"Look! British plane!"

When the observers on the ship shouted, the yellow-green figure of the British aircraft fleet had just appeared on the coastline. German warships were advancing at full speed. The sailors on the deck and the side of the ship had already taken their place. The naval guns of various caliber could open fire only after a command. Standing at the 40mm and 20mm machine guns, the sailors next to the Maxim water-cooled machine guns held long ammunition belts and were ready to "feed" ammunition to the guns and cannons at any time.

Chen Tian on the bridge of the "Border Governor" did not move, nor did General Schell next to him. Among these naval and army generals, no one wanted to miss this wonderful battle, especially since everyone knew that the first target of the British was the three most conspicuous aircraft carriers.

"I think it's time to equip sailors with steel helmets. The M16 helmets used by our infantry are good!" Chen Tian pointed to the sailors wearing light gray inflatable life jackets and flat cloth hats on the open-air combat positions. At this time, it was only two months since the first batch of standard steel helmets were equipped with the army troops. At present, only every soldier of Chen Tian's army has worn M16 helmets, and other troops are still completing equipment one after another. For sailors fighting in non-closed combat positions, a helmet may save a precious life at a critical moment.

"This method can indeed bring better protection to the sailors to a certain extent. When the ships of both sides exchange fire, they are often heavy shells. The huge impact and high-speed motion fragments can easily erase a life! Stronger naval guns, better armor, and more air protection, so that most sailors can be saved!"

Schell was obviously not very interested in this kind of helmet that could only be lower than bullets and small shrapnel. Perhaps the super strong battleship like Yamato was what he wanted. In the eyes of many German naval generals, the air strikes on Pascalforlo only traumatized and angered the British fleet. Most of the British warships were sunk by battleships of the high seas fleet after all, and aircraft carriers were just a very effective auxiliary ship. Naval battles would ultimately be solved by battleships. But Chen Tian knew that the future seas would no longer belong to these big ships and giant cannons, but people often only had to accept this reality after personal experience.

While Chen Tian and Sher were talking, carrier-based aircraft units lined up in two echelons flew over the battleship and bravely approached the British fleet, with fighter squadrons in front and attack aircraft squadrons behind. They would form the first and most important defense line 5 nautical miles away from the aircraft carrier.

At this time, some British and German fighter pilots fighting fiercely over Bonesmouth also discovered British aircraft fleets flying towards the German aircraft carrier formation. One in front and one behind, the two waves of aircraft were painted with British unique camouflage paints. They lined up in formations similar to arrows and swept across the sea at a low altitude, while two waves of German aircraft lined up in similar formations quickly approached in higher airspace.

"Isn't that our 2nd and 3rd squadrons? What are they going to do?" After Jimmy was shot down, Lieutenant Kari had taken over the command of the 1st Fighter Squadron. However, in this era when aircraft can only communicate through shouting and gestures, the squadron captains were basically unable to command other aircraft to perform specific combat missions in air combat. Most of them were only responsible for commanding formation flights.

After the 4th Fighter Squadron joined the battlefield, the British fighter force was able to take the initiative to attack repeatedly with its numerical advantage at the beginning. However, the British pilots soon found that it was difficult for them to shoot down those small and flexible German fighters, and the other party suddenly bit themselves from behind from time to time.

When the highly anticipated British 2nd and 3rd Fighter Squadrons appeared, there were less than 20 British fighter jets left over Bonesmouth, and German fighter jets lost no more than 10. British pilots seemed to have returned to the era of fighting against the opponent's machine guns with bare hands. Those who dreamed of defeating the German aviation force finally gave up this luxury in the face of cruel reality.

Before Carri could complain that the guys from the 2nd and 3rd squadrons did not join the air battle, a gray shadow fell into the corner of his eyes - he was targeted by a German "hummingbird"!

"Hell! Shit! Rotten!"

Kari was so fucked that he wanted to find all the words that could describe this bad situation. He had successfully escaped the attack of this hummingbird fighter twice before, but he also paid the price of two wingmen. What made him even more depressed was that he had only the last little bullet left. It was impossible for an infinite number of bullet discs to be stuffed into the "carved" cockpit, not to mention that his own chubby body occupied a lot of space.

After a few sharp turns on the side, Kari was a little discouraged. This action could not get rid of the German fighter jet that had the advantage in speed. The disgusting buzzing sound of the Hummingbird engine became louder and louder, which also meant that the German fighter jet behind was gradually getting closer. When the sound of machine gun fire came from not far away, Kari really thought he was going to hang here. At a distance of 300 meters, the German shooting accuracy was a bit terrible. The same reason for the differences in surface ship gunships between Britain and Germany, when the British pilot played cards on the ground, Germany fought.

