"Damn, why do the Americans have so many cannons?" Several Ming soldiers hiding in the anti-artillery holes complained in low voices while curling up and smoking. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The officers and men of the 293rd Infantry Division have participated in many battles, and they are not rookies who have not seen the market. Not to mention the French, even the Germans, who claimed to be the strongest in Europe, did not have such heavy artillery fire when they fought in Libya before.

"My brother served in the 317th Infantry Division, and a few months ago I received a letter from him saying that the intensity of the artillery bombardment on the Russian battlefield was very terrifying. I watched the shelling by the Americans today, and I guess it is about the same level as on the Russian battlefield. A non-commissioned officer took a hard puff of the cigarette in his hand, and casually threw the cigarette butt out of the anti-artillery hole before speaking.

A squad leader sitting curled up across from him raised his hand and patted the floating soil falling on his shoulder, shook his head and said, "There is probably no such strong firepower in the Russian battlefield. This is the first time we have encountered an attack of this magnitude by the Americans, and no one knows exactly what happened to them. However, looking at the intensity of this shelling, you can see that it is definitely not comparable to the French. ”

"The French are made of soy sauce." The non-commissioned officer laughed and said, "Didn't you see it when you were fighting a few days ago? Their firepower is poor. Along the way there were destroyed tank artillery, which simply could not be compared with the present. ”

"Don't think about it so much." The squad leader smiled and said, "Wait until dawn for our plane to come, and the number of artillery pieces in the Americans is not enough for the guys from the army aviation to blow up." Without fire support, the Americans would not necessarily be much better than the French. ”

"I hope so." The non-commissioned officer nodded and looked out of the gun hole. At this point, the sky has begun to light up.

If the terrain of North Africa is very suitable for the operation of armored forces, then the weather in North Africa is very suitable for the battle of air power.

Although it is on the shores of the Mediterranean, North Africa is perennially dry and rainless, and there are not even many clouds in the sky. The sunny and cloudless weather is a true reflection of the weather here. Such meteorological conditions are ideal for the actions of air power.

In the early morning of 5 June, hundreds of fighters of the two air armies of the Daming North African Theater had already arrived in the airspace above the theater outside the port of Sfax. This time, however, they encountered a powerful resistance.

Most of the battles in the previous days took place between the Ming Army Air Force and the French Air Force. Although the American Army Aviation also participated in the war, it was more like playing soy sauce, which was also criticized by the French. When the Ming Dynasty's air power was in Japan, it fought fiercely with the powerful American air force to aid Japan. In the North African theater of operations, the two sides have not fought each other before. It's just that an American fighter of this scale has never been seen.

Hundreds of US fighters of various types poured into the Daming Army Air Force's fighter group, and an unprecedentedly large-scale fierce battle broke out between the two sides in the airspace near Sfax Harbor. The bombers of the Ming army, which had originally come to attack the US ground forces with bombs, quickly dropped their bombs and returned home according to the orders of the front-line commanders. This kind of battlefield is no longer suitable for them to fight.

"Long machine! You've got a biting tail in the back! The wingman's voice came from the headset, causing Sha Jin's heart to suddenly tighten, and he pulled the plane to turn sharply like a completely instinctive reaction. Two long tracer bullets flew past the plane. Sha Jin felt his body pause slightly, knowing that he had been hit.

But fortunately, the quality of the Daming fighter is very good, and composite armor is also installed in important parts. Sha Jin's fighter plane was fine, at least it seemed to be fine. The cockpit, fuel tanks and engine are still intact.

"NND, it's my turn!" Sha Jin, who had just escaped his life between life and death, gritted his teeth and began to pursue the US fighter plane that had just scared him to death.

It was a twin-engine, single-seat fighter jet massively equipped by the U.S. Army Aviation before the war, the P38 Lightning. The lightning adopts a pneumatic layout with two piston engines mounted at the front end of the twin tail braces, the middle section of the tail brace is equipped with a turbocharger and its large air intake opening, and the end of the tail brace is an oval vertical tail on the left and right, and they are rectangular and share a flat tail. The shape of this aircraft is very strange for the moment.

Sha Jin didn't care about anything else, so he stepped on the afterburner and chased after him violently. However, the US pilot in front was obviously a veteran, constantly doing various maneuvers in the air in an attempt to get rid of Sha Jin's pursuit. However, Sha Jin was already determined to kill the fighter plane that he almost shot down, and desperately chased after it regardless of the surrounding battle situation.

In the end, when the two entangled fighters rushed out of a cloud, Sha Jin, who was holding on to it, finally shot down the lightning.

Before Sha Jin could catch his breath with satisfaction, he was surprised to find that he had actually rushed into the position of the US Army Air Force formation to patrol again, and there were American fighters in all directions. There were noisy voices everywhere in the headset, and Sha Jin couldn't care about anything else at this time, and hurriedly piloted his fighter plane to try to break away.

