Chapter 911: Eagle Falcon Fold Wings
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Over the Thames River in the Strait of Dover, 12 Thunderbolt fighters with dragon heads painted on their noses hung auxiliary fuel tanks and shuttled quickly in the white clouds. In the long plane that took the lead, Liu Cuigang opened the cockpit a thin slit and enjoyed the howling sea breeze. From 15 July, the Luftwaffe launched the Battle of the Strait of Dover in an attempt to wipe out the British fleet passing through the channel. Because the Strait of Dover is the narrowest sea in the English Channel, and it is also the bottleneck of the English Channel, and the fleet from the Atlantic Ocean must also pass through here, and must pass through here before sailing into the port of London. So to block this place is to block the passage into the North Sea. In fact, Goering had another plan, that is, to completely destroy the British Air Force by attacking British merchant ships and luring British fighters out.
At first, the British were not fooled, and although German planes buzzed around the Strait of Dover like flies every day, the British Air Force simply ignored them. It was not until the Luftwaffe arrogantly penetrated deep into the Thames to attack the fleet that it began to actively respond to the battle. As more and more warplanes were put into operation, fierce fighting over the Strait of Dover became increasingly fierce. In these air battles, Britain did not have an advantage. Because many German pilots have fought from the Spanish Civil War to the present, and have been tempered by many wars. Most of the pilots of the British Air Force went to war just after completing their training. In the case of increasingly serious losses, the Chinese air service regiment to aid Britain had to end its adaptation training ahead of schedule and rushed from Liverpool to participate in the defense of the Strait.
But Liu Cuigang didn't know that just yesterday, after GΓΆring patted his chest in front of Hitler and promised to destroy the British Air Force within a week and open the landing channel, he was actually panicked, so this morning he issued a special order requiring that the parachute must be strafed after shooting down the enemy plane! Kill the pilot! Because he believed that Britain lacked enough pilots, so just kill those who parachuted. Even if Britain could build an airplane, no one would fly it.
"Captain, do you think you'll meet the Luftwaffe today?" Inside the No. 11 plane, Li Zhen, who has three shot down experience, was very excited. As a 25-year-old pilot with 600 hours of flying experience, he was as eager to fight the Luftwaffe as most young Air Force men. At the moment, sitting in the cabin, I can't stop looking around looking for the target.
"Hell knows, they've been flying for so long." The pilot of the No. 7 machine looked at the fuel gauge: "Captain, the auxiliary fuel tank is running out." β
"Got it, continue east." Liu Cui just glanced at the fuel gauge. Gently flick the lever. The Thunderbolt is a very maneuverable and very responsive fighter, and it takes a lot of skill to fly it well. However, it was not difficult for him, so the fighter quickly turned over and swept west.
"Eight o'clock. Look! β
As soon as the formation drilled out of the clouds, a scene made Li Zhen and his comrades excited. I saw that at eight o'clock, more than a dozen JU88s were bombarding indiscriminately around a small fleet of boats preparing to enter the river. "Vostok One, this is Vostok One. 120 km east of the Thames, the number of enemy aircraft is 12 JU88s, the speed is 300 miles, and the altitude is 2500 meters. The distance is 45 km. Liu Cuigang quickly pressed the throat intercom, and after reporting the target to the British Channel air defense tower, he turned on the internal channel: "Two by two formations, throw away the auxiliary fuel tank." Squads 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5 attack. Team 6 observes, be careful109. β
Liu Cuigang's reaction was very fast, and at the same time as he gave the order, he threw away the auxiliary fuel tank and pushed the oil rod to the end. Whistling towards ju88.
The JU88, which was bombing the convoy, also spotted the uninvited guests, but it was clear that the German pilots had seen the lightning for the first time. So I didn't react immediately. It wasn't until Thunderbolt began to dive that he realized that it might be a new British aircraft and immediately fled in the direction of Calais. "Want to run?!" Liu Cui just saw that ju88 wanted to run, and immediately beckoned everyone to follow. But just as he accelerated towards the JU88 group, the bombers suddenly scattered left and right, and at the moment when the group dispersed, more than a dozen BF109s formed a three-dimensional phalanx and suddenly drilled out of the sun.
