"The gunner is bombed!" The exclamation of the radioman was heard in the communication circuit, "He is badly wounded!" ”

"I'll take his place!" Monica said as she dropped the headphones, then shouted at the radioman's throat and ordered, "You come and bandage him!" ”

Oliver was about to do something when two dark shadows burst into his field of vision, darling towards the earth below. It looks like a new type of aircraft, and the slender fuselage is very different from the short and thick shape of the Russian army in the past, and it seems that it is probably the new model of the United States that Mr. Lin named "Flying Snake".

After the Russian army rushed down, Oliver saw the escort 109 flip the fuselage and make a series of beautiful maneuvers - Oliver remembered that it was a maneuver named Broken S by Mr. Lin.

"Kill them!" Oliver couldn't help but mutter.

Then the two 109 long planes that flipped the fuselage were hit from the rear by a "fireball", and the fuselage broke into two in a blink of an eye.

Immediately after that, another rustic green flying snake rushed into Oliver's field of vision, and he opened fire on the remaining 109, and the fireballs that erupted from the nose of the plane continued to graze the surviving 109.

Suddenly, flames erupted from the tail of SCP-109, and a few seconds later, a white umbrella flower appeared in Oliver's field of vision.

At the same time, an exclamation came from Oliver's headphones: "Pokryshkin! It's Pokryshkin! ”

"What?" Oliver exclaimed, "That Russian trump card? ”

"It doesn't matter if it's a trump card or not! He's just as human, his eyes wide, and we'll knock him down when he comes back! Monica's voice was distinctly high-spirited, and she sounded unafraid of the sudden appearance of the symbol of the Russian Air Force, but rather excited.

"Did she think that after shooting down this person, she would be able to ask Lin Youde for such a thing?" Oliver muttered quietly, and then remembered that the microphone was a patch microphone attached to his throat, and that the muttering had already reached Captain Monica's ears along the inner line.

"yes, I was trying to shoot down that guy." Monica's voice came from the headphones, "But it's not because I want to take credit, but as a German soldier, when facing the most threatening enemy, I must find a way to kill it and remove the obstacles to our army's victory!" Is there a problem with this idea? ”

"No, no, you're right." Oliver replied that although not as fanatical as Monica, Oliver was German himself and certainly hoped for victory for the German army. He fought hard for this, but now he didn't even have a weapon for combat - the machine gun had been removed from Oliver's belly turret in order to install sighting devices.

Therefore, the only thing Oliver can do is keep his eyes wide on the enemy's tracks, and keep them from attacking from below.

Suddenly, an exclamation came from Oliver's headphones: "I was hit!" ”

Almost at the same time as the exclamations, the twin 13mm machine guns on the back of the plane went off, and the continuous firing continued to penetrate the headphones, which were not very sound-insulated, and at the same time, bullet casings that flew out of the chamber fell into the belly turret where Oliver was.

Oliver, you sweat coldly, and that's when the elongated green mech once again burst into his field of vision. This time Oliver looked carefully, the nose part of the front of the fuselage was actually a row of Orthodox crosses, and Oliver guessed that it represented the number of German fighters shot down by the people in the cabin. In a flash, Oliver certainly couldn't count how many crosses there were, but there were enough to line them up from the nose to the cockpit.

As the fighter plane rushed downward, the scattered 109 also entered Oliver's field of vision.

"Damn it!" Oliver muttered, "That guy must have started pulling up before he flew far, otherwise he wouldn't have swooped off our heads again so quickly!" What are our fighters doing? ”

Before he could finish speaking, Oliver saw Pokryshkin's fighter end its dive and begin to soar rapidly.

"It's in our field of vision! This is so arrogant! Oliver shouted.

But at this time he did not have any weapons to attack the rising Pokryshkin - in fact, even if the machine gun was still there, it would be useless to travel such a distance.

Obviously, when it rises to the limit and a large amount of energy is converted into potential energy, it is the most vulnerable point in time for the fighter.

At this moment, Oliver heard a calm voice coming from the headphones: "I found you, Pokryshkin!" ”

Immediately after that, Oliver saw Pokryshkin's body suddenly roll in a state of ascension, and then directly pull the rod into the dive. Just as Pokryshkin did this, a barrage of tracer bullets swept over where his mech had just been.

The Pokrysh gold machine swooped down quickly, shrinking into a small dot in an instant.

Immediately after that, two 109s came into Oliver's field of vision.

The livery of the long aircraft is clearly different from that of ordinary German fighters. According to Lin Youde's regulations, air force pilots can decide on the style of decals on the tail fin if they have five verifiable results, decide on the style of the decal on the left wing if they have 10 verifiable results, paint the wings according to their own wishes with 20 results, and paint the entire fighter according to their own wishes with 40 results.

The pilot of the fighter plane should have had more than twenty verifiable results, and his wings were painted a vivid sky blue.

"Pokryshkin!" Oliver heard someone on the radio shouting, "Let's fight to the death!" Turn around, you coward! ”

But Pokryshkin's mech had turned into a small black dot, and Oliver saw that the German ace was the first to change to dive and pull up, and then his wingman also broke away from the dive.

At this time, Monica's voice came from the headphones: "Why don't you chase it?" He shot down three of our fighters! ”

"Pokryshkin is cunning," replied the pilot who had just shouted, "he has mastered the knack of energy air combat, and will simply run away when his own energy is inferior to that of his opponent." His new airframe performs better than ours at low altitudes, and we will suffer if we chase it down. ”

"What a coward, I thought he would be a real fighter."

"Miss," the pilot's voice was rather disapproving, "I think we have a disagreement on what a true warrior is, and a warrior who can save himself to destroy the enemy is the real warrior, and those who are brutal are just a brave man." ”

"This ......"

"Don't worry, we'll catch him someday, he won't be so lucky forever, miss." The pilot's voice sounded quite confident.

Maybe Monica also felt this confidence, so she didn't say anything more.