As the bolt moved back and forth, hot bullet casings flew out, and the bitter smell of gunpowder burning filled the small space; The loud sound of gunfire tugs at the heartstrings, and the trembling butt irritates the wound...... Once again on this battlefield, and with Nikolai side by side, Weiss put aside all his worries and worries, and threw himself into it, even if the pain was unbearable, he was still fighting and excited!

You can be enthusiastic on the battlefield, but you can't be hot-headed. Faced with Nikolai's hard-won opportunity, Weiss first corrected it with a burst of three or five bullets, and then fired two short shots of more than ten rounds. Although the first time did not hit the cockpit, it knocked half of the propeller of the enemy plane into the air, and the second time it swept the cockpit glass of the enemy plane, but unfortunately this blow failed to kill the enemy pilot, and then won the glory of killing the enemy plane in seconds.

"I hit the cockpit glass and didn't see it through! This guy's defense is too strong! Weiss said loudly to Nikolai, who was in the front seat, as he struggled to change the magazine for the machine gun.

"They're flying iron turtles!" Nikolai put it this way.

Laboriously loading the magazine, Weiss quickly surveyed his surroundings. One of the two previous enemy planes ran away, and one remained stubbornly nearby, while two more were chased by the Norman flying boats. If you get caught up in a fight with your enemy, you'll be invincible with two fists and four hands.

"What's next?"

Weiss's question, Nikolai has already answered with practical actions. Under the condition of sufficient acceleration and no disadvantage in configuration and load, they only need to fly straight to the east, and there is no way to catch up and intercept the enemy planes behind them. Thus, in the following time, an interesting scene appeared in Weiss's field of vision: the number of pursuing enemy planes increased from three to five, and then the number did not increase or decrease, and the separation distance was always outside the range of fire. If this continues, Weiss and Nikolai can safely enter the area controlled by the Union army.

"If we go back to the Federation like this, we will be mistaken for an enemy. If you are not shot down by the enemy, but you are beaten down by your own people, it is too sad! Weiss suddenly remembered this stubble and hurriedly reminded Nikolai.

"Don't worry, I have my own way!" Nikolai replied loudly.

Weiss breathed a sigh of relief, a slight slackness in his spirit, and a heavy tiredness followed, and if it had not been for Nikolai's shouting, he would have fallen asleep.

"There are enemy planes ahead, and there are quite a few of them!"

Weiss was a thriller, and suddenly sobered up a lot. It's a pity that the human radar does not have a geographical function, and it is not known where it is and how far it is from the front line when it comes down from the Norman flying ship. According to logical analysis, the flying ship, which is a mobile research base, should not be too close to the front line, and at the same time, taking into account the needs of actual combat testing, it will not be in the rear. After the previous exchange of fire, the "Iron Bird" flew eastward for more than 20 minutes, and at a flight speed of about 600 miles per hour, it flew about 200 miles. He struggled to turn his head to see if it was a Federal Flying Unit, but the buckle on his seat and the injuries on his body managed to stop him.

"Could it be our flying troops?" He had to remind Nikolai verbally.

Nikolai did not answer immediately, but seemed to observe and identify it carefully, and then responded: "It's the enemy's plane!" Ordinary airplanes! ”

The implication is that those are not difficult "iron birds", but planes that rely entirely on aerodynamics to achieve flight, with average speed and firepower, and defense is better than nothing.

Just rush over to it!

Weiss muttered to himself, but he didn't tell Nikolai. She was a first-class master of flying and air combat, and even if she had been with the Normans for a long time, it was reasonable that her judgment would not be weakened too badly. So, he pondered: "I still have a lot of bullets, how to fight, just give orders!" ”

Nikolai turned his head sideways and gave him a calm smile: "Protect yourself!" ”

On the Norman flying ship, Weiss played a ruthless role in killing all directions, covering Nikolai's jump after leaving, which showed heroic courage. Now, he seems to be the object of protection, and the rapid change of role is inevitably overwhelming.

Within minutes, the fighting in the air resumed. The oncoming Norman fighters fired first, and Nikolai returned fire not to be outdone. The two sides came and went, and the neighing of machine guns was incessant.

The "Iron Bird" was covered in battle armor, and even the cockpit glass had a certain bulletproof ability, with his back to the nose of the plane, Weiss did not have to worry about being injured in the head-on confrontation, and when the enemy planes staggered past, he resisted the urge to strafe wantonly, and patiently waited for the right time to fire.

The Norman fighter in sight is still dark canvas and black propellers, and at first glance it looks like a group of fierce black crows. After failing to intercept them head-on, they turned and tried to attack from behind, but the "Iron Birds", which had been fully accelerated and flew in a straight line, were no slower than them, and as a result, a flock of black crows and five "Iron Birds" were desperately chasing after them but could not catch up.

There was no need to fire, no recoil, no need to grit his teeth and change the magazine, Weiss "took pleasure in it". After flying like this for about a quarter of an hour, he noticed that the Norman fighters in his line of sight began to climb upwards, and the originally scattered formation was also reorganized, and he immediately realized that the situation had changed - and sure enough, Nikolai quickly said to him: "We are flying over the battlefield, and the front must be an area controlled by the federal army!" ”

"Is our plane coming?" Weiss asked hurriedly.

