Five Hundred and Thirty-Seven Above the Clouds

Hardman's cheers could not take him out of the death zone, and there are still dangers around him now. But at this time, he felt that he could embrace the whole sky, and he felt that he could go wherever he wanted to go while flying this plane.

In his hands, the plane is like a goshawk flying in the sky, it is alive, and it is an elf dancing gracefully. The plane slanted to avoid the bullets fired by the Soviet plane on one side. Hardman stepped on the flap control pedal lightly, and his plane flew upside down.

The cockpit is facing the ground, and the belly of the Luftwaffe is painted gray and white, making the plane more obvious when looking down from a high altitude. The German lead plane had just gotten rid of the entanglement of the two Soviet planes, and when he looked down, he saw Hardman flying upside down.

"What is he doing? Is he performing aerobatics?" The lead pilot had the urge to turn on the communicator and curse. But he didn't do that, he was afraid that if he cursed loudly, it would disturb the pilot's judgment and cause the tragedy of plane crash and death to his comrades.

Hardman is in a state of head down at this time, and he is not just grandstanding by controlling the plane to fly upside down. He continued to control the aircraft, and actually began to climb backwards. If you look at it from a normal angle, he is actually doing an inverted dive. It's just that under normal circumstances, the plane can be pulled up after a dive, but there is no way to do this when diving backwards.

The Soviet pilots seem to have very experienced low-altitude flying experience, and they also know that it is impossible for Hardman to climb directly in such a flight, so they can only use a rolling motion to adjust the aircraft's attitude back to the normal flight state, and then pull up to climb. So the four Soviet planes flew separately from the left and the right, blocking the path of the German planes rolling on both sides.

Although the speed is not as fast as that of the German planes, it is still barely possible to block the path in advance. After all, these pilots are flying the improved American P-40 fighter jets. These planes have just arrived at the front line, otherwise they would not have the courage to take off. Facing German fighter pilots.

However, Hardman made these Soviet pilots more knowledgeable, and also let them know that there is still a gap between them and German pilots after all. I saw that Hardman's plane sank suddenly and did a somersault in reverse. This plane was like an eel, extremely skating, and unexpectedly, it was about to get rid of all Soviet planes.

Because of the high speed, the TA-152 fighter jet seemed to be rushing headlong to the ground, and a strange thought flashed in everyone's mind: Could it be that this plane has malfunctioned and is about to crash?

Even the lead plane of the German army was frightened by Hardman's flying attitude at this moment. Could it be said that Hardman's plane really had a mechanical failure? Can't be so unlucky? This group of ground crews is going to be unlucky. It is too pitiful for the pilots that the head of state has met to die of mechanical failure.

Did the head of state meet someone easily? The Führer met Guderian when he was young,

Now he is the commander-in-chief of the G Group Army; the head of state personally met that Ryan Harder, and now he is the army's No. 2 tank killer; All the captains in history combined have had more...

The altimeter was a little confused, and Hardman looked at his dashboard as if he was looking at the dashboard of a plane that was about to crash. The altimeter was beating constantly, the numbers were getting smaller and smaller, and the level meter was shaking violently, which showed that what he was doing now was a very dangerous maneuver.

But at this time, something more troublesome happened. Right behind Hardman, a Soviet plane happened to point its nose at him. The most experienced Soviet pilots accurately judged Hardman The reverse loop maneuver Deman wants to perform.

Hardman's body has been pressed on the seat due to overload, he raised his head, watched the sky reappear above his head, with a confident smile on his face, as long as the sky is still there, he can fly. But immediately after the plane appeared, there was another one that was diving and aimed its nose at his enemy plane.

Frowning, Hardman certainly knew what this meant. If he hesitated for a second, the other party would pull the trigger and let the weapon on the wing send bullets into his plane. I will fall headlong, and it will never be possible to soar into the sky again.

Can't fly? This is impossible! When it was too late, Hardman gritted his teeth and pushed the joystick to one side again, causing the plane to change its flight trajectory again.

And just as Hardman changed his flight trajectory, the Soviet pilot on the opposite side also opened fire violently. The bullets flew under Hardman's fuselage, and miraculously none of them hit the target! If Hardman's reaction was slower by one tenth of a second, then he could only crash to the ground with smoke.

