We've been training and grinding for the next few days. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info The number and intensity of air raids by the German army during this period were decreasing, which caused many in the British army to be optimistic that the German army was no longer able to follow.

I scoff at this view, the Germans are just accumulating strength to find a flaw!

"Hum~"

In the early morning of August 15, the air raid siren woke us up while we were still asleep.

"Hurry up! It's a combat readiness alert! The Germans are coming! ”

When we arrived at the airport, the ground crew was already busy hauling fuel pipes and trailers full of ammunition. I nibbled on a random loaf of bread and climbed into the cockpit excitedly.

"Bang Bang"

I turned my head in confusion to see Martin knocking on my cockpit glass.

"Martin, what's the matter?" I was afraid to remove the cover, and asked suspiciously. Martin doesn't usually talk to me except at work.

"Remember to come back with my Lisa intact," the old man was so cold to even express his concern.

"Don't worry, father-in-law!"

I smiled and pulled up the hatch and fastened my seatbelt.

Fighter planes took off in a row, forming an attack formation around the airfield. Countless "V" characters, like flocks of geese flying north. I skillfully took off, found Taylor and them, and went straight with the large force to the Germans.

In fact, I was very puzzled by the "V" formation of the British army, this formation I have only seen at military parades. Such a formation in battle is very unfavorable for observation and maneuvering, and the two wingmen behind are not well coordinated and can easily collide. But I'm still a rookie in air combat, so maybe this formation has a use that I don't know about.

After the initial excitement, the long flight brings people endless exhaustion, but you can't get distracted yet, and you have to stay awake at all times.

After more than an hour of flying, we intercepted the incoming German fighters. The reason for this accuracy was due to the radio antennas up to 70 feet high on the British coastline at that time, which "kept a close eye" on its airspace day and night. For the British Air Force, there was not a single secret about the aircraft routes of the German invasion.

According to the previous operational arrangement, the main task of the Hurricane fighter formation was to attack the German bombers, and the Spitfires in the group were separated to meet the German escort fighters and create opportunities for us.

The silence in the sky was shattered, and the fighters of both sides became entangled, and from time to time planes tumbled and fell in smoke.

The Heinkel HE111 bomber was Germany's most workforce horizontal bomber, and due to engine power problems, it was not very fast. The German bomber group was located at an altitude of more than 4,000 kilometers, and in the face of the oncoming Hurricane fighters, their formation panicked for a moment.

Kem led us up to a rapid 90-degree angle to the ground, just enough to sneak up on the bomber's belly and avoid the defensive machine guns above the enemy plane.

"Tom Tom"

Kem fired first, and the chain of bullets hit a large area of fragments in the belly of the enemy plane, and the "V" formation caused Taylor and I to not dare to fire, and the machine guns on the wings were too wide to injure Kenm.

The defense of the Heinkel HE111 was not bad, and more than a dozen cannon hits did not affect its flight in the slightest. Kem was too close to the enemy plane, so he had to deflect and look for another opportunity to fire.

"Da Da Da"

The Heinkel HE111 had a machine gun under its belly, and the cunning enemy, familiar with the attack patterns of the British Air Force, spared the main engine and waited specifically for the wingman behind. Taylor and I reacted quickly and quickly separated left and right, the enemy chose to lock on Taylor, and the bullet chain followed his plane to move. I hurriedly pulled up the operating stick, the nose of the plane was raised, and I flipped and flew back, my face was red, and ordinary people really couldn't stand this strong sense of frustration.

The sight mount locked onto the enemy's machine-gun mount, and I pressed the fire button on the lever.

"Tom Tom"

"Ahh

The fuselage began to shake, and the rain of bullets formed by the eight machine guns instantly shattered the machine gun mount, and my adrenaline was rushing, which felt so cool!

After destroying the machine gun mount, I did not turn and continued to fire at the enemy plane, and the bullet hit the tail of the plane directly from the tail to the nose like a sharp scalpel, disemboweling the unfortunate fighter.

Just as I was about to collide, I jerked to the left and rolled away. When the plane was stable, I looked back and saw that a fire had ignited in the cabin of the Heinkel HE111, and the plane lost control and slammed straight into the ground.

Back in the formation, Taylor excitedly gestured to me, and he was happier than me when I hit the first record.

"Woohoo"

Dense bullets came from above the rear of the formation with a flash of fire, and the bullets hit my wing, punching a few smoking holes in it, but fortunately did not break the skeleton inside.

Suddenly attacked, dodging was our first reaction, Taylor and I separated left and right, and the German fighter that pounced from a high altitude directly bit Kem's tail. As we turned, we watched as the bullet pierced Kem's cockpit, and his plane lost control and crashed head-on into a British fighter.

I stared blankly at the burning debris in the sky, and two lives were gone.

The German fighter turned around and bit me, and the bullet that hit the fuselage woke me up, and I quickly turned to dodge. The German pilots were so experienced that they were like maggots on the tarsal bones that bit me. I didn't see Taylor's plane in my field of vision, and now I'm on my own!

Whether I rolled or pulled, the German fighter followed unhurriedly, and there was no way to get rid of him, but I was almost hit several times.

I can't compete with technology, I can't compare with experience, and even the performance of the aircraft is not the opponent of the German BF109, so I only have to fight this way.

I pulled the plane up, then turned off the engine, and the plane that lost power climbed slowly for a short distance and then plunged headlong. The German planes that were following me flew over their heads at once.

The German pilots saw through my intentions and quickly turned around and swooped down after me. The two planes fell almost vertically to the ground like birds with folded wings.

4000 meters!

3000 meters!

2000 meters!

1000 meters!

800 meters!

Finally, the German pilot couldn't bear it, he didn't have to play with me, his plane straightened sharply and changed back to horizontal flight.

I turned the engine back on, pulled the lever back, and the fuselage of the plane pulled up, but it still maintained a high inertia and fell downward. The cabin is momentarily weightless as it is in space.

I was covered in sweat, kept increasing the throttle, and finally the fuselage shook violently and had enough power to fly forward again, and at that moment, I felt that the belly of the plane had scraped to the treetops!

"Hahaha! I'm not dead! Ha ha! ”

I cheered in oblivion as I escaped death, but my eyes were fixed on the damn German fighter jet.

Soon I spotted him, pulled up the nose of the plane and accelerated to chase after him. I didn't think about running away, that's not my style.

My motto is that there will be revenge!