The intelligence officer took out a piece of information and gave it to Goering.
After reading the information, Goering's smile gradually disappeared.
Intelligence showed that the Soviet fighter units stationed near Moscow suddenly mobilized across the board and attacked the Imperial Airport preparing to besiege Moscow.
At the same time, a large number of tank troops emerged from around Moscow and launched a fierce counterattack against the German ground troops.
The intelligence agency received reliable information that two bombers took off from Leningrad, and one of the bombers may be carrying the important Russian general Zhukov.
Goering said to the intelligence officer: "Order the frontline fighter units to shoot down these two Soviet bombers quickly and never allow them to escape."
"yes!"
The intelligence officer turned around and left the venue quickly. As soon as he left the door, he ran all the way to issue orders.
The airspace of the JG52 Wing.
Near Mount Elbrus.
Major Dietrich Herabach, who was chasing Spitfire No. 214, suddenly received an order to shoot down two Soviet bombers. One of the bombers was carrying Soviet Marshal Zhukov, and they must not be allowed to fly to Moscow.
"What a hell. Just now we were asked to capture them alive, and now we are asked to shoot them down. Just because we wanted to capture these two damn bombers, we lost many fighter jets."
After receiving the order to shoot down, Major Dietrich Herabach became angry and cursed loudly.
From the Spanish Civil War to the Battle of Dunkirk, to the air battle over London, and then to the Eastern Expedition to the Soviet Union, there had never been a battle in which he suffered such heavy losses before.
It's all because of these stupid generals and marshals who always make decisions easily without taking into account the rapidly changing situation at the air battle site.
From dawn to now, our own forces, with several times the strength, not only failed to intercept the two bombers, but also lost dozens of fighter planes. This battle made him feel frustrated.
Complaints are complaints, orders must be carried out, otherwise you will have to go to military court when you go back.
"Everyone, we shot down two bombers first... Damn it..." Just as Major Dietrich Herabach gave the order to get off work, a large number of Soviet fighter jets appeared in front of him. He stamped his feet, "A large number of Soviet fighter jets appeared. Units are prepared to fight."
After receiving the order to shoot down the bombers, the pilots of the JG52 wing also complained secretly. If it weren't for the fact that the superiors wanted to capture the two bombers alive, our side would not have suffered such heavy losses. If they had attacked the bombers with all their strength from the moment they came up, forcing the Soviet fighters to defend desperately, The battle was long over.
After a brief lull, Hermann Graf chased after him in a fighter plane. He was unwilling to lose to No. 214 Spitfire just now. He saw a large number of Soviet fighter planes flying in the distance and quickly approaching. He lost No. 214 in one fell swoop. After seeing the trace of Spitfire, he asked anxiously: "Major Herabach, where is Spitfire No. 214?"
Hlabach did not find the Spitfire 214 and the two bombers, so he could only dive to engage the oncoming Soviet fighter planes: "Ignore the Spitfire 214 for the time being, the headquarters ordered us to shoot down the two bombers first, one of which was carrying a Soviet Marshal. , Damn it, two bombers blended into the fleet and disappeared, everyone immediately looked for it and shot it down..."
As a wingman, Erich Hartmann had been following Major Dietrich Herabach. When Herabach began to dive, Hartmann pushed, and the Merchants followed suit.
At this time, a large number of Soviet fighter jets rushed over, and the sky was in chaos, making it impossible to find Red Star 9.
The two sides are approaching quickly and are about to hedge.
Because there were too many fighter planes from both sides filling the airspace, many combat formations were disrupted in order to avoid collisions. Except for some wingmen who quickly caught up with the lead plane, most of the fighter planes were fighting alone.
Major Herabach slightly pulled the stick while increasing speed in the dive, and the fighter plane recovered and flew level.
What Hartmann lacked at this time was just experience. His skills had already reached the level of a first-class pilot. He concentrated and followed Major Herabach on the crowded battlefield. Then he saw two Yak fighter jets appearing in front of them. 1100 meters in the sky.
