The Colombia-Akira and Cletitel-Minha refineries were the first targets to be destroyed, and the Pi-8 bomber formation was the first group to return. As far as Glinka www.biquge.info's eye could see, the entire Proiesti oil field area was exploding and burning, and the smoke of oil burning was everywhere, and the morning sky was no longer as bright as it should be, shrouded in a cloud of smoke, and became gray.

Seeing that Glinka ignored his orders, Zhdanov did not keep his attention on the four stubborn fighters, but immediately asked Captain Raskova to reformulate her own return course.

"Turn in the direction of Lenny, the nearest route, and hopefully good luck will be on our side." Comrade Lieutenant made a resolute decision that as soon as he crossed the border, he would be safe. But this route means that its "pilot aircraft" will not return to Crimea and land in Moldova, which is a relatively safe option not to risk allowing a bomber with only three engines to fly an extra 300 kilometers.

"Okay, let's go back to the new route." Zhdanov slightly modified the course and deviated ten degrees to the north.

All the machine gunners on board the bomber were on standby, closely observing the situation in the air. Now their own planes are vulnerable, and those Romanians may not dare to attack the large formations that continue to attack over the oil fields, but they will definitely not be polite to their own wounded and lone bomber. The machine gunners could see a few small black dots in the extreme distance moving in a wheel-like motion, which was supposed to be the double-shot Pi-2s dive-bombing the oil wells with precision.

The nimble Pet-2 did not have to worry about the threat of Romanian fighters, and could move freely in small units to find their prey in the oil fields: no Romanian fighter could pose a real threat to the high-speed dive bombers of the Peter-2 after bombing, unless it was a sneak attack.

Once a threat is discovered, whether it is to climb out or dive to get rid of it, or to increase the throttle and fly level, there is no Romanian fighter to catch up -- the Pi-2 has a maximum speed of more than 630 kilometers per hour at an altitude of 3,500 meters, and the acceleration and climb rate are beyond the reach of Romanian fighters!

There were forty minutes without danger, the bombers were not far from the border, and victory was in sight. Suddenly, Zhdanov's headset came Glinka's call: "Eight enemy planes, in the direction of three o'clock, at a distance of eight kilometers, at an altitude of four thousand!" The escort detachment is coming with me, and we must not let them get close to the bombers, and even if they do, they will all knock me down! ”

The four MiG-3s made a sharp turn and, under the watchful eye of the Zhdanov crew, met the enemy aircraft in the distance at high speed. Try to intercept enemy fighters at a distance, it's dangerous to get them close!

"Attention crew, combat alert!" Zhdanov calmly gave the order, the gunners stared closely at the direction of three o'clock, and the back and belly turrets began to turn around. The machine gunner and tail gunner on the left did not move, and it was necessary to detect it as soon as possible if other enemy aircraft approached from other directions while the escort fighters were attacking.

"It's the Romanian He-112B1 fighters, lads, attacking head-on and breaking up their formations!" Glinka gave a loud order, this time he couldn't care about what he knew was not wise, so he let luck and courage decide his fate!

The two planes approached at high speed, and neither had any intention of adjusting their course - Glinka was trying to break up the Romanian formation, while the other side wanted to deal with the MiGs in a head-on attack.

There were thirty He-112B1s imported from Germany in the whole of Romania, and these eight He-112B1s had taken off from Tulcea in an attempt to intercept the returning Soviet planes.

The four MiG-3s were crossed, constantly accelerating, pushing the throttle to the maximum, and the speed had exceeded 650 kilometers per hour, and when it was close to 400 meters, the two sides pressed the machine gun gun launch button almost at the same time, and the relative speed of more than 1,100 kilometers per hour made the fighters of the two sides cross in an instant. Glinka could hear the terrifying impact of his plane being hit by a bullet, and immediately swung the control stick, kicked the rudder with his left foot, and the gravity of more than 5 G pressed him to the bulletproof seat, and the plane turned at high speed in a large angle upward arc.

On the first contact, two He-112B1s were beaten and fell down in smoke, and all four MiGs were still there, but all of them were wounded. Glinka didn't have the time to look at the injuries of his plane, nor did he observe the condition of his men - the Romanis had already discovered that their planes were inferior to the MiG-3, and if they swooped down on the bombers 5 kilometers away, the four crazy Soviet fighters would catch up with them after turning and chase them from behind!

