Chapter 238

For garland, Red Baron Manfred? Feng? Richthofen is his idol. He even imitates the legendary pilot who shot down 80 airplanes when he talks.

Garland loved flying, just as Richthofen loved flying. He likes the roar of the engine, likes to see the marshmallow like clouds through the glass in the metal cockpit, and enjoys the excitement and pleasure of chasing and hunting in the air. To him, the liquid cooled fw-190d with its yellow nose and Mickey Mouse painted on the bottom of the cockpit is as beautiful and sexy as a woman without clothes.

Although the fw-190 is an ugly fighter - it doesn't have a good view from below, its huge engine cooling port makes it look less streamlined, and its slightly shorter body is no better than that of British and French aircraft. Even the original designer of the plane thought it was too ugly and gave it the nickname of "yellow faced granny".

But in the eyes of German pilots, it is simply the most beautiful lover: it has a speed of 550 km / h, a strong and durable engine and reliable flight performance. It has a 30mm gun in the nose and four 13mm guns or two 20mm guns in the wings. Top power performance with rapid firepower, this is simply the ultimate fighter choice for the air force of all countries.

Now, garland is flying this advanced fighter that makes him feel safe, and rushing to the French Air Force fighter formation.

"Wingman, keep an eye on my tail." Garland said in the phone.

The wingman's voice came through the earphone: "no problem. I'll cover you. "

"All begin to climb. Look for an attack position. Don't let the Frenchman attack our Stuka. " Garland gave the order as he climbed.

German fighter planes began to climb, and French fighter planes also began to raise their own altitude. However, it is obvious that German fighter planes have a better climbing speed. The fighter units of the two armed forces, which used to have the same altitude, soon became the situation of higher German planes. Moreover, the distance between the two planes is closer, and French pilots are not allowed to make corresponding adjustments.

"Attack begins!" Garland gave the order to attack, and German fighters began to dive and descend in batches to get faster speed. The roar of the engine and the sound of the aircraft fuselage friction air flow seem to play a symphony, making people feel happy and excited in the chest.

French fighter pilots did not seem to want to wait to die like this. They immediately dispersed and circled to lower altitude. They wanted to use dogfight to drag German fighter to low altitude, and use low altitude and low speed fighting to make up for the lack of speed performance of their fighter.

This is one of the few reasonable tactics that the slow side can adopt in air combat. It seems that the French pilots are indeed well-trained. They have more combat experience than the Polish Air Force on the eastern front and are better at dealing with all kinds of adverse situations.

"Two aircraft formation, break them up immediately! Don't fight them at low altitude. Immediately after the attack... "While diving, garland frowned and ordered. More than half of his crew were new pilots. After the war of Poland, the German Air Force doubled the number of planes in one breath, so nearly half of the pilots were selected from many flying teams with brilliant achievements.

It's not very pleasant to fight with a group of novices and high-level opponents, but for garland, he doesn't care so much, because he likes to fight alone more often.

Dive, crazy dive, dive to the extreme speed, break through the limit of human speed, with the roaring wind, break through the speed to 600 km / h. With this speed, we can rush into the opponent's fleet and tear up the target with invincible firepower. They are eagles in the sky, and their opponents can only be regarded as sparrows.

"Tujue, Tujue, Tujue." The cannon of Garland's nose opened fire, and the fire spewed out. The bullet flew in the sky with beautiful lines. Then it crashed into the body of the French plane, penetrated through the fuselage, broke the keel inside, destroyed the oil circuit, destroyed the equipment inside, and then continued to rage with residual energy until it broke the fuselage on the other side and left arrogantly.

Garland hit a French plane and watched the plane drag thick black smoke and start to fall. He immediately pressed the control lever to the left, and his plane immediately began to roll violently. This sudden maneuver avoided the pursuit of another French plane, and also made his speed decrease sharply.

"Wingman! I'm going to pull it up! Follow me Garland pulled up his lever and let his back slam against his seat. Fw-190d engine roared and began to output its own stable power, the whole aircraft in the sky like a leaf in the wind, swaying left and right, with a trace of stubbornness and head up to the sky.

