My Third Empire

Chapter 688: Break through

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The battle in the sky is continuing, and the US bomber fleet, relying on its own advantage of rough skin, is gradually approaching the already close target-Romania's oil field facilities.

The accidentally joined Soviet bomber fleet did indeed buy time for the US bomber fleet, and it also allowed the Germans to once again be embarrassed in the amount of ammunition. After all, there are not many powerful pilots like Hartmann, and there are not many Germans on the Eastern Front. Most of them are still at the level of normal ace pilots, so most German fighters did not deliberately save ammunition when attacking.

In fact, under normal circumstances, if a fighter jets out half of the ammunition and shoots down a large bomber such as the B-17, it can already be said to be a very good level. Of course, German fighter pilots have developed ammunition-saving They have good combat habits, so their performance is better. However, it can still only ensure that 15 to 25 rounds of artillery shells shoot down an American plane. Before a plane can wipe out its ammunition, it can only shoot down about three planes.

That's why until now, there are still many American aircraft that have not been shot down, because the B-17 bomber is so strong. In another time and space known by Akado, the b-17 was often used as a sieve by the German fighter, and it still flew back to the British base. It can be said that this kind of aircraft is almost the same level as the tank in the sky, and it will not easily crash.

Had it not been for Akado ’s foresight to equip Germany with large-calibre cannons in advance and pilots accustomed to using these cannons, what would today ’s interception look like, just look at the bomb in another space-time Rotten Romania will know.

"Stop fighting with these bombers! The whole detached from these bombers. If they continue to fight like this, the other party will enter the chemical plant area! Break away! Break away! Re-form! Re-form at 11,000 meters! Quick!" The pilot of the German aircraft hung on his ears The latest action instructions came from the headset.

"Escape? Did you make a mistake? We ran out of rockets and then broke up the opposing team's flight formation. Now we are separated and let the opposing team re-form the team? The second time the opponent enters the oilfield area!" The ace pilot of the American bomber frowned and questioned the order.

More pilots immediately drove their planes away from the US bomber formation and flew to the designated airspace not far away, where they assembled a new fighter formation to prepare for a second dive attack on the US bomber fleet.

With strong unwillingness and regret, the German pilots made the choice to obey the order. They piloted their own aircraft and began to regroup at a short distance. At this time, American bombers also began to adjust their teams. Shape, reorganized a defense system.

It is a pity that there are only three **** p-40 fighters left, and it is a pitiful flight in the middle of the B-17 bomber. As for who is protecting who is safe, it is unknown.

"Why retreat? Who is in command?" A major squadron leader finally found his men in the high-altitude formation. He just joined the battle with a wingman, and now he sees that his troops are less Two planes, it seems to be two poor luck in the dozen planes just shot down.

A slightly deep voice came from the headset, but almost all pilots could hear this voice: "I am Catherine, the re- formation command I gave! Perform immediately!"

After this period of delay, the German ground forces were ready to meet these uninvited guests. Mobile anti-aircraft artillery units deployed on railroads and highways entered the shooting area. 88mm artillery raised its own barrel and pointed to the sky. , Ready to fire at any time to greet enemies from afar.

These anti-aircraft guns are famous in North Africa because of their anti-tank functions, and Patton is called the best weapon in the hands of the Germans. These cannons often appear in the places where they are needed, and they use their superior performance to win beautiful victories.

Just one minute after the German aircraft left the US aircraft formation, the German anti-aircraft artillery fire suddenly fired on the ground, and the radar-guided anti-aircraft artillery unit showed unparalleled destructive power, allowing these distant United States The pilots saw what really was the real wave after another.

Although there is no super invention of the radio proximity fuze, but because the radar function has been developed very well, the height and speed of the US aircraft have been easily measured, and the shells used by these anti-aircraft guns on the ground are all in Before shooting, the explosion height is set, and the hit accuracy is definitely not much lower than that of the near-fuze fuse shells.

