Five hundred and twelve great demons are resurrected

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The rising sun is like blood.

There were shouts of killing on the ground, and the sound of gunfire continued. The defeated Soviet troops desperately broke through, and the Germans blocked them desperately. There were craters everywhere on the positions of both sides, and the front lines of the positions were filled with corpses. The ground was soaked with the blood of the soldiers, just like on a rainy day. of mud.

Bullet trails were flying in the air, criss-crossing the air, and fighter jets from both sides engaged in melee on several levels.

Lieutenant Dejin led the Iraqi-153 of the 601st Squadron to drive away the German bombers over the two armies. They used less to hit more and got into trouble.

The most dangerous thing was Pisiecki's 602 Squadron, which flew up to intercept the eight Bf 109s that fell from the sky. If they were not careful, they would suffer heavy casualties.

Major Pisanko led the I-16 and BF 110 fighters to fight together.

No. 214 Spitfire and Hurricane shot down six Messerschmitts one after another, boosting the morale of Major Pisanco and his team members, and they were evenly matched with the Destroyers.

The He111 bomber was flying at an altitude of 80 meters at this time and was still descending. It formed a four-plane attack and bombing formation during the flight. Eight machine gunners and 16 machine guns were responsible for intensive defense against Soviet aircraft.

Facing the intensive defense formation put up by He111, the 601st Squadron led by Lieutenant Dejin was even more helpless. During the forward charge, his windshield was penetrated by a bullet, and the shrapnel cut open his cheek, bleeding profusely, half of it His face was dyed red, but he still refused to retreat and led the rookies to continue the attack.

He111 began to drop SD 2 fragmentation bombs. The two-kilogram bombs were like locusts, flying densely from the air to the crops on the ground. Blood and flesh flew everywhere wherever they went, destroying everything. The bodies of the soldiers were terribly bombed, and their clothes Cut apart by shrapnel, they turned into pieces and burned in the flames of war. They were scattered in the wind and waves caused by the bombers, wandering around the hell on earth like will-o'-the-wisps...

All the members of the I-153, seeing what was happening, were all blinded and tried their best to attack, but they could not find a way to break through the intensive machine gun fire defense. During the attack, another I-153 The tail fin was smashed and it was stumbling in flight, but it still refused to withdraw from the battlefield.

During the fierce battle, Major Pisanko secretly looked at the fierce battle over the positions of the two armies ten kilometers away. He wanted to go over to help, but was unable to do anything. He knew that with the combat power of the Iraqi-16, it was enough to entangle more than a dozen Destroyers. Miraculously, the Destroyer has more than 2,000 rounds of ammunition, twice as many as the I-16. They can only hold off the Destroyer by fighting to the death.

The information given by the intelligence department was that the German army dispatched a fighter squadron to escort a bomber squadron, but now four squadrons of fifty fighters came, which was too much for his 34th Aviation Regiment.

In fact, the information sent by the reconnaissance aircraft and ground outposts were correct. What was wrong was the inexperience of the Soviet intelligence department, which resulted in the final intelligence being incorrect.

The news sent back by the ground post was that a German Bf 109 squadron was covering a Reaper Stuka squadron heading for Kiev.

The report sent back by the reconnaissance plane was that due to low visibility in the air, only two squadrons of German fighter-bombers could be seen heading towards Kiev.

In fact, the ground outposts and aerial reconnaissance planes discovered two groups of German fighter-bombers. However, the inexperienced intelligence department mistakenly believed that the ground outposts and the aerial reconnaissance planes discovered the same group of enemy aircraft.

To put it slowly, in fact, the battle between the two sides only took place within two or three minutes.

Lieutenant Willy Stanger's eight fighter jets were being followed. Captain Wolfgang Schellmann did not see it at first. He had no idea that Spitfire 214 and four Hurricanes were following behind, until he took the lead in the dive. After hearing the screams from Lieutenant Willy Stenger and others one after another, he realized that Spitfire No. 214 was flying towards him, followed by four Hurricanes.

"No. 214 Spitfire? Damn it, who could be driving No. 214 Spitfire?"

Wolfgang Schiehlmann cursed in his heart.

No. 214 Spitfire killed everyone in London. Every German pilot knew about this plane, and even more about the famous big devil.