β109οΌβ Li Zhen in the clouds in the sky was the first to discover the target.
"Damn! It's a trap, be careful! As soon as he saw the backlit BF109, Liu Cuigang immediately realized that he had been tricked. The JU88 group is covering the BF109 and using the glare of the sunlight to make the fighters launch a surprise attack. At this time, he couldn't dodge, and once he dodged, the tail of the plane would be exposed, so he gritted his teeth and led everyone to accelerate forward.
Neither formation evaded, and rushed straight towards each other like arrows from a string, until they came into range of machine guns, opened fire and then rolled around at the same time to evade. In the flash of lightning, more than 30 fighter planes all grazed each other's bullets and swept over their shoulders. "If you want to hit Lao Tzu, there is no door!" After Liu Cui broke through the phalanx of German aircraft, he immediately stepped on the rudder and turned quickly, and called out to his comrades to ask if anyone had been shot down.
"No, it didn't hit."
"They're so fast!"
"Look, Li Zhen has gone up."
While the pilots reported that they were not injured, the BF109 fleet also began to make a rapid U-turn. But the German pilots didn't expect Liu Cuigang to leave two thunderbolts to hide in the clouds early, so when they turned, Li Zhen had already led the wingman to dive down at a speed of 700 kilometers per hour. Although there are not many Thunderbolts, the Thunderbolts that came to Britain this time are all six machine gun configurations, so the firepower is extremely powerful. I saw that the nose of the plane was swept away, and a BF109 that failed to change from the turning state was shot down.
Such rapid losses made the German pilots immediately realize that this group of opponents' aircraft was unusual, not even worse than the latest British Spitfire, so they quickly dispersed. Li Zhen hit with one blow and killed so much that he forgot that there were more than a dozen enemy planes around him, and flicked the operating stick and rushed towards a BF109.
"Li Zhen, watch your back!" Liu Cuigang, who had already turned the corner, immediately shouted when he saw this, because from his point of view, the two BF109s on the left had already quickly rolled towards the tail of Li Zhen, who was bent on meritorious service. "Let him go, squirt water to speed away! Number two, follow me. Liu Cuigang shouted for Li Zhen to give up the pursuit, and sprayed methane into the cylinder to accelerate and avoid it first. But it was too late at this moment, the bf109 who was being pursued by Li Zhen was obviously a veteran, knowing that his comrades must be behind, so he was not in a hurry to break away, but kept swaying to avoid the bullets, forcing the pursuing Li Zhen to also keep slowing down.
Missing a few times in a row made Li Zhen realize that his speed was too low, and he was just about to give up looking for another opportunity. The two bf109s who were chasing him had already caught up from behind. The two BF109s were like two short blades, forming a left and right angle and quickly passing over his head. After a strafing shot, sparks flickered on Li Zhen's lightning wings. Although he activated the fire extinguishing in time, the bullet tore through the aluminum skin, causing the fighter plane to lose control all of a sudden.
"Mom!" Li Zhen scolded and secretly blamed himself for being too impulsive. After all, the Luftwaffe is not the Soviet Union, and the BF109 is not a wooden frame of the Soviet Union, not only is the roll and climb superior, but also the cooperation with each other is also very tacit. "Brethren, I'll go first. Wait for you to have lunch. After some hard work, he found that the fighter still did not respond, and Li Zhen had to abandon the plane in frustration.
Seeing Li Zhen open the parachute, Liu Cuigang breathed a sigh of relief. Because of the large number of British fishing boats in the Thames estuary that were responsible for rescuing pilots, most of the pilots were able to get rescued in time. But let him and all the Thunderbolt pilots didn't expect it to be. As they continued to chase the target, a BF109 suddenly flew towards Li Zhen's parachute. "Don't!" In Liu Cuigang's tearful shouting, the sound of da-da-da The two long tongues of fire quickly hit Li Zhen, who was still annoyed, and blood suddenly gushed out from the mine inside the flight suit!
"Bastard, I'll fuck you grandma!" This scene angered all the thunder and lightning! Because in the previous battles. No matter how fierce the fight between the two sides is, they will not strafe the parachuted pilots. But now Germany has broken this "tacit understanding"! This is not the honor of the warriors, it is a planned slaughter!