Before the American pilots let out a few breaths to relax their nervous emotions, shells like raindrops flew towards these American planes. The American planes that had just been formed into a flying formation once again suffered a storm-like baptism. Their plane was The exploded shrapnel was riddled with holes, and many shooters were hit by shrapnel and died in their own fighting posts.

"Jack! I think we can no longer complete the planned tasks. Even if we can start bombing now, those Germans will not suffer much. The remaining bombers are not enough to completely paralyze an oil field." Powell, the frontline commander of the US Army Air Force bomber unit, looked at the already fragmented bomber formation and said with some frustration: "You start returning immediately with the injured plane."

Called the Czech Republic is the front-line commander of the fighter force. Most of his men have been shot down by German aircraft, and now he and the wingmen are only left with an ace pilot born in North Africa air combat. He sighed and said, "It's late! Now even if you turn around, you won't have the chance to fly back. You know how fast the German planes are."

"My rank is higher than yours. I order you to cover two injured b-17s from here! Now, right now!" Powell, who piloted the bomber, said toughly, "Go back now!"

"..." Silence, or suffocating silence. Jack knew that this was the last chance his old friend Powell had left him. This was already a mortal battle, so there was no need to catch some irrelevant ones. loss. Finally, Jack glanced at the bullets outside the cabin and smiled bitterly, shaking the joystick to the left, and issued a combat command that he was least willing to issue: "Return!"

The three fighters and the five b-17 bombers that were slightly injured were thus separated from the entire aircraft formation and fled in the other direction. They were busy blocking American bombers and preventing them from entering the airspace of the oil field. The idea of ​​chasing down the deserters was almost tacit, letting go of the few American planes that had fled.

However, with the fierce attack of two rounds of anti-aircraft artillery, the American bomber forces are also on the verge of collapse. They only have a pitiful 49, and most of the fuselage wings have holes. The back turret on the worst plane has been shattered by shells, and the corpse of the pilot hanging inside is still shaking in the seat, looking terrible and abnormal.

There are better bombers here, and there are also some parts that will not fly because of bad conditions. These American bomber pilots are ready to sacrifice on this exotic land to do their best for the future of their country. s hard work.

On this occasion, in a fierce battle, even the cowards will be inspired to the greatest fighting spirit. All American shooters are waiting for it. The bomber has accelerated to its own target and ignored the friendly aircraft that was hit. Throwing heavy smoke and falling.

"God bless America! Can't get closer to the target anymore! Open the bomb bay! Start to drop bombs!" Watching his aircraft continue to decrease, the German fighters above him have begun to dive and attack, the losses are getting bigger and bigger, and they have not been able to insist When the target was over, Powell finally gave the order to attack. His voice was so tragic that he seemed to have made up his mind to fight a lifeless battle with these pilots.

With the sound of mechanical friction, the American bombers finally revealed their greasy fangs. After they were ready, in the shocked eyes of the German pilots, one after another blockbuster left the B-17 bomber by gravity. Aircraft cabin, this is the first time the Allied forces have dropped bombs in Germany's tightly fortified air defense area.

"It's almost that! These bombs can't reach the designated bombing target! You must continue to fly forward!" The bombardier looked at the sight and said with some regret: "Flying a few more minutes, we can accurately hit those factories!" "

"Hold on! I'm going to lower my height! Even if it's dead, I'm going to throw these bombs at the head of the German!" Powell said bitingly, "Approving the skydiving! Those willing to leave can leave now !Wish you guys good luck!"

Just inside the telescope of a German ground observation station officer, an American plane rushed straight into the chemical plant set up in Romania by German inertia. No matter how much ammunition the fighter jet poured into it, the plane still rushed towards the plant past.

This is the persistence and perseverance of a bomber pilot, which is also the conviction and courage of an American. None of the crew members chose to skydiving ahead of time. They held on to the last second in their combat positions! In the end, the American attack did indeed work. Their plane crashed into the factory wall and blew up the corner of a warehouse. The fire was blazing, and the Romanian air defense system of the German Air Force, which was fortified layer by layer, was eventually broken through by the Americans in name.

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