Judging from the weapon configuration of fighter jets, the firepower of both sides is roughly the same, but wars are never achieved by looking at data.

Therefore, Zhou Zhihan's fire timing 0.~seconds in advance played a key role.

In the air, the condensation tails crisscrossed, bullets and rain flew and intertwined, and golden shells fell from the abdomen of each fighter to the ground, dotted in the rising sun.

Under the blue clear sky, the air combat scene was extremely spectacular, exciting and exciting. The engine made a powerful engine sound that could be heard dozens of miles away. The explosion of the fighter falling to the ground was deafening, like thunder.

In the first wave of attacks, the experienced and crowded Luftwaffe did not even shoot one plane. On the contrary, two Mesesmits rolled and fell to the ground, and the other was pulled up on the way with black smoke falling and forced a landing in the distance.

This is the result of the Soviets' fearless courage.

This is not because of the poor shooting skills of the Luftwaffe, but because of this wave of attack, the Soviets showed unparalleled courage and murderous aura. The German pilots were all old birds, so they could naturally see from the other side's nose whether the Soviet pilots were timid.

Both sides were flying, and the speed was so fast.

Seeing that the Soviet pilots rushed forward at a rapid speed as solid as a rock, there was no sign of giving in. With an absolute advantage, the German pilot retreated instead.

In this kind of bombardment that is so fast that one strike determines life and death, the German ace can stabilize the nose and fire and hit the opponent, but their own fighter planes are also difficult to escape the fate of being hit and affected.

No one wants to die with an opponent who is much weaker than himself.

Anyway, the Soviets couldn't escape, so why did I die with them?

Therefore, at critical moments, the German aces could only press the rod, push the rod, or pull up and get rid of it, but were instantly bitten by the "decisive" Soviet pilot and opened fire at the death.

After shooting down the opponent's commander, Zhou Zhihan witnessed the first round of firefighting between the two sides, which was beyond his expectations.

Facing the experienced German ace, none of the newborn Soviet pilots were shot down, but two fighters shot in the first round, and the wings were fired and smoked, and they could barely continue fighting.

"Ula..."

Zhou Zhihan took the lead and shouted, leading everyone to protect Hongxing No. 1 and continue rushing forward.

"Ula..."

In the first round of firefighting, three plum-type aircraft were killed and one severely injured. The Soviet pilots shouted in unison to boost morale, while also venting the tension in their hearts just now and the fear that only appeared after a fierce battle.

Amid the cheers of the Soviet pilots, Zhou Zhihan pressed the firing button with his right thumb and shot a point.

"Dadada..."

The shell accurately hit a plane in the previous round of shooting, and the opponent's fuselage was not found.

Suddenly, large pieces of debris burst out from the body and splashed in the air, scaring the German fighter jets beside them to avoid being hit by the debris to prevent them from hitting the propeller or engine.

The plum pilot was startled. He was about to check the damage to the instrument panel, but he heard a series of sounds symbolizing disaster from behind him. Then he felt his body shaking violently. From the rearview mirror, he could see fragments gushing wildly from the wound of the body like heavy bleeding. Then the metal tubular skeleton of the body was interrupted by fierce artillery fire. After a faint "click" sound came from his ear, he saw his tail smashing towards the ground with thick smoke. Then he felt the vast and thick earth pressing on his face.

"Damn it, I was hit by the damn No. 214 Spitfire. I'm going to parachute... Damn it... Ah!" As soon as the pilot jumped out of the fuselage, he was hit by the rolling fighter jet. After a "ah", there was no sound.

Everyone knows that in this case, parachuting will lead to a lifetime of ninety-nine deaths, but if you don’t jump, you will die.

In the air, two other German pilots who had successfully parachuted, watched their teammates hit into several pieces by the fuselage, and red and white gushed out, rendering a large area of ​​airspace. One of them itched his throat and began to vomit heavily.

The scene was so tragic!

It was so scared that another pilot was so frightened that he was floating above the Soviet army's position. He kept drawing crosses and begging God for blessings. He never let the parachute fall into the Soviet positions.

