Two Spitfires rushed through the sky one after the other towards the huge German bomber fleet. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info They had to face a huge number of bombers, and a huge number of fighters to cover these bombers.

Before they could get close to their target, four escort ME-109E fighters entangled them. Then several fighters rolled over each other in the sky.

The fighting on the third day was still fierce, and the battle on the ground was as suffocating as the battle in the sky.

German fighter pilots nimbly piloted their own fighters, covering each other with rolls, and shot down a struggling British fighter.

The other remaining British fighter had no intention of retreating, and was still entangled with the other two German planes.

Soon, more British fighters appeared in the clouds in the distance, and they rushed in the direction of the German fighters with great vigour, looking like they were not dying.

Encountering so many counterattacking aircraft, the German aircraft units did not entangle, and began to drive their own planes to turn away.

Now it only takes a few minutes to fly back and enter the German occupation zone. Once there, it was safe, and the British planes had no choice but to retreat.

This was a huge advantage that the ground victory gave to the Luftwaffe, with which they could attack with impunity in the direction of London.

London, which lacked an early warning system and early warning time, now has no good way to defend itself against Luftwaffe attacks.

Looking from the sky to the ground, there was black smoke everywhere, and it was impossible to see the exact location of the Thames.

The British fighters did not give up their chances, and pursued along the way the German fighters, who were no more numerically than them.

But before they could realize that they had entered the German-occupied zone, they ran into the German fighter unit that was rushing at them, guarding the sky above their troops.

The numbers of both sides changed all at once, and the superior side became the inferior side. The hunter, who had just been chasing his prey, was now a lamb to the slaughter.

Ten FW-190 fighters swooped down from the clouds, breaking up the formation of the British fighter force at once.

White piloted his Spitfire to dodge a dive attack by the German fighter pilot, and just barely managed to stabilize his fighter when he saw a teammate's plane catch fire and explode.

"German fighters! German fighters! Pay attention to the eleven o'clock direction! Pay attention to the eleven o'clock direction! Inside the headset, an ace pilot of the British army reminded his comrades loudly.

Before his words fell, the German ME-109E fighters rushing towards him at eleven o'clock joined the battle group.

The British planes became chaotic in an instant, and many of them began to fight on their own, and some of the American volunteer pilots began to turn their noses and retreat.

As a pilot in Britain, White did not receive an order to retreat, he could only grit his teeth and insist on piloting his fighter jets, entangled with the German planes rushing over.

Although the number of both sides was about the same, the fighters in the hands of the Germans seemed to be more difficult to lock on than before.

These planes are more agile in the skies than before, and they are more proficient in fighting P-40s and Spitfires.

A German fighter with red stripes on the fuselage near the tail bites a British P-40 fighter and is viciously closing the distance, and when White is about to go up to help, the guy opens fire fiercely.

Although he didn't want to admit it, White knew the plane, remembered the striking red number 13 on the plane, and the blood-red logo.

It was the plane that chased and killed him for a long time during the Battle of Brest, and it was this plane that made him feel the call of death.

In the second that White was distracted by the recollection, the red 13 had already smashed the P-40 fighter in front of him, went in circles, and rushed towards another British plane.

For a fighter pilot who is familiar with the enemy, it is easy to set a trap to oppress or lure the opponent into an unfavorable environment, and then find an opportunity to take them out.

Barr piloted his Red 13 fighter like a steel knife that cut through butter, with ease and power.

The comrades-in-arms who followed him were also experienced elites in a hundred battles, and they were all well-known figures in the Luftwaffe.

These men were carefully selected by Goering, and their troops were tasked with hunting in the skies, with the task of taking out British planes that came to seek death.

Each of the pilots of the Safari Force is a powerful character, they know their own planes as well as the enemy's planes, and if they are allowed to find their chances, the opponent will be dead.

It was only after several British planes were killed by these nimble air reapers, that the British rookie pilots realized the gap between themselves and the enemy.

Even before that, White was aware of the seriousness of the problem. These German pilots came out to fight with the British planes, and they had no chance of winning!