It would be unwise to have their tails bitten in order to attack bombers, and the escort planes must first be killed - the Romanians knew it.

With his speed and superb technique, Glinka bit a He-112 after 5 seconds, and the Romanian desperately tried to get rid of the life-urging ghost behind him, but Glinka did not let his opponent have any chance at all, staring at his opponent deadly.

The engine roared, and the wind could be heard through the canopy!

200 meters! 150 meters! 100 meters! Glinka pressed the launch button fiercely, and fired a four-barrel salvo, and the trajectory marked by tracer bullets chased the He-112, and in just one second of point fire, a dozen 23mm shells and 12.7mm machine gun bullets hit the He-112B1 in front of him.

The enemy plane did not explode, but fragments were scattered and scattered everywhere in the air - it was scattered, and shells shattered its body!

Breaking away from the attack, a height climbed at a large angle, and the two He-112s that rushed over from the flanks to relieve the siege did not have time to keep up with the rhythm of Glinka, but were bitten by the tail of the upside-down Glinka.

Two He-112s were about a point, trying to get rid of the MiG behind them. Glinka stared at the Romanian plane on his left, starting at 300 meters with several short bursts until reaching 50 meters before disengaged, and the vibration of the cannon fire made Glinka's face tingle - the He-112 fell in black smoke.

The gyroscope showed that it had deviated from the return course, and steered the plane closer to the direction of the bomber - the He-112 that had just dodged to the right was also followed by a MiG, and at the moment when Glinka found its bearing, the MiG-3 hit the target in a volley and exploded in a few seconds.

The raid of eight He-112s was broken up in less than four minutes of firefighting, two He-112s were fleeing south, and the other six were all shot down, with none of Glinka's detachment lost, but all four MiGs were wounded. Glinka did not pursue the two Romanian fighters, although they were completely able to catch up with ease, but the safety of the pilot aircraft was the most important thing!

"Sultan, how is your plane?!" Glinka saw that his wingman had several holes the size of ping-pong balls on the right flank, and he was fighting separately just now, and the wingman was obviously hit by the MG FF cannon of the He-112B1.

"It's not a big problem, it's just that the right wing tank is out of gas, and it should be no problem to go back." Sultan-Amet Khan replied loudly: "Our MiGs are strong!" ”

The MiG-3 is sturdy enough, and it can be said that it is the strongest and most resistant fighter in the Soviet Union at present. If you want to change to a fighter with other non-metallic structures, and if you are hit by two or three 20mm shells, this wing will basically be reimbursed. But it has to be said that the Sultan was lucky, the self-styled fuel tank did not explode after being hit by a shell! Perhaps, as he himself once joked, "My name is Sultan, and if I want my life, I guess I have to exchange a country!" ”

The few minutes of fierce air battle between the Glinka detachment and the Romanian He-112B1 group just now can also be said to be the most tense moment for the Zhdanov crew, and everyone's hearts were tugged at by those fighters flying up and down in the distance.

When the four MiGs regrouped closer to the bombers, Zhdanov and all the crew cheered for the lads of the fighters. The crew knew that if it were not for the desperate battle of these four fighters who defied military orders, they would not have survived the attack of eight Romanian fighters.

At an altitude of 3,800 meters, Zhdanov could already see a cloud of smoke rising ahead, where was the border line - after the bombardment of the troops of the Odessa Military District stationed in Lenny, they pulled out the area of the Romanian army garrison between themselves and Galati, an important town in eastern Romania, and eliminated a direct frontal threat to their two lines of communication.

"Comrade commander, there is a large airfield 60 kilometers east of Lenny, and we will land there." Captain Raskova took the route map into the cockpit and showed it to Zhdanov.

When the plane crossed the border line, Zhdanov spoke to Glinka again: "Comrades of the escort detachment, thank you for your heroic actions!" ”

These Glinkas were embarrassed to pretend to be deaf and dumb again: "Serve the USSR!" ”

"We're landing at Ragniva airport, do you need to get back to the departure base?"

"Pilot aircraft, the escort detachment landed with you, we have two planes injured and are not suitable to return to the departure base." In fact, Glinka also has his own thoughts: "If we go back to Crimea, we will probably be arrested when we get off the plane, and the boss really won't do anything to himself, but it is inevitable to be locked up for a few days." Follow Comrade Zhdanov, he will always give us a few points in the way, right?! (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )