"The Germans rushed up, open fire, open fire. Oh my God! I have 80 mothers on it, hungry babies under it, and a litter of pugs drinking milk. I don't want to die! God! If I am not dead this time, I will definitely burn incense and kowtow to you and be a Christian who has been a century-long Christian." The heart-wrenching sound of the pilot of the plane sounded in the cabin of a B-29 super air fortress bomber, and the tone was full of helplessness and fear.

The crew members in the cabin suddenly felt a slap in their hearts and they were cold to their hearts. But the well-trained machine gunners still used their trembling hands to manipulate the 12,7mm air-resistant machine gun and prepare for shooting. Their eyes were filled with sadness, and they seemed to have no hope for whether they could survive.

Because in front of them were German fighters that had absolute advantages in quantity and quality. These Germans had gained an unshakable advantage in the melee. The fewer Allied fighters escorted the bomber formation were fighting, and it was difficult to stop the German fighter attack on the bomber formation. Many German jet fighters had already gotten rid of the entanglement of Allied fighters and rushed towards the bomber group.

The Germans' main target was the B-29 Super Aerial Fortress bomber, because this Allied bomber was the largest and cost-effective. After the next one, it also received the greatest honor.

"Huh,,," a beautiful figure swept across the sky, and its sharp and elegant fuselage rotated into the sky with a sword-like body. A Ta-183 jet fighter broke through the siege of Allied fighter jets. He rushed directly to the B-29 super aerial fortress bomber group where Lamos was located, like a javelin.

"Ka, da, da, da, da," the machine gun fired, and the 12,7mm machine gun loaded on the B-29 Super Aerial Fortress bomber began to roar, and the flashing projectiles formed in the sky. Without the bomber escorted by fighter jets, they could only use their own weapons to attack the enemy.

Lamos set up a 12,7mm machine gun, aimed at an enemy plane that was speeding towards the bomber where he was located, and pulled the trigger fiercely. The crisp shooting sound of the high-fired machine gun pulled the eardrums. The bullet shells fell from the gun body to the cabin, making a jingling sound.

But the German jet fighter was as clever and smooth as a loach. Faced with the bullets fired by the Allied bombers, the fighter could always dodge cleverly and rotate the fuselage gracefully and freely, aiming at a B-29 Super Aerial Fortress bomber that was as slow as a snail. The four 30mm cannons on the nose of the aircraft began to roar to the fullest. The star lights were shot out, accurately hitting the most fragile wings of the B-29 Super Aerial Fortress bomber.

The plane hit trembled, and black smoke came out of one engine. The entire huge fuselage also began to scratch, and it seemed that he was finished.

Seeing this scene, Lamos suddenly contracted his liver and gallbladder, and his fingers operating the machine gun also began to tie knots irregularly. Lamos felt unprecedented fear. This feeling made him sweat flow out in the low temperature high altitude.

"Oh my God! All the Germans rushed up. Now it's over, now it's over. Let's parachutize!" Some of the crow-mouthed pilots shouted again. However, what he shouted was the truth. Because more and more German fighters were getting rid of the interception and entanglement of Allied fighters and rushing towards the bomber formation. This time, not only the jets broke out from the siege, but also the propeller fighters that had begun to fall also threatened to attack the Allied bomber group and joined the attack on the Allied bomber.

The Allied fighter jets had suffered heavy losses at this time, and even self-protection became a very realistic problem. It was impossible for them to protect the bomber group anymore. Some pilots who were very tempted to change their rulings when they saw that the situation was not good, turned around and ran to the airport behind.

The next battle was no longer suspense. The Allied bomber group became a food for the Germans. The German pilot did not miss this great opportunity to receive the medal and flew around the Allied bomber group, jumping up and down, making difficult avoidance actions. The bullets shot from the fuselage rushed towards the enemy plane in a row, as if they were terrifying electric lights, forming a destructive fire net in the sky.

This largest air battle on the Western Front battlefield also came to an end in the one-sided massacre. Of course, countless scrap iron was left behind, making many Belgian scavengers become millionaires overnight.

On April 18, 1944, the originally clear wind and rain in Western Europe suddenly changed. The largest storm after the beginning of spring suddenly landed on the plains of Western Europe. The howling wind brought endless rain. The thick dark clouds blocked the light and made the clean colors of the day become dim. At night, there was no light. Only the sounding spring thunder shuttled between the rain curtains, flashing the most magnificent and most gorgeous music in nature.