Fighter pilots practice shooting, balloons and seabirds under various conditions. In order to ensure the pilot's shooting accuracy, the German Navy, Army and Air Force is not stingy in terms of ammunition. If more than 5 days are suitable for flight training in a week, a fighter squadron can consume 100,000 machine gun bullets. Of course, the French people have also made great contributions in this regard, and the wealthy contributes money and strong efforts. Many French military factories have begun to produce large quantities of weapons and ammunition for the German army after transformation. Some German weapons made by France are even sold to Asia, Africa and Latin America.

However, what surprised Kari was that the sound of the machine gun fire lasted for a full ten seconds, and there were no strings of bullets around him. When Kari turned his head, he found that the German fighter was gone, and a British "carved" type flew quickly behind him.

"Brother, thank you!" Kari breathed a lot of relief. He found that his title of "Lucky Kitten" was not in vain. In the battle just over ten minutes, three friend planes rushed out to drive away the rear-end German plane. He waved to the British fighter with gratitude, but the next scene made him stunned: the German fighter in front did not seem to be in a hurry to get rid of the other party's pursuit. It just made a few simple actions to avoid the other party's bullets and continued to fly down. However, its wingman and another "hummingbird" quietly appeared behind the British fighter. Poor British pilot was completely attracted by the German plane in front of him. It was not until two strings of bullets shot behind him that he realized that he had become a mantis in the mouth of the oriole.

The Germans only took less than 3 seconds to shoot two deadly bullet holes on the British fighter jet. The lower part of the "euling" right wing broke instantly, and finally fell to the ground like a sparrow with a folded wing. What made Kari even more heartbroken was that the pilot on the plane never crawled out of the cabin and eventually fell to pieces with the plane.

Looking around, Kari found that at this time, there were only British fighters everywhere in the battlefield. The pairs of German fighters performed quite tacitly. This was the difference between the birds who had been staying on the ground and the eagle that flew high in the wind every day. It was also the best manifestation of the strength of the British and German aviation forces. Kari had given up the idea of ​​turning the tide. He had shot down a German attack aircraft in the previous battle. If he returned to the airport safely, he could still be his hero.

Kari held the joystick that had been soaked in sweat with both hands, and the "carved" style immediately climbed up as fast as possible. What he wanted to do now was to use the upper limit to escape the battlefield. As for how many planes his squadron still stayed on the battlefield, it was no longer what he cared about. In this way, he followed the road that Jimmy walked step by step to get closer to the death trap.

Among the three mascots of the British 1st Fighter Squadron, only "The Undead Xiaoqiang" is still fighting against German fighters on the battlefield. Lieutenant Gabi, who was pale-faced, stared at the German fighter in front of him. He held the joystick in his right hand and pressed his bleeding abdomen with his left hand. What injured him was the German fighter. Although the other party's string of bullets did not destroy his plane, it penetrated his cockpit and body from the rear. However, Xiaoqiang, who could not be killed, would not die easily. Although the bottom of the cockpit was soaked in blood, Gabi was still fighting to the death.

The German fighter in front seemed to mock the British ace pilot. It was not in a hurry to use its speed to get rid of Gabi, but instead swayed left and right so that Gabi could not aim at it, and waited for its wingman to occupy the attack position and launch an attack from behind Gabi.

"God, let me shoot down one, just one..."

When his visual and tactile abilities gradually weakened, Gaby gritted his teeth and pulled the shooting rod. In an instant, the three thrusts of Lewis made the last roar, and the flying shells fell to the ground with endless regrets. Many times, the sky was cold and ruthless. After the German fighter pulled up lightly, three strings of bullets were shot aimlessly into the blank area. After that, Gaby's hand was still tightly pulling the shooting rod. Lewis's machine gun finally stopped crying for death until the bullets were exhausted.

In the blood-colored cockpit of this "carved" fighter, Gaby's body was already extremely moving. His empty eyes stopped in the empty space ahead, and his face was covered with golden sunshine.

Lieutenant Colonel Madoni sometimes really envied those fighter pilots because they were the best wind-chasers of this era. The ruthless aerial killing machine can become the most beautiful dancers in their hands, and in contrast, the "Seahawk II" attack aircraft is like a clumsy ugly duckling. Although Madoni can not lose the disadvantage in the fighter training with his own experience and skills, if he was flying a "hummingbird", he could do better. However, Madoni never had the idea of ​​applying to join the fighter force, because he liked this kind of all-round attack aircraft, air, ship, and land. The "Seahawk II" is a veritable "guardian" of the three armies.

This kind of attack aircraft can be regarded as a combination of fighter jets and bombers, while attack aircraft pilots have to sweat more than others. Practice bomb drops in the morning and air combat in the afternoon. The hard and speechless training best reflects the other side of this nation's old-fashioned personality - down-to-earth!

