In the dawn of December 1916. Xue Muhua drove the Haidongqing combat/reconnaissance plane brought from China and three wingmen of the same type to cross the Weir River at a low altitude of less than 100 meters. The cold wind blew his hood and scarf into the hunt, but the heat in his chest continued to rise, as his Hawk 01 had two small flags painted on its head, which represented two successful shootdowns. Compared with their comrades on the ground, the air dispatch team participated in the brutal aerial strangulation after the arrival of the first batch of land forces, which was already a very good record when the German army relied on the absolute superiority of the Haidongqing exported domestically before the war.

But his record in the formation is not the first, but No. 03 Hai Dongqing, and the pilot is Zhu Binhou.

He is a legendary figure, a student of Chinese descent in France, who joined the French Foreign Legion in 1915 under the influence of his dream of flying to participate in the Great War, and in a short period of time, he achieved two shot down results with obvious aircraft gaps, and also had a successful forced landing experience. What is even more rare is that when he learned of the arrival of the Chinese Expeditionary Force, he immediately reported that he retired from the French Army to join the Chinese Expeditionary Force Air Force, and after a month of new aircraft adaptability training, he again achieved the results of two downed, which was only one step away from the ace standard of five!

Of course, if you count the fact that Xue Muhua has been shot down more than him in China, and technically, because he started flying to the sea three years ago, Dongqing is more sophisticated, and the reason why his record is poor is because he has participated in the war for too short a time and has not accumulated enough. What's more, the Hai Dongqing sold to Germany is an old model with a 180-horsepower Makqin MG8 water-cooled machine gun, and its own equipment has been increased to 280 horsepower after two years! With both maneuvering and circling abilities outnumbering his opponents, and two 12.7mm fangs machine guns as the latest offensive weapon, he believes that a real ace will soon appear in his ranks.

The figure of Reims City was quickly left behind, and the infantry comrades under the fuselage were speeding through the pontoon bridge erected last night, and then rushed forward in a thin line as a company, and the trucks and pack horses behind them dragged slowly behind them with their baggage.

Although Xue Muhua loves to fly because it allows him to breathe freely, even he must carry a gas mask when he arrives in France. This time, he was also vigilant, and did not let the formation rush to pull up the height of reconnaissance, but used the cover of the forest canyon to fly into depth, and along the way, he could see many abandoned trenches and destroyed villages. The surface of the battled ground is littered with craters of different sizes! The intensity of being so dense that almost every inch of land was covered several times made him worry about his infantry comrades. When he first arrived, he also took to the skies with French pilots to provide reconnaissance for the Battle of Verdun, so he knew very well how terrible a battle with a million shells in a day was! This kind of war is not at all something that China can afford at present, and if it were not for the fact that the conditions of Britain and France were too tempting, and if it were not for the all-inclusive logistics, he would not approve of participating in the war.

But since it's here, you have to do your best! So he beckoned to his partner and began to gradually raise the fuselage, and as the warhawk rushed into the two thousand feet, his vision suddenly cleared, and the first thing he saw from the cockpit was a series of trenches, which were combined to form a defensive depth. There were also many hidden artillery positions between the trenches, and heavy machine guns poked out of the trenches without cover. But in contrast to this slaughter, both the British, French and German trenches were quiet, even quiet! It can be seen that Germany should not have known that a large pontoon bridge had appeared overnight a few kilometers away.

The formation continued to fly in depth, and there were occasional German pointers on the ground, but it seemed that this kind of reconnaissance had long been commonplace, so they did not shoot at the air. Suddenly, a patch of dark green caught his attention, because in the dark green, a thick cannon barrel could be seen clearly sticking out! Thunder 14-year-old 150mm expeditionary cannon! German code K16! Almost without thinking about it, Xue Muhua beckoned to his teammates and began to hover over the woods, and after careful identification, he found a full 8 heavy cannons of the same type.

This is extremely critical information, this kind of artillery is too familiar to the Wehrmacht, the range of 18 kilometers is enough to cover the entire area, this news must be brought back to warn of it! Thinking of this, he immediately flicked the operating stick, roared and slanted to the left side of the No. 4 machine, and then reminded his comrades to go back and report first with a pre-negotiated gesture. Just as the fourth machine began to turn and prepare to go back, a barrage of bullets burst out of the German artillery position at the same time. Several anti-aircraft Maxim machine guns fired, but this height was not enough for them, so the No. 4 machine was out of danger with a single pull.

When the No. 4 machine took the lead in going back to report, a black shadow suddenly flashed in the corner of Xue Muhua's eyes, and he turned his head to see that Zhu Binhou, who was driving the No. 03 plane, had already accelerated, and rushed towards a rising reconnaissance balloon behind the hillside in the distance. Such reconnaissance balloons were very numerous on the Western Front, especially in this secondary defensive position, which was deployed in large numbers on both sides to monitor the enemy from a surprise attack.

The German reconnaissance balloon obviously did not expect an enemy plane to appear, and the MG14 aviation machine gun carried in the gondola fired, this kind of machine gun that uses a magazine to feed ammunition is light in weight and has a fast reaction speed, but it is far inferior to the 12.7 fangs aviation machine gun installed by Hai Dongqing, so before it can enter its range, Zhu Binhou has already pulled the trigger. Just two point-shot balloons began to fall, and just as he brushed the balloons past, four Fokker C-fighters suddenly rushed out from behind the ridge.

