The alarm was so piercing that it was like the tip of a knife cutting through glass, and the more than 10,000 officers and men of the entire German aircraft carrier fleet were shaken by the sound that resounded through the sea and air, and then rushed to their combat posts as if they were reflexive. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The hustle and bustle on the inboard cabins and deck bridges lasted for about 5 minutes, before being replaced by tension and silence. All personnel were on standby, ready to respond to an attack by British aircraft from the sky.

Fang Yan's face was slightly pale, and his hands were bloodied from clenching his fists too hard—when he judged the identity of the group of planes detected by the radar, he had a complete understanding of why these planes appeared here. The British set a trap and used the fast aircraft carrier fleet retreating west as a bait to attract German aircraft carriers to pursue; As long as the latter chooses to follow to the west in order to close the attack distance, there is a great possibility that they will be ambushed by British land-based aviation.

Although at the moment the German aircraft carrier is not exposed, this does not prevent the British from predicting the position of the German aircraft carrier through previous battles. After all, the southern part of the Norwegian Sea is so large, and an experienced commander can completely deduce which sea area the pursuing German aircraft carrier is located in!

If only that's it, the fighters on board the German aircraft carriers can keep the enemy out of sight. However, at this time, all the planes were filled by Fang Yan into the last wave of attack aircraft, and only the 12 normally guarded fighters over the fleet were left to rely on. Even so, these fighters could not hold off the enemy for long: they had been in the air and hovered for nearly two hours, and the remaining fuel was no longer enough to support them for another full-fledged high-intensity battle, and at most they would be forced to withdraw eastward from the battlefield in the middle of the game.

"I underestimated the enemy, this time I really underestimated the enemy...... Fang Yan bit his lips, and for the first time in his heart, he felt a strong regret and self-blame that could not be suppressed. In the past, the German navy won successive victories in previous battles, which caused its original cautious composure to fade day by day, and today it decided to break into the British coastal waters to pursue enemy ships without much thought, completely abandoning its inherent duties for the sake of meritorious service, with the result that a huge aircraft carrier formation could not squeeze out a small group of fighters to take off to meet the enemy. Now the British fleet is only about 20 minutes away from the German fleet, and as long as there are no strange accidents, the former who is on the right course will definitely be able to spot the German ship group on the sea!

"Will we be able to withstand this wave of attacks?" Colonel Norman's mouth was dry, and there was a rare panic in his expression. Fang Yan took a deep breath, his gaze became condensed and calm again, and he slowly spoke, "We will get through." These carriers are all my children, and repellent bombs and torpedoes are what they do best. The British Air Force should not be good at projecting torpedoes, and if you want to destroy us, you will have to practice for at least half a year! ”

Fifteen minutes passed quietly from the battlefield with the ticking of the pocket watch, and the roar of the lookouts suddenly came from the mast of the Hippel, and the British fleet had appeared in the airspace at the junction of the sea and the sky in the west.

Unlike the previous Hurricane, which covered the British aircraft carrier fleet, the 54 fighters that attacked this time were all "combat" light bombers. Four months earlier, it had been the same aircraft that had made a quick sortie after the attack on Scapa Bay, damaging the German fleet flagship Bismarck, and saving Britain the last shred of face after the defeat. At this moment, these bombers once again carried all the hopes of the Royal Navy: in the face of the fierce German fleet, only by relying on land-based attack aircraft with fast speed and long range could they be expected to deliver a truly powerful blow to the enemy.

Without any fancy hovering and temptation, a fierce battle between the sea and the air broke out amid the roar of gunfire. The 12 German fighters with only half of the fuel left rushed towards the British group without hesitation, and together with the anti-aircraft fire of the warships, they desperately stopped the other side's advance, and the British pilots also understood that this was their last and best chance to inflict heavy damage on the German aircraft carriers, and they were all reluctant to launch round after round of attacks on the target.

In the fierce battle, more than 20 "combat" planes took the lead in breaking through the interception of German planes and long-range heavy anti-aircraft guns, and swooped towards the sea level. Although the small-caliber anti-aircraft fire of the German fleet in front of them was as dense as a storm and was hopelessly explosive, the British pilots did not flinch and directly gritted their teeth to meet it!

"The Germans are no more than that!" Inside a British bomber numbered 911, the pilot Jordi roared, his voice full of nervousness, excitement, and ecstasy and happiness that he was still alive at the moment. Looking around through the windshield, Jodi saw that the air was full of tracer bullets flying across the air, chasing and surrounding him like a swarm of fireflies in summer, but each of them had the deadly threat of shooting him down in an instant. Unlike the worst plan made by Jodi before, the Germans' guns and shells did not show extraordinary accuracy, and he, the new driver, steered the plane to swing in a circle, and even broke in from the periphery!

"Little cream, shut up for me, hurry up and fly your plane!" The radioman and bombardier in the back row roared with rage, his palms covered with nervous sweat dancing on the blades. Although he was mentally prepared to sacrifice his life for the country before the war, it was impossible not to be frightened in the face of the real rain of bullets; In order to reduce the amount of time he was exposed to enemy fire, the bombardier immediately sent Jordi closer to his target, preparing to attack the largest aircraft carrier. To the reassurance of the bombardiers, several other friendly planes were also eyeing the target, which meant that the German ship's anti-aircraft fire was bound to disperse, and the threat to themselves was further reduced.

The machinery roared, the bullets rained down on the face, Jordi slammed the joystick, and the fighter plane flew towards the German ship at a speed of more than 100 meters per second. A 454kg bomb hung under its belly, reflecting the cold glow of the forest. Just as the bombardier was engrossed in the direction and distance of the enemy ship, and was about to flip the bomb switch, the plane suddenly rolled to the right as if it had been slammed by something; The vibration of the engines then stopped, and the fighter plane lost altitude and began to plummet towards sea level.

"Damn, we got hit!" Smelling the pungent scorching stench that permeated the air, the bombardier screamed, anxiety filling his entire emotion. Jodi struggled to push and pull the glass hatch, but in despair he found that the metal card slot had been completely twisted and deformed, and it was impossible to open the hatch and escape. Looking at the German aircraft carrier that was getting bigger and bigger below, a crazy idea took shape in Jodi's mind, and he suddenly grabbed the joystick with both hands, and roared with a hideous face: "Come on, Germans, let's go to hell together today!" ”