One Hundred and Seventy Six Flights

Long before the German ground forces entered Poland, the Luftwaffe aircraft had penetrated hundreds of kilometers into Poland. A dozen formations of fighter jets are in charge of competing for air supremacy over the entire border, and dozens of formations of bombers fly to their respective targets according to the tasks assigned in advance.

Adolf Garland flew his beloved latest f-19od fighter above the clouds, and he and his wingman were responsible for clearing all the Polish planes that took off in this airspace. It's a pity that he hasn't waited for the target he was looking for until now.

Directly below him is the only Polish military airport in this area, which is being attacked by 10 Stuka dive bombers in turn, the entire airport is shrouded in a sea of ​​flames, and the thick smoke has even affected the sight, but those crazy people The attack pilots were still swooping down and strafing anything they could see - they wanted to tilt all the ammunition away so that they could achieve greater results.

A row of Polish fighter jets on the ground has been completely destroyed, and a pile of wreckage is paralyzed on the runway like a pigeon that has been mutilated. The few anti-aircraft artillery fire around the airport has been completely suppressed by the 20mm machine guns equipped by the Stuka, and the corpses piled up around the two pitiful anti-aircraft guns prove everything.

"Leader! Leader! Below the clouds! Do you see that? There are two planes with a single wing! Obviously not ours!" In Garland's communicator, the voice of the wingman came over along with the sound of radio interference.

"Wingman! I'll go down and get rid of them! You continue to be vigilant!" Garland pushed the joystick, and his plane immediately rushed down.

The f-19od provides two types of engines for the air force, one is a specially designed interception model, equipped with an improved liquid-cooled engine, this aircraft can demonstrate unparalleled performance at high altitudes; the other is It is an air-cooled engine model, which is similar to the aircraft used by the Navy. It is a mass-produced model for mid-to-low altitude combat. It performs better at low altitudes, but its engine performance is average at high altitudes.

As the squadron leader, Garland's fighter jet is a specially modified liquid-cooled model, which performs well at high altitudes. Although it is a bit cumbersome at low altitudes, it still has a very strong speed advantage.

"Wingman! Pay attention to your surroundings! I've entered the attack position!" Garland aimed at a Polish fighter that was swaying left and right in an attempt to escape, calmly dived to the tail of the enemy plane, and pulled the trigger.

The fuselage of the f-19od fighter jet trembled slightly, the guns on the nose sprayed tongues of flame, and the tracer bullets poured ordinary ammunition onto the fuselage of the Polish plane, and it took only two seconds to break the plane into a spare part state , Garland's plane flew sideways, passed the smoking mass of flying planes, and directly bit the tail of another Polish fighter jet.

The plane circled around trying to shake off Garland's plane,

However, he found helplessly that even the German fighter, which turned around after a long circle because it was too fast, was still biting his tail.

Without giving an opponent of this level any chance, Garland's plane fired again. The bullet directly pierced the fuselage of the Polish plane, passed through the cockpit, and sieved the pilot's internal organs and penetrated into the front plane. Inside the engine, the whole plane plummeted with thick smoke, and before reaching the ground, it exploded into a brilliant spark.

"Captain! After you go back, you can fill in two more records for your plane." The wingman laughed on the intercom: "God, 19 fighter jets! You are the hero of the Luftwaffe!"

"Protect my tail! The next time I get the company captain's medal, I'll ask you to help me get it back!" Garland laughed loudly: "I'm climbing up and down, pay attention to your surroundings and see if there are any left." Enemy planes appear."

"No enemy planes appeared! If the Polish Air Force is at this level, then we might as well say that rabbits appeared next time!" the wingman said proudly: "To be honest! It's better to watch you go hunting and have fun."

During this hour, the Polish Air Force showed their courage. Although it has been confirmed that the gap between the aircraft is too large, 92 fighter jets took off to perform interception missions. Only 3 of these aircraft returned, and the other 7 pilots parachuted and survived. And of the 150 fighter jets dispatched by the German Air Force on this day, 67 planes got their results-there were another 4 Polish planes shot down by Stuka and do-217 bombers...

However, the Luftwaffe, which lacks experience in large-scale battles, also made various mistakes in the past few hours. Almost one-fifth of the bombers flew in the wrong direction, causing the targets they should bomb to be safe, and there were tense bombers The record of the pilot firing on his own escorting fighter jets did not cause any damage, but it did expose a lot of problems.

