Chapter 10: The Master of Emptiness (3)

In a low "squeak" sound, a blue-gray painted winged "Seahawk II" attack aircraft slowly rose to the deck with the elevator, and the early morning sun spilled down from the opening above the elevator, and Madoni, who was sitting in the open cabin, was quietly bathed in this heavenly holy light.

A blind, blinding glare of light forced Madoni to close his eyes, but he could clearly feel that the elevator had stopped, the fresh sea breeze blowing in his face, and everything was clear, with the roaring engines and high-speed propellers in the distance, and the dense sound of gunfire and the roar of returning bombers in the distance.

In this energetic and combative environment, Lieutenant Colonel Madonny's blood began to boil, and his plane was slowly moving, this time the crew was pushing it to the take-off position. There, the attack aircraft of the Madonie squadron were concentrating and waiting for takeoff.

Call......

Madonie took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes with some reluctance, and the blue sea and gray-painted warships suddenly appeared in front of him, surrounded by familiar decks, familiar bridges, and familiar faces. Looking around, Madonie saw that nearly half of the pilots and attack planes in his squadron were ready to take off, and the elevators in front were still busy sending the remaining men and planes to the flight deck.

"Good luck!"

A young pilot next to him sent his blessings very seriously, and Madonie also gave a thumbs up to the other party, he had already told the pilots about the tasks and tactics to be explained when he was below, and now what he had to do was to get rid of all distractions and enter the best flight and combat state, all words were superfluous.

Despite his calm personality, Madonie is actually only 26 years old, the youngest lieutenant colonel in the navy. In fact, at present, the pilots of the navy's carrier-based aircraft are under the age of 30, and most of them are 22 to 25 years old.

Inadvertently, Madonie glanced up at the starboard bridge, where the captain of the Lisa, Commodore Englehardt, was standing in the cold morning wind, his indifferent and noble gaze seemed to be watching the air battle in the distance, although from here you could only see black dots moving rapidly in the sky, and from time to time there were smoking or non-smoking black dots falling downward. Judging from the timing of the battle and the state of stalemate, Madoni knew that the British Air Force this time was by no means good.

On the "Prince" on the right side of the "Lisa," the last fighter plane finally flew off the deck, and it soon joined the group of fighters that were assembling and circling in the airspace, and more than 30 "hummingbirds" lined up in a four-plane formation immediately left the fleet and flew in the direction of the battlefield. Coupled with the British 4th Fighter Squadron, which had just appeared on the edge of the battlefield, the participation of these new blood in the battle would make that air battle even more intense and exciting.

After just one long shot, the three Lewis machine guns on Jimmy's plane clicked in unison, which also meant that the bullets in their round cartridges were empty, and it was a very troublesome thing to change the cartridges in the air, especially in battles where enemy aircraft could attack at any time, but the 97 rounds of a cartridge plate was a bit small for a fighter. Before pulling up the plane in a depressed manner, Jimmy took one last look at the target he was chasing, a German "Seahawk II" attack plane, and he had to sincerely admire the German pilot on it. Jimmy had always thought that he was very good at getting rid of the enemy's attacks, and it was not entirely by luck to fly the old reconnaissance plane to evade the pursuit of the German fighter twice, but every time Jimmy's bullet was about to hit the opponent, the German pilot was able to make his plane sideways, roll and turn sharply like a loach to dodge the attack, and what was even more incredible was that he didn't even have to look back. In terms of dodge skills, Jimmy found that he was not on the same level as his opponent, and although his "Eagle" was close to 10 kilometers per hour faster than the German "Sea Eagle II", the opponent's excellent flying skills made it impossible for him to get within 500 meters.

"Oh God! Did I meet Germany's strongest ace pilot? ”

Jimmy muttered discontentedly as he pulled out a new cartridge from the cockpit, three Lewis on either side of the frontal aiming range and in the middle of the upper wing, roughly on the pilot's right hand and overhead, with a small bezel on the top of the head to prevent the ejected shells from hitting the pilot's head.

Another proud little work of British aircraft engineers is that the pilot who pilots the "Eagle" fighter only needs to pull the firing stick inside the cockpit to make the three machine guns on the plane fire at the same time, although this principle seems very simple, but before this only German aircraft can do this, Britain, France and even the United States originally relied on the pilot to pull the trigger of the machine gun, but this is extremely unfavorable for the pilot to control the aircraft.

The British tactic was that when one plane changed the ammunition plate, the other two planes in the three-plane formation were on guard in the flank and rear, so as the British fighters began to change the ammunition plate, the British attack suddenly weakened a lot, and the German attack plane, which was in a state of pursuit just now due to the initial high disadvantage, finally had a chance to change the situation.

