Maxson, who had little combat experience, was terrified, and now his mind was full of the desperate eyes of George's death, and he quietly hid in a backward assault boat as he saw the chaotic soldiers crawling up the assault boat.

The troops crossing the river were dispatched one after another, and each assault boat had five people on board, the first man with a gun on the bow to cover his assault boat, and the other four men rowed desperately with an oar each.

Maxson was the first to get on the assault boat, and as soon as he boarded the assault boat, he lay directly near the bow of the boat, and at this time Maxson was so frightened that he didn't dare to come out, let alone raise his gun to shoot.

The Axis troops' assault troops rowed their assault boats and rushed towards the other side of the river, while the heavy artillery and various light weapons that were responsible for covering the shore kept firing at the positions of the NATO allies, trying their best to block the opponent's firepower.

Soon, under the cover of F84 fighters, a large number of B25 tactical bombers also penetrated at low altitude and launched a strong attack on NATO positions on the river bank. Seeing the attack of the Axis air force, Lieutenant General Gao Zhihong, who was already the commander of the air force of the military region, personally went into battle, and immediately took off with eight wings of Golden Eagle 4 fighters and flew towards the Axis air force.

"Radar locks, fire." With a command, dozens of anti-aircraft missile mounts quickly rotated, shooting huge missiles with tail flames into the sky, and the missiles quickly approached the fleet of the Axis forces at a speed of Mach 2.

The missiles did not directly hit the planes, they exploded themselves as soon as they got close to the planes, and the shrapnel flying sideways instantly covered a range of more than 60 meters, and several jet fighters within this range suddenly fell to the ground like kites with broken strings.

This unit is a missile brigade reinforced by the Second Artillery Corps to Gao Deyu, but the Second Artillery Corps has not been established for a long time, and there are not many troops that they can come up with, and one missile brigade is already their limit. The Hongqi-1 anti-aircraft missile was indeed sharp, and its speed of up to Mach 2 made it impossible for Axis pilots to avoid it, but the number was too small to have much impact on the situation of the war.

The backbone of real ground-based air defense are the self-propelled anti-aircraft guns of the Storm Bear 2 series, which are divided into three calibers: 25 mm, 37 mm and 57 mm. These self-propelled anti-aircraft guns are the first generation of self-propelled anti-aircraft artillery systems equipped with radar vehicles in the Chinese Empire, they are battalion units, equipped with anti-aircraft radar vehicles and command vehicles, in the case of data link sharing, their shooting accuracy is very high, and the B25 tactical bombers with low-altitude bombs are knocked down one after another.

Self-propelled guns had a small caliber, and they could not hit high-altitude targets, but such a high-altitude blockade mission was carried out with towed 88-mm and 100-3-mm anti-aircraft guns, and with such a well-developed anti-aircraft fire network, the Axis air forces suffered great damage.

The anti-aircraft fire on the ground was not very mobile, and it was impossible for them to cover everything, so the positions in many places were still heavily bombarded. For these enemy aircraft, only the air force can resist, but the Axis air force has a larger number of fighters, and they desperately entangle the fighter fleet of the Chinese air force, and the two sides fight fierce air battles in the sky over the Dnieper.

Gao Zhihong, who was already in his forties, rushed to the front with his escort squadron, and behind his escort was more than 600 Golden Eagle 4 fighters lined up in a neat formation. "Brothers, cheer up and teach those Bostonians what air combat is." Gao Zhihong was motivating in the microphone, and the fighter pilots turned on the afterburner with a burst of applause and whistles.

A puff of black smoke came out of the tail spout, and the fighter group of the Chinese Air Force rushed towards a large number of enemy aircraft at the fastest speed. Diagonally across a wonderful arc, Gao Zhihong took his wingman to cut into the Axis group first, and the cannon fired several short points in a row, knocking down a plane in front of him.

More than 600 Golden Eagle 4 fighters and more than 1,000 F84 fighters were mixed together, and the pilots of both sides showed their own magical powers. Clenching the operating lever in his hand, Gao Zhihong felt that he had returned to the battlefield twenty years ago, when he was still a twenty-year-old young man, rushing and killing on the battlefield, and never knew how to be afraid.

With pride in his chest, Gao Zhihong held the joystick tightly and calmly looked at the fighter jets flying around, including teammates and enemies. Relying on his superb operation skills, Gao Zhihong deftly shuttled through the dense fire net, shooting down an enemy plane from time to time, quite easily and freely.

Not every pilot has Gao Zhihong's general skills, and the number of Axis air forces occupies an absolute advantage after all. In such a large-scale melee, numerical superiority took advantage of a lot. Although the losses of the Axis air force were greater, many Chinese air force pilots were shot down, but fortunately, the Golden Eagle 4 fighter had a perfect ejection seat system, and the pilots were safely separated from their planes.

