At this time, the pilots of the US military also held back the fire in their stomachs, and when the C46 transport plane was shot down before, many people were indignant and voluntarily asked for war, wanting to give some color to this group of Soviet barbarians who did not know the height of the sky, but they were all suppressed by the military department and ordered them not to come randomly.

Not long after the turmoil, the Mustang fighters, codenamed Kestrels, were secretly called to the Air Force Command, where they were given the bold task of taking down Soviet patrol planes near the border blockade in retaliation for the Soviets' attack on them. At the same time, he also cooperated with a small group of American troops to attack a temporary Soviet airfield on the East German border.

In this way, the attack plan codenamed Nemesis unfolded quietly. The three fighter planes took off without the so-called "unknowledge" of the US military command, then flew over Berlin without the "knowledge" of the Americans, and finally the Americans shot down the Soviets without their knowledge.

As for the fact that the airfield of the Soviets was attacked? That must be the behavior of the anti-revolutionaries in East Germany, and it may be the participation of the remnants of the German Nazis, anyway, the righteous and kind Americans will not do such a thing, and they will also apologize and express deep condolences to the Soviet Union, hehe.

So there was a scene over the border of East Berlin, the P51 Mustang fighter against the La-7 fighter.

"This group of Yankees is really not weak, they can't get rid of it no matter how they do, it's disgusting. Whoever told me that American pilots are a group of rookies, and if he comes out, I will definitely not beat him. Tel Aviv's newfound advantage was instantly dismantled by the Americans, and now he is locked back by two Mustang fighters. Of course, Tel Aviv's complaint was understandable, because one of the pilots of the operation was the American ace pilot, one of F.S. Goblair's protégés, Arishi Hartmann. Although this junior is not as good as his master's record of shooting down 28 planes, he is also one of the best among pilots.

Erisy Hardeman, who piloted the P51 Mustang fighter, also had the same thought, "This guy's strength is not weak, he can dodge no matter how he fights, it seems that he has to use a separate method of robbery." ”

Erisy Hardeman greeted his companion and told him his plan, then pulled the joystick to the left, and the Mustang flipped and flew quickly towards the left wing of the Ra-7, and Elixi Hardeman's idea was to flank the plane that had been bitten in the ass, and kill it if the situation allowed.

"Madman, does he want to die with me?" Tel Aviv looked at the Mustang fighter approaching him on the left, and the La-7 fighter urgently pulled up in altitude, but the Mustang did not give up the chase, on the contrary, in the high altitude, the agility of the La-7 may not be able to catch up with the Mustang fighter.

"I've almost cornered him, get ready to harvest guys." The panicked Tel Aviv did not realize that he was already in the range of the crossfire of the two planes, this is the strategy of Erisi, which is also the trick he learned to hunt coyotes as a child, so that the fierce prey thinks that he still has room to struggle, and then step into his encirclement.

"Alright, there's not much time, let's shoot freely." Erisy Hardeman didn't care if the La-7 was within his sight, and the crossfire coverage from both directions was won by the number of bullets, not by his own accuracy. Besides, the favorable shooting time is less than ten seconds, but just ten seconds is enough to change a lot of things.

The two planes, a total of 16 Browning heavy machine guns, fired desperately in the direction of the La-7 fighter, and the La-7 maneuverability was strong and could not withstand the bullet fire network flying all over the sky, and soon the wing and tail of the fighter were shot one after another, and the whole plane vibrated violently with black smoke, and the dashboard all failed.

Drafvich, who was still entangled with one of the Mustang fighters, also panicked when he saw this scene, and he wanted to go up to rescue his companions, but the fighters always chased and intercepted him when he was about to find a breakthrough. In fact, how many pilots who can serve as such a sneak attack plan are rookies?

"Damn, the plane's control system is out of order." Tel Aviv still wanted to regain control of the plane, but it was too late, and he could see the green coniferous forests of the German suburbs below the plane as he descended rapidly.

"Farewell, Comrade Dravevich, and Mother Motherland." Tel Aviv finally said this sentence on the radio very emotionally, and Dravvich heard it clearly, but he didn't know if the liaison officer at the command post heard him. Of course, this is not the end of the movie, but the loss of the loser's gameover, for Arishi Hardeman, it is just another bar on his plane, and for the pilots of Drafvich, it means the loss of a teammate who fought side by side.

War is so cruel, it is said that it is the old man who fights, and it is the young man who sends it to death.

"No!" Dravevich watched Tel Aviv's La-7 fighter jet crash into the forest, and the huge impact force caused the plane to disintegrate and explode at the moment of falling, and the burning aviation fuel dragged a raging flame in the forest.

Dravevich, who finally got rid of the pursuit of the wild horses, was powerless in the face of three menacing enemy planes, his reason was not crushed by hatred, after thinking twice, Dravvich had to fly back with humiliation and remorse, and the three mustangs did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, after all, this is the territory of the Soviet Union, if you go a little deeper, the devil knows if there will be ambushed anti-aircraft guns waiting for you.

Watching the La-7 fighter flee the battlefield in a hurry, Erisi Hardeman greeted his companion with satisfaction, "The mission is complete, don't chase that fighter, let's go back." With that, the three planes left the border of East Berlin with arrogance, and they were only responsible for sabotage, and as for the rest, they had to leave it to the higher-ups.

Drafvich flew quickly towards his airfield, unable to reach command by radio all the way, as if they didn't want to communicate with him and kept the radio silent. Draffevich had an ominous premonition, and he always felt that something was wrong with the command post.

After passing through a cloud cover, the height of the La-7 fighter dropped rapidly, and he could already see the airfield below, but the airfield had lost its former tranquility, and flames were burning everywhere, and black smoke was rising. The fighter jets that had been neatly parked at the airport were also blown up, leaving only charred black wreckage.

The first thought that crossed Dravevich's mind was that the airport had been attacked. He didn't know what the damage was, but he had to do something. Thinking of this, Drafvich swooped down in a La-7 fighter.

It seemed that the attackers on the ground had also spotted him, and soon the M1939-mm 37-mm anti-aircraft guns, deployed near the airport, beckoned Dravevich's plane.