When the F190 began to climb, its frontal projection area became larger, and Ancruz miscalculated the position of the other party, and as a result, I saw a rain of bullets composed of machine gun bullets from the I-15, covering the wings and fuselage of the F190!

The long range of the F190 was carefully designed, for example, even the wings had fuel tanks to increase the fuel load, and now, when a bullet hits the fuel tank, it stands to reason that the most spectacular scene will occur.

In order to make the engine more powerful, it needs high-grade fuel, and in history, Germany has used B4 fuel of No. 87 for most of the time, after all, German gasoline is turned from coal, and the octane number is not too high.

And now it is different, the oil fields of Libya alone are enough to supply the German war machine, not to mention the huge oil reserves of the Middle East, and Germany's fuel technology is constantly improving, and now almost all planes use 100 fuel, and even newer aircraft are already using 130.

(Check the information, the best aircraft in World War II actually used No. 150 fuel?) I don't know if it's true or not. ）

This high-performance fuel is more volatile and more easily ignited. Even a Soviet fighter, after being hit by a bullet in the fuel tank, would definitely catch fire.

However, Alexander was disappointed.

When his bullet hit the opponent's wing and fuselage, he saw only the bullet holes left behind, at most in the sunlight, saw a little volatilization of gasoline, and then there was nothing.

In fact, the principle is also very simple, that is, a layer of rubber interlayer is added to the inner lining of the fuel tank, when the bullet opens a small hole, the rubber will be restored due to elasticity, and the small hole will be blocked, at most it is to leave a small gap.

It's like a nail in the tire of a car, it will only slowly leak, and it will not leak all at once, of course, if it is a large-caliber cannon, and a big hole will be blown up all of a sudden, then there is nothing that can be done.

Ancruz felt that his fuselage had been shot, and he didn't know how serious it was at this time, he looked at the dashboard in front of him, the machine gun bullets were almost empty, so he could only open the throttle and continue to rise to a high altitude, for him, the battle was over, and he needed to return to his aircraft carrier.

The rest of these bombers, leave it to others to solve!

The German fighters had an overwhelming superiority, and the Soviet bomber formation was destined to have no return, and if there were more of them, such as a few hundred at a time, as they had originally planned, then they would definitely slip through the net and enter the skies over the German Navy's fleet.

But now, with just over two dozen of them, it is destined to be a tragedy.

Fireballs continued to rise in the sky, and when the new wave of fighters from the aircraft carrier arrived, the Soviets had little hope.

"We're heading on the right track, we'll be in the target area in about twenty minutes." At this time, while the air battle was raging, no one noticed that a lone Il-4 bomber was flying more than a hundred nautical miles from the battlefield.

At this point, its flight is a little crooked.

Kozlov tried his best to control his body, but the nerves paralyzed by alcohol, the reaction was quite slow, for example, just now, he accidentally squinted, his body pressed against the lever, the plane actually dived down, almost fell into the sea, fortunately the window was open, the cold wind woke him up, he pulled the plane up.

This caused the remaining two crew members to pinch a cold sweat, but after more than an hour of flying, Kozlov's alcohol gradually dissipated, and his mind had begun to sober up.

Twenty minutes remained, Kozlov felt something shining in the sky in the distance, and at that moment his navigator spoke: "Not good, the fighters of the Germans, are intercepting our bomber forces. ”

The shining points of light are bombers burning, and looking at that, your own troops may be wiped out.

Kozlov noticed this, and the plane dived down again.

"Kozlov, wake up!" The navigator shouted loudly, thinking the pilot was asleep again.

The sea is getting closer and closer, and the navigator is sitting at the front of the plane, and if he plunges into the sea, he must be the first to come into close contact with the sea. He felt his heart skip out.

So, he shouted even louder, and even the machine gunner shouted along.

"I'm fine, we have to fly at a very low altitude over the sea before we can fly over." Kozlov looked at the fireballs in the sky and said lightly.

At this time, his colleagues are dying, and he has to take advantage of the opportunity of his colleagues' sacrifices to pass through the opponent's air defense network.

The sky-blue Il-4 almost blends with the sea, and it is not easy to spot him from the sky, even from five kilometers away.

Kozlov's Il-4 bomber was flying at an ultra-low altitude less than ten meters above the surface of the sea, and the three people in the cabin were all heavy as they watched the battle overhead.

They were not detected, and with the help of ultra-low-altitude cover, they had already broken into the zone of air defense of the German fleet!

The two engines were still spinning at high speed, and every second of their time was now precious, and they were going to fly over the German fleet before the German pilots noticed them!

No one spoke, only the engine rumbled, Kozlov looked at the sea and sky in the distance, and gradually, a fleet appeared in his sight.

At this time, the fleet was still in a position of release and recovery, the whole fleet was sailing against the wind at high speed, the aircraft carrier Hitler was in the middle, and on the beveled deck, Ancruz was aiming at the narrow deck.

"The height is a little high, please keep descending the height!" The voice of the guide came through the headphones.

Ancruz tried to push all the levers through, but it didn't work, and he knew he wasn't in the right state without the guidance of the guide.

Ancruz looked down at a meter in front of him, the pointer had gradually reset to zero.

It was the pressure indicator of the hydraulic lever, and when he flew back, the pressure was constantly decreasing, and he knew that the situation was not good.

Just now he was shot, the hydraulic oil pipe was also broken, the hydraulic oil was constantly leaking, resulting in the operation gradually inconvenient, he thought he could hold on to the landing, but now, the plane has not listened to the call.

No, you can't give up your own fighter! He also wanted to draw five more small black crosses on the nose of his plane after landing!