An F84 fighter with fire fell down and fell into the river directly 100 meters in front of Maxson, and the huge waves stirred up by the plane almost overturned their assault boat, causing Maxson to shrink his neck vigorously.

At the beckoning of his teammates, Maxson finally suppressed the fear in his heart and stretched the muzzle of the semi-automatic rifle in his hand out of the side of the boat. As soon as he fired two shots, Maxson only felt a strong force coming from his head, and he was involuntarily leaned back by the huge force, and fell directly on the body of his teammate behind him, and his eyes were blackened for a while.

With the help of his teammates, Maxson straightened up, and he groped over his head to find a flattened bullet embedded in his helmet, and apparently he almost got a headshot, and he struggled to crawl back into his position. As soon as he raised his rifle, Maxson heard the whistling of shells, and a 203-millimeter shell landed near the assault boat, blowing up a large column of water, and the shock wave directly overturned the assault boat where Maxson was located.

The autumn river water has a biting coolness, but at this time Maxson can't care about this, he immediately threw away his rifle when he fell into the water, and slid his limbs hard, with the water nature he had cultivated for many years of fishing, he quickly surfaced. Wiping the water droplets from his face, Maxson looked around, and he found that the river was already in chaos at this time, the assault boats of the Axis crossing the river had been sunk in large numbers, and the soldiers who rushed to the front were basically killed on the way to cross the river, and the water was full of corpses, and even the river water became slightly red.

A downed Axis plane is sinking not far away, spilling fuel burning on the surface of the water like a flame from hell. Not a single companion could be seen around, and a feeling of loneliness and fear instantly occupied Maxson's chest, and he immediately turned around and swam towards the west bank of the Dnieper, where the Axis positions were located.

Maxson swam towards the shore with all his might, waving his arms constantly, and from time to time a dense rain of bullets fell around him, but he was miraculously unharmed. Seeing that it was only a dozen meters away from the river bank, there was a sudden whistling sound in the sky, and Maxson tried to raise his head and found a downed Golden Eagle 4 fighter jet, with a full body of flames pressing down on the top of his head.

Maxson was so frightened that a fierce man plunged into the water and swam desperately to the deep water, he knew very well that his body was not flexible in the water at this time, and it was too late to avoid it, and only by swimming to the deep water could he escape. The heavy body fell on the water, and the huge impact force made the plane rush into the water, stirring up huge waves, due to the buoyancy of the water, the plane suddenly floated upwards after entering the water at a certain depth, temporarily stopping the downward trend, and the body floated up again half a meter above Maxson's head.

Seeing that he had escaped this accident, Maxson still didn't dare to be careless, he knew that the plane's float was only temporary, because the body was made of heavy metal, it would soon sink down, if he was covered underneath, he wouldn't want to go out, not to mention that the fuel leaking around the plane must be burning, and he had to go as far as possible before coming up to ensure safety.

Relying on the water nature of going to the sea to fish for ginseng, Maxson used diving to swim ten meters before he showed his head, he took a deep breath, turned his head to look, and found that the plane had sunk to the bottom with the surrounding flames. Maxson couldn't care to look at it anymore, now that bullets were falling on the water every minute, threatening his life enormously, he didn't want to stay here for a moment.

Maxson quickly swam ashore, by which time he was exhausted and lay on the bank of the river and did not want to get up. The medics thought he was wounded, so they hurriedly carried him onto a stretcher and ran towards the field hospital, while Maxson was happy to leave the tragic battlefield and go to the rear for a while.

While Maxson was fleeing from the battlefield on a stretcher, the battle in the sky was still raging, and due to the disparity in numbers, the Chinese Air Force began to gradually run out, and many people were running out of ammunition. Gao Zhihong had already shot down seventeen enemy planes, but his lack of ammunition was also the most serious, the shells of the machine gun had long been exhausted, and even the machine gun ammunition was not much left.

Gao Zhihong is the soul of the entire air force, and if he takes the initiative to leave, he will certainly shake the military morale of the pilots, so Gao Zhihong does not dare to return to the plane, he tries to save bullets as much as possible, and has a difficult maneuver with the enemy plane. At this time, the pressure on other pilots was also very great, the ratio of fighters between the Axis countries and NATO was three to one, and in the face of the enemy planes with a threefold advantage, the Chinese Air Force fought very hard, and many planes were holding on with scars all over their bodies.

With a small radius turn, Gao Zhihong bit an enemy plane again and put the opponent's tail into the sight. Pressing the machine gun button hard, the familiar crisp gunfire did not come again, this time Gao Zhihong was completely out of bullets.