an eye there was no one to be seen in the entire position -- because of the daily confrontation with the Allied bombers, the training level of the German anti-aircraft artillery units had indeed improved significantly.

Dozens of bombs with parachutes fell, and these bombs first exploded at a height of more than ten meters, and a puff of white smoke quickly enveloped the various high-altitude artillery positions near the airport, and a few seconds later, these white fogs exploded violently. Explode small mushroom clouds at each target point.

After dropping the bomb and pulling up the plane, Lincoln, the B-25 pilot who was preparing to return home, looked at the little mushrooms and shouted on the radio: "Look, there are so many little mushrooms, I like to grow mushrooms the most!" ”