Perhaps as time goes by, people will gradually forget some things in the past, but no matter what happened, Madoni firmly believes that he will always remember the action he made in the sky of Pascal Flo, which raised his right arm high and drew two circles in the air. In a sense, the German Navy began to rise from that offensive order.

Facing the northeast flight, the sunlight seemed very dazzling. Madoni narrowed his eyes and looked ahead. The British fleet was less than three thousand meters away from him. The fighter squadron in front had begun to disperse formations, and the first battle to defend the aircraft carrier was about to begin.

Madoni raised his right arm high and paused for two seconds. He made the proud gesture again, and his face shining under the sunshine had the most resolute expression: I am the Guardian!

"God, forgive our sins!"

Like other British pilots, Captain Keno also drew a cross on his chest before the battle began, but this time he prayed not for victory in the battle, but for completing his mission gloriously like Nelson. When the solid earth under the wing was replaced by a vast ocean, Keno felt glorious and disappointed, and the glory and disappointment came from the two-fold bomb under his plane.

It is precisely because of the aviation bomb that he has the ability to threaten the three German aircraft carriers in his sight that the British people cursed day and night. Even if their bombs are not sunk, they can make them lie on the ship platform for a long time; it is also because of the aviation bombs that his aircraft's combat performance is already weak at this time, and he has to face two aggressive German carrier-based aircraft squadrons.

Keno was very puzzled. The air battle in Bonesmouth seemed to be in full swing, but the Germans sent a fleet of aircraft to block the attack in such a short time. The Zeppelin airships floating at high altitude were like giants coming to watch the battle, plus the dense German ships on Shanghai, which seemed to belong to the entire German world.

After taking a deep breath, Keno made a bold decision, "The Second Fighter Squadron dropped the bomb to attack to cover the Third Fighter Squadron to break through the opponent's blockade!"

However, there were very few pilots who heard Keno's orders, and the others were even more confused by his "bomb drop" gesture. Fortunately, these people faithfully carried out the orders of their squadron captains. 35 fighter jets successively left their heavy "bundles" ready to fight, and a wave of British planes followed suit were busy continuing to move forward.

The 35 150KG bombs fell into the water was amazing, and the subsequent explosion made the entire sea surface vibrate. However, neither the British pilot nor the German sailor counted the number of explosions. In fact, more than half of the bombs remained silent after falling into the water. This situation was also encountered by Germany's initial development of aviation bombs and torpedoes. Unfortunately, British technicians did not have enough time to test and improve.

As the opponent's fighter entered its own range, the "Eagle" and the "Hummingbird" opened fire at a distance of 1,500 meters to 1,000 meters. In addition to the two "Eagle" and three "Hummingbirds" being shot and fell or evacuated from the battlefield, the effect of this firefighting was still to completely disperse the opponent's fleet. After the interlacing, most of the German fighter jets rushed towards a slow British aircraft behind, while the British fighter jets were divided into two parts. Some turned around under the leadership of Keno to entangle the German fighter jets, and some faced the German attack aircraft group behind.

When the speedometer's pointer was pointing back to 130 kilometers per hour, Keno felt much more comfortable. He could finally compare speed with the wind again. But he wiped his eyes and then wiped his eyes. The distance between him and the German fighter jets was indeed increasing. In this way, the second wave of 35 British planes with bombs would soon be exposed to the muzzle of the Germans. However, the engine of the Keno landline was running at full capacity, and the high-frequency buzzing sound was the best proof. Keno and other pilots had to follow the Germans helplessly and pray for the planes in the second echelon of their side.

On the other hand, the attack aircraft of Madoni Squadron were not ruthless against more than ten British fighters. They quickly formed 10 dual-aircraft formations and took the initiative to attack. The four strings of bullets in the "Seahawk II" made the British pilots not careless at all, and they worked hard to avoid them in the air.

Under the cover of the wingman, Madoni quickly incorporated a British fighter into his scope. After a long shot, the British fighter could not dodge as much as being hit by three of the bullets fired by the German attack aircraft. Its fragile fuselage disintegrated in the air on the spot. The British pilot who had rushed to escape fell into the cold water without opening the umbrella. If the sailor on the nearby German destroyer was in a good mood, he might be rescued in an hour or two, if he could hold on for so long.

Soon, German fighters with speeds of more than twice the opponent began to attack the British fleet behind. The small and cute body of the sea "Hummingbird" traveled between the gaps of British fighters. This scene surprised most British pilots so much that when two strings of bullets flew from the front, many people even forgot to dodge. Seven planes immediately fell into the sea with their bombs. At least three bombs exploded, and the three planes and the pilots on them could only end up in pieces.
Chapter completed!