Twelve Spitfires emerged from the thick smoke and opened fire as soon as they saw the aircraft. Because their own fighters were on both sides, three Stuka bombers were immediately hit and exploded.
But the anti-aircraft firepower of the Death bomber was too strong, and the area of the barrage was too large. It was like a big net flying into the air. One Spitfire was hit and exploded directly, and the other Spitfire's wing was injured. It was difficult to escape from the battlefield. Unable to do so, he was caught in the fire net of the bomber's anti-aircraft machine guns, rolled and fell, hit the wing of a Reaper bomber, and fell to the ground together. The pilot parachuted to escape.
"We can't fight like this." Zhou Zhihan saw that two Spitfires were destroyed as soon as they came up. He was anxious and had to change his tactics. If the fight continued like this, the 304 Squadron would soon be finished. "There were too many enemy planes, so the Spitfires stopped diving and attacking." , immediately pulled up into the air and entered the smoke, looking for opportunities on both sides of the enemy aircraft. Maintain the course and avoid collisions between your own people."
After Zhou Zhihan finished speaking, he opened fire and shot down a Reaper bomber, but he was also targeted by three Messerschmitts.
There were too many enemy planes, with more than 300 planes fighting twenty-three, and one out of ten, and there were still some left to pick up hats.
Facing a strong enemy, the 303 and 304 squadrons were unable to defend or attack. They took advantage by shooting down a few aircraft at first, but in an instant they were entangled by the experienced Messerschmitt. They had no choice but to find a way. Get rid of it, even if you want to disturb the enemy bombers, you can't do it.
When your strength is overwhelmed by your opponent, any technique is nonsense.
Even if it is as powerful as the A214 Spitfire, it can only dodge and move around the outside of the bomber.
Dive into a group of bombers?
Those are all movies, and I watch too much TV.
If there were only fifteen or six bombers, that would be enough. Now there are 1,560 bombers. If they get into the group, they will either be blown up by machine gun fire, or they will end up colliding with enemy planes.
Fortunately, there was smoke in the air, and Messerschmitt did not dare to dive, which was equivalent to strangling their most powerful offensive weapon. Therefore, although they were besieged, the 304th and 304th Squadrons could still manage to survive with the superior circling and dogfighting capabilities of fighter planes. , but they have fallen into fighting on their own and can no longer form a formation to meet the enemy. Instead, there are at least three Messerschmitts chasing one Spitfire or Hurricane.
"Damn it, I got bitten!"
Hurricane No. 7 was stared at by three Messerschmitts. There was panic in his voice, and he swayed left and right in an attempt to get away. However, the three-finger formation composed of three German aircraft always clamped tightly on his lifeline, chasing him closer and closer.
Zhou Zhihan shouted: "Fly forward straight, I will save you." He said a strong inverted flight, shot down the long attack in the three-finger formation that was chasing behind him, and after pulling up again to escape, he used a clean The nose of the aircraft was quickly recovered from the half roll, and the half high roll maneuver was used to pull up to occupy a high position. It used a dive to rush towards the lead aircraft chasing the No. 7 Hurricane. At a distance of 400 meters, it fired a large deflection angle shot. , a semicircular firepower network was set up behind Hurricane No. 7. The lead plane of the German plane was chasing forward. Before it could see the plague coming from the air, it was hit by a strafing tracer bullet on the nose of the plane, and black smoke billowed out immediately. , the other two wingmen quickly rolled sideways to the left, right and downwards to avoid the bullet trails.
"Oh ho..."
Hurricane No. 7 escaped from death and screamed to release his stress. If it were normal times, he would have left the battle and regained his heartbeat. Now he can only grit his teeth and continue to harass the German bomber formation and delay their speed to the beach.
More Messerschmitts recognized the A214 Spitfire, and taking advantage of the large number of people, they immediately surrounded it from all directions.
Marshal Goering put down his harsh words. Anyone who can shoot down the A214 Spitfire will be promoted immediately.
The A214 Spitfire shot down Molders, was captured by the French, shot down the King of One Day, and is now the one German pilots are vying for.
"Sir, there are more than a dozen enemy planes behind you on the left and right sides." Hurricane No. 7 clung to a bomber that was isolated by ground artillery. He peeked at Zhou Zhihan's crisis and quickly warned loudly.
You have to tell me, No. A214 spewed fire and ran away at high speed. Damn, why weren’t there so many mushrooms chasing me when I was in school?
Damn you, Germany has so many aces, don’t you like to fight in single combat? You don’t have martial ethics!
Zhou Zhihan didn't have time to complain about the rat tail juice, so he directly pulled it up into the thick smoke. He could see now that the last thing Messerschmitt wanted to go was in the thick smoke, because the bomber flew low, and the machine gunner saw the smoke coming from the thick smoke. The plane opened fire as soon as we got off the plane.
In fact, in order to unite the battle, the German commander Major Adolf Garland also ordered all fighter planes not to enter the smoke in mid-air. At present, as long as it swoops down from the thick smoke, it must be a British plane, and fire immediately.
Because it was useless for the Messerschmitt to ascend into the thick smoke. Adolf Galland, who was commanding at the rear of the group, was very experienced. He could immediately see that the Spitfire dived down from the thick smoke and fired when he saw the aircraft. , indicating that this is the British tactic, so he ordered the bomber's machine gunners, as long as they swoop down from the smoke, they must be British.
