Lieutenant William Gibson gripped the joystick tightly with both hands.

It has already entered the air defense interception area of the German air defense forces, and the battle loss rate is quite alarming for such a mission to bomb the German border.

William has completed all the flight missions after this mission, and can leave for the United States, he has made an appointment with his fiancée, and when he returns to the United States, he will get married, and open a bakery together to spend the rest of his life peacefully. Therefore, before taking off, he prayed thousands of times, hoping to mix up an easier task, but he did not expect the command to give an order to bomb factories near the border between the Netherlands and Germany.

William knew that most of the people in the headquarters who were responsible for compiling the battle plan didn't even know about him, so there would never be a staff officer of the headquarters who deliberately targeted him, but emotionally he still had a feeling that he was being targeted by someone.

Now I can only pray that the fleet will not encounter the sea female fox, thinking like this, William glanced at the magic guide fluctuation warning device on the operation board, once this thing sounds, the fleet will be in great trouble.

However, recently, due to the extensive combat of the US air combat Ji, the German sea female fox has been mobilized to deal with the US air combat Ji, and grabbed air supremacy at medium and low altitudes, so the number of high-altitude bomber units encountering the sea female fox has dropped sharply, which has somewhat reduced William's inner apprehension.

"It's a shame," William said in his heart, "and he is the oldest pilot in the fleet, but he is as nervous as a novice......

At this moment, the bombardier Michelle reported loudly: "I see a shadow ahead!" ”

William's body shook violently, and he searched forward with wide eyes, and sure enough, he saw four shadows flying at a higher altitude.

"Prepare for battle!"

William was responded to by the sound of the bolt being pulled.

The defense of the front of the B17 was very bad, which the Germans knew, and of course the B17 pilots themselves knew, so they asked the ground crew to do a lot of manipulation in the nose part, such as forcing a bunch of machine guns to fire sideways, and then the two planes formed a cover front fire for each other...... The latest modification already has a forward-facing turret installed in the nose section, but the model William is driving is not the latest.

At this time, William's wingman had already opened fire, and just when William cursed "what are those rookies fighting around", he suddenly realized that it was not that the rookies fired too early, but that the incoming enemy planes were too fast.

In the blink of an eye, the enemy aircraft rushed into the formation of the B17 and disappeared into William's blind spot.

"Oh my God, it's a sea fox!"

Someone in William's headphones screamed, which made William look at the alarm on the dashboard in confusion.

"Are you blind, that's not a sea fox!" Another voice appeared in the internal communication, "Damn, that's a new German machine!" ”

"They're turning back!" The tail gunner shouted, "Thank goodness they seem to have a large radius of turn, and that's definitely not the sea fox, the sea fox turns much faster than that." ”

Most of Wilhelm's crew were experienced and had survived a sea fox attack, so they were quite familiar with the ultimate German air force.

"What's there to thank God for!" The radioman and gunner on the back of the plane said, "This means that the Germans have another terrible air fighter!" Their raid just now shot down at least the Mercury Dove, the Royal Salute, and the New Orleans! ”

"I also saw the Handsome Jack with its engine on, but it was already extinguished." The gunner on the right added.

"They're here again!" The tail gunner shouted.

William felt his heart jump to his throat, he prayed that the enemy would not use his body as a target, and prayed for the blessing of the gods of various faiths, he really shouted three times in his heart Long live Lin Youde, hoping that these soldiers loyal to Lin Youde would let him go.

Suddenly, the cockpit was illuminated by a crimson fire, and at first William thought that his engine was hit, and he was shocked into a cold sweat, but he turned his head to look and realized that it was the wingman's engine that exploded, and then the enemy plane, which had just staggered and was too fast to see clearly, rushed into William's eyes.

The pilot's dynamic vision was excellent, and he could see the shape of the airframe clearly at once, unlike the strange but elegant sea fox, the shape of this new aircraft looked more capable and full of industrial feeling.

Like the sea female fox, it has no propellers, and a high-temperature wake can be seen under the corresponding tail.

"I see," said William, forgetting his apprehension for a moment, whispered, "the Germans have regularized the engine of the sea fox......

Regularization, which is a term that Americans like to use, means to reproduce functions that can only be achieved by the guò magic device with technological products, for example, in the eyes of Americans, the telephone and radio are the normalization of magic communication.

Of course, William could not have known that the jet engine of the sea female fox was originally the product of ordinary technology, but it was only achieved with high-performance magic parts.

And the engine performance of the new aircraft that passed in front of him was much worse than that of the sea female fox.

But this is a lot worse performance, which is enough to pose a huge threat to the B17.

"I can't hit it!" The left-hand shooter was in a very impatient voice, "It's too fast!" And it's smaller than those magic armors! ”

"Shoot as hard as you can, they don't have shields, and they're even more afraid of our firepower." William could only give the order, "Try to make their pilots think that we are a difficult target, so that they will choose others first!" ”

Although it hurts the peace of the troops to say it, the B17 unit basically has this mentality when dealing with the attack of something like the sea female fox: if you fire desperately, the opponent will choose an easier target, and the opponent will run out of ammunition and survive itself.

