"The two Spitfires turned around to fight us in order to protect the Texan from escaping. N377 is responsible for shooting down the training aircraft. N378, you go shoot down your twin brother. Leave A214 Spitfire to me."
As he spoke, Major Molders flicked his wrist slightly, pressed the lever slightly, and the N010 Messerschmitt's nose turned slightly, spitting fire towards the A214.
Messerschmitt N378 meets N37 Spitfire.
N377 pressed the stick left to copy the trainer plane. The distance between the two sides was only four or five kilometers. He could easily catch up with the slow-walking Texan.
The A214 Spitfire on the opposite side suddenly climbed upward at a high angle with full force, while the N37 Spitfire flew levelly to meet the N378 Messerschmitt.
"You dare to compete with me in climbing, you are really looking for death." A slight smile appeared on the corner of Molders's mouth, and he pulled the lever, but he did not dare to be careless. After all, the other party was also an ace pilot. He followed the throttle and pushed it all the way. No. N010 Messersch The Mittel DB601Aa engine bursts out with 1175 horsepower and climbs upward at full speed. The body is very stable and the power is smooth.
Four thousand meters high...
six thousand meters...
Eight thousand meters...
When it reached 8,500 meters, Spitfire A214 suddenly made a jump while climbing at full strength, rolled 90 degrees and pulled the stick, turned the nose, pulled out the flat stick, and pressed the stick. The movements were all done in one go, without any sloppiness. Diving towards the N377 Messerschmitt chasing the Texans.
Molders' eyes turned cold and he immediately understood the intention of No. A214 to spit fire. He reacted very quickly. No. N010 Messerschmitt immediately followed the jump and recovered. The putter dived down and took a deep breath. No. A214 sprayed fire. Fire's jump recovery was very smooth, and he was worthy of this pilot's ace title, and he was a formidable opponent.
Messerschmitt No. 377 pursued at full speed, still more than a thousand meters away from the Texans.
Warrant Officer Dill pushed the throttle all the way, and the Texan screamed desperately. The speed reached the limit of 336 kilometers per hour. Major White threw down the telescope, held the 7.2mm machine gun in both hands, concentrated on the pursuit, his eyes were bloodshot, and stared at the pursuer. Come Messerschmitt.
At this time, Lieutenant Johnson Allen, who was flying head-on, was already chasing Messerschmitt N378.
Was the A214 Spitfire the first to recover during the climb? Did it take the advantage and pushed the throttle to the bottom? It rushed towards the N377 Messerschmitt at full speed? This was Zhou Zhihan's plan, to use the climb to keep himself and the N010 Messerschmitt at bay. Schmidt? Then when the Messerschmitt N377 flew close, he immediately changed into a dive and killed it first, allowing the Texans to leave calmly.
Moldes' eyes shrank but he remained calm. He knew he had been fooled, so he pressed the stick and dived, holding the intercom with one hand: "Attention N377? Spitfire A214 dives towards you? Abandon the Texans immediately and go to the right." Turn behind and get rid of him, and I'll shoot him down."
Upon hearing this, Messerschmitt No. 377 did a 90-degree roll without changing its speed. He looked back at the position of Spitfire A214 and felt that he could shoot down the Texan in advance: "Sir, I can. Shoot down the Texans first." After saying that, he turned on the dual supercharger. Messerschmitt's power increased instantly and its speed increased by nearly 10%.
The distance between the two machines is 300 meters.
The Texan's clumsy fuselage appeared in the sight of N377 Messerschmitt's Levi C/12D, and the pilot adjusted the center of gravity to get closer.
200 meters……
The clumsy Texan suddenly rolled out of the center of the circle in the Levi C/12D sight, but was bitten again immediately. The distance was closer. White's heart was about to jump out of his mouth. He saw Messersch No. 377. The sharp muzzle under the Mitt yellow machine's nose glowed with green light. He was so nervous that he was sweating profusely. He gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger of the machine gun hard, and the 7.2mm machine gun spurted out tongues of flame.
