Chapter 636: Steel Storm 1
The aerial chase melee has been maintained between 3,000 and 1,000 meters in altitude, and this scene can be seen from dozens of kilometers away on a sunny day. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 In the same way, if the people on the German reconnaissance plane did not have to play with their lives to avoid the two lager fighters who were chasing after them, they could also see the general deployment of the Red Army within a depth of several tens of kilometers. Of course, the ones that are exposed.
The two Lag**N fighters encountered a formation of German reconnaissance planes ten minutes earlier, and the pilots immediately went into battle, but the two Red Army pilots quickly understood: why did the boss say that if he shot down a German FW-189, he would immediately be awarded a second-degree Patriotic War medal.
Medals are not so easy to take!
These two rags belong to the 205th Division of the Fighter Aviation of the Second Army of the Air Force, and the long plane has a full 27 red stars on the side of the fuselage, and there are also 7 red stars on the wingman.
It's a standard freelance hunting two-plane formation on the Ukrainian front, made up of the best pilots at the airfields: at the time of the encounter, the damn frame was escorted by three Messersmit 109F fighters.
The weather was fine, and the German fighters escorting the ship spotted two lagers almost at the same time, and they attacked head-on, one fired at each other, and there were a few more machine gun bullet holes in the wings of the lager long plane, and one 109 was hit by a 23-mm shell and exploded in the fuselage!
"Vasily, don't get entangled with 109, take out the box!"
The shouts of wingman Captain Alexander Fedorovich Klubov were heard in the headset, and Vasily Stalin made a right turn, "You think I do!" If it's slow, the Germans will bite my tail! ”
Vasily Stalin was depressed just now: the damn frame was constantly flying evasively at a lower altitude, at a speed of less than 300 kilometers per hour, and if he wanted to attack, he would have to reduce the speed of his own fighters, so that the two German fighters would have an advantage in speed and kinetic energy!
That's extremely dangerous!
If the high speed is maintained, the frame slides like a monkey, and the opportunity for design is fleeting, and Vasily's first two attacks have no effect.
"Kill the fighter first, or we'll all be finished!"
Vasily shouted into the intercom.
Alexander, who was piloting the wingman, listened, pushed the throttle, pulled the lever to his chest, and Rag climbed at high speed at an elevation angle of nearly 50 degrees.
German planes at the same altitude were originally on Alexander's flank, and the distance between the two sides immediately increased: one of the 109s had already been bitten by Vasily, and the other 109 with a slightly higher altitude had to dive to break the siege.
Alexander's big landline did not blindly climb, he saw the direction of Germany through the cockpit, and before he could level out, he pushed the joystick and pedal to turn and dive.
Vasily doesn't have to worry about the situation behind him, his deputy squadron leader will protect his tail, that is the trust gained on the battlefield!
The distance was less than a hundred meters, and when the German long plane entered his scope, he did not pay attention to the aiming point, Vasily pressed the launch button by instinct!
The two 23-mm guns above the nose and the two 12.7-mm machine guns at the base of the two wings roared at the same time, and at least four or five shells and a dozen large-caliber machine gun bullets hit the front fuselage of the target in an instant!
The 109 cockpit was beaten into a sieve, and the engine burst out with a puff of black smoke and flames, and it fell headlong!
The 109, which was trying to approach Vasily, saw this scene and suddenly turned to the right.
"The one behind you is to the right!"
The shouts of Alexander, who was more than 200 meters higher than his landline, swooped down, and when Vasily heard it, he also swung the joystick to the right, and at the same time replied loudly: "You go and deal with that frame, 109 is mine!" ”
As soon as the German wingman saw that the long plane was reimbursed, and at the same time that there was no need for rescue, there was also a rager rushing down from a higher altitude: the German pilot was not a rookie who went to the battlefield for the first time, and if he decided to delay in this situation, he would probably be doomed!
When a Russian plane is in front of it at about the same level, and there is a Russian fighter behind it, the only correct option is to break away immediately! You can't hesitate for a second! Otherwise, the Russians who swooped down from above the back would never be as good as themselves as long as they were not rookies!
At an altitude of more than 2,000 meters, Lager had a maximum speed difference of about 50 kilometers against the Type 109F, and after turning the corner, Vasily's vision saw the German plane in the distance fleeing in the northwest direction.
The throttle was increased to the maximum, the air-cooled vents were closed, and the speed of the lager slowly caught up: it was necessary to catch up with the German planes as soon as possible, otherwise it would enter the German-controlled area too deeply: at such an altitude, Vasily did not want to become the target of the gunners in the 37-mm anti-aircraft gun positions attached to the German regimental units near the Khodesk area!
He had less than two minutes, otherwise the engine would overheat due to insufficient cooling, and then he would have to open the cooling air intake, which would have lost some speed.
At the same time, the Alexander, who had finished the turn, continued to dive at a small angle, but in the opposite direction of the long plane's actions: closing the throttle and opening the cooling intakes.
The "damn box" is not easy to deal with, but Alexander understands that this time the long plane is to give the medal to himself, which can be regarded as a trust in himself - the confidence to beat a lone FW-189 down!