Hovering to the left, he once again pointed his nose in the direction of the French fleet, shook the joystick slightly, felt the feedback from the plane to the palm of his hand, and knew that his plane should have no problem, so garland accelerated his dive again and locked his second target.

"Sir! I can't keep up with you! I can't keep up with you! I'm adjusting my flight. Can I continue to pull up? Can I keep pulling up? " In the earphone, the anxious voice of the wingman came intermittently, but garland was too lazy to pay attention to it. The opportunity was fleeting, so he couldn't hesitate to think. Calmly pulled the trigger, the 13mm caliber machine gun on the wing ejected bullets, and soon the struggling French fighter was hit on the wing. Seeing that the position was just right, garland pulled the trigger of the machine gun again and shot several machine gun shells“ Sudden! Suddenly The cannons roared again, directly destroying the fragile wings which were full of bullet holes. The birds who lost their wings would fall to the earth, and the planes who lost their wings would also return to the embrace of mother earth. Garland once again rushed through the fleet of French planes. He looked up and saw his wingman was hit by a French plane when he came down with him. The bullet hit the cockpit of the plane. He could clearly see the moment when the glass was broken and the blood was ejected from the cockpit. He never called his wingman again, because his wingman had fallen in smoke not far from him. The sound of the aircraft engine brought galandra back to reality. He immediately began to spin and climb, using the best technical movements of his own aircraft to get rid of the French aircraft that had bitten his tail. It doesn't help to say anything. It's as normal for a novice to die on the battlefield as it is for a child to get stuck eating fish. Garland knew that this was not the best time to hold a memorial service for his wingman, so he continued to climb, continue to climb, and keep flying in the sun - until the engine power of his plane slightly weakened, he knew that he was back to the advantage. At low altitudes below 5000 meters and speeds below 200 miles, the fw-190 is very fragile. Therefore, the German pilot's flight manual clearly states that it is forbidden for pilots to fight under such circumstances. If someone is in this situation, there are not many choices: Escape or speed up the climb. Garland made a new turn at 17000 feet and watched the two French planes below who had to give up chasing him because of their height. His cold face showed a devil like smile. The plane slightly changed its angle according to the pilot's operation, just like a swift that found an insect, and it went down quickly. The speed has reached the extreme. The machine guns and artillery on the plane burst out their own roars, and the bullets easily flew into the cockpit of the French plane. Just like Garland's wingman who was hit, the cockpit of the French plane was instantly hit into a hell full of broken glass and blood. Garland did not slow down. He rushed through the French plane and continued to pursue another one who had turned around and fled. Soon he caught up with the slow French. 406 fighter, followed by him pulled the trigger, did not hesitate to fire. Even garland himself did not know whether it was the anger of his wingman being shot down or the madness of adrenaline secretion caused by continuous combat. He poured out most of his ammunition and turned the plane into an explosive flame. He flew sideways from the flame of the explosion. At this time, he looked up for the French plane that had just been hit in the cockpit, and found that the plane was hovering and falling without losing control. And below the fierce exchange of fire in the sky, the French plane has been very few. After all, the German air force still has more combat experience and better weapons than these French pilots. So the final result of this battle is not unexpected. When the last French plane pulled smoke to the ground, the German air force lost only one fighter and a pilot who had just joined the air force“ Keep cruising! Find all the flying French planes and kill them all. " Garland steadied the plane and gave the order in a cold voice“ The 7th Stuka Bomber Squadron calls the Hindenburg Fighter Squadron. Our bombing mission has been completed and we are ready to return. Are you going In the headphones, the commander of the Stuka Squadron, who completed the attack, asked“ Understand! We'll escort you home! All planes, all planes. Let's get the hell out of here. " Garland was silent for about two seconds with the drone of the plane's engine, then said. Yes, get out of here and go back. It's just that there were 12 fighters when we came back, but there were 11 when we went back.