"It's not him, it's definitely not him... The big devil was burned to black coals on the seaside in London."

Thinking of this, Wolfgang Schchelmann felt relieved. In the hands of ordinary pilots, this Spitfire No. 214 would be no different from other Spitfires.

Messerschmitt, Spitfire and Hurricane are old enemies. Wolfgang Schellmann knows that these British guys are not comparable to the Soviets. If they are beaten by Spitfire and Hurricane, they will definitely be hurt. The losses were heavy, so he ordered the fleet to move up while facing the No. 214 Spitfire, and faced the British first. As for the old I-16, you can leave it alone. If the Meiji is pulled up, the I-16 will not be able to follow even if its legs are broken. superior.

Seeing that the diving Messerschmitt suddenly lifted up, and one of them rolled over and flew towards him, Zhou Zhihan immediately understood its intention.

They are all old opponents who know their roots well.

Wolfgang Schiehlmann rolled and changed the direction of the aircraft's nose, flying towards Spitfire 214. When the two sides were 800 meters apart, he made a pull-up jump, and the height of the fighter plane was the same as that of Spitfire 214. Then, he made another micro push lever after the jump, lowered the nose of the aircraft, and when he was about to fire, he suddenly lost sight of the Spitfire No. 214.

He secretly yelled that it was not good.

Looking up, he saw Spitfire No. 214 appearing above him at some point. The muzzle of the nose of the aircraft was fierce, and two red bullet trails were in front of him.

Wolfgang Schiehlmann had no time to be afraid or think carefully. He subconsciously pressed down on the stick and pedaled the rudder. When he heard the cabin glass shattering in his ears, he felt his head cool, and then his eyes were full of fire...

"Damn...three boost jumps in succession...No. 214 Spitfire again...could it be that the big devil has come back from the dead..."

Several Messerschmitt pilots who had just turned around and prepared to fight the hurricane watched helplessly as the squadron leader made two pull-up jumps in succession, but was shot down by the opponent's three pull-up jumps in a row. They couldn't help but exclaimed, Is that big devil resurrected? Otherwise, who else can make three consecutive lifting jumps?

The squadron leader first made a pull-up jump, paused, and then made a second pull-up jump, while the No. 214 Spitfire on the opposite side made three pull-up jumps in succession without pausing.

Make judgments about high and low.

horrible.

The big devil is resurrected.

The German pilots were terrified. This big devil had single-handedly destroyed more than a dozen Mei-types. Marshal Goering put a reward on his head. Later, I heard that he crashed and died on the seaside. How could he come to the Soviet Union?

However, the unique willpower of the Germans still prompted these pilots to continue flying against No. 214 Spitfire and Hurricane. The deputy squadron leader took the baton and formed a double-attack formation with his wingman to jointly attack No. 214 Spitfire. Several others Stand up to the plum position and face the hurricane.

The Soviet pilots couldn't believe it. They even called "Oh my God". They had never seen a pilot in their lives who could make three consecutive lift jumps in the air.

Their Soviet hero Yumashev could only do one pull-up jump and was worshiped by the pilots. How did this Chinese pilot achieve three consecutive jumps?

Now, Major Pisanko and the others finally understood why the distinguished General Gromagin specifically invited this Chinese ace by name.

Spitfire No. 214 suddenly made a side roll to avoid the Mei-types that were flying and attacking from the front. Its wings were like the wings of a large eagle, changing its flying attitude in the air at will, and heading towards the missiles that had begun to drop SD 2 fragmentation bombs. The He111 bomber pounced.

Now is not the time to fight against the Meiji. The main task of fighter jets is to intercept enemy bombers, and air combat is secondary.

The screams of Captain Wolfgang Schchelmann before his death were heard by the German pilots. The rear gunners of the He111 bomber saw the Spitfire 214 constantly changing its flight attitude in the air, avoiding the intercepting Mei. Seschmidt, flying towards them, a senior machine gunner stared and shouted: "No. 214 Spitfire is coming, the big devil is coming, let's concentrate our firepower and kill him together."

"Three thousand meters..."

"Two thousand meters..."

"One thousand meters..."

"All machine guns ready, he's still diving...five hundred meters..."

"Three hundred meters...fire..."