Messerschmitt No. 377 easily dodged and avoided the machine gun fire of the weak trainer aircraft, and got even closer. Suddenly, he heard the shouts of the group leader, Major Molders, "Get out of there quickly." He suddenly felt There was a red light shining on the right side. As soon as I turned around, I saw the glass of the cockpit burst. The red light flashed, and the eyes were full of white and red viscous liquid splashing into the entire cabin.
How could he be so fast...the last thoughts of pilot N377.
Major Molders saw the fuselage of the A214 Spitfire tremble a few hundred meters away, and then saw the fragments of the Messerschmitt's nose of the N377 flying. He gritted his teeth and remained unmoved, taking advantage of the A214 Spitfire. After firing, the fuselage paused for a moment to close the distance between the two aircraft. He only glanced at the Levi C/12D sight, then adjusted the center position of the ring, turned on the dual booster power and increased the power to pursue forward pursuit, waiting for the A214 to spray. Fire automatically crosses the aiming point.
Major Werner Molders completed these actions in an instant, adjusting the state of the Messerschmitt to its peak.
Suddenly, the A214 Spitfire blasted out and immediately jumped up, instantly breaking away from Molders' Levi C/12D sight.
Zhou Zhihan used shooting escape + high-sway defensive maneuvers to switch from defense to offense, forcing No. 10 Messerschmitt to rush forward.
Major Moulders smiled, as expected!
The N010 Messerschmitt followed the jump and jumped over the exploded N337 Messerschmitt, breaking the A214 Spitfire's high swing maneuver. The Levi C/12D sight was still biting Hold the opponent's tail, swing the nose slightly, set the aiming point again, and wait for the opponent to make the next escape maneuver to automatically cross the aiming point.
The A214 Spitfire shot down the N337 Messerschmitt first, and was immediately at a disadvantage. The N010 Messerschmitt caught him in the rear hemisphere position, and he used the shooting bounce maneuver and the high-rolling maneuver, but was unable to do so. After getting rid of the tarsal maggots of the enemy aircraft, Zhou Zhihan felt for the first time the pressure of the 20mm MG aircraft gun like a stab in the vertebrae.
The A214 Spitfire performed an extended maneuver to escape and automatically passed through the center of the Levi C/12D sight.
The brows on Major Moulders' handsome face relaxed, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He pressed the shooting button, and the firepower of two 20mm MG aircraft cannons and two 7.92mm aircraft machine guns spurted out, towards the rear of the A214.
The tracer bullets fired by the 7.92mm machine gun can tear open the opponent's aircraft body, and the 20mm aircraft cannon can do whatever they want inside the opponent's aircraft body.
"Wow..."
Glass shards flew in the air, shining with countless dazzling bright spots in the sun.
Just as Major Molders was about to celebrate, the A214 Spitfire suddenly disappeared from his eyes.
Just now, Major Moulders' lightning strike that no one could avoid and had never missed hit the navigation light on the tail of the A214 Spitfire.
Molders screamed inwardly, and instantly pressed the lever downwards to roll 360 degrees. During the rotation, his calm eyes caught the A214 Spitfire appearing above and left of where he was just now.
Yin Mailman flew upside down!
Major Werner Molders knew that his advantage had been lost and he was at a disadvantage. His eyes remained calm, and he pressed the lever in the opposite direction and rolled under the belly of the A214 Spitfire, instantly breaking the surging firepower of the A214 Spitfire.
This was the first time Zhou Zhihan had fired and missed since time traveling.
The current number one ace in the world truly deserves his reputation!
"Big circle slow roll defensive maneuver!"
Watching the N010 Messerschmitt use an increased intersection angle to defeat its own fire attack, and then slowly roll around its own fire-breathing fuselage, launching a large circle slow roll defensive maneuver, Zhou Zhihan felt very competitive. Daqi shouted loudly.
