Many of the pilots who participated in the attack on the Soviet bombers, the pilots of the Northern Flying Group, witnessed Meng Qingpeng's almost aerobatic movements, a fighter, like a cannonball out of the chest, from the blue sky, a beautiful upside down, straight shot straight towards a huge Soviet bomber, the distance between the two sides, in the rapid closer, weight plus thrust, pressed him to the seat.

Meng Qingpeng's eyes narrowed, when there were still a few hundred meters away from the Soviet bomber, the fuselage was slightly flattened, his fingers pressed the shooting button fiercely, and the three machine guns in front of the nose spewed out three blazing tongues of fire, from the tail to the nose, the impact points were evenly distributed throughout the fuselage, and then, as soon as the nose was pulled, the fighter jumped sharply, drew a beautiful curve, and jumped into the sky again.

Senior Colonel Tolbukhin, who was sitting in the command position, had a sharp pain in his chest, and three large-caliber machine gun bullets hit him in the chest, almost breaking him at the waist, leaving him in his memory, the last thought, "I will never go back to the Don steppe!" Immediately, his body was crooked, blood flowed out, and his bomber, as if split in half by a long knife, was split in half.

With a loud bang, Colonel Tolbukhin's bomber exploded into a fireball in the air and scattered into the sky of Outer Mongolia, scorching fragments, "Commander Meng!" Well done so beautifully! In Meng Qingpeng's headphones, there was a burst of cheers.

Meng Qingpeng leveled the plane and looked around the battlefield, but in just 10 minutes, less than 50 of the more than 150 Soviet bombers were attacked by more than 240 fighters under his command, and moreover, the airspace where the Soviet bombers were shot down happened to be on the north bank of the Sejingge River. "The bombs of the Soviet army, falling on the heads of their own troops, I don't know what the killing effect is?" He had some evil thoughts.

"The fifth regiment, continue to attack the remaining Soviet bombers, don't fly away, and the rest of the regiments, follow me and support the commander's formation!" Meng Qingpeng gave the order, he commanded the fighter group, and he could join another battlefield with confidence. There, it was the battlefield that fighter pilots most desired, and there were more than a hundred Soviet fighters.

Senior Colonel Zyuganovsky, liaison with Senior Colonel Tolbukhin, was abruptly cut off. A sense of foreboding rose in his heart. I'm still late. The bomber formation was attacked by the fighters of the independent division, and I am afraid that the counterpart of the air force of the Don Military District would have been more than lucky, otherwise, at the critical moment when support was most needed. He will not cut off contact with himself, it can only be stated that his bomber was shot down!

Without waiting for Senior Colonel Zyuganovsky, he recovered from the extreme shock. Liu Cuigang commanded four fighter regiments, more than 240 fighters, has been killed in front of him, Liu Cuigang's tactics are very simple and direct, but also very effective, taking advantage of the height of the occupation, and the advantage in the number of fighters, the four regiments go hand in hand, like four long knives, slashing over, and suddenly disrupting the formation of the Soviet fighters.

Then, the two-plane or even four-plane cooperation began, coordinated operations, in every air combat battlefield, the formation of a local superiority in troops, on the blue sky of Outer Mongolia, more than 400 fighters on both sides, flying up and down, began to catch and kill, the sky, full of ballistics.

The strength is at a disadvantage, and it has lost its height advantage, coupled with the fierce rush of Liu Cuigang's group, the battle has just begun, and the first fighter division of the Air Force of the Transcaucasian Military District of the Soviet Union has fallen into passivity, and the current situation, let alone to rescue Colonel Tolbukhin's bomber formation, even if it is his own group, if he wants to get out, I am afraid he will not be able to do it, the pilots of the independent division bite very tightly and fight extremely fiercely!

Senior Colonel Zyuganovsky, one rolled over and dodged a rain of bullets from a fighter of an independent division, on the left wing, "Puff puff!" There was a light sound, the plane shook, he knew that his plane was shot, fortunately, it did not affect the performance of the aircraft, this is also thanks to the Soviet-style "Ilyushin" fighter, the skin is rough and thick, it is relatively forbidden to fight, and it is replaced by a Japanese "Zero" fighter, just these dozen machine gun bullets, although they will not kill themselves, they will also withdraw from the battlefield due to injuries.

Senior Colonel Zyuganovsky, who is trying to get rid of the pursuit of the pilots of the independent division, and takes the wingman out of the circle of battle, is not a fighter pilot who fights with the pilots of the independent division, but a division commander who commands a division.

