The sight turned to the village of Catfish, a collective farm with a large population and the location of the first large camp of the army. Although a large number of buildings www.biquge.info are still protected by forests, there are obvious signs of man-made development in this area. In this area of the airport, trees have been cut down one after another due to practical needs, and many buildings have been erected around the area.

In particular, the existence of the airport is a very abrupt and long empty field, and even if you look down on the earth from the air, this very regular empty field can be seen clearly.

One reconnaissance plane was shot down, the other three were unaware. The direction of their flight is all towards Catfish Village. Even the reconnaissance plane that was hit by a bullet flew quite smoothly. The pilot was determined to fight and try to get some more information.

The three planes flew towards Catfish Village one after another, and they soon discovered the clues on the ground.

It was a long strip of area that stood out in the forest. And this mission is to find the airfield of the guerrillas, and the terrain that fits the characteristics of the airfield is not this!

"Haha! So you're hiding here! "Pilot Paul was pleasantly surprised. He immediately shook his memory, which was to signal the two planes around him.

Advancing in different directions, they spotted each other one after another, and the three planes immediately met and moved forward in a triangular formation. Their target is the so-called airport.

However, this formation that takes care of each other is simply a mistake!

Fuming held the binoculars and followed the direction from which the roar came from, and finally saw the enemy plane.

He immediately ordered: "My God, it's actually three." Guards, fire flares and let the cruising Podovich fly back! ”

A green flare was lifted into the air, and the scene was also seen by German reconnaissance planes. This shows that there is an enemy under this wood, which makes it all the more necessary to reconnoiter the airfield.

Pilot Paul made a gesture, and the three reconnaissance planes pulled away. It was at this time that the machine gunners on the ground opened fire.

The captured German general-purpose machine gun, there are still a lot of green warheads in the bullet chain. These are drag bullets, which guide the shooter to strafe the bullet into the enemy fuselage.

They were taken by surprise by the sudden attack, and all three reconnaissance planes flew over the airfield. They saw the hangar, they saw a large number of buildings. In order to avoid the bullets, the planes were all pulled up in order to enter the high altitude to avoid ground fire.

Even a light reconnaissance plane can quickly fly to an altitude of more than 3,000 meters, a distance far beyond the limit of ground machine gun fire. However, in order to observe carefully, they flew at an altitude of only eight hundred meters. In this era, there is no vector engine, and there is only one result of pulling too hard - stalling.

The three planes began to perform a spiral ascent maneuver and struggled to evade ground fire.

Paul's nervousness gradually subsided, as the fire from the ground became less threatening as the altitude increased.

While they were complacent, Paul suddenly saw the wingman in front of him at ten o'clock on his left suddenly tremble violently. Then the nose burst into flames, and then quickly deflaged. Flames engulfed the cabin, and the plane plummeted headlong in billowing black smoke.

"Is it an enemy attack?!" Before he could react, a brand new plane, like a bird of prey diving, fell in front of it on the left side. Just by this glance, he saw that the plane was none other than a fighter of the Soviets. This is a certain model of the Yi 15 series, and its unique short and bold body shape, and double wing surface construction, prove its identity.

This is Podovich who swooped to attack from the sun!

He hid his car well in the sun, and the Germans were defenseless in a sudden attack. The fire of two machine guns was certainly weak against fighters, but more than enough against structurally fragile reconnaissance aircraft.

"Ulla!" He cheered happily, and with his first brilliant dive, he took out an enemy plane.

Then, he used the great agility of the I-153 and the gravitational inertia of the fall to pull the plane up. He immediately aimed at a new target and flew straight away.

And the people on the ground were not idle, they hid in the woods and aimed at enemy aircraft, which undoubtedly greatly interfered with the escape of the German pilots.

Paul was aware of the great danger, and the only weapon he was carrying was a Luger pistol pinned to his waist. And what about airplanes? Slow and unarmed.

He knew very well that the Soviet fighter, which was very maneuverable and not to be underestimated.

Like an eagle, Podovich locked on the fleeing "pigeons".

He stared intently at the scope, after all, there were not many bullets, and he had to aim before shooting.

Of course, the enemy is not a fool waiting to sit still. The pilot made frequent turns, trying to shake off his pursuers with his maneuverability. However, this did not hinder Podovic, and when it came to dogfight maneuverability and speed, the I-153 was superior.

Finally, after a maneuver dive, Podovich found the right moment. The bullets crackled, leaving a string of bullet holes in the wings of the enemy aircraft. This damage did not cause the enemy plane to fall, and not even the smoke to rise.

"Damn it! The fuel tank of this enemy aircraft is not buried in the wings? Podovich was annoyed, and it seemed that he had not taken a golden opportunity.

But things are getting too fast! The enemy plane continued to make difficult maneuvers, and its injured wing finally could not withstand the strong wind pressure, and the frame of the wing was weakened by bullets and actually snapped.

The plane was like a kite with a broken string, and it fell in an extremely uncomfortable manner.

Podovich looked at the downed enemy plane, and then thought, there is still a guy who has not been killed!

"Hell! He wouldn't have run away! Podovich searched around, only to see that due south, there was a cloud of water vapor caused by an unnatural wingtip current, which revealed the direction of his escape.

Podovich immediately changed course, increased the throttle valve, and pursued at full speed.

I saw that the instrument panel showed that the speed had reached 460 kilometers per hour. The wind was already unbearable, and his cheeks were numb. In order to win, these pains must be endured.

The full-speed pursuit finally worked, and Podovich saw his target, whose small but small figure appeared in the crosshairs.

The trigger was gently pulled, and a string of bullets struck the rear of the reconnaissance plane.

"Hell!" Paul was shocked, knowing that his plane was no match for the fighter. This escape to the south is also a helpless choice, as far as the current fuel can fly as far as Kyiv. In fact, it is safe to fly over this swamp and enter the territory of the Chenobi city.

He looked back, and a gratifying sight lay out in front of him. That Soviet fighter seems to have a problem!

That's right! Indeed is the problem!

Podovich was overinvested in the battle, he only remembered that the plane had too few bullets and had to be spared, forgetting that the fuel tank did not have much fuel. Just as he pulled the trigger, the plane shook violently. It's like an asthma patient, the engine makes a cough and then simply stops!

"It's out of gas!" Angry, he looked at the enemy planes that were gradually moving away, what else could he say? To make matters worse, his own situation was a mess.

The altimeter showed that the plane was at 1,200 meters, and Podovich did not have a parachute. As an old fritter, he doesn't want to just break the halberd in the sky. Therefore, there is only one way to make a forced landing.

The situation in front of him was that he was already far from the airport. In order to have a better chance of survival, the plane must glide in the direction of the airport.

The I-153's short size makes it difficult to glide, as Podovich knows all too well. Fortunately, he still has the on-board radio, and at the moment the plane is falling smoothly, and he holds the walkie-talkie and shouts to Catfish Village.

At this moment, calmness can save his life, and he reported his approximate fall location in case the follow-up personnel can find him.

Fumin was shocked by this sudden incoming information, Podovich was actually about to fall?!

He immediately summoned several platoons of soldiers: "All of you, immediately form a skirmish line and go into the south to search." Keep an eye on the sky, and if you spot black smoke, move closer there. Whether Podovich is dead or alive, pull him back for me! ”

Podovich, who had finished reporting the information, relaxed his body in the cockpit. It was impossible to just taxi back to the airport, and he caressed his car. "My dear, I'm afraid this is the last time we've flown side by side. If we die, let's continue the fight in the abyss! After speaking, he slowly closed his eyes and quietly waited for his unknown destination. (To be continued.) )