Adolf Galland was entrusted with an important task today. Goering ordered him to command a large group of operations, which also illustrates his status in the Condor Legion.
Adolf Galland saw the A214 spitting fire from a distance. He was extremely jealous when his enemies met each other. He was defeated at the last second of the silent contest. He has always been brooding about this. If he hadn't held the heavy responsibility of commander-in-chief, he would have been jealous. He had already flown a plane to shoot down the A214 Spitfire, and now he was even worried that the A214 Spitfire would be shot down by another pilot.
Zhou Zhihan didn't know that there was a pair of falcon-like eyes staring at him in the distance. He climbed up into the thick smoke to avoid pursuit, but he did not dare to stay too long for fear of being with his own people who were also forced into the thick smoke to hide. They collided, so they made a tumbling U-turn and almost dived down from where they were.
The Stuka's machine gunner actually did not fire, because no one thought that he would dive down from where he entered, and everyone looked eagerly elsewhere.
Zhou Zhihan himself didn't expect that there would be no firepower to greet him when he dived, so he fired a burst and harvested another Reaper Stuka, and then pulled up into the smoke again.
The machine gunner was confused.
Peek-a-boo?
This time, Spitfire No. A214 rushed out from somewhere else and fired a few bursts at the idiots who were staring at the position he had just raised, and gained two more.
grass!
It turns out that there are advantages to not practicing martial ethics.
The A214 Spitfire started to accelerate and flew towards Hurricane No. 3. Black smoke was already coming out of the left wing of the little Joseph. There were three Messerschmitts behind him. In the blink of an eye, the right fuselage was again The tracer bullets passed by and the skin flew.
Facing the overwhelming numbers of Messerschmitts, everyone in the 304th and 303rd squadrons was locked in a hard fight. They were chased and couldn't even find a chance to fire several times. The little man Joseph was in the most critical condition. He was far away from A214. Spitfire is also recent.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
A Messerschmitt rushed over from the left side of the A214 Spitfire. He was eager to make a contribution and opened fire from 300 meters away. He was eager to be the one who shot down the A214 Spitfire.
The A214 Spitfire maneuvered its nose upwards on a flat roller without losing energy, avoiding the shells that were drawn into bullet trails. The push rod was reversed, the left lever was pressed, the wings went up and down, flying out of a semicircular path, and fired around. The enemy plane flew over, recovered, made a jump, the nose of the plane sank slightly, and fired another shot at a large deflection angle. It also swept out a red bullet trail 200 meters behind the tail of the No. 3 Hurricane. In the flash of lightning, a pressure rod rolled, dodging four bullet traces coming from the five o'clock position on the tail plane.
"boom……"
A Messerschmitt chasing Hurricane No. 3 was hit by the semi-circular trajectory of the A214 Spitfire on the propeller and fuselage. After the fighter made a creaking sound, the propeller stopped rotating and the nose of the aircraft popped out. Black smoke and a strong smell of gasoline filled the entire cockpit. The pilot was so frightened that he immediately opened the cabin and parachuted out. No matter how many British troops were on the ground, it was important to escape first.
Hurricane No. 3 picked up a letter and flew towards the beach dragging black smoke. The German plane did not pursue it and continued to approach the beach.
Seeing the A214 Spitfire being trapped in a tight siege and still able to kill everyone, Adolf Galland's eyes almost burst out with fire. He tried hard to restrain himself from pushing the throttle forward, took a few deep breaths, and forcefully Take your eyes away from the A214 Spitfire. Compared with the morale of the Allied forces on the beach, the A214 Spitfire is insignificant.
Without looking at the position of the afterburner switch, Zhou Zhihan stretched out his index finger to close it, smoothly retracted the throttle, turned on the rudder, and pressed the right lever. The A214 Spitfire performed two roller maneuvers to the lower right in succession, avoiding the two Messers behind him. Schmidt's close-range shooting, flat stick, recovery, continuous left rudder, tail drift, change of nose direction, throttle pushed to the bottom, A214 Spitfire penetrated the belly of the two pursuing enemy planes. After passing by, he immediately jumped up and down twice, and flew to the lower right corner of the belly of a lone Stuka bomber, where the pilot and gunner were in the blind spot. He opened fire and shot down the two German pilots who had just been chasing him. Suddenly I broke out in a cold sweat, thinking I had seen a ghost during the day.
In this moment, two more Hurricane fighter jets were shot down. One Polish pilot bailed out, and another was buried in the flames. The tail of a Spitfire was almost flattened, dragging black smoke and catching fire. Fortunately, it escaped from the battlefield and shook. It's swinging, and it looks like it's still going to fall into the sea.
There were too many enemy planes. Zhou Zhihan watched helplessly as several Polish pilots were in dire straits, but he just couldn't fly over to rescue them. The A214 Spitfire was like a golden sign, and the Messerschmitts surrounding him were getting more and more... More, compressing his space smaller and smaller.
God knows how many future ace pilots there are among these hundreds of German planes. Each of them is strong enough to stand alone. Now they are gathered in this square inch of sky, squeezing in from all directions, and Zhou Zhihan can't breathe. , the A214 Spitfire also began to falter.
