On the German military airfield, two Stuka 2 bombers loaded with bombs were preparing to take off, the runway in front of them had been emptied, and with the command one after another, the two planes slowly flew off the ground one after the other. In mid-air, the two planes stowed their landing gear, which made the planes more streamlined and faster.

With the roar of the engines, the two planes soared into the sky like two birds. The earth rapidly grew smaller beneath their feet, and eventually became as small and unusually small as the world in a fairy tale.

Skimming over low mountain peaks, sweeping wide plains and fields, the sky is punctuated by returning friendly planes and Luftwaffe fighter units patrolling the battlefield.

When they meet, they will swing their wings in the sky and pay homage to each other with the body movements of the planes, and the dangerous maneuvers are usually done by the returning planes, because these planes have run out of ammunition and are lighter.

The closer we got to the front line, the more gloomy the sky became, and the originally peaceful, vast and inclusive earth beneath our feet became a different look. The ground was littered with smoke craters, roads and railways had been largely destroyed, and some towns had been repeatedly greeted by German planes.

"Suddenly, suddenly, suddenly!" Three tracer bullets grazed the wings of a German Stuka 2 attack plane and flew into the sky, and the anti-aircraft artillery fire on the ground suddenly fired a volley of shells, and the attacked German plane immediately began to adjust its flight direction, and then used its side flight to observe the ground targets attacking him.

"Damn! There are really fatal idiots attacking us! Notice that there is an anti-aircraft gun position near the ground that is firing at us. "The attacked pilot was flying the plane in an emergency maneuver, and he swayed the plane from side to side, hoping that the enemy would not be able to target him.

Maybe it's because his efforts have paid off, or maybe it's for some other reason, in short, the other party didn't attack him again. It was only when the pilot aimed his nose at the anti-aircraft gun position that had just attacked him that he realized that he had been attacked by his own men.

On that anti-aircraft gun position, a single-barreled Bofors 40 mm caliber anti-aircraft gun was emitting light smoke, while the surrounding German soldiers were making various gestures into the sky. A German flag was spread on the engine compartment in front of the truck towing the anti-aircraft gun, and there were many infantrymen standing around to watch the bustle.

"These idiots! almost knocked me out. The pilot of the Stuka 2 attack aircraft scolded that if it was knocked down in a daze, it would be a shame. Maybe it's good luck to be embarrassed, but if you don't get it, you will even lose your own life.

His wingman kept exhorting in his headset, "Forget it, sergeant! When you go back to write the report, complain that the ground air defense forces did not see clearly the identification signs of friend or foe and opened fire. ”

"That's bad luck...... Today's first attack mission was so unlucky. The pilot of the long plane adjusted his flight attitude, and the two planes continued to fly one after the other towards the area where the troops of the two sides exchanged fire.

"Oh my God! The ground was full of attacking Soviet soldiers! There were too many! I couldn't see the end at all. The pilot inside the wingman said in a trembling voice in the headset.

Hearing this, the pilot of the long plane did not hesitate, and immediately adjusted the flight posture of the plane and saw the situation on the ground clearly. It was full of attacking Soviet soldiers, densely packed like ants moving. There were T-26 tanks on the ground, trucks full of camouflaged branches, anti-aircraft guns firing, and two German planes hovering above the head of the unit in a hail of bullets.

"Dive, attack, find their targets, no more cover. Be careful not to get shot down, or you won't even find the body. Looking at the thousands of Soviet troops at his feet, the pilot of the long plane began to dive after saying this.

A terrible dive sound pierced the sky, and the Stuka 2 attack aircraft began to approach the ground with a very steep dive, and then he did not rush to drop the bomb, but pressed the button for the rocket launch in the most crowded place.

The rocket launch slots hanging on the wings began to shoot out white smoke, and the powerful rockets rushed towards their targets with white trails, and then two rows of huge explosions of black smoke rose from the ground, and stumps and broken arms flew everywhere.

"I knocked out a tank...... Great! I'm going to kill him...... Oh my God, there are so many of them. The excited shouts of the wingman in the headset continued to sound with the noise of interference, but the pilot of the long plane did not say anything more, he just piloted his own plane, aiming his nose at the important target again and again.