Of course, shooting desperately can itself cover the other B17s in a dense formation, so such an idea can actually increase the survival rate of your teammates as well.

"Damn," the radioman's voice reappeared, "we've lost four more, there's already a gap in the formation, we'd better get closer to the planes next to us, or they'll turn around and come back unlucky." ”

"Got it." William glanced at the porthole on his side, and saw that there were almost no allies on his side, so he turned his head to look at the co-pilot, "We're going to get closer to the right, you look at it." ”

"Understood!"

While William was operating the plane, the bombardier's voice sounded in the inner line: "Look ahead!" ”

William looked ahead and saw that the enemy plane that had just skimmed was climbing, and they also seemed to find that the horizontal rotation was too timely, so they turned to the Inmaiman maneuver to complete the U-turn......

"What kind of horizontal maneuverability is that...... co-pilot lamented.

"Aren't the Germans' planes always capable of horizontal maneuverability, and their entire air combat theory was put forward by Lin Youde alone." William replied subconsciously.

"Lin Youde is really ...... A Chinese who understands so many things, why doesn't he lead his motherland to prosperity and strength, and run to Germany? ”

"I heard it's because he likes white blonde girls...... Look at the side! ”

William suddenly remembered the task he had just given to the co-pilot, and he turned his head with the co-pilot, and then the co-pilot exclaimed, "It's going to crash!" ”

William jerked the steering stick, and the B17 sank downward, and then the wing of a friendly plane appeared above the cockpit, blocking out the sunlight - the wing would have poked into the body of William's plane.

Wilhelm wiped the cold sweat from his head, and at this moment, the Germans came again.

This was the first time Wilhelm had seen the Germans fire at this new plane, and its firepower was so fierce that the tracer bullets formed a long red whip that barely saw the gap, directly cutting off the wing of the B17 that had just almost hit William and them.

At this moment, William realized that something was wrong.

The B17, whose wing had been severed, fell downwards and smashed directly into William's landline.

The violent shaking caused William's head to hit the dashboard, and he passed out, not knowing anything.

The explosion then occurred, and the flames that poured into the cockpit from behind lit the photograph on the dashboard in front of William, and the girl's smile in the photo quickly turned to black ashes, which was then lifted off by the secondary explosion, scattering into the air along with a large number of steel fragments.

**

On this day, after landing at the airport, Hartmann went straight to the headquarters as soon as he got off the plane.

"Your Excellency," he said aloud as he entered, "when are we going to get that new plane?" ”

"I don't know what you're talking about." The Wing Captain looked up at Hartman, "There's never been a new plane, and there's never been any refitting. Do you know what I say? ”

"Understood! So when are we going to get a new plane? This time, will you still decide the order of costume change based on your results? ”

"I don't know, it doesn't say anything, don't ask." The Wing Commander paused, he came to Hartmann, and whispered, "But don't worry, the situation in the air is very serious now, although the German mainland has not been bombed much, but the allies have been bombed terribly. If nothing else, we're going to be moving to France soon, and in this environment, anything new on the Potsdam side will be put into action as quickly as possible, so don't worry, I think you'll be able to fly on that thing in a year at the latest. ”

**

A few days later, in the evening.

Winston Churchill and Charlotte sat across from each other, both holding photographs.

"This is a photograph of the landing of a new enemy aircraft taken by our spies near the airfield," explains MI6's Sir Cumming, "and because of the distance, only this kind of blurry photograph can be taken." However, its basic characteristics ......"

"It's a jet." Charlotte threw the picture in her hand on the table, "It looks like the Germans are a little faster than us. ”

"Hurry up?" Churchill raised an eyebrow.

Charlotte ignored him, and asked Sir Cumming, "Do you know how many of these models there are?" ”

"We haven't gotten direct intelligence yet."

As soon as Cumming finished speaking, the commander of the Eighth Air Force of the US Army Air Corps said: "Judging from our reports on our engagements with this new type of aircraft in the past few days, the Germans should have only four or five such aircraft. And we shot down one of them -- and of course it could have been a mechanical failure. ”

"Well," Charlotte nodded, "it seems that the Germans have brought the immature prototype or even the prototype to fight, so it seems that the Germans are not much ahead of us." ”

"Miss President," Churchill finally asked, "listen to your tone, there are jets in the United States?" ”

The British have long been aware of the fact that the United States is studying jets, especially since Charlotte inadvertently revealed this, and MI6 has been trying to gather relevant intelligence. MI6 believes that the prototype of the American jet should not have flown yet.

"Yes," Charlotte's reply made Churchill glance at Sir Cumming, "the first prototype we flew in October '42 fell because of some engine problems, because we didn't think to take a large propeller plane and put it on a jet engine to test it...... It seems that we are also going to speed up the pace of jet combat a little. ”