Chapter 673: Don't Fall Ambition

In the furious roar of the engine, the oncoming air flow poured into the cockpit through the hatch opening, and the pointer of the speed meter became a small fan, and the reading of the altimeter dropped from more than 300 meters to double digits in the blink of an eye...... Colonel von Richthofen's face was tense, his eyes seemed to be unfocused, but he was always paying attention to the flight status of the landline. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info one side of the flap is out of control, the wing and fuselage are damaged, such an aircraft is very easy to lose balance and fall into the "death spiral", in that case the pilot will not even have a chance to escape!

Under the control of Colonel von Richthofen, the nearly 4-ton Fokker G-51 swooped down at high speed, seeing that it would land in a catastrophic way, the nose of the plane was miraculously pulled up more than ten degrees, and the flight trajectory was then drawn a full arc, but at this time, the flight speed of the fighter was much faster than the standard for safe landing, and what was worse was that the enemy fighter that damaged it twice was still following reluctantly, apparently preparing to make up for the last knife.

Colonel von Richthofen's life hung on the line, but since he chose the former between a forced landing and a forced parachute jump, he put aside his fear and all distractions, and tried his best to control the situation with his years of flying experience and knowledge of the aircraft's performance. After getting out of the arc, the flight altitude of the aircraft is still decreasing, and in this state, whether it is pulling up the level flight or climbing, Richthofen quickly adjusted the throttle valve and elevator, the human senses may not be able to perceive the subtle changes of the aircraft in flight, but the reading of the airspeed meter can truthfully reflect the fact that the flight speed has decreased. If external interference can be excluded, it is not too difficult to find a runway or level the grass to make a forced landing after the speed is reduced to a safe range. But it wasn't long before Richthofen caught a glimpse of the pursuer in the rearview mirror, the white-painted monoplane taking advantage of the dive, flying much faster than the broken Fokker G-51, and closing the distance a little more, the enemy pilot could open fire.

Just when Richthofen had nothing to do but pray silently, the rescuers arrived just in time. In a burst of popping beans, the murderous pursuer in the rearview mirror instantly turned into a torch burning in the air. Immediately afterwards, a gray-painted Fokker G-51 came into view, which pulled up nimbly from the dive state, like a puppy welcoming its owner home, and swayed left and right behind Richthofen, but I don't know if it was a radio failure or a frequency problem, Richthofen's headset did not hear a friendly call.

Knowing that the precious opportunity was fleeting, Richthofen did not dare to hesitate, and continued to reduce the altitude according to the forced landing operation that he had explored in the past, due to the failure of the flaps, in order to ensure the safety factor of landing as much as possible, the flight speed was as low as possible, but at this time, the flight speed of the fighter was still above 350 kilometers per hour. In front of us are runways No. 5 and No. 6 located in the north of the airport, and the smooth runways are full of messes, with piles of fighter wreckage on the left and right, and large and small craters can be seen everywhere, which is obviously no longer suitable for normal take-off and landing of aircraft. To the north of the runway is a large area of flat and open grass, and the ground is hard enough to support ordinary fighters to take off and land, but here there are many anti-aircraft artillery positions, and the aircraft must carefully control the direction during the landing and taxiing; The outer edge of the meadow is a fence of barbed wire at the edge of the airport, and beyond is the uneven field and small patches of wood, and a forced landing on such terrain should only be considered as a last resort.

After a quick observation, Baron von Richthofen chose the grass on the north side of runway six, where there was a safe space of three to four hundred meters for him to park his plane. After a short period of smooth flight, the bruised Fokker G-51 had reduced its flight altitude to more than 20 meters, and it maintained a good flight attitude, but the speed had not yet been adjusted to the ideal program.

As soon as Richthofen saw the landing gear lights turn red as he wished, the crisis struck again: two white-painted biplanes swooped down from above the rear and fired fiercely at friendly planes that were covering them, and the Fokker G-51 swung its wings and swerved sharply to avoid it. The three planes quickly flew out of the rearview mirror, Richthofen hurriedly turned his head and glanced at it, although the friendly planes had the speed, but the two enemy planes came prepared, took the lead and occupied a favorable position, and the continuous shooting forced the German fighters to make continuous air maneuvers, so that the strength of absolute speed could not be brought into play, and the two enemy planes took the opportunity to maintain the pursuit distance.

