Chapter 1335： An Cruz was hit

When the FW190 began to climb, its frontal projection area became larger, and An Cruz incorrectly estimated the opponent’s location. As a result, only a rain of bullets composed of Yi-15 machine gun bullets covered the FW190. On the wing, on the fuselage!

The long range of the FW190 has been carefully designed. For example, even the wings have fuel tanks to increase the fuel capacity. Now, when a bullet hits the fuel tank, according to reason, the most spectacular scene will appear.

In order to make the engine more powerful, it needs high-grade fuel. Historically, Germany has used No. 87 B4 fuel for most of the time. After all, German gasoline is converted from coal, and its octane rating is not Will be too high.

But now it’s different. Libya’s oil fields alone are enough to supply German war machines, not to mention the huge oil reserves in the Middle East. Germany’s fuel technology is also improving. Now almost all aircraft use No. 100. Fuel and even newer aircraft are already using No. 130.

(Check the information, the most powerful aircraft during World War II actually used 150 fuel? I don't know whether it is true or not.

This high-performance fuel is more volatile and easier to ignite. Even a Soviet fighter jet will definitely catch fire after being hit by a bullet in the fuel tank.

However, Alexander was disappointed.

When his bullet hit the opponent's wing and fuselage, only the bullet hole of the bullet was left. At most, in the sun, he saw a small amount of gasoline volatilizing, and then there was nothing left.

In fact, the principle is also very simple. It is to add a layer of rubber interlayer to the inner lining of the fuel tank. When a small hole is opened by the bullet, the rubber will recover due to its elasticity, blocking the hole, and leaving a small hole at most. It’s just a gap.

It's like a nail in the tire of a car, and it will only slowly leak, but not all of the light. Of course, if it is a large-caliber cannon, a big hole will be blasted all at once. There is nothing I can do.

An Cruz felt that his fuselage had been shot. He didn't know how serious it was at this time. He looked at the dashboard in front of him. The machine gun bullets were almost empty, so he could only open the throttle. Continue to rise to high altitude, for him, the battle is over, he needs to return to his aircraft carrier.

Leave the remaining bombers to others to solve!

The German fighter jets have an overwhelming advantage. The Soviet bomber formation is destined to come and go. If there are more of them, such as a few hundred at a time, which is what they originally planned, then they must There will be fish that slip through the net and enter the sky over the German navy fleet.

But now, with only two dozen, it is destined to be a tragedy.

In the sky, one after another fireballs were constantly soaring. When new waves of fighter jets taking off from the aircraft carrier arrived, the Soviets had no hope.

"The course is correct. We will reach the target sea area in about twenty minutes." At this time, when the air battle was fierce, no one noticed a lonely Iraqi plane more than 100 nautical miles away from the battlefield. The Il-4 bomber is flying.

At this time, its flight was a bit crooked.

Kozlov tried hard to control his body, but his nerves paralyzed by alcohol reacted very slowly. For example, just now, he accidentally squinted and pressed his body on the control stick. The plane actually dived down, almost He fell into the sea. Fortunately, the window was opened and the cold wind woke him up, so he pulled the plane up.

This caused the remaining two crew members to squeeze a cold sweat. Fortunately, after flying for more than an hour, Kozlov's drunkenness gradually dissipated, and his mind had already turned sober.

In twenty minutes, Kozlov felt something shining in the distant sky. At this moment, his navigator said: "No, the German fighter is intercepting our bomber. force."

The shining light spots are the bombers burning. From that look, your troops may be wiped out.

Kozlov noticed it, and the plane dived down again.

"Kozlov, wake up!" the navigator shouted loudly, thinking that the pilot was asleep again.

The sea is getting closer and closer, and the navigator is sitting at the front of the plane. If he gets into the sea, he must be the first to have intimate contact with the sea. He felt that his heart was about to jump out.

As a result, he shouted louder, and even the machine gunner shouted along with him.

"I'm fine, we have to fly at an ultra-low altitude on the sea before we can fly over." Kozlov said lightly, looking at the fireballs in the sky.

At this time, his colleagues are making sacrifices, and he has to use the opportunity of his colleagues to sacrifice to pass through the opponent's air defense net.

The sky-blue Il-4 almost merged with the sea, and it was not easy to spot him from the sky, even if it was five kilometers away.

Kozlov’s Il-4 bomber was flying at an ultra-low altitude less than ten meters from the sea. The three people in the cabin looked at the battle overhead, and their mood became heavy.

They were not found, they had broken into the German fleet air defense area with the help of the cover of ultra-low altitude!

The two engines are still rotating at high speed. Every second of their time is precious now. Before the German pilots can notice them, they will fly over the German fleet!

No one spoke, only the engine rumbling sound. Kozlov looked at the place where the sea and the sky meet in the distance. Gradually, a fleet appeared in his sight.

At this time the fleet is still in the position of release and recovery. The entire fleet is sailing against the wind at high speed. The Hitler aircraft carrier is in the middle, on the angled deck, and Ankruz is aiming at the narrow deck. .

"The height is a bit high, please continue to descend!" The voice of the guide came from the headset.

An Cruz tried to push the levers all over, but it was useless. Without the guidance of the instructor, he knew that his current state was wrong.

An Cruz lowered his head and looked at an instrument in front of him, the pointer had gradually returned to zero.

That was the pressure indicator of the hydraulic operating lever. When he flew back, the pressure was constantly decreasing, and he knew that the situation was not good.

He was shot just now and the hydraulic tubing was cracked. The hydraulic oil was constantly leaking, which made the operation gradually inconvenient. He thought he could hold on to the landing, but now, the plane is not at his disposal.

No, I can't give up my fighter plane! He also wanted to draw five small black crosses on his nose after landing!