The crisis did not disappear with this evasion, on the contrary, the real crisis has just arrived. Although Hardman avoided the enemy's bullets, he drove the plane that had just leveled off and continued to descend. At this time, the altimeter had already shown an unsatisfactory figure of 2700 meters.

Of course, the numbers on the altimeter are still changing, 2600 meters, 2500 meters. Almost every moment, Hardman's plane lost 100 meters of altitude. Because of the slow speed and smaller turning radius, the Soviet planes had already surrounded and killed them from a distance, and they seemed aggressive until they shot down Hardman.

Hardman did not rush to pull up the plane after a rollover. If he climbed at this time, he would be hit by the Soviet fighter jet that turned back and intercepted him halfway. At that time, he was still biting his tail, and the situation was not much better than now .

So he stared at the ground directly in front of the plane and continued to accelerate the dive, using the only altitude to speed up his own plane. But the lights on the altimeter started to flicker, and the altitude jumped from 2000 meters to 1900 meters. It has to be said that this is no longer an ideal combat altitude for a ta-152 fighter jet. To be precise, unless Soviet aircraft intend to fly at this altitude, German aircraft will not easily enter such an altitude for air combat.

But now it did happen. A German pilot took the initiative to descend and came to this airspace that attack aircraft would set foot in most cases. And it seems that the German pilot is not satisfied, because he is still diving at a very high speed and descending his altitude.

1700 meters, 1500 meters! 1000 meters! The numbers on the altimeter reminded Hardeman how dangerous the altitude was. However, the Soviet planes that were getting farther and farther behind also proved how amazing the speed of the German planes was. Not even close! Not even close! Hardman meditated in his heart, staring intently at the approaching ground.

He clearly saw the farmland, the burning bomb crater, the abandoned Soviet tank, and the houses that were smoking. At this time, the altimeter had dropped to 500 meters, and he even heard the voice of the lead plane calling for him to pull up. The voice seemed a little panicked and a little hysterical.

Hardman smiled. Although the flying altitude of 500 meters is low enough for Luftwaffe pilots, for a competitive pilot like him, at least it is enough for a stunt. At this time, the two Soviet planes that had been shaken off by the lead plane just rushed to the position to fire, and Hardman once again controlled the plane to roll and evade.

"He's going to commit suicide!" screamed a Soviet pilot who watched the German plane roll and evade after firing. Needless to say, the U.S. P-40 fighter jet with a much higher speed in his hand, even if he is driving the slower I-16 fighter jet, he dare not easily maneuver at an altitude of 500 meters.

With the dive and roll operations, Hardman's altitude has dropped to a height of 200 meters. As he rolled, he saw an even better view. He saw the grass and the abandoned trenches, and saw the rolling hills infinitely approaching the canopy of his aircraft—his Hardman's sky, as long as his feet were not standing on the ground, it was counted!

He shouted loudly and pulled up the plane after the roll. The response of the TA-152 fighter jet was still so sensitive. When it was about to hit the hills, it suddenly raised its head, and after emitting a light blue smoke, the engine roared back to the sky full of white clouds.

The pursuit and interception of the Soviet fighter jets obviously had no effect. They chased after them in the distance, but found that their plane was getting farther and farther away from the target. After completing a series of complicated flight maneuvers, the German plane is slowly recovering its altitude. It is tantamount to wishful thinking if it wants to regain the good attack position just now.

Even if it happens again, who can guarantee that they will not be fooled by the German pilot with exaggerated flight maneuvers again? And when the Soviet plane was chasing and killing the German wingman, the lead plane of the German fighter jet shot down another covering Soviet plane, completing a beautiful attack.

Two new planes were shot down, and the Soviet planes, no longer interested in fighting, broke away from contact with the German planes and began to scatter in the distance. This is not the first time that they have fled in embarrassment. The Soviet pilots have long since lost any emotional barriers. They spread out skillfully, making it impossible for the German pilots to achieve too many victories even if they chased them down.

"The lead plane is calling the wingman! The lead plane is calling the wingman! Can you hear my voice? Can you hear my voice?" In the headset, the lead plane's voice came again, with a hint of fatigue and helplessness.

"I can hear it!" Hardman knew that he might have played too much this time, so he smiled wryly and turned on the intercom to answer.

"Go back! I'll settle the score with you when I get back!" the lead plane said angrily.