Hlabach made a pull-up jump: "Hartman, follow me, we go up and kill those two Yakkes."
"clear!"
Hartmann replied loudly. Seeing Soviet fighter jets in all directions, he was nervous and excited, and secretly vowed to fight one today.
Just now, seeing Spitfire No. 214 quickly escape from the siege of five of his own fighter planes, Hartman didn't know whether he was happy or regretful. This Chinese ace was his idol in his childhood, and it was also the main motivation for him to become a pilot. , he wanted to defeat his idol and prove himself, but he was also unwilling to break the beautiful admiration that had always existed in his heart since he was a boy.
Finally losing sight of the Spitfire No. 214, Hartmann was in a mixed mood. He shook his head and forgot about it. He pushed the throttle to the end and followed Major Herabach closely.
"Da da da……"
Major Herabach opened fire first, with tracer bullets mixed with high-explosive incendiary bombs biting at a Yak fighter plane.
Yake rolled to his side to dodge, and Major Herabach followed suit.
Jacques's wingman wanted to attack Major Herabach, but Hartmann shot ahead of time, immediately blocking Jacques's wingman's pursuit route. The wingman turned and attacked Hartmann's HMS.
Obviously, this Yak fighter knew that Hartmann must be the wingman, because in the German two-finger formation, the respective responsibilities of the wingman and the lead aircraft are very obvious in the battle. The wingman's duty is to fully protect the rear hemisphere of the lead aircraft, so that the lead aircraft cannot Don't worry about anything, attack with all your strength.
According to records, during World War II, among the two-plane formations of fighter jets from various countries, the German Air Force's wingmen had the highest casualty rate. Many wingmen died without a chance to fire.
It can be said that the German Air Force is full of aces, largely due to the contribution of wingmen.
The Soviet combat formation is different. Whoever has a better firing position will fire first.
Hartmann quickly approached the Yake, and both sides opened fire almost simultaneously when they were 300 meters away.
After Hartman fired a burst, he quickly pressed the stick to measure the roll. The red bullets whizzed past the side of the cabin and felt close to his skin, making the hairs on his body stand up. And all the bursts he fired grazed the target. fly by.
Obviously, the Yak fighter saw that the pilot of this aircraft was a rookie.
The two planes took off, and the inexperienced Hartmann took the lead in turning, followed by Yake.
Hartmann did a side roll and looked back to see Jacques chasing after him. He began to feel bad. It was obvious that his opponent was an experienced player. He quickly pulled the lever to climb at a high angle, hoping to use Mei's climbing ability to get rid of his opponent.
At this time, there are enemy planes everywhere, and you must not dive. If you stay low in the melee, you will push yourself into a dangerous whirlpool.
The Yak fighter bites tightly, its power is not inferior to that of the Mei fighter.
"Damn it, I can't get rid of him..."
Hartman was a little panicked. He turned around and saw that the opponent was getting closer and closer. He suddenly remembered the shocking three consecutive pull-up jumps of No. 214 Spitfire, and his heart moved. In an instant, Hartman seemed to have an idea, and suddenly pulled the lever while rushing forward. , flat pole, and made two consecutive lifting jumps in the Haomei style, instantly throwing away the Yake behind him.
"Damn Germans..."
Pilot Jacques made a pull-up jump in an attempt to close the distance, but watched helplessly as the opponent made two pull-ups, instantly out of his reach, so he cursed bitterly.
"Oh ho..."
Hartman was immediately elated and let out a hearty scream. He had been practicing this move for a long time, but he could only perform one pull-up jump. But when he was forced to do it just now, he suddenly thought of No. 214 Spitfire's three-step pull-up jump in his mind. Jump, at that moment, he broke through the bottleneck of jumping technology.
But the next moment, Hartman was not happy because two P40 fighter jets appeared on his left.