After climbing to a certain height, Senior Colonel Zyuganovsky looked around the entire battlefield, and couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp, passive, these two words can explain the current situation of his aircraft group, he found that the combat effectiveness of the Northern Flying Group of the Independent Division that he had summed up before had a great deviation, and these Chinese pilots not only had a brave combat style, all of them were like outlaws, but also that the use of tactics and tactical coordination had obviously reached the level of perfection.

In the sky, constantly wailing and falling to the ground, or blasting into a fireball in the air, the vast majority of them are their own fighters, and in the headphones, the pilots constantly shouted, panicked, "Ivanov, come and support me, I was stared at by the Chinese fighters and couldn't get rid of it!" "The third group, move closer to me, damn it, how come there are so many independent division fighters around me!"

Senior Colonel Zyuganovsky sadly saw that this sudden air battle was rapidly devouring the lives of his fighters and pilots, and that the fighter group of the independent division that attacked the Tolbukhin bomber group would join the battlefield immediately after the Tolbukhin was eliminated.

"Chita Air Command, I am Senior Colonel Djuganovsky of the 1st Fighter Division, urgently call, request reinforcements, our aircraft group is facing several times the attack of the independent division with my fighters, the number of enemy aircraft is more than 300, now, our division is in a bitter battle, unable to get out of the battlefield, the first division has lost more than a third of its combat effectiveness, ask for reinforcements!"

Senior Colonel Zyuganovsky shouted loudly that in this kind of battlefield situation, when it is not the time to be reckless, there is no rescue, and not a single fighter of the First Division, including himself, can escape.

At this time, the Chita ground air force of the Transcaucasian Military District of the Soviet Union was already in chaos, and the 3rd Bomber Division of the Air Force of the Don River Military District was attacked by fighters of the independent division.

Major General Sashkov, chief of staff of the Air Force of the Military District, who commanded the air battle, almost fainted on the spot, and more than 150 bombers of a whole division, even a bomb, were dumpled by the Chinese before they were thrown on the positions of the troops of the independent division.

The first reason that Major General Sashkov thought of was that Senior Colonel Zyuganovsky, who was usually arrogant and thought he was very set, had delayed the escort time and led to such a disastrous consequence, and Comrade Chief of Staff immediately thought that now was not the time to pursue responsibility, and the most important thing to do was to rescue the bomber formation.

He was just about to order Senior Colonel Zyuganovsky to rescue at any cost, but the news came that Senior Colonel Zyuganovsky asked for help, according to this guy, let alone rescue, it was himself, and it was difficult to protect himself, my God, how many fighters did Tang Qiuli dispatch?

Fighting a bomber division, the whole army will be wiped out immediately, and it also surrounds a fighter division, more than 300 fighters, it can't be done at all, a lot, Tang Qiuli must have dispatched a lot of fighters, is it that two flight divisions, is it reimbursed like this?

Just when Major General Sashkov was panicked and had not yet recovered from the heavy blow, the commander of the Air Force of the Military District, General Konev, rushed to the air command when he heard the news and saw his chief of staff.

Immediately, Admiral Konev issued an order: "I order that the second, third, and fourth fighter divisions of the Air Force of the Military Region take off immediately and rush to the battlefield in the airspace of the Sejingge River. ”

Admiral Konev played with his life, took out all the family resources of the Air Force of the Transcaucasian Military District, and fought an unplanned air decisive battle with the independent division aviation, he knew in his heart that it was really a bomber division and a fighter division, buried in the airspace of the Sejingge River, and he himself as the commander was also the end, I am afraid that if he wants to spend the rest of his life in the concentration camp, first of all, the short-tempered commander of the military district, General Kulygin, will not be able to spare himself, especially when it comes to the air force of the Don Military District.

Putting down the phone, Admiral Konev sat on his chair tiredly, the current situation of the air battle on the front line of the Huge River was beyond his expectations, and the blow to him could be described as huge, even if the air force of the military region was dispatched to repel the fighter group of the Northern Flying Group of the Independent Division's Air Force, or to shoot down dozens or even hundreds of fighters of Tang Qiuli, the result of the air battle ended with his own victory, and the early losses were irretrievable.

Suddenly, "Jingle bell!" A red phone on the table rang urgently, and a major staff officer hurriedly picked up the phone, and before he could ask which way it was, there was a thunderous roar in the receiver of the phone: "Is it a bastard of the Air Force?" Get me Konev right away! ”

(To be continued)(To be continued......