The sudden rainfall in a short period of time made the rivers in Western Europe soar and the land was slippery. It also blocked the Allied forces' advancement and gave the German troops in Belgium a good opportunity to breathe.

In the eyes of the Allies, God was helping the Germans. In the eyes of the Germans, God saved the Allies. Because the Germans were about to begin the Ardennes Battle, and because of the arrival of this heavy rain, they were forced to stand.

Jintian stood in front of the window and looked at the heavy rain in front of him. He smiled as sweet as the crow raped the phoenix, and his heart was as happy as the raindrops hit the stone tablets.

During this period, all the time I received were failed telegrams. However, in yesterday's air decisive battle, the Luftwaffe severely damaged the Allied bomber formation. According to post-war statistics, more than 300 Allied fighters were shot down and more than 400 bombers were destroyed. However, the Germans suffered less than 200 fighter jets.

This almost glorious victory made Jintian cheer. After this battle, the German army could at least tie the Allies in the future fight on the sky on the Western Front. Jintian also had more confidence in the victory of the Ardennes Battle.

"Marson Gesiyun, what are you thinking?" Oberstein felt strange when he saw Jinda smiling so dirty. Could it be that today is the day when the toad and the swan get married?

"No, nothing, I just feel happy. After yesterday's air battle, our Third Reich Air Force will be able to gain a foothold on the European continent. The counterattack we launched in the Ardennes area in the future will be better." Kim Tian sat on the chair with a slutty smile and explained the reasons for his happiness.

"Marson Gerthyun, don't be too optimistic." Obestan rudely pounced on a basin of cold water in Jinda. "Although our air battle won, we can only say we are lucky. According to the air battle report of Lieutenant Colonel Mirell, at the beginning, the X-4 air-to-air missile we fired shot down more than 60 Allied fighters, which caused chaos in the Allied fighter formation. Then, an attack that unexpectedly occurred to the Allied forces was launched, which was the key to the final victory. But our losses were also great. After all, in the air battle with real swords and guns, they killed one thousand enemies and lost eight thousand themselves."

"That's true," Kinda murmured to himself, accepting Obestan's suggestion. But Kinda immediately smiled lazy again. "No matter what, we won this air battle. No matter how big the losses are, we have severely damaged the Allied Air Force. A good foundation was laid for the start of the Battle of Ardennes. Moreover, the aircraft we lost this time will be able to make up for it soon. The production of ME262 is increasing, and today 50 more aircraft are transported to the front line and joined the battle sequence. The production of Ta-183 is slightly lower, but 10 are transported to the front line. After the Battle of Ardennes begins, our jet fighter jets will be able to break through the 150 grand view."

Regarding Kimda's somewhat overly optimistic estimate, Obestin said coldly, "Martyman Gesiyun, I think you should not be too optimistic. The United States is the most powerful country in the world, and their production capacity is not comparable to our Third Reich. I think that if the war on the Western Front is dragged down, it will be a great disadvantage for our Third Reich. We should still start the Ardennes Battle early and then end the battle on the Western Front."

Kimda listened carefully to Obestan's opinion and said helplessly, "I want to attack too! But if you look at the unlucky weather now, it is impossible for us to attack. We can only wait and wait until the heavy rain passes earlier before we can launch a counterattack."

Obestan nodded, but immediately frowned. "This rain seemed to be beneficial to us on the surface because it blocked the Allied offensive. But in fact, it was very unfavorable to us. The road conditions in the Arden Mountains were not good at all, and the heavy rain would seriously hinder the offensive of our mechanized legion. I just hope that this rain would not block our future offensive."

Jintian pondered for a while, and suddenly smiled, and his eyes were always filled with a look of no worries. He said lightly, "Obestan, you are always worried about this and that, and it is easy to age. Confucius, a Chinese, said very well. It will rain, mother wants to marry, it will snow, and father wants to have a mistress. Everything cannot be forced. Now that God wants to rain, we have no choice. It is a blessing, not a disaster, it is a disaster. We should wait with peace of mind, and we will talk about the future."

Obestan nodded slightly and sighed, "According to the weather forecast report, this heavy rain will not stop until tomorrow night, and then there will be a long period of sunny weather, which is very suitable for the combat of our armored forces. Marshal Gesiyun, I think our actions should start from the early morning of the day after tomorrow. We should not be dragged down anymore. I hope you will issue an order now." Obestan stared at Jintian coldly, with persistence and irresistance in his eyes.
Chapter completed!