Above the sky, a bomber formation composed of more than 30 do-217 bombers is working hard to check their attack targets. They were under the clouds, and they looked magnificent in the blackness.

A bombardier looked helplessly at the aerial map in his hand: "Pilot! I can't find any comparable terrain checkpoints! The area below is not the area we want to bomb! We didn't even fly to the edge of that area."

"The navigator plane is flying wrong! I've said it! Half an hour ago we can no longer find the reference provided by the reconnaissance plane!" The radio controller of this plane complained: "Even the anti-aircraft artillery fire No, this is not a military target at all! What should we do now?"

"How do I know what to do? Those idiots from the 29th Squadron occupied our flight path, and I said no, no, what happened? As soon as you make way, something will happen!" The machine gunner at the pilot's feet said loudly : "Now who knows what to do."

"This is the bh2 formation! This is the bh2 formation! We have not found the intended attack target! Request to return! Request to return!" The voice of the captain of the navigating plane came from the headset.

"This is the control tower. I can't confirm your location! There is a plane returning home on the current route! If you have enough fuel, just wait for a while." The voice of the ground command station came from the earphone.

The pilot of the navigation plane had no choice but to nod in agreement: "Tower, I am going to continue flying westward for 5 minutes, and the flight formation will attack any hostile targets found. After that, we will return!"

"The tower approves your request! Please record the route and keep the communicator unblocked! Pay attention to your direction!" The voice from the tower side sounded again in the headset, and then only the hiss of electricity remained.

"This is the navigator! Follow me to adjust the route! I can see a railroad track below! Let's fly along the railroad track, and we should be able to find the station." The captain of the pilot plane made a general call again.

"Plane No. 1 understands! We saw the railroad tracks!" The plane behind replied.

"The number two aircraft will follow you! Shall we drop two bombs?"

"Great idea! No. 3, No. 4! You lower your altitude and drop four bombs each! Destroy this railway." The commander of the bomber fleet issued an attack order.

The two bombers opened their bomb bays and began to descend.

"The bomb has been dropped!" A report came from the earphone.

"Here is bomber 17, I'm the last plane, I see the bullet point! The whole track is flying! Well done!" said the pilot of the last bomber.

"Keep heading! I see the town! The train station is in the town! All planes, please pay attention! Machine gunners are at their positions! We may encounter anti-aircraft fire and Polish fighter jets! The bomber fleet is on alert." commanded loudly through the intercom.

After he issued the warning order, he notified the pilot plane: "Pilot! Pilot! Use the battlefield channel to contact fighter jets in the nearby airspace and inform them to carry out escort missions! Also, please don't attack friendly forces!"

"The pilot understands!" A reply came from the headset.

"Boom! Chug Chug!" A formation of bombers appeared on the ground, and they began to fight back with anti-aircraft guns and other weapons, but the accuracy seemed a bit poor, and the bombing preparations of the entire bomber fleet were not even disturbed.

"Fly over the target area!" The commander's lead plane issued an attack order: "Open the bomb bay! Start dropping bombs!"

"The No. 1 machine started dropping the bomb!" "The No. 2 machine started dropping the bomb!" "The No. 3 machine dropped the bomb!"

The bombs were thrown out of the plane one by one by the bomb dropper. The bomber watched the bombs fall and yelled: "I see the Poles! There are many of them!"

"Soon they won't have that many!" laughed another bombardier.

Accompanied by his words, the bombs thrown to the ground finally collided with their targets, bursting out thousands of times of energy in an instant, igniting a fire and sending sand and gravel flying away, forming dusty flowers one after another.

"Turn! Adjust the flight altitude! Let's attack again! Repeat! Let's attack again! Drop all the bombs! Let's return!"…

On the ground, in a small town a few kilometers away, Ren put down the binoculars in his hand and looked at the returning bomber group: "Our bomber seems to have just attacked the division headquarters of the Polish army. We will drive over at this time , Take advantage of the chaos and kill this headquarters!"

Carter nodded: "Let's go!" The tank under him spewed out a puff of black smoke, trembled a few times, and drove forward. Ren's tank also moved and followed. Behind him, the No. 112 tank also moved, and sitting in their car were 7 armored grenadiers who were assigned to attack with them.

In the small town not far behind them, two Leopard tanks were hidden behind the grass, forming a defensive position with five soldiers and an armored personnel carrier. They were waiting for the friendly forces behind to catch up—— On the other side, 8 German soldiers guarded a full 134 Polish prisoners.