Chapter 388

Hunter is an old pilot with rich combat experience. He once shot down a German latest fw-190d fighter in Belgium by driving an old fighter. Then he was transferred back to China for this battle and became a pilot of the me-109c improved fighter of the ace fighter force. Later, this unit was transferred to France because of the difficulties in the war, and Hunter achieved his second and third achievements.

He shot down two fw-190d fighters and one Stuka dive bomber. This is already a rare exception in the RAF, which is already short of pilots. Therefore, hunter was promoted once again and was transferred back to China for the second time to become a major flight instructor of the RAF.

After that, Germany began to bomb Britain, and Hunter attacked again. In a few days of air combat, he achieved the excellent record of shooting down two do-217 bombers and became one of the few ace fighter pilots in the RAF. Later, his flying car was changed from me-109c to domestic fighter Made in Britain.

As a rare ace pilot in British local air defense operations, his Hurricane fighter has even been modified to replace the original 7 fighter which is useless to bombers. The 7mm machine gun was replaced by the formidable 20mm machine gun. But it also reduced the mobility of his Hurricane fighters, making them less flexible than other hurricane fighters.

This time, he came to the battle with his wingman, which was also a helpless move by the British side because of the lack of fighter pilots. However, Hunter didn't like it. He felt that the pilots of the German air force could only rely on advanced aircraft to show off their evil deeds for a while, and the RAF, which was equipped with hurricane fighters, had filled the gap with its rivals, and the two sides could fight fairly.

However, he did not know that the original British aircraft production line had been destroyed by German bombing, and the production of Hurricane fighters could not keep up with the loss. Now the British only managed to scrape together 70 hurricane fighters, but every time Germany invested in the attack fleet, it had as many as hundreds of combat aircraft.

In France, the German Air Force has 1500 fighter planes, and the number of do-217 and butcher bombers exceeds 700. In Britain, there are only 1500 planes including P-36 and fearless swordfish. The number of bombers is negligible because there is no return for several attacks on Germany.

There is an irreparable gap between the two sides in terms of quantity and quality. Naturally, a pilot of Hunt's level doesn't know it. What he knows is that this time the RAF pours out, there are 100 fighters waiting for his performance in the distance.

As long as he takes the flag and shoots down the German fighter. The British fighters in the back will be brave enough to rush in and give a heavy blow to the German fleet that bombed London this time. Trying to lose part of the aircraft will also teach German pilots a profound lesson.

But all this is just a good wish after all. Now hunt is being chased by a German fighter. He constantly changed his flight path and used maneuver to change his flight speed, hoping to get rid of the entanglement of German fighters behind him. However, no matter how he changed his flight path, the distance of enemy planes behind him was not pulled apart, or was getting closer and closer.

"Wingman! Wingman! Cover me! Cover me Hunter can't care about the so-called master demeanor at this moment. He calls his wingman to cover himself, but the answer is pitiful silence. He doesn't know. Just ten seconds ago, his wingman accidentally flew into Heinz's shooting range and was hit by a burst of strafe.

Feeling that his palms are full of sweat, hunter has an impulse to curse. He sticks to his head and continues to shake the control lever to let the hurricane fighter enter the hovering and descending action. Then he adjusts the frequency and calls his distant partner: "I'm hunter! I'm hunter! Don't wait any longer! Come and help! My wingman has been shot down. I need help! "

It's not just Britain's ace pilot hunter who is in a hurry at this moment, but also Germany's ace pilot Heinz? Barr's palms are sweating and nervous. Such a fierce air chase can't be completed by one ace pilot. It's like a chess expert playing chess with a stinking basket. Only two Ace Pilots can perform such a fierce air fight.

The other side tried to bite back more than once. If he hadn't been careful, he would have been shot down at least twice now. Until just now, the wingman of the other party may have been too nervous and bumped into Heinz after a big pull? Barr's muzzle was smashed to pieces by a 30mm caliber machine gun shell, and the German aircraft, which now has the upper hand, still has no way to make contributions.