"Click!" The bomb was dropped at the safe flight altitude closest to the ground by the Stuka 2 attack aircraft, and then landed accurately next to a T-34 tank that was moving slowly according to inertia.

A huge explosion enveloped the Soviet tank at once, followed by the smoke gradually dissipated, the tracks of the Soviet T-34 tank had been destroyed, and the entire engine compartment was also burning, and within a few seconds, the second explosion sounded, and the turret of the tank was swept into the air dozens of meters high by a huge wave of air.

The Soviet soldiers around the tank had already been knocked to the ground by the shock wave and shrapnel from the explosion of the aerial bomb, and the uninjured had just gotten up and had not had time to straighten their clothes before they were blown away by another explosion. Many of them had blood on their faces and screamed incessantly.

An anti-aircraft gun fired incessantly at the edge of the woods, trying to disperse the German planes attacking the Soviet troops, and tracer shells grazed the wings of the German planes and flew sideways, weaving a large web of flames. German planes flew left and right in this wide net, dodging the deadly shells that flew everywhere.

"Oh my God! there are too many! I'm diving, I'm diving! The last bomb is on! All right! Hit the target! I'm pulling up! I'm pulling up! They're firing at me! The bullet hit my plane......" The wingman's pilot was still shouting loudly in his headset, and it seemed that facing so many targets could really make people get extremely excited.

The pilot of the long plane still did not speak, but found a relatively safe direction, piloted the plane and began to dive, and with the cannon of his own plane, he began to shoot violently at the crowd of Soviet troops.

The 20-millimeter cannon was a brutal assault on the enemy's infantry, and the dense ammunition swept two conspicuous paths through the crowd of Soviet attackers - this road was extremely beautiful and beautiful. It's just that this avenue is dyed red with blood, and there are not many people who dare to walk on it.

After pulling up his plane again, the pilot of the long plane exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then ordered into the intercom: "Use up all your ammunition, and then meet my plane at an altitude of 7,000 meters, understand?

"Boss, for the first time, I've seen a target that we can't destroy all at once. The wingman also ran out of ammunition and began to slowly climb his plane to a relatively safe altitude.

"I'm Orchard 1, I'm Orchard 1, I'm on a ground attack mission with Orchard 2, and now I have a situation report. The pilot of the long plane adjusted his channel and said in the noisy cockpit of the plane: "At least one division of the opposing ground forces is attacking, and the ammunition I carry cannot meet the requirements of the strike." In addition, the opponent has 4 anti-aircraft guns to cover, all of which are small-caliber, please confirm the enemy number...... I'm on my way back, over!"

"This is the ground control tower, allowing you to return home! Fly according to the predetermined safe route, you can see it clearly on the radar. Complete. The sound of the ground tower sounded in the headphones, and the radios on the German planes at this distance were enough for them to communicate with each other.

In the command center of the air force field airfield on the ground, an officer handed the commander some of the communication records reported from the front, and the colonel of the air force frowned and read the relevant content, and then muttered: "God, I wish those Italians and Romanians would know what a huge force they are facing." ”

"Sir, we have lost 7 Stuka 2 attack aircraft, and if we continue like this, the troops will be incapacitated. An officer stood up and saluted, then said to the colonel commander: "The size of the enemy is beyond the reach of one of our attack aircraft groups, and we should call for reinforcements." ”

The colonel commander nodded, and then pointed to the strike range marked on the black and white: "The strike range we are responsible for is actually not very large, but the density of the Soviets' attacks is too large. I asked the attack aircraft unit next door, and they were also asking for reinforcements. ”

"Report!" a Luftwaffe non-commissioned officer came to the two of them, saluted and said loudly: "I just received the news that the two divisions of Italy have lost their defensive positions, and the two divisions of Romania have suffered heavy casualties and will be broken through by the other side at any time. ”

"Where is the location of Army G's armored forces? If we need to move, we should be notified as soon as possible. The colonel frowned, if the Soviets were close to the field airfield, it would definitely be a trouble for them.

"The liaison officer of Army Group G said that their troops were gathering and preparing for a counterattack. The non-commissioned officer who came to report replied softly.