Jimmy didn't know that the pilot of the German attack plane he was chasing just now was a young and somewhat surprising German naval second lieutenant, and the 19-year-old Wolfram had only been a naval pilot for only three months, and after graduating from the Königsberg Military Academy Flight Academy, he went directly to serve on the new aircraft carrier "Prince". It's just that compared to the British pilots, who could only play with models on the ground, the German pilots were able to improve their skills through enough practical flight training. During the day-to-day training, the new pilots were constantly engaged in simulated air combat with experienced pilots, and at the beginning they were quickly "shot down" by others, and as the number of encounters with the masters increased, the skills of the novices such as Wolfram to evade and attack greatly improved.

Compared to those old German fighter pilots, Jimmy's tactics are simple and poor in shooting skills when attacking alone, while in the three-plane squad tactics, his two wingmen do not directly assist him in attacking the German plane in front, which is also the situation encountered by most British pilots, who have the advantage of position and situation but rarely have the opportunity to hit the other side, and when it is time for him to change the ammunition plate, trouble will follow.

As Jimmy reloads the machine gun on the left-hand side, the German attack plane he was chasing quietly disappears from sight, and when it is the turn of the right-hand machine gun to reload, several strings of machine-gun bullets from the rear force his wingman to evade and break away from the three-plane formation under the pursuit of the two German planes.

Just as Jimmy, who had lost cover, was hesitating whether to continue with the cartridge of the third machine gun or to assist his wingman in the past, Wolfram and his attack aircraft ghostly appeared behind Jimmy. Wolfram was joined in a two-plane formation by a veteran pilot who had previously served on the Lisa, and his plane was more than 300 meters behind the right, responsible for preventing other British planes from sneaking up from behind.

At this point, Jimmy finally became nervous, and without the help of his wingman, he seemed to be back in the French battlefield, he swayed his wings from side to side to try to get rid of the other party by changing direction, but every time he turned back, the opponent's plane was not pulled down at all. For Wolfram, the British pilot's evasion skills were clearly inferior to his opponents in training.

The firepower of the 4 machine guns on the "Sea Hawk II" is amazing, and the "Firebird" machine gun with ammunition feed does not need to waste a lot of time changing ammunition like the Lewis machine gun, but Wolfram did not shoot at the other side for a long time, because his ammunition was only enough for one short shot, and his partner had just run out of ammunition after shooting down another British plane, and the other German attack aircraft here were basically in a similar situation, because before the fight with the British fighter group, This squadron of German attack aircraft had already dropped bombs and strafed British targets on the ground. However, after receiving the order to cover the retreat of the bombers, even the attack planes that were about to run out of ammunition had to participate in blocking the ranks of British fighters, and many British pilots were temporarily escaped.

The 28-year-old Jimmy made all kinds of dodge moves he tried and thought about again and again, and his engine roared and gasped again and again because of the plane's changing speed, and the last accelerated left turn just now seemed to Jimmy to be absolutely perfect, but the opponent's accurate cross-cut made his left turn pale and weak, and the distance between the two planes did not increase but decreased. Seeing that the distance between the opponent and himself had been reduced to less than 400 meters, Jimmy felt that the opponent would send him back to the ground with a long shot at any time, which made him dare not relax for even a second, and he decided to climb, using the advantage of the ceiling to make the shadow German plane unable to pursue him.

The Eagle engine buzzed again as Jimmy pulled the plane, and the 150-horsepower Steven engine at full load allowed Jimmy and his Eagle to fly away from the ground as fast as they could.

Wolfram did not hesitate, he would not give up because of this action of the opponent, several times it was only a little close, his hand was about to press the shooting button, because it could only be a short shot, he needed to get closer to the opponent, even if it was only 50 meters.

"I have a ceiling advantage of 200 meters!"

Jimmy mentally reminded himself over and over again that the pressure of being in close proximity for a long time had made him highly nervous, and his last few maneuvers seemed to be starting to stiffen a little. Now without looking back, he could tell by ear that the damned German plane was still following closely, and that his own two wingmen were scattered by the German planes and then disappeared, perhaps one of them that had just been dragging smoke to the ground in the distance.

The sun had not yet risen above people's heads in the morning, so neither Jimmy nor Wolfram had to worry about the sun adversely affecting their climb, and they quickly climbed from 1,600 meters to 3,000 meters, then 3,300 meters, and then 3,500 meters......

"Hell!" Wolfram glanced at the altimeter, his plane was soon about to reach an altitude of 3700 meters! After thousands of flight tests in various climatic conditions, the designers warned the German pilots not to exceed the altitude limit of 3,700 meters in non-emergency situations, once the engine stalled once the altitude was exceeded, try to maintain balance during the fall of the aircraft, their Sunshine engine still has the possibility of restarting, but the fuselage of the aircraft may not be able to withstand the huge centrifugal force pulled up at high speed, so in this case the pilot must be ready to parachute at any time.

Finally, Wolfram pulled the trigger more than 400 meters away from the opponent, and four strings of bullets flew into the blue sky with his last expectation, towards the British fighter plane, which was still climbing upward. Even though he was re-extended by the opponent during the climb, his short shot showed a high degree of accuracy, but unfortunately the bullets only hit the wings of the opponent's plane, and the poor result was a few pieces of wood chips falling from the British plane.