Now the British hurricane fighter is trying to circle and descend, which is not the dominant flying posture of the German fighter. Heinz has shot down a plane, and the altitude is close to 4000 meters? Barr was cautious and felt it was time to return to his fighter fleet to avoid being attacked by the British.

However, he was acutely aware that the British hurricane fighter did not seem to continue to descend, but changed to horizontal flight at an altitude of about 3500 meters, so he made up his mind to take a risk.

When he thought of it, he pushed the control lever of the plane to make it dive again, and at the same time, he reminded his wingman on the radio: "you continue to climb. The last time I dive, if I succeed or not, I will immediately pull up and return to the flight altitude of 8000 meters. Pay attention to the surrounding alert!" The wingman heard his call and immediately replied, "OK! I'm climbing, please be careful! " The confirmed Heinz? Barr had already begun his dive attack, the fighter engine roared, and once again entered the state of extreme speed operation. The fw-190d fighter also flew to the high speed of nearly 660km. Obviously hunt didn't expect Heinz? Barr still dares to dive at this altitude, because since the last ambush of a group of German fighters, it seems that Germany rarely flies over the 4000 meter limit. He glanced up and saw a German fighter climbing. He was more sure of his idea. Finally, I escaped. After a long breath, hunter took off his oxygen mask and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand. He shook the control lever twice and let his plane fly in the direction of the army. Looking up, he had seen the group of British fighters in the distance - safe at last“ Hunt! Hunt! There's a German fighter behind you! Get out of the way! Quick... "In his headphones, the voice of his teammates was shouting. Hearing this reminder, he suddenly realized something, so subconsciously pushed the control lever of the plane to one side. When he looked down at his hand and the control lever of the plane, he found that a bullet just passed through his chest and hit the dashboard in front of him, splashing with sparks. The sound of the broken cabin glass came, and the cold wind poured in like a wild beast. The piercing pain passed from the body to the brain, and then the blood red liquid filled hunter's field of vision. Subconsciously, he wiped his face with his hand. The sticky liquid didn't know whether it was sweat or blood. The power flows from his body. His left hand, which is always pressed on the joystick, finally falls down powerlessly. In the whirl, he closes his eyes and can no longer feel anything. Heinz? Barr finally hit the opponent who had been hovering with him for more than ten minutes. Looking at the plane hanging down in smoke, he quickly circled and pulled up, looking for the position of his wingman“ Long machine! Long machine! Climb up quickly. It's not far due west. A lot of British fighters are approaching! Watch your top! Watch your top The wingman is reminding Heinz in the earphone? Barr. As he raised his altitude, Barr, who had just shot down two enemy planes, looked up to search the nearby sky and saw the approaching British fighter: "speed up! Wingman! Let's go back! We're going back! " At this time, most of the British still use the arrow shaped flying formation, which makes the aircraft fly into a huge herringbone shape, just like a wild goose flying south. Although this kind of formation has the rudiment of the main engine and wingman covering each other in air combat, it is not as flexible as the German two-by-two fighter teams. Although the British tried to improve, the war progressed so fast that these details had not been changed. When the British planes flying in dense formation came, the two German fighters were already at an altitude of 8000 meters, which they could hardly touch. Moreover, with high altitude and high speed, it was difficult to pursue. These British fighters watched their trump card fall, but they didn't have the mind to go up and tangle, so they had to fly twice and left the airspace in a different direction. In a clearing in the suburb of London, a fighter plane fell to the ground. The explosion rolled up the smoke and scattered into the sky. It seemed that the soul of the fighter plane was unwilling to fall and wanted to return to the gray sky. A few good-looking Britons gathered around the fighter plane, looking down at the body of the pilot who was thrown out of the cabin at the last minute. The police came and carefully confirmed what was on the pilot's body. Five large caliber 13 mm bullets penetrated the parachute and chest of the British pilot, and his whole body was stained with blood. The huge impact made his legs and arms twist into a strange angle, just like the Royal Air Force today - it looks terrible. A policeman came forward in silence, took out the pilot's identity tag from the collar and pulled it down. Look at the bloody handwriting on it: "hunter.".