"Come on! Avenge Li Zhen! Kill all the Nazis! β
Li Zhen's death completely angered the pilots. They disregard engine wear and tear. Methane was sprayed into the cylinder. In an instant, the remaining eleven lightning bolts increased their speed to nearly 730 kilometers and rushed towards BF109 like a frenzied herd of bison. The sudden acceleration of the Thunderbolt startled the German pilots, but they did not panic. Instead, he used his excellent roll performance to try to take down his opponent again.
Liu Cui just bit his lip and ignored the two enemy planes shuttling by. Rushed towards the BF109 that killed Li Zhen. The pilot of this BF109 is obviously also a veteran, and when he saw Liu Cui's speed just coming, he knew that he was inferior to the other party, so he immediately came up with a tactic to deal with the Spitfire and dived sharply downward. This was the experience of the German pilots after many encounters with the Spitfire, because the early Spitfire often had engine wheezing and stalling when quickly switching from level flight to high-speed diving. But thunder and lightning is not a fire, although the Republic of China still has a gap in engine material technology, but the problems of spark plugs and carburetors have long been corrected. "You can't run away!" So Liu Cuigang didn't hesitate, sneered and put his finger on the trigger, and followed the dive with a flick of the operating lever.
On the blue sea and blue sky, two war eagles chased one after the other and dived towards the sea. The BF109 in front obviously didn't expect the lightning to dive faster than itself, so he had to change his tactics again, change the dive to climb, and try to shake off Liu Cuigang with the vertical climbing maneuver that the BF109 is best at.
"And I than climbing? Then see who's fast! Liu Cuigang sneered even more, and gently pulled the operating lever with his wrist. You may not be able to see the difference between the two fighters when diving, but in climbing, the advantage of Thunderbolt is too great! The lightning climb rate of more than 1,400 meters per minute with a four-bladed large-scale propeller is beyond the reach of even the first-generation jet aircraft, and it is not comparable to the BF109. So he quickly caught up with the BF109 and pulled the trigger with his fingers until he smashed the opponent into a ball of fire. "Captain, watch the back!" As soon as he got out of the fireball, the wingman alerted two more BF109s to come up with their butts. Liu Cui just saw the other party getting closer from the mirror, not only did not accelerate, but slowed down a little bit.
"Captain, captain! Accelerate, accelerate! When the wingman saw Liu Cui just slowing down, he was immediately frightened and covered in cold sweat. But just as the pilots of the two BF109s pressed the trigger, Liu Cuigang's lightning suddenly opened its flaps, and then quickly pulled up.
The wide flaps made Raiden slow down suddenly, and the two pursuing BF109s didn't have time to react, and rushed straight from under Raiden over their heads. "God, how did he do that?" The German pilot in the wingman was stunned, and from his point of view, the thunder and lightning looked like a dragon suddenly raised its head, and the engine spewed billowing black smoke, and then made a turn with a very small radius over their heads in a near-stall hovering motion. The two BF109s immediately realized that they had encountered their opponents, and immediately accelerated to escape, but the thunderbolt with excellent handling had already completed the maneuver quickly at this time, and Liu Cuigang, who had the advantage of speed, accelerated again, and in less than thirty seconds, he bit the wingman's tail and shot a dense number of bullets.
The second shot down was completed in less than five minutes, making Liu Cuigang the star of this air battle. But by the time he was ready to continue the pursuit of the long plane, the BF109 group had already begun to retreat. There is no way, the range of BF109 is too short, if you continue to entangle with thunder and lightning, I am afraid that even the fuel to fly back will not be enough.
With the record of losing one and shooting down four, Liu Cuigang did not give the order to continue the pursuit. Instead, he lowered the altitude with the group of planes, and after three circles in the sea area where Li Zhen disappeared, he flew towards the base. When he landed, the British officers and pilots in the base who learned the news came up to hug him, but when everyone took out champagne to celebrate, he held them down.
"It's not over yet, whoever killed me, don't even think about running!" Liu Cuigang stood straight, with a dense crowd of Chinese pilots behind him