Wolfram could only watch the British march away, and the young ensign felt extremely sorry that he was so close to his first victory. Wolfram and his partner circled around at an altitude of about 3,600 meters and then began to return home, the only consolation was that the view from this altitude was very good, the half below was the blue glass sea, the battleships were toy boats, and the second wave of landing ships was like a group of tadpoles gathered on the shore; The other half was white ground, and the ant-like soldiers were still trying to storm inland, and they were already some distance from the coastline.

Jimmy was relieved when the sound of the engine faded away, he felt that this battle was worse than any encounter he had ever experienced before, when machine guns were chasing machine guns, and the Germans were not at all desperate to the death as they were now.

When the number on the altimeter was close to 4000 meters, Jimmy also stopped climbing and began to fly horizontally, looking at the two German planes that had no choice but to leave behind, Jimmy had an indescribable sense of pride in his heart, he took out a black round cartridge from the cockpit in a hurry, in fact, he was much luckier than the French pilot, because the French originally put on the plane used a bullet plate to feed the ammunition, and every 20 rounds had to be loaded, but unfortunately the French did not have time to improve in this regard, Their country was completely defeated by Germany.

Cough...... Cough......

Jimmy's heart sinks when there is a heavy cough from the engine part, which is definitely not a good sign. After a few intermittent coughs, the propeller stopped spinning with a grunt. Jimmy's hand holding the bullet plate froze in the air, and under the effect of gravity, the heavy nose of the plane was the first to show its attachment to the earth, and the whole plane immediately slid diagonally downward, faster and faster, and soon exceeded the maximum scale on the speedometer.

The oncoming wind was getting stronger, Jimmy's face was blown out of shape, and he tried to pull the joystick to try to get his plane to glide, but his plane seemed to have decided to strike completely, and the engine showed no sign of reviving again. Jimmy, who climbed out of the cabin with a parachute on his back, was able to pray that he would not fall into the icy sea.

As the fighters from the carrier formation flew under the wings, Wolfram glanced back at the battlefield, the air combat area had expanded considerably, many British and German planes were still chasing each other, and farther away, another group of fighters was also approaching the battlefield. With German fighter groups joining the air fray and the remaining German attack aircraft returning home, the air battle over Bonemouth is turning into a real fighter battle.

Although the British plane was not shot down by himself, Wolfram was able to indirectly assist the opponent to score an own goal, and did not show any nervousness and restraint in his first air encounter, the young ensign seemed to have a talent for flying, which is probably also a fine tradition of their family, because his older brother, Manfred. Feng. Richthofen was a very good air force pilot.

"Wolfram. Feng. Richthofen, you did a great job today! ”

Wolfram's partner and teacher, Lieutenant Lot, who had fought in two battles in the North Sea, gave a thumbs up. The naval aviation unit that made a big splash in the Battle of the North Sea has surpassed the Royal Guards and the East Prussian Regiment to become the most desirable unit for German soldiers, so after the "Prince" was launched, the number of applicants who voluntarily joined the carrier-based aircraft unit of the aircraft carrier reached as many as 100,000, some of these people originally belonged to the army units, some served on ordinary ships of the navy, and some were irregular soldiers and even civilians.

Therefore, on the newly commissioned aircraft carrier "Prince", there are indeed a large number of such eye-catching rising stars as Wolfram. For example, the 21-year-old Herman of the fighter squadron. Goering, who had been transferred from the Army three months ago and was now able to take out a lot of veteran pilots in simulated air battles, another 22-year-old fighter pilot, Robert Brown. Ritter. Feng. Graeme, on the other hand, is a handsome and somewhat suffocating fellow, and his flying skills are better than many of his predecessors.

Wolfram also gave a thumbs up to his partner, as an attack pilot, Roth is also a powerful character, in his usual training, he can fly an attack plane without bombs to fight fighter fighters, but unfortunately today his bullets are mostly used for ground strafing, which also limits him to achieve more results, but shooting down an "eagle" is still enough to make him head high.

When the last German attack aircraft withdrew from the battle, the first air battle between the German 2nd Carrier-Based Attack Aircraft Squadron and the British Royal 1st Fighter Squadron lasted only 10 minutes. In the course of 10 minutes, 7 German attack planes and 12 British fighters crashed to the ground or into the sea, and the pilots of both sides were killed or wounded. In these 10 minutes, 32 Hai "Hummingbird" fighters took off, assembled and flew into battle from an aircraft carrier formation 10 nautical miles away, and this reaction speed was still satisfactory to the German generals, after all, the 10-nautical-mile journey took them about six minutes.

Jimmy's prayer worked, but when the solid ground appeared under his feet, the "old cat of nine lives" did not feel lucky, thousands of German infantry in gray uniforms had been waiting below for a long time, more than a dozen tanks were driving out of the landing ship, on this busy beach, Jimmy had no chance of escape, even if he really had nine lives, I am afraid that he would have to stay in the German prisoner of war camp until the end of the war.