If another enemy plane came out of nowhere, Richthofen and his nearly paralyzed plane would probably not have the good fortune to escape again. Forced by the situation, the baron gently pushed the joystick, and the Fokker G-51 suddenly pressed the nose forward, and assumed a diving posture at a height close to the ground, estimating that it was only a few meters above the ground......

The wheels touched the ground, the body shook violently as if it was about to fall apart, and the unprecedented tremor made Richthofen's heart hang, he instinctively pressed the joystick and reduced the output of the throttle valve, but the plane still jumped up violently after taxiing more than ten meters, at this time adjusting the tail rudder did not work at all, the plane immediately fell heavily, and there was a harsh noise inside the body, and the tremor seemed to increase a level. The driver was not good, but the Fokker G-51 persisted tenaciously, and then jumped a few times irregularly. Although the tail brake was not activated, the plane still slowed down significantly during taxiing, and the risk of forced landing was sharply reduced, but just when the situation improved, the fuselage seemed to have suddenly received a heavy blow, and a strange roar came from below, and the fuselage leaned to the right. Richthofen watched as the right wing rubbed against the ground and then broke off from the middle, and the high-speed propeller also touched the ground, and in an instant dust flew everywhere, and the sharp grinding sound was like an iron spoon continuously scraping porcelain, making people feel very bad from head to toe, from the inside out.

Blinded by dust and confused, the plane was completely out of control, and a sudden centrifugal force pressed Richthofen against the back of his chair...... Except for holding the joystick with both hands and pressing his feet against the bilge, he simply prayed instinctively.

After a few seconds, the plane finally stopped moving, and Richthofen was already in a dizzy state, and even felt his internal organs churning, but instead of waiting for consciousness to fully regain consciousness, he struggled to push open the cracked canopy, climbed out of the cockpit with force, and then rolled down the wing to the ground, staggering away from the plane - knowing that the plane still had two-thirds of the base ammunition and nearly full fuel tanks, in the event of an explosion or deflagration, In an instant, he can turn himself into a charred corpse.

After running more than ten meters in his soul, Richthofen finally fell to the ground, and the smell of the earth made him feel like he had been reborn in an instant. He turned around and faced up, the drifting smoke could not cover the blue sky, the blazing sun gradually dispelled the deep cold of fear, it seemed that at this moment, he could be a spectator, standing on the ground to see what the fierce air battle was like, but the sudden roar dragged him back to the cruel reality, only to see a white biplane swooping down from the direction he had not paid attention to before, it was like a falcon fluttering rabbit, the attack posture had been adjusted in place, realizing that he could not dodge and escape, Richthofen fell from heaven to hell in an instant, but he did not fall into endless despair until the dust settled.

Maybe there will be miracles......

The first wave of air raids on the Azores had more than 350 American and British warplanes, most of which flew over the island of Texel, while less than 100 German fighters successfully took off to meet them. After a short but fierce battle, the raider side had the upper hand, and as far as the eye could see, the few gray fighters were being chased by the white fighters with superior numbers and great momentum. As far as Richthofen could see, there was no German fighter that could help him, so his only hope was that the enemy plane would miss, but the opposing pilot was extremely calm, he could carry out an effective attack at an altitude of two or three hundred meters, and he did not fire until the height of 100 meters, and the nose of this white warhawk seemed to be completely aimed at Richthofen who got up. At such a distance, it seemed that there was no reason to miss, and with Richthofen, he was 90% sure that he would beat the target into a pile of mud.

If he had really changed Richthofen, he would never attack a pilot who survived after the plane was shot down, which was both a respect for his opponent and his own pride.

The white fighter in front of me finally opened fire, only to see its nose and tongue of fire jumping, and two strings of bullets poured down. Richthofen's eyes were wide open, and he watched in amazement as the enemy plane whizzed overhead—it had already pulled up before it could fire, so the bullet swept towards his dilapidated but repaired plane, and hit the fuselage accurately.

Richthofen quickly turned around and watched with mixed feelings as the fighter plane painted with the ring badge flew away. Judging by its contour, it was supposed to be a carrier-based bomber rather than a fighter, and the two machine guns mounted in the nose were auxiliary weapons for self-defense. If the Fokker G-51 were encountered in the air, this slow biplane bomber would not be able to fight back at all.

The scene just now made Richthofen suddenly have a new understanding of the gentlemen and chivalry of the British, and also gave him a new idea about the inner nature of war, but admiration does not mean that he retreats, the duty of a soldier and the yearning for honor of the individual, if he encounters this British fighter plane in the air, he will still shoot it down without hesitation.

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