It is definitely a great honor to be a pilot in the JG-52 fighter unit.

This unit has the best German fighters, as well as the best German ground maintenance personnel to commission these fighters.

Even the logistical support supplies are the best in the whole army, including coffee and wine, and pilots on vacation can even take a car to a nearby city to rest.

For the whole army, their fuel is the highest priority, and sometimes they can even read books in specific rooms without worrying about the lighting control.

Compared with the submarine officers and men, who are also well-subsidized and well-stocked, they do not have to hide themselves in a closed environment.

An hour in the sky is more comfortable than a day in a closed submarine.

And to be a long plane in the JG-52 fighter wing can definitely be said to be something to boast about.

After all, many super ace pilots who have shot down more than 100 enemy planes have been born here, and it is definitely a star wing within the Air Force.

They were the first to replace the new fighter TA-152, and I heard that it would also be the first unit in the whole army to be equipped with Raven jet fighters on the front line.

The pilots who can become the captain of this unit are the best of the best - although there has been a noticeable decline in quality lately.

If it weren't for the fact that 20 senior pilots were transferred to serve as commanders and backbone elements of the newly formed flight wing, it would indeed not be the turn of a young pilot like Hartmann to take the lead.

Hearing what his long-plane pilot said, Hartmann was shocked for a long time before he opened his mouth and asked tentatively, "You mean me?" Can you take on a long plane for a mission? ”

"It's you! Brat! Don't get complacent! You'll have to fly with me a few times, change your habits back, and become accustomed to the attack position of the long plane, and then I'll be relieved. The pilot of the long plane nodded and spoke.

"Get me a cup of coffee too!" Hartman, who heard the good news, excitedly shouted to the waitress in the lounge.

……

About 90 kilometers from Hartmann's field airfield, a Leopard tank was firing at a Soviet position in the distance from the position of the German 505th Tank Destroyer Battalion.

It was a building, a small village. The Soviets built their defensive positions on the basis of this small village, and the Germans were storming this small village.

"Car No. 4 of the 3rd Company is firing! The mortars of the Soviet army should have been right behind these buildings! The non-commissioned officer of the battalion headquarters said to Karyus, who was watching the battle.

Caljuus held the telescope and looked at the village in the distance, which was already full of smoke, not knowing what he was thinking.

Inside his telescope eyepiece, a grenade slammed into a half-collapsed wall. Completely destroyed a half-collapsed building into ruins.

There doesn't seem to be anyone in there escaping, maybe no one in there at all, or maybe someone but they've been killed by the shells.

"Is the position of the 1st Company already on the flank?" Toward the telescope, Calyus turned his head sideways and asked his subordinates.

"It's here! They just confirmed their location on the radio! The non-commissioned officer beside him looked at his battalion commander standing on a high place with his head held high, and replied.

Then, he went on to persuade: "Battalion commander! Are you coming down? Standing on such a high place, it is easy to become a target for snipers! ”

Where Karjus stood, on the front engine compartment of his half-track armored command vehicle.

For a slightly undulating plain, his location was a little conspicuous, even dangerous.

"I can't see the position of the 2nd Company! That's why I'm here. Karyus bent down, pointed to the radio communication headset and throat intercom, and said to his men: "Hit it to me, I will personally confirm the location of the 2nd Company!" ”

Just as he was bending down, a bullet came at him and seemed to fly right where he was standing.

"I'm X......" Karjus cursed when he heard the sound of bullets flying by—if he hadn't bent over just now, the bullet might have hit him.

"Come down! Battalion commander! It's not safe there! "The subordinate took the headset for radio communication, and it didn't seem to be if he handed it out, and it didn't seem to be if he didn't give it.

"Ding!" At this moment, the second bullet hit Karyus's feet and hit the steel plate of the armored car directly with a crisp sound.

Even, the bullet that hit the armored car, and the trajectory of the projectile flew out was right in front of Karyus's face......

If one bullet was a stray bullet that flew by accident, then the second bullet that flew was enough to prove that someone was firing at him.

Nor is it Karyus, who went to the battlefield on the first day, so he naturally knows the truth. So he reacted very quickly and without any delay.

"I'm X!" This time, Karyus did not hesitate at all, and with a nimble one-handed support, he turned over and jumped into the open armored car compartment.

German tank commanders have the habit of leaning out of their tanks to direct battles, which can make their observations more timely and have a better view.

However, this also makes it easy for the commander to be targeted by the other party in the process of fighting. So these commanders are very sensitive to the perception of risk.

They know when to poke their heads out and when they have to be cautious when to retract into the tank.

"2 in a row! Have you arrived at the designated location? Please answer! Please answer! Grabbing the radio communication headset and laryngeal intercom in his subordinates' hands, Karyus questioned again and again.

It was as if the bullet that had just hit him was very far away from him. This calmness in the face of life and death made the non-commissioned officers and lieutenants of the battalion headquarters who had been doing secretarial work envious.

"The shelling is about to start, what are they doing?" Karjus grumbled, looking at the Soviet positions in the distance with thick smoke billowing and not knowing what to think.

"We ...... 2 ...... Arrival...... Position ......" In the headset, the voice of the commander of the 2nd Company came intermittently, which made Karyus feel relieved.

"Excellent! Wait there for the end of the shelling, you are the main attack! Watch out for enemy anti-tank guns! He pinched the intercom and commanded his men.

For a moment, he missed the time when he commanded the tanks into battle. At that time, he didn't have to think about anything else, just wipe out the enemy in front of him, and that's it.

Now, although he also has his own battalion tank, it is a No. 4 command tank, and in terms of performance, it is really not comparable to the Leopard tank, and Karyus does not look down on it.