On the blue sky, the manoeuvrability of the Albatross D was brought to the extreme in the hands of Richthofen. A series of tumbles and heels make his flight curve not only graceful, but also extremely efficient.

Relying on that innate mastery of flying technology, he could still seize every moment he could shoot in the midst of that complex and irregular flight roll, and beat his opponents from the sky in the helpless and envious gaze.

After completing one more attack, he looked at the battlefield and began to look for the self-mike. The guy who used the "eagle" emblem to decorate his fuselage was the rival that Richthofen wanted to meet before he even reached the sky.

"I'm going to knock this damn guy out of my sky!"

The conceited words that came out of his mouth as his sharp blue eyes scanned the sky. In his opinion, the sky rightfully belonged to him the Red Baron.

He didn't have the slightest hatred for Tang Yunyang, and even subconsciously had a certain "love", especially when the other party was praised as the "Satanic Eagle" by his own pilot, this "love" was even more deeply remembered.

In the sky, in a short half-hour air battle, the French "Flying Stork Squadron" was beaten to pieces by the dominant German caracal fleet in the early losses and continuous disadvantage.

At this time, they could no longer talk about the task of clearing the air, and how to get out of the unrelenting entanglement of the German army had become a problem.

As more French fighters were shot down, the situation on the battlefield became precarious.

"Buzz ......"

The sound of the large group of planes diving came from somewhere overhead, and when I looked up, it was the Lafitte squad and the British planes flying in the air that had taken advantage of the position to maintain air superiority.

"Thankfully, these Indian mongrels have finally arrived, and of course these John Bulls arrived just in time!"

Sitting in the cabin full of bullet holes, the pilots of the French Flying Stork squadron cursed happily. The reason why Team Lafitte is called this is because the team crest on their tail is an Indian head.

They were accompanied by the Royal Flying Corps, which never had good pilots in separate formations, and the result was that the overall strength of their fleet was higher than that of other flying teams.

The pilots of the French Flying Stork squadron were delighted to be grateful for the supporting aircraft, but in fact forgot that such a tactical arrangement came from the minds of the young staff officers of the French command who had drawn up this plan.

The delay of a second wave of fighters in the air joining the battle for half an hour or more was a deliberate arrangement.

At this time, no matter what the situation of the air battle is, the planes participating in the battle are relatively short of fuel and ammunition, but they have not reached the point where they must go back to replenish them.

"This battle is really miserable! It looks like the Flying Stork Squadron is going to recruit again! ”

Glancing at the battle scene in the air, the figure of the "Newburgh 11" plane is rare, which makes Tang Yunyang understand the result of the early air battle, and it is obvious that the Flying Stork squadron has not achieved air supremacy on the battlefield for some reason.

At the same time, this sweep also made him pay attention to the special complex and changeable flight curve of an "Albatross D".

"Hey, this is a guy who deserves to be a rival!"

Yes, what Tang Yunyang saw was Richthofen's "red baron", of course, he was a fledgling and could not paint his plane red as he wanted.

At this moment, Richthofen had just squeezed himself into the ranks of Germany's "ace pilots" with an incredible continuous burst of quick rolls.

One pulled the nose of the plane to aim at the "Newburgh 11" of the French "Flying Stork Squadron" that had the intention of retreating because of the arrival of reinforcements.

"Phew! Bang! "It's the sound of flares exploding in the air.

The leader of the German fleet, as well as the observation posts on the ground, discovered almost simultaneously the reinforcements of the Allied side consisting of the small team of Lafitte and the Royal Flying Corps on the Allied side.

They fired bright red flares into the battlefield in time to attract the attention of their own aircraft.

"Humph! These French bastards, they don't have much chivalry! ”

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Richthofen cursed with contempt as if he had just scolded Hermann. Goering used ground fire to achieve results with contempt. The Entente reinforcements chose this time to join the battle, angering the belief of the Teutonic knights in the heart of the air god.

Previously, the arrangements of the German army also made him quite disdainful.

If these guys weren't his teammates, Richthofen would have stepped forward and sent them to hell one by one, saving them from polluting the sky here.

Since, at this time, the Entente flying team did such a thing, it was in the hands of Richthofen, who was full of murderous intentions.

"You filthy inferior pigs......"

A series of swear words commonly used by the Silesian nobles poured out of his thin lips like open valves, and Richthofen was not afraid to give them to his enemies along with bullets if it were not for the fact that the other party had not yet fallen into the range of his machine gun.

While scolding, he turned the nose of the plane, regardless of the fact that he was heading towards the plane that was diving towards the Entente.

His plane streaked through the air in an incredible spiral climb curve. At this time, his body seemed to have been connected with the "Albatross D", like a bullet out of the chamber.

Fierce, tenacious and fearless!

Tang Yunyang's shining eyes were firmly fixed on this unusual plane that spun upwards to meet the Allied group, such a guy was the kind of opponent he had always longed for in his heart.

As a Tang Yunyang who has honed his fighting ability in the network and practiced it in a biplane in this era, he has always been eager to meet those heroes in the history of air combat.

Whether it is to become an air opponent of God's friendship or a sworn friend in life, it is something he has always hoped to appear.

Therefore, when he saw this different, murderous "Albatross D", in his mind, the figures of those heroes in the air passed by one by one.

"Who is this guy? Inmaiman? Goring? Utd? And that "god of air combat, the red baron" - Richthofen? ”

Every time he thought of an elite who had left a great name in the history of air warfare, Tang Yunyang's heart would contract violently, and then it would be released violently, and his blood would surge all over his body.

As soon as he thought of these first batch of flying geniuses and heroes among the air knights in the history of world air warfare, Tang Yunyang felt that the blood around him was boiling in his veins.

"No matter who it is, being able to fight them, whether they win or lose, is a kind of glory that others can't envy!"