Chapter 689: A Guy More Powerful Than a Wild Sow

"Report to the marshal, we have not received any information at the moment, but we can immediately get in touch with the command of the front. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" headed by a captain after saluting and reporting.

This person is not a pilot, looking at the uniform, it should be a political cadre, Lin Jun doesn't know it.

Nodding, he said, "Quickly refuel my plane and replenish ammunition, and, in addition to the plane on duty, let them come down." ā€

As he spoke, he pointed to the top of his head, but just now there were more than 20 fighter planes accompanying him to return home, and he was afraid of accidents.

Several ground crews who surrounded the fighter immediately sprang into action to maintain the new fighter.

A few days in advance, the airport had already received a maintenance manual for the Lag-7 fighter, which was actually similar to the Lag-5FN, except that there were some differences in the engine and cannon equipment.

The engines were improved and more powerful, and the cannons changed from two Shvak 5 mm caliber guns in the Lag 23 to three, with a slight difference.

It is also necessary to replace the oxygen cylinder, check the condition of the lubricating oil, and if the time is available, the battery voltage should also be measured.

The marshal's landline is not to be sloppy!

After completing the instructions, Lin Jun quickly walked to the edge of the grove on the edge of the grass, and the political cadre wanted to follow, but was stopped by a senior warrant officer of the ground service who led the team on the side.

Only then did Comrade Captain react and smile awkwardly at Comrade Senior Warrant Officer: Comrade Marshal has been flying for more than four hours, what else can he do?

It's all going to follow, it's annoying!

After the water was released, several Lag-7 fighters that flew from Zhukov together had also landed, and it seemed that there were still several Lag-5s circling above for landing.

The first thing all the pilots did when they got off the plane was to solve their personal physiological problems, and Lin Juncai stood for a while and saw a small pilot come out of a small cabin.

It's Lilia.

It's embarrassing enough, it turns out that the toilet is at most fifty meters away from me just now.

"Lilia, did you kill the frame?"

Lin Jun washed his face and hands in the large basin sent by the ground orderly, his face was oily just now, and he was uncomfortable.

Lilia nodded, "Martin and I shot a total of three times, and it took us all over the line of fire to knock it off, and at the beginning, I could still fly when I lost one of the tail supports, which is really troublesome!" ā€

Seeing that Lilia's face was not very good, Lin Jun gently patted her little face, "What's wrong, Sayuri?"

This action is also the patent of the deputy commander, try someone else?! Even if Solomartin did this, Lilia would go berserk!

Before Lilia could speak, there was a voice from Kozhdub: "Alexei parachuted, they rushed back after the two planes took out the frame, and there were several German 109s rushed to support."

He must have killed another 109, but he was hit by a shell and jumped, and I saw the umbrella open. ā€

There aren't many ace pilots who haven't been forced to parachute or make a forced landing in battle, and it's not surprising that Solomartin is here to be.

However, this also makes Lilia worry about her boyfriend, and she doesn't know if she is hurt.

"How much did we lose?" Lin Jun asked Kuori Dub.

Kozhdub exhaled and said, "It's hard to say, there are at least 8 planes so far, and I don't know how many will come back." Still, marshal, it's worth it!

The opponents are all veterans, including the wingman I killed, and it took a little effort, so I guess they are all trump cards. ā€

At this time, Lilia muttered on the side: "If it weren't for the good hand, Martin wouldn't have been unlucky to skydive." ā€

This is a disguised or unintentional excuse for his boyfriend, although he will not be punished if he is beaten, which is normal. However, in such an important air battle, it was humiliating to be forced to parachute not long after the opening!

Lin Jun couldn't laugh if he wanted to, and it was estimated that there would be pilot sacrifices in this situation.

I can understand why Kori Dub said that it was worth it: most of the sixteen 109s on the other side are old birds, which is obviously a trap! And as soon as the battle began, several more 109s rushed to help in the battle, which was even ready for the support team!

The other side is the elite, and while completing some of the combat missions required by the superiors, the most important thing is "free hunting" - looking for opportunities to kill all opponents, and the first target is of course their own counterparts in the German army, the "air hunting team" composed of those German ace fighters!

Otherwise, your own losses will be great!

During this time, both sides were looking for each other, but often it was the ace against the rookie, the fighter against the striker, the bomber, and the losses on both sides were not small.

It's all a lot of energy!

"How many opponents will you take?" Lin Jun asked.

"It's hard to say, maybe ten or twelve."

Even if the number of shots down is one to one, one division can be said to be worth it: air battles break out over the side of the battle line, and two or three can always come back from parachuting and forced landing.

As for the Germans, it would have been great luck to escape the round-up of the Red Army's infantry search team and return through the line of fire between the two sides.

