Time goes back to before Hardman and the MiG fighter fighter fiercely.

Red Star No. 9.

"Ula..."

"Comrades, our fighter plane is here, rush, long live the great Soviet people, long live Stalin..."

Yumashev, Pisanko and others saw a large number of Soviet fighter jets appearing in front of them.

The arrival of reinforcements made them shout loudly and excitedly.

Zhou Zhihan knew that this was the standard for the Soviet Red Army to celebrate victory, so he also shouted.

In fact, at the critical moment of such a life-and-death battle, anyone would scream to release the tension and panic in their hearts.

After all the battles, everyone's fighter jets had little fuel left. If reinforcements did not appear again, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Perhaps when future generations see this scene in the TV and cinema, they will feel that it is a little 'licking', but in the crisis situation at this time, what else can they use to release the emotions of escaping from death?

Seeing a large number of Soviet fighter jets emerging, Gent Lar was afraid of being attacked from both sides, so he did not dare to continue attacking Red Star 9. He quickly led his aircraft group to pull up and increase energy, separate from the left and right sides, occupying a high-altitude advantage, and preparing to attack the Soviet fighter jets flying from behind. At this moment, a violent explosion came from the ground and a fire broke out.

It turned out that there were many bombers in the large group of Soviet aircraft flying in. They dropped bombs at the JG52 Wing station. For a time, the German airport and surroundings continued to explode, with flames soaring into the sky and thick smoke rolling.

In order to cover the Red Star 9 bomber, all the bombers from the Soviet Union who came to help threw bombs on the German airport to restrain the German fighter planes.

The explosion on the ground was too loud, which made Gent Lar unable to judge how many enemy planes were behind him for a moment. He could only order the team members to move aside and observe the situation on the battlefield first. He must not attack blindly and be deceived by the Soviets.

Gint Lar led the fleet upwards. After a while, Red Star 9 rushed into the oncoming Soviet aircraft group.

Watching the Red Star 9 rush into the Soviet aircraft group and being protected layer by layer, Zhou Zhihan's heart finally fell.

“Well…”

Zhou Zhihan breathed a sigh of relief.

This top secret, important task has finally been completed.

The engine of the No. 214 fire-breathing engine made Zhou Zhihan feel unintentional to fight again. So he followed the Red Star 9 and flew into the Soviet aircraft group's numerous protection circles and flew towards Moscow.

The raid of Soviet bombers disrupted the deployment of the JG52 and JG51 wings, and this time there were many SB-2 bombers, which mixed with Red Star 9, which was difficult for the Germans to find.

Fighter bombers flew from Moscow to continuously flow. From a distance, several spitfire fighters covered two bombers covered with wounds. All fighter bombers made way out like a tide. After Red Star 9 and the others passed, these fighter bombers sealed the trails left by Zhou Zhihan and the others like a tide, blocking Major Ditrich Hrabach and others who were chasing from behind.

The quality of the Luftwaffe fighter jets was far superior to that of the Soviet Union, but their number was far inferior. Since the JG52 Wing's previous attention was focused on the two bombers, a large number of Soviet fighter bombers flew from all directions and caught the JG52 Wing off guard. Major Dietrich Hrabach could only command the aircraft group to fight and could no longer pursue Red Star 9.

Without the pursuers, they blasted fire on the 214th to cover Red Star 9 and landed safely at Moscow Airport.

Fourteen fires were fired when they came out, and only six were left when they came back. Even the body of the No. 214 fired fuselage had many bumps and bumps splashed out.

Due to the continuous speed-up battle, these fire-breathing engines suffered varying degrees of damage, especially the No. 214 Fire. As soon as they arrived over the airport, the engine began to emit black smoke and then stopped. Zhou Zhihan once again used the take-off and landing wheel to pull up and jump when it was about to land, eliminating the momentum, and landing without any danger.

There were military vehicles waiting in the airport. As soon as Zhukov got off the plane, he was protected and got into the car.

"Wait a moment!"

Zhukov asked the pilot to stop, and he walked out of the car and came to the pilots with messy hair and sweaty faces, shook hands with everyone one by one, and finally held Zhou Zhihan's hand: "Chinese Warrior, what's your name?"

"Marson! My name is Zhou Zhihan."

Zhukov slapped Zhou Zhihan's shoulder with both hands: "Comrade Zhou Zhihan, thank you for your hard work!"

Zhou Zhihan saluted a military salute with a "slap".

Zhukov took a bus to leave the airport and told the adjutant that he wanted Zhou Zhihan's resume...

...

At this time, the atmosphere in Moscow became increasingly tense. Surrounded by the low clouds, the Kremlin, the heart of the Soviet Union, seemed particularly eye-catching.

Stalin stood in front of the high arched window, looking at the sky, worried.

He wore a dark gray lapel top on top, a pair of black breeches on his feet, and a pair of shiny riding boots on his feet, which looked particularly cold and majestic. His eyebrows were furrowed, his slender eyes were slightly closed, and a large black pipe in his mouth, which was filled with smoke, covering his beard.

Stalin said to himself: "Moscow's form is too serious, it is unprecedented."

Not long ago, one after another, the battle reports came: the German tank corps and mechanized corps continued to advance, and the Soviet army responsible for blocking was surrounded by the German army. If they broke through, the Germans would aim straight to Moscow without any obstacles. If they defended to the death, the entire army would be wiped out. Defending to the death or retreating, this was another difficult problem facing Stalin;

The German high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft Messerchmit, which removed the cannons and other weapons, shuttled back and forth over Moscow, clearly seeing all the defenses in the city. Moscow's artillery was powerless to do anything about it. It had only a fire that could match it, but it could not fly to the height of the Mei-type reconnaissance aircraft because it carried ammunition. The people in Moscow could only watch the Germans show their power over them, as if they were in a no-man's realm, which was very hurtful;

Around Moscow, the death-like screams of the Stuka bomber continued, and the explosions were like thunder in the sky, which came into his ears from time to time, making people feel at ease day and night;

Guderian's tanks were rumbled and advanced, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves along the way, destroying the Soviet anti-tank positions one by one. In a short while, the German tank group would surround Moscow;

German heavy artillery also quickly followed up under the protection of tanks and could quickly hit the Kremlin. Thinking of this, Stalin's heart felt as uncomfortable as fire.

Stalin asked General Gromakin: "Have Comrade Zhukov arrived?"

General Gromakin held a pipe in his mouth: "If Comrade Zhukov lands, the airport will call soon. Just over a dozen minutes ago, the bomber that Comrade Zhukov was riding entered the vicinity of the Elbrus Peak, and the fighter planes we sent had protected them." Gromakin said, looking at his watch, "If everything goes well, his bomber will soon land at the Moscow airport."
Chapter completed!