In terms of flight technology, the two are actually comparable, and in this case, the performance of the weapon becomes a decisive factor.

If Roy was piloting the latest P-51 fighter, he could still compete with the Alcatel, but now, his P-39 Flying Snake at low and medium altitudes, after climbing to the high altitude, can only be the prey of the F190.

If he didn't climb at the beginning, it wouldn't be safe, and after the Alcatel pulled up, he could dive down from the air at any time, which is why the fighter has always pursued altitude.

As long as you fly higher than you, you can hit as much as you want, and run as you want.

At this time, Roy is fighting against death, and he wants to open his cabin door, which is the same thing as the car door.

Just after his plane was hit in the tail, the 20-mm shell directly tore a big hole and hit the engine just right.

If it was an air-cooled engine, it would have been possible to continue working if one or two cylinders had been broken, but the liquid-cooled engine was completely out of order, and when all the lights were on the dashboard, Roy immediately gave up on salvaging the plane, and now, he needed to parachute immediately.

However, the parachute jump of such an aircraft is quite not easy.

The pilot's favorite way to open the hatch is the way the top pushes back to open the hatch.

In the air, as long as the fixed lock of the hatch cover is unfastened, under the impact of the air flow in front, the hatch can be easily pushed to the back, and the top is empty, so that as long as the plane is buckled upside down, the pilot can fall from the plane with both feet.

This is the safest and safest way to do it.

Even now, some pilots don't like to close the hatch cover, just to facilitate escape at any time.

And the side-opening hatch cover is always the most tiresome for the pilot.

I don't know what the aircraft designers think, maybe they think that in order to make it easier for the pilot to get on and off, anyway, the engine of this aircraft is in the back, and the front can be arranged as much as you want.

Therefore, I actually came up with a scheme with the same door as the car, yes, it is convenient for the pilot to get on and off the plane, step on the wings, and get on the plane as if he got on the car.

Pilots are not afraid of difficulties in getting on the plane, as long as they are old pilots, the steps of jumping into the cockpit have long been proficient, and there is nothing particularly convenient to get a car door up, on the contrary, in the current time, it is simply the most pitiful.

Roy couldn't open the hatch.

Now, the plane is still flying forward at a speed of more than 400 meters per second, which is a posture that Roy has worked hard to maintain, but the hatch cannot be opened.

The hinges of the hatch are in the front, the handle is in the back, and if he wants to get out, he can only push the hatch forward.

With a few hundred meters per second, this is simply impossible, try walking forward with an umbrella on a windy day? Now it's winds of a few hundred meters per second!

The hatch didn't move. After two pushes, Roy gave up.

It's impossible to push away.

Can't open the hatch, stay here is a dead end, although Roy has activated the fire extinguishing system, those behind the flames are still jumping up, fortunately now the fuel in the body is almost burned out, if the plane is full, maybe it will explode.

Roy turned his head to look behind him, and saw that the flames had already jumped up, and he didn't have time!

Ruthless, Roy looked at the window, there was only one way.

The hatch couldn't be opened, but the window on the hatch had been rolled down, and in that position, he could barely climb out, but he couldn't carry an umbrella bag.

At this time, there can be no more hesitation.

Roy quickly removed his bag and began to climb out of the window.

It took almost a handful of his feet to finally climb out, and then, with great effort, he moved his body again to get back to the umbrella bag in the cockpit.

If you can go back alive this time, you must find someone from Bell Company to work hard!

At this time, the Flying Snake fighter, which had finally flown level, was rapidly falling, and when Roy stood firm on the plane and wanted to probe in to get the umbrella bag, the situation changed again.

Suddenly, the left wing was deflected downward, and the plane rolled and began to fall downward.

"Oh, Shit!" Roy was furious, one of his hands hooked the umbrella bag, and when he pulled the umbrella bag outward, he accidentally hooked the lever!

The plane tumbled and began to fall downward, and Roy desperately held his umbrella bag, trying to pull it out of it.

In the sharp air current, the face on Roy's face was blown extremely hideous by the wind, and his body was slowly frozen.

Roy was still trying, but unfortunately, he still didn't pull the parachute bag out, and the plane was tumbling, and he was thrown off the wing.

At this time, there was still a thousand meters above the ground, and Roy was in the air, making a perfect parabola.

"He's alive!" At this time, Safonov was operating his fighter plane, approaching the plane that was falling, and when he saw the pilot getting off the plane, his hands and legs were still shaking, and he couldn't help shouting on the radio.

He gave up chasing the German fighters, and when he saw that the plane was being beaten to smoke, he came over and flew around the plane, and now, at last, he saw the pilot jump out, and he wanted to cheer.

But then, he was not so optimistic, and he could clearly see that the other party was not carrying an umbrella bag on his back.

No umbrella bag, no umbrella bag!

Safonov flew his fighter jet and swooped down, trying to follow the hapless American flying companion, and he even wanted to catch the colleague with his own fighter jet, but that kind of aerial acrobatics could only be seen in the movies.

Safonov's plane could not keep up with the fall of the other party at all, he could only watch the other party roll down, the opponent's hands waved weakly in the sky, and Safonov's eyes moistened.

Perhaps, this is the last time of his life?

Roy's thoughts gradually became clearer in the fall, and the sound of whirring wind came from his ears, and he even closed his eyes.

By now, Roy was actually in his early thirties, and it was in the prime of life that he recalled his life.

When he was a child, Roy was interested in flying, and when he was in junior high school, he signed up for a glider training camp, and after a summer of practice, he mastered the operation of a glider.

When he flew into the sky, Roy could never forget this feeling, he was blown by the wind on his cheeks, and there were white clouds around him, he was the prince in the sky, stepping on the white clouds!

At the same time, during the flight, he also met the love of his life, the daughter of the owner of the flying club, the blonde girl with blue eyes, the two knew each other, loved each other, and now have two children.

In this life, I have no regrets.

Roy had encountered five dangers, each time he saved the day, and this time, he knew that he could never work miracles again, this red country, all atheists, will God come to bless him?

"Boom!" At this moment, Roy's body had already felt a violent impact.