The political work cadres invited Lin Jun and others to the restaurant for dinner, but it was already noon, and after more than four hours of flying and fighting, everyone should be hungry.

It was still a simple wooden shed, with benches and wooden tables, a large rice bowl for one person, and a stew with a large column of bread. Everyone is not particular, just be full!

However, there was a surprise, there was actually a watermelon after the meal, one piece per person, probably transported from southern Ukraine, which is rare in wartime!

Although it is not very sweet and partial, Lin Jun and the others still gnawed the skin to the core!

As soon as the meal was finished, Pokryshkin came to report that "the two railway guns have been found, about 80 kilometers from the airfield of the division headquarters." However, the other side not only had a large number of anti-aircraft artillery protection, but also a lot of fighters as cover, and the bomber unit only carried out horizontal bombing, and it was impossible to determine whether the target had been destroyed. However, the shelling has stopped, and it is estimated that even if it is not destroyed, the Germans will have to change positions. ā€

"Hmm."

Lin Jun nodded.

If the two K5Es were still there, it was estimated that they would be raided by hundreds of bombers of the Red Army in the afternoon: although the Germans were rigid, they were not fools when they started fighting, and it is estimated that they would have hung up the locomotive and ran away.

"If there's no movement in the next place, don't pay attention to them, there's no tunnel here, you can't play tricks."

It wasn't long before the captain came to report that the German super-ace pilot whom the marshal had named had arrived.

When Lin Jun saw the crooked face and big pointed nose of the German super ace who was beaten down by himself, he actually laughed!

"Hermann Graff, it turned out to be you!"

And the Luftwaffe captain had already learned that it was the Soviet pilot who shot him down and wanted to see him, and when he determined who his opponent was, he had his brain on the plane!

However, when he reacted, Herman "snapped" and stood upright: "Your Excellency Marshal Andrei Nikolayevich Plunyakov, Captain Hermann Graf, Squadron Leader of the 9th Squadron of the 52nd Fighter Wing of the Air Force of the Third Reich, salutes you!" Although I am very depressed at the moment, I would like to congratulate you on your victory in an epic air battle! ā€

If it weren't for the historical transfer of this Hermann from the top of the German army, he would most likely become the first trump card in history!

Hermann-Graff, born in 1920, was a German super-ace pilot, who shot down 202 Soviet fighters in 13 months in history, and had a total record of 212 on the Eastern and Western Fronts, ranking ninth in the Luftwaffe.

He was also one of 27 German knights of the Order of Merit with two swords and a silver oak leaf, and in his early years worked as a worker and footballer. In 1941, he participated in the war of aggression against the Soviet Union, shot down the first Soviet plane on August 4, 1941, and made a total of 830 sorties.

In 1944, he was promoted to the last wing commander of the German 52nd Fighter Wing, and after the defeat of Germany, he was imprisoned by the Soviet Union, and was released in 1950.

In April and May of this year, Graf set a personal record: he shot down 47 Soviet planes in 17 days, his 58th to 104th victory!

On May 14, he and his Bf-109F4 fighter numbered Werk-Nr7420 shot down seven Soviet planes, taking him from 98 to breaking the 100 mark in one fell swoop.

Graf was the seventh pilot in the German fighter force to break the hundred, and on 17 May he became the 93rd recipient of the Wehrmacht's Oak Leaf Knight's Iron Cross.

However, this did not seem to be enough to match his achievements, and the General Headquarters of the Wehrmacht decided to award him a higher medal two days later, the Knight of the Order of the Sword and Oak Leaves.

Graff was awarded two Iron Crosses in three days, a record no other fighter pilot had ever received.

If Lin Jun hadn't beaten him down, this guy would have really killed 202 Soviet planes by September 26 this year, as he did in history, and then was transferred back to his homeland to become a "mascot".

Lin Jun knew him, and knew that his flying skills were extremely exquisite! As for that Erich Hartmann, this would be a standard rookie, not even the first air battle.

If Lin Jun encounters Hartman at his peak today, the "Wild Sow"'s "Observation-Judgment-Attack-Disengagement or Pausing Attack" tactics will not work for Lin Jun at all, and it is estimated that Lin Jun will be able to kill the opponent in two rounds at most!

And Herman and Lin Jun fought for at least half an hour, if they went down one-on-one until the oil on both sides burned dry, it was hard to say who would kill whom!

He's really strong!

"Captain, how many planes have you cost us so far?"

Through the counter-translation, Herman, although worried in his heart, replied very seriously and loudly: "111, Your Excellency Marshal!" ā€

Lin Jun's face also became serious, and said: "You are an excellent pilot, I will not take your life, you will get the treatment that a prisoner deserves, and it will be in line with your status as an officer." (To be continued.) )