The machine gunner and pilot of the German reconnaissance plane had already noticed the sharp change in the air in the distance, and the pilot immediately lowered his altitude and tried to break away from the low altitude.
Although the lager slowed down, it still had an absolute speed advantage over the FW-189.
At a distance of 500 meters, Alexander saw the German machine gunners firing, and felt that the machine gun bullets seemed to be flying in the air all around!
I don't care so much, but I still have a little confidence in the bulletproof glass of the front windshield.
The German machine gunner's 7.92 mm machine gun was not firing like crazy, but firing short bursts, otherwise the bullets would have run out quickly: the slightest time to change the chain would have killed him!
The Germans were not trying to shoot down the lager, but to interfere.
But Alexander didn't give the frame more time - he started firing from a distance of almost 300 meters and did not get out of it until he was less than 100 meters away!
Because it was a little far away at the beginning, and it was maneuvering again, the projectiles fired were a little scattered with the large-caliber machine gun bullets, and only a few 12.7mm bullets hit the wing part of the frame in the first one-second burst, and it was like nothing.
After a brief correction, Alexander took the firing button and fired a long burst, and the tracer bullets clearly showed that several machine gun bullets and shells hit the large "glass room" in the middle of the frame, and the fragments were scattered!
With only a small amount of pyrotechnic fire from the explosion of the shell and the armor-piercing incendiary grenades, the German machine gun immediately muted fire, the machine gunner became a sieve like the rest of the crew, and the FW-189 began to lose its center of gravity.
Alexander broke away from the attack and saw that the frame was finished. Looking to the northwest, there was no shadow of the long plane, and he hurriedly shouted: "Vasily, the frame is reimbursed!" ”
Just a dozen seconds ago, Vasily caught up with the 109, and after the approaching shot, the German plane smoked, and the German pilot parachuted: below is their territory.
Sure enough, there were German anti-aircraft guns deployed on the ground, and Vasily pushed the joystick and dived away at a large angle, not daring to stay for a long time.
"I'm also solved, the anti-aircraft gun is chasing my ass and beating! ……”
Scolding, hearing the answer, Alexander went around in the air, only to find that his long plane flew from an ultra-low altitude of less than 100 meters.
The lowered altitude of the pilot plane coincided with the long-term opportunity, and confirmed the location of the wreckage of the three German planes that fell in the area controlled by their own side: two 109s were in the farmland, probably near the first-line control area of the two sides; The frame fell on the edge of a village, and a low passage found someone on the ground running towards the wreckage of the plane: in a Red Army uniform.
"Homecoming!" Saying that, Vasily made a gesture in the cockpit: you 2, I 2, deuce.
Pretty much the same, the first downed 109, it is actually difficult to figure out which Lager fired the shell that knocked it down: if it weren't for the Germans' love affair, Vasily and his wife would not have been able to knock down all four German planes.
"It seems that the Germans are anxious to know what is going on on with us." Vasily thought to himself: during the sortie, he saw from the air a relatively large-scale movement of ground forces. The regimental leadership gave himself such a hunting group an order that it was necessary to shoot down any German aircraft and formations of a reconnaissance nature.
Obviously, the higher authorities knew something, but Vasily and the other pilots did not know the specific reason, "probably not yet." ”
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May 10, 23:55 midnight.
The night sky of Ukraine was dotted with stars, and in the Panfilov division headquarters in the town of Kamanianka, Lin Jun glanced at his watch.
"All units are ready, and they have already prepared for their own sortie preparations." The deputy division commander made his last report before the attack.
On the west side of the woods southwest of the town of Kamanianka, on several huge meadows, two rocket artillery clusters have been deployed, and the I-beams are pointing west! The four rocket artillery battalions belonging to the 94th Guards Rocket Artillery Regiment are divided into two parts and will fire a whole regimental salvo!
The 1st Battalion was positioned slightly 3 kilometres back, and the 2nd, 3rd and 4th Battalions had only been deployed 20 minutes earlier, and were already very close to the first-line infantry positions.
There was not a sound under the night sky, the shooting Zhu Yuan had been bound, and everyone was waiting quietly!
Lieutenant Colonel Tereshenok, commander of the rocket artillery regiment, like the commanders of the cars, looked at his watch in the compartment covered with thin steel plates.
As soon as the second hand reached 12, Tereschenok shouted: "Fire!" "At the same time, I pressed the launch button on the car I was in!
The shouting was for himself, just a reflex, and the other commanders couldn't hear it at all.
There was a violent vibration, and the gap between the thin steel plates flashed with a violent light!
In order to be punctual, Tereschenok deliberately went to one of the launch vehicles of the 2nd Battalion to do the work himself: less than two seconds after the first rocket was fired from the launch vehicle where the division commander was located, all the commanders pressed the rocket launch button!
The whole regiment fired a salvo, and the huge fire of the first rocket in the air was the signal.
A howling sound even more violent than the most terrible storm of the Siberian winter broke out on the earth, and the earth trembled slightly! People in the vicinity for dozens of kilometers saw a sight that they will never forget: the night sky, which was originally only starlight, was instantly lit up, and the sky turned red! (To be continued.) )