All German pilots knew what would end up falling into the hands of the Soviets.

Of course, there may be Germany's propaganda deliberately smearing the Soviet Union here, but the Soviet Union was hit hard by Germany, and it is also a reality that Soviet soldiers and people hate the invaders. It is true that they will definitely not give good fruits to eat when catching German pilots.

In fact, this situation will happen over every country. When the Allied forces bombed Berlin a few years later, the Allied pilots were caught by German soldiers, and the outcome was not bad.

Although the Soviet aircraft group had the advantage in the first wave of attacks, two fighter jets were injured and their performance was greatly reduced. The aircraft group had just entered the airspace of the JG52 Regiment at this time, and there were fierce battles ahead, waiting to test them.

At this moment, after receiving the order from interim commander Major Dietrich Hrabach, three more squadrons of Messerchmit took off at the airport of JG52 Wing.

Steinhof's No. 14811 fighter plane crashed and exploded. Although the fire on his face was extinguished, his entire cheek was burned out of recognition. He fell three or four kilometers away from the crash site and was rescued by the medical team. He finally left his lifelong disability for his underestimation.

His whole face was severely burned, and it was terrifying. His injuries only recovered after half a year. He returned to the battlefield and continued to write his legend. At that time, Gerhard Barkhorn's performance had already covered up everyone's limelight.

In the first wave of hedging, the Soviet aircraft group opened a bloody road and protected the full-horsepower Red Star 1 forward. Two injured spitfires simply flew to the end to protect the rear wing of the bomber. The two pilots decided to serve their country with death!

In fact, in order to defend the country, the Soviet Union promoted heroic deeds across the country, in order to encourage the whole people, and fought desperately against the invaders in order to protect their homeland.

In this era, heroes are admired by all people. The families of soldiers who die in battle will be given special care. Those soldiers who fail to complete their tasks or are afraid of death during battle will have serious consequences and will also affect their families and bear the infamy.

As soon as the first wave of attack ended, 18 Messerschmitts who were ambushing in the air launched the second round of attacks.

This time, they completely took the initiative to underestimate the enemy and launched an attack on the Soviet escort fleet with a sophisticated and fierce offensive.

On the other hand, the No. 14809 Messerchmitt in Buckhorn and No. 1127 in Yumashev started a duel.

"Damn it!"

Buckhorn took up an excellent shooting position after two lifts and jumps, but he missed when he opened fire. Several red flames blew against the nose of the S1127 fire to the distance. While he cursed, he rolled on the side of the rod to avoid Yumashev's attack. The rain of bullets almost also flew over his nose, leaving a black burning mark on the cockpit glass.

During this confrontation, both sides were in a state of sneering.

Crossing with Yumashev, watching the Red Star 9 machine gunner fire to prevent his teammates from approaching, Buckhorn turned around at a small angle, changed his position to the left, and chased the S1103 Spitfire.

"I was hit, the rudder was interrupted, I parachuted..."

The voice of his teammates came from Buckhorn's ear, and then he saw a white umbrella flower blooming in the air.

In the first wave of 6-on-3, Herman Graf, who attacked Red Star 9, fell into a disadvantage again in front of the Soviets who fought to the death. A Messerchmit was injured by Major Pisanko and fell out of control.

The Soviets, who were at a disadvantage, once again took the lead with the momentum of fighting to the death, but except Yumashev, Naganko's cabin glass was blown out by shrapnel and directly poured into the air;

Pisanko's rear landing gear was interrupted. He felt the fuselage tremble for a moment, so he quickly checked the dashboard and felt relieved when he saw that the main part was normal.

Buckhorn was still very upset about his misstep just now: "Damn... the excellent position was wasted again... Why can't I measure it in advance... Hell... Wasting opportunities is punished... I almost died under the other party's gun just now... Damn idiot..." The more Buckhorn blamed himself, the more angry he was, and finally slapped himself hard, which was a punishment for not having enough memory.
Chapter completed!