Chapter 647

A few seconds after the call, a voice like an angel came from the captain's earphone of the German butcher reconnaissance plane. The officer on duty of the ground command tower asked as a routine: "I'm the command tower. At present, there is no aircraft carrier of our side cruising near you. You are allowed to return... Reconfirm, are you harassed by enemy aircraft?"

It's not surprising that the staff of these ground towers are slack. After all, the British usually don't take off planes to intercept German high-altitude reconnaissance planes. At an altitude of 10000 meters, few fighters can compete with butchers. Therefore, the crew members who take high-altitude photos often do not contact the ground tower once in the whole process, and the ground tower is also happy to be at ease.

"Asshole! We are not harassed, we are attacked! Attacked! They broke my glass with a machine gun, and now my engine is smoking, and the wings of the plane are full of holes! We've got injuries... Request support! Do you understand? Ask for support The captain wanted to catch the man on duty and let out his anger, but now all he could do was to yell on the mouthpiece.

"Your request has been processed. I repeat, there is no aircraft carrier fleet nearby. I can't send fighters to carry out escort mission! Your request for return has been approved. You are allowed to return early! " There is no good way to deal with the tower on the ground. We can only repeat what we just said with the same intonation.

"God! Gruhill! Gruhill! He's not breathing! His blood is everywhere The co pilot looked back at his comrade in arms, the shot photographer, and found that the unfortunate guy who had been hit on the inside of his thigh was no longer crying. He leaned on his seat, his hand holding the wound was weak, and his head swayed back and forth with the vibration of the plane.

"Don't worry about him. Watch the two enemy planes and find their positions. I can't see them! I can't see them! " The captain has been too lazy to argue with the people on the ground command tower. He thinks it's more practical to save himself in this situation.

"I can't see each other's position, I can't see!" The co pilot searched everywhere for the location of the other side's two frightful fighters, but he couldn't find the two British fighters like death.

"The turret didn't find the target. Maybe they're following us." The gunner in the nose confirmed his observation with his intercom: "they are not in front of us!"

"They're not behind us either! There's nothing on the rear turret! But there were two holes in the glass beside me, and the steel plate under my feet was punctured. God forbid, I was nearly killed. " The gunner at the end of the plane answered with fear, and confirmed that there was no enemy plane in his direction.

"It seems that they have left. Maybe we have flown out of their range." In the rotating turret on the back of the plane, the gunner looked around and said.

I hope so, the captain thought with some fear. He looked at the huge engine that was still smoking outside the cockpit and shook his head helplessly: his plane can't stand such a devastation again, so it's better that the two planes will never come back to attack them, otherwise they will wear life jackets and wait for submarines to rescue their bodies in the cold water of the North Atlantic.

"Fly back! Return The captain said so helplessly and flew back to the British mainland. Everyone on the plane didn't know why the two terrible new British fighters let them go. It was a long time later that the battle came to light with the declassified documents.

On the other hand, two of Britain's newest jet fighters, meteor fighters, are on their way home at top speed. The pilot of the pilot's long plane was the test pilot major who was willing to die for the sake of the British Empire. At this time, the smoke in the cockpit of his wingman was so thick that he could no longer see the situation inside.

"Cough! Cough Inside the earphone, there is also the voice of the wingman coughing, which proves that the pilot in the earphone has not lost his life. However, his situation is obviously not optimistic, because it is obvious that the smoke has made his situation very bad, and he is in danger of suffocation at any time.

"Mr major! Cough, cough, cough! Sir! I can't hold on! I may not be able to fly back to base! Let me parachute The wingman is also a surviving veteran in the local war. He has very rich combat experience. He once shot down a German do-217 bomber and a fw-190d fighter. He is a pilot with rich air combat experience.

Because of the loss of the native land, the training and supplement system of British pilots has collapsed, and the remaining veteran pilots with combat record are very few, each of them is a very valuable invisible wealth. So when the new jet fighter came into service, the British and Icelandic government had the best pilots for it.

It's a pity that the reliability of this kind of aircraft is too low. On the first day when the troops were equipped, one of them crashed due to mechanical failure, which sharply reduced the number of aircraft in the hands of the British jet interceptors by one third. Yes, you heard it right. It's one third! Only three of these meteor fighters were equipped with troops, and the only two of them nearly shot down a butcher reconnaissance plane in this air battle.

Unfortunately, another plane is out of order now, leading to the end of this attack mission. Now the wingman pilot is trying to rescue this precious new fighter, but his efforts have obviously failed. Now he is exhausted, and the smoke is burning him, making his head a little unclear“ Sir, I want to go home! Cough In the earphone, the voice of the wingman became weaker and weaker“ We are about to fly over the airport! Turn off the engine and taxi! If you hear me, please come back! " The major replied, frowning. Behind the wingman is his friend for many years. The cruel British air battle has not been able to let this old friend die. Now the failure of a new fighter plane is about to take the life of this pilot“ I mean my home in Yorktown. I want to go back and have a look there... Cough cough... Damn it, I have difficulty breathing! " The wingman seemed to be saying something, but his voice was getting smaller and smaller. The major pilot in the long plane couldn't hear what his friend was saying“ I have to jump! Oh, my God! I have to parachute! I'm going to get out of this damn place All of a sudden, the wingman screamed hysterically. His voice startled the major pilot. Then the major pilot saw that the wingman cabin next to his plane was pulled away from inside“ We have reached the sky above the airport! Hold on for a few seconds and you'll land! my friend! Hold on, hold on The major begged his comrades in arms that he could keep the precious plane. "..." No one answered his plea because he had seen the wingman fall to the ground. The terrible thing is that the pilot didn't jump out of the cabin at all. The smoke gushed out from the open cockpit. Then the fire came out with the wind outside. The jet made a staggering dash for the Icelandic coastline and eventually crashed on the beach. British beach guards found the wreckage of the plane, and then air force personnel arrived at the scene of the accident. After the major landed at the airport and rushed to the scene of the accident, the medical staff were carrying the body of the wingman pilot onto the jeep. The face of the body was black with smoke, and some of the clothes on the body were burned by the fire. The pilot, who had shot down a German fighter in a backward plane, failed to escape a mechanical accident and died on his way back“ What about the plane? Can it still be used? " The major's face was expressionless, and there was no sense of sadness or joy. He turned his head and asked the engineer behind him in a low voice, "my friend shouldn't have sacrificed for nothing."“ The whole cockpit was destroyed by fire. I don't know if it's necessary to maintain the plane, but in my opinion, even if the plane is repaired, no one dares to continue to fight. " The engineers and technicians helplessly spread out their hands and said: "besides, one engine first hit the soil and flew there with half a wing... It's certain that it will be scrapped." Still can't keep the plane. The major's pilot gave a wry smile, and then said to the other pilot, "as a pilot of the British Empire, I just want to ask you, are you willing to continue to fly this kind of aircraft and fight for the protection of the British Empire's airspace?"“ I do! Sir The young pilot answered at attention, his face full of English fanaticism. A super empire that has lasted for a hundred years will not lack loyal soldiers when it falls down. Fanaticism is not the patent of any country, it is the courage of patriots of every country“ With you, Britain will never fall! " The major solemnly stood at attention and then looked at the engineer and technician: "do you hear what he said? We dare not take off to meet the enemy, please improve the performance of the aircraft, do not let the patriotic pilot sacrifice in vain again! " The engineer had no choice but to smile and walked to the wreckage without saying a word, but he sighed bitterly in his heart: "if possible, I also want to make the plane more reliable, but we really can't..."