"I haven't seen it yet! The enemy planes behind are still following? ”

"Climbing, the whole team, like they're preparing to fight the Federal Army's flying troops." Weiss responded, "Looks like we've managed to get out!" ”

"Find a white cloth, or a white handkerchief." Nikolai said.

The two have been separated for a long time, and the old tacit understanding has not completely disappeared. When Nikolai said this, Weiss understood her intention, but he took out only a white handkerchief that was stained with blood and sludge, and could no longer be seen white. After thinking about it, he simply unbuckled the belt, endured the severe pain, unbuttoned his coat, and tore off a piece of his white shirt from the tear.

When Weiss re-fastened the buckle, Nikolai shouted excitedly: "Our flying unit is here!" Prepare the white flag and wave the white flag! ”

Weiss pushed open the canopy with his left hand, and the cold wind made him feel refreshed for a moment, and he clutched the blood-stained piece of shirt cloth and let it flutter in the wind......

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With snow-white walls and snow-white beds, Weiss lay contentedly for two weeks in the rear hospital of the Union Army. The humanoid intelligent creatures of this Orense planet are extremely tenacious in their vitality, and it is not a big deal to hurt their muscles and bones, as long as they are not very serious internal injuries, they usually recover quickly, which may be the mystery of evolution.

Life on the sickbed is comfortable but not idle. Except for the first two days of poor condition, there were basically seven or eight hours of work every day after that: for the first week, gathered around the sickbed were the material experts of the Federation, who studied the real objects on the black "Iron Bird" day and night, and obtained all kinds of information related to it from Weiss, so as to analyze and master the artificial star stone technology of the Normans as soon as possible; In the next week, Weiss faced a team of federal aeronautical engineers, who dismantled the Norman "iron bird" while dissecting the structure and performance of this new aircraft through Weiss, learning from its strengths and weaknesses in order to prepare for it. Fortunately, Nikolai also came back this time, otherwise, there would have been a group of officers from the flying unit who would have come to him to study the way to defeat the enemy on the battlefield.

Speaking of Nikolai, after returning to the Federation, she quickly put on the uniform of the Federal Army Flying Corps again, but she was not as free as before, and was accompanied by guards everywhere she went. In two weeks, she had visited Weiss on one hand, and in addition to assisting the military with technical and tactical problems, she seemed to be campaigning for something more important and weighty.

"Under the command of our old headmaster, the Southern Front Corps fought a great victory at Floca, and the front advanced more than a hundred miles to the west, and several towns in the easternmost part of the federal state of Lorraine were already back in our hands."

Under the bright sunset, Weiss walked leisurely on the grass with his crutches. The man next to him was one of the few remaining classmates at the Barston Military Academy, Ryan Wake Faldes, who worked in the ordnance department. The old man was also in the field army at the beginning of the war, but later lost his left arm on the battlefield, and after recovering from his wounds, he was transferred to the non-combat department, and his place of work was not far from Weiss's hospital. Thinking back then, the classmates were young, high-spirited, and each had their own personalities, and after years of fighting and killing, more than half of the familiar faces of the past could no longer see each other, which brought out the preciousness of the friendship of classmates.

The news of the victory in front of him was very happy, but Faldes, who could wear the captain's epaulette, spoke in a very flat tone. In the past year or so, the offensive and defensive trends on the battlefield have been repeated several times, and the Union army and the Norman army have led the way for several months, and then they have lost their strength and switched from offensive to defensive. This kind of tug-of-war consumes a lot of manpower and material resources, and the fierce battles, coupled with the rising casualties, the soldiers on both sides no longer have the confidence and longing they had in the early stage. Getting rid of the quagmire of war at an early date has become the common vision of most people.

Hearing this news, Weiss's reaction was also unfazed. Lorraine is his hometown, the place where he lived and fought, he poured his heart and soul into it, squandered his youth, and his feelings were not deep, but in the current situation, the liberation of Lorraine was by no means a goal that could be achieved overnight. With the layout of the Normans, this barren land with mountains and mountains is likely to become the focus of contention between the two sides, and I don't know how many more people will die here.

The two of them walked slowly for a while with inconvenient legs and feet, and Faldes said: "When you are healed, how about applying to be transferred to the old principal's staff?" The current Chief of Staff of the Corps, General Moral, is our senior in the first five terms, and I have dealt with him, and I feel that he is very capable and upright. With your experience and qualifications, you can get a foothold there. ”

Since the outbreak of the war, the old principal Van Luo has risen and fallen, and finally has become the mainstay of the federal army, and the students of the Bathton Military Academy have also shined in various units and on all fronts, constantly breaking the old military age record.

"I haven't figured out what the road will go from now on, and maybe I won't have to go back to Lorraine to fight guerrillas." Weiss replied half-jokingly.

Faldes's first reaction was probably that Weiss was crazy, but when he thought about it, he felt that this matter was not completely unreliable - although the guerrilla war in Lorraine turned into a low ebb and his influence in the federal army weakened a lot, Weiss, the guerrilla commander behind enemy lines, also had a place in the federal military circles.