Unlike those rookies who were shot down, White was also an ace pilot, he had a lot of combat experience, having shot down 9 German planes.

He was also a valuable senior pilot for the entire British Air Force, and Dowding did not want such a pilot to be wasted on the battlefield if it were not at the end of the road.

"Danger! Dangerous! There are more and more German planes, and we are over enemy-occupied areas! Damn it! The commander complained loudly over the radio as he saw 10 more German planes joining the battle.

None of the JU-88 bombers that he was chasing and killing were out of sight, and now the sky was full of German dexterous single-engine fighters soaring.

White could only take his rookie wingman pilots to support himself in the battle circle, looking for an opportunity to sneak up on the advancing German fighters, trying to find a chance to expand his own record to 10 aircraft.

However, there were fewer and fewer friendly planes around him, and the wingman pilot was nervously shouting over the radio, and the whole scene became more and more chaotic, which made White distraught.

Joining the fray is the FW-190D fighter with a new engine, which surpasses the Spitfire in speed and is the most advanced fighter in the world today.

Although there were not many of them, their arrival shattered the last hope of the British army to be entangled. The British fighters began to retreat, and the German fighters began to chase and kill.

White's fighter jet was swerved by a row of holes from bullets flying out of nowhere, and he had to steer carefully to avoid his plane breaking in the sky.

It wasn't until he stabilized his plane that he realized that his wingman had lost contact again. He didn't know if the wingman had been shot down, so he had to return home alone.

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The battle over London had been going on for almost 40 minutes, and the losses of British fighters were rising in a straight line.

Dowding stood in front of his headquarters, in front of the huge sand table map, stimulated by one tragic loss after another, unable to say a word.

In a small battle just now, his troops had already lost about 50 aircraft. This loss could not be made up for in a short period of time, and he could only rely on the rest of the men to continue fighting.

The number of fighters that can take off and fight is getting smaller and smaller, and he no longer has the ability to fight for air supremacy near the battlefield.

Not only near the battlefield, but now even over London, he is not much sure that he can hold it. The Germans would soon be able to bomb London with impunity, turning it into a scorched earth.

Grabbing the phone in front of him, and after hesitating for a while, Dowding finally had to call Churchill's phone: "Sir, I'm Dowding...... I know about the bombing of London, we lost at least 50 planes in the air battle just now. ”

He didn't bother to ask how many German planes he shot down now - even if he exchanged 50 planes for 60 planes of the Germans, he Douding couldn't afford to change them now.

It didn't matter if the Germans lost 200 planes, but if the British lost another 150 planes, then Dowding would have no planes to take off and fight.

Therefore, even if the British pilots bravely shot down 28 German planes just now, this achievement is not worth mentioning in the face of losses.

"Hold as steady as you can over London...... I don't have the energy to talk to you about fighter jets right now. "Churchill looked very tired on the other end of the phone.

Without waiting for Dow Ding to continue to say anything, the other party continued: "Buckingham Palace was half blown up, and now the fire brigade is fighting the fire there, although the royal family members are safe, but I have to deal with the follow-up matters......"

At this point, Churchill hung up. It seems that the prime minister is now also taking care of one thing and the other, and he simply does not have the energy to ask about such a thing as the loss of the Air Force's fighter units.

Helplessly, Dowding shook his head, hung the receiver on the telephone, and then turned his gaze back to the huge map hanging on the wall in the distance.

There is no longer enough time to deploy radar stations on the outskirts of London or on both flanks of German-occupied territory. Even if construction begins in a hurry, who can guarantee that the Germans will not attack these areas further?

Without radar, Dow would have no early warning. London is so close to the front line that even if there is an early warning, it will not be too late to evacuate civilians.

Today's bombing losses have not yet been counted, and when the data comes out, it is estimated that everyone's faces will become very exciting.

Thousands of people will have died in the bombardment, and countless houses will collapse. The city of London, which has managed to recover some of its strength in the last three months, is now on fire again.

The capital of the former world hegemon has become the front line of the war at this moment. It will soon become a battlefield, and everyone here will see the spectacle of the metropolis descending into hell.