The Fokker C fighter is an export version of the German-made Haidongqing, manufactured by the Fokker factory, and the letter C is used to indicate that it comes from China. Seeing that 4 Fokker Cs were about to surround Zhu Binhou, Xue Muhua and his No. 02 wingman quickly joined the battle circle, and almost the moment they pounced in, a Fokker C bit Zhu Binhou's tail and pulled the trigger.

The two long ballistic fire points even Xue Muhua was terrified, but at this critical moment, Hai Dongqing suddenly turned over to avoid the bullets and rushed to the ground, trying to use his speed to get rid of the entanglement. But this German pilot is obviously also an old bird, and when he saw Hai Dongqing, he realized that this was an air force from China, so he also roared down from the fuselage sideways and bit it. Xue Muhua didn't dare to wait, and made a gesture to the wingman to entangle the other party and rushed down, but one wingman could block three enemy planes, so two of the Fokker Cs chased Xue Muhua, and the other played a game of dog fighting in circles with the No. 02 machine.

The whistling sound behind him made Xue Muhua understand that someone was chasing him, but at this moment he couldn't take care of himself at all, because he knew that if he couldn't support the bitten Zhu Binhou as soon as possible, he would definitely be in trouble, so he added full horsepower to chase after him. Zhu Binhou also seemed to know that he had met an old bird, and turned his head to see Xue Muhua following behind him as a wingman, and simply turned the nose and flew towards the valley on the left.

Four similar-looking war eagles chased each other, and both Xue Muhua and the German pilots were all adrenaline pumping out arcs in the air. The German old bird who was chasing Zhu Binhou kept pulling the trigger, as if he wanted to use the shot to create tension and interfere with the opponent's operation, but he miscalculated this time! Seeing a mountain peak appear in front of him, Zhu Binhou's Hai Dongqing suddenly jumped up and climbed almost vertically upward, and because the action was too big, even the engine erupted with a terrible hiss, reminding the war eagle to reach the limit! Almost at the same time as Zhu Binhou climbed vertically, Xue Muhua also suddenly went up, and the two planes rushed up as if they had been discussed! This strange move made the last two Fokker Cs a little dazed, although they also made a move, but when the German old bird sandwiched in the middle also climbed, Xue Muhua's Hai Dongqing suddenly rolled sideways in the climb and then flattened the fuselage with a weird horizontal roll like a twisted twist to the left.

When the Fokker C was still stunned by this tactical move and Hai Dongqing's powerful disc rotation and bending ability, Xue Muhua, whose brain was congested and dizzy, had already aimed at the first Fokker C and pulled the trigger. Two fierce orange tongues of fire burst out of the nose, and the 12.7mm bullet had a more accurate trajectory even at high speed due to its heavy weight. Although the German old bird tried to deflect the wing to avoid it, he was in the middle of a vertical climb, even if he could make a move that Hai Dongqing did. When a string of bullets passed through the tail beam accurately, the wooden tail snapped and the fuselage spiraled downward.

"Fuck you! It's Lao Tzu's turn! "After a subtle dual-plane tactic, after the use of lateral S-shaped maneuvering to counterattack, both Xue Muhua and Zhu Binhou felt the blood in their bodies suddenly rush into their heads, and they shouted and rushed towards the two Fokker Cs that were chasing them just now.

The two Fokker Cs obviously felt threatened, so they immediately fled to the left and right, but how did they know that Hai Dongqing was equipped with an upgraded 280 horsepower engine, which was almost twice as powerful as them, and the fight just now was completely due to the continuous maneuvering and circling that caused the deceleration, and now it was almost a straight course when facing it, plus the two Fokker Cs also needed to turn more slowly, so the two planes were swept down by 12.7mm heavy bullets a few minutes later.

When the two of them shook each other's fists and rushed back to the airspace where they had just received the enemy, the remaining Fokker C had already retreated in a bad situation. However, Xue Muhua didn't dare to stay long, the engine was strong but the fuel consumption was also large, so they flew back after circling for a while. When the warhawk arrived at the pontoon area, he saw that the 706th Artillery Brigade deployed on the south bank of the Vail River had raised its barrels, four 203-mm heavy guns supplied by British manufacturers had quietly raised their barrels, and dozens of French-made 155-mm howitzers had been raised.

After Yan Youbin glanced up at Xue Muhua in the sky, he handed the coordinates sent back by the No. 4 machine to the solver. After the solver entered the aerial reconnaissance data and the data brought back by the scout into a hand-cranked ballistic mechanical computer according to the shooting table, a set of numbers quickly appeared in front of everyone. "Inform the battalions, 15 minutes to prepare! As soon as the cannon sounded, they immediately attacked, and all the soldiers followed the movement of the bomb drop point! Xie Ruyi put down the phone call from Yan Youbin, glanced at the French liaison officer who smelled of a woman, and gave the order to attack.

Next to him, the French liaison officer, who was still immersed in the big butts of the two French widows last night, suddenly opened his mouth wide and his eyes bulged!

Could it be that your Chinese level has regressed? Just rush up? What about artillery preparations? Do they think that the Germans are asleep and stupid to let the enemy charge! God, don't these yellow-skinned maniacs know that Makqin will easily tear his body apart!!