However, it was easier to come, because he was flying with afterburner all the time. If you want to leave, you have to ask the US fighters around you if they agree.

Sha Jin desperately operated his fighter plane to dodge left and right, trying to escape from this airspace. However, there are too many US warplanes around, so many that they are everywhere.

The rain of bullets flew around Shajin's landline, and from time to time a rain of bullets hit his landline. No matter how strong the aircraft is, it will not be able to withstand such a blow. Sha Jin's landline was quickly hit repeatedly, tumbling and falling.

This large-scale air battle lasted from early morning to early evening, and the losses on both sides were very heavy. The losses on the battlefield were more than 300, and the number of fighters scrapped after returning to the airport was no less than 100. I don't know what happened to the U.S. military, but Daming's two air armies were hit hard.

Wang Dexiang urgently ordered the reserve air forces stationed in Tripoli, Benghazi, and even Egypt to rush to support, and in no case could they lose the protection of their air power.

During the air battle, which lasted all day, at least more than 20 pilots of the Daming Army Airlines were missing. Among them is Sha Jin, the first super ace pilot of Daming Army Airlines who shot down more than 100 times. Someone saw that his landline was shot down, and he himself did not know whether he was alive or dead, so he could only be treated as missing for the time being.

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"Huh~~~" Sha Jin, who was hiding in a bush, tightly clutched the pistol in his hand, staring at several US military vehicles speeding past on a dirt road not far away. When the snow-white headlights came over, Sha Jin hurriedly lowered his head and prostrate his whole body on the ground, and at the same time secretly prayed in his heart that he would not find himself, he did not want to enter the prisoner of war camp.

Perhaps it was really a god who heard Sha Jin's prayers, and the American convoy quickly moved away from this road. Sha Jin, who was quietly relieved, hurriedly got up and fled from the place where he had just been hiding. It was only after crossing the road and entering a pile of rubble that I was really relieved.

That's right, Sha Jin was shot down, but he successfully parachuted to escape during the fall of the landline. But he landed in a bad position and landed in an area controlled by the US military. In order to escape back to his position, Sha Jin hid in a hidden place for a whole day before fleeing in the direction of his army after the sky darkened.

Although the Ming army did not say that it would not allow its officers and soldiers to surrender to the enemy in a desperate situation. However, few soldiers who had received an oriental education from an early age would choose to be prisoners. This is especially true of pilots with a high level of education. What about others, Sha Jin doesn't know. But at least he knew that once something irreparable really happened, he would rather commit suicide than fall into the hands of the enemy.

As the first super ace of Daming Army Airlines to shoot down more than 100 times, Sha Jin had already received a notice from Army Airlines that he would return to his homeland to be an instructor at a flight training school. However, Sha Jin himself was unwilling to leave the battlefield and return to the peaceful and tranquil rear to sit in the office, spending all day with pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Sha Jin believes that he is not the material for being a civilian official, and can only express his feelings on the battlefield.

Orders like this are generally not mandatory. If Sha Jin himself is unwilling, no one will force him to do anything. Lu Hang quickly agreed to Sha Jin's request to stay on the front line.

After taking out a small jar of insect control, snakes, rats and ants from his pocket and spreading it around, Sha Jin sat on the ground and stretched out his legs to rest on a large rock, and drank some water to replenish his water.

It's North Africa, and it's summer. There are countless poisonous snakes, scorpions, insects, spiders and so on in the desert Gobi. If he didn't use the medicine specially distributed by the army to disperse it, Sha Jin didn't think he would be able to see the sun tomorrow.

'Goo~~~~' looked up at Sha Jin, who was positioned by the stars in the sky, pressed his stomach, and he didn't eat anything after eating a flying stove before leaving the airport in the morning, and now his stomach is starting to make a revolution.

"Alas~~~" After looking around, Sha Jin sighed quietly. It's night, and it's surrounded by U.S. military-controlled areas. In the distance, where heaven and earth meet, a huge flash of fire can be seen, and a thunderous cannonball can be heard in the distance. But he didn't know how long he would be able to walk before he met his own people. Sha Jin, who only had a high-heat chocolate bar on his body, didn't dare to waste it. Although there is an emergency ration, how dare you boil water here? I can only eat some chocolate bar to satisfy my hunger.

"Must go back!" Sha Jin, who was biting the chocolate bar one bite at a time, squinted his eyes at the red shelling fire in the distance that reflected the entire heaven and earth, and secretly made up his mind to go home.

Not for the sake of the empire, nor for their own reputation. Just for their own family. Elderly parents, looking forward to his wife day and night, and a lovely daughter who has just started kindergarten. Sha Jin doesn't want to lose all this, he must go home! (To be continued.) )