My Third Empire

Six Hundred and Eighty-Four Is Not Enough

When it was too late, Hartman had already circled the edge of the US bomber formation and approached the US plane from the other side again. The poor American fighter jets just pulled out a dozen or so, and Hartman pierced through the defense of his own fleet from another direction.

"Thug! Chug!" It was Hartman's precise and iconic burst, this time because the distance was closer, so this time Hartman fired a long burst, firing a full 10 rounds of 30mm cannon shells in one breath . These ammunition seemed to have eyes, and almost all of them hit the fuselage and wings of a b-17 bomber.

The two engines on the left side of this B-17 aircraft immediately released billowing thick smoke. It was even more pitiful than the predecessor who descended and slowed down. A shell just hit the flap of this aircraft. The huge lifting flaps on the wings were blown away, causing the plane's wings to be uneven on both sides.

Moreover, two shells hit the wing root of the wing, which may have damaged the load-bearing support of this huge bomber. After only a few seconds, the wing of the plane hit by the shell broke due to air resistance. The plane behind the wings began to spin and fall, sending smoke and burning fuel flying everywhere.

"Oh my God! Fire! Fire! All the self-defense weapons on the bomber, fight back freely!" Although a b-17 was hit just now, the news from the radio showed that the plane was only punched with 3 holes. To such an extent that it crashed immediately, relying on the huge size of their own aircraft, some American bomber pilots who underestimated German fighter jets were not too nervous. They felt that the weapons equipped on the opponent's fighter jets would not cause irreparable damage to their aircraft. The destruction, so everyone is waiting for their escort fighter jets to crush the two flying German flies.

But now the situation has suddenly become different. The German plane shot down a b-17 bomber fiercely in a short shot, and it actually fell. The visual impact on everyone is Huge, it's simply crushing.

So the commander of the bomber shouted the order just now, and he ordered his bomber unit to start shooting freely to prevent the opponent's fighter jets from approaching the bomber formation. But obviously he overlooked one thing, that is, the people on the bomber are not elite soldiers, they can only be said to be very well-trained recruits.

So with an order, the turret shooters on these American bombers began to use their own methods to drive away their inner fear, and they began to use the weapons in their hands to frantically pour their ammunition at the target.

"Thuk! Thuk!" Because Hartmann's fighter made a pull-up movement, the shooters in the electric-driven rotating turret on the back of almost all American bombers could see the German plane still at a long distance. The aircraft, so hundreds of 30mm cannons were aimed at their targets, and then the tracer bullets were swept in the direction of the enemy aircraft like a torrential rain.

"God! You almost hit me on plane 035!" The pilot of a b-17 plane cursed loudly in the headset,

Before his voice died down, another pilot was complaining that the person in front of him fired violently and almost knocked off the nose of his plane.

In fact, this is not the most frustrating problem. The most important problem is that the opponent's plane is obviously out of the attack range of the dual-mounted electric turret on the back of the b-17 because of its high speed, but the American bomber The group is still firing fiercely, wasting their precious self-defense ammunition.

"Idiot! He is no longer within the attack range! Why are you firing randomly? Just aim at the opponent and move with the opponent's position! Wait until the opponent rushes over and then fire to interfere with the opponent's attack!" A person who participated in the North African battlefield The American veteran who bombed reminded his teammates loudly, but unfortunately his intercom can only be connected to soldiers in other gun positions on the plane, and he cannot make full-formation calls.

"Shut up! I can't hear the captain's order! Hey!" The pilot in the cockpit is obviously not used to this kind of big scene of gunfire. Although he is an old pilot who has experienced war in North Africa, but In fact, he has only carried out a total of 3 flight missions. The most terrifying one was the bombing of Tobruk. However, although he was attacked by German ground artillery fire, he only encountered a small number of enemy aircraft attacks.

But obviously his luck today was not very good, and he was assigned to the periphery of the bomber formation. After all, the United States rarely carried out such long-range bombing missions, so pilots like him with combat flight experience were assigned to relatively Outer position.

Unfortunately, the only plane flying outside him has just been shot down by Hartman, and now he has to face the opponent's attack directly, but from the movements of the German fighter jet painted with black tulips on the nose, The opponent is obviously a seasoned and powerful character, and it is simply a nightmare to fly on the periphery to deal with this kind of enemy.

The good news is that after the opponent went around in a circle, he was driven out of the attack range by his own fighter jets, and the turret on the b-17 bomber farther away finally stopped shooting. God knows it was because he saw that the opponent was not in the attack range. Yes, because they ran out of bullets.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief because the German fighter jet painted with black tulips on its nose left, the American pilot saw the two P-40 fighter jets pursued by the friendly army bit their tails by a beautiful somersault, and attacked Fang was reduced to a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in an instant, only to see that after the opponent fired violently, two new American fighter jets turned into fragments in the air and exploded into a ball of gorgeous fireworks.

"Don't leave the queue. The opponent's planes are very few. We are very close to the target. He uses a large-caliber cannon, which is similar to the Type Zero, so this guy doesn't have enough ammunition to shoot down many of our planes. Try to maintain formation and use each other. The method of cover was used to force him to waste ammunition, and the two planes will return soon!" The veteran pilot with rich combat experience, who is also the commander of this bombing mission, loudly reminded his comrades how to deal with the situation in front of them. trouble.

Although the Americans maintain a large number of air forces in the Middle East and have also participated in battles with German aircraft, they do not dispatch such large-scale aircraft to fight. If intercepted by the opponent's aircraft, the mission will be temporarily canceled in most cases, so it is rare for large-scale battles to break out.

Although the Americans have also suffered a lot from the few combat contacts, they are more willing to believe that this is an ace pilot deliberately transferred by Germany to North Africa to perform missions, and it does not represent the general combat level of German pilots. As for the intelligence from the British allies and the Soviet Union, and how powerful the Luftwaffe was, the American pilots subjectively attributed it not to the fact that the opponent was too strong, but that they were too weak to make excuses indiscriminately.

Therefore, American pilots actually don't know much about German pilots, especially German pilots on the Eastern Front. Moreover, a few minutes ago, they looked down on these counterparts, thinking that most German pilots relied on the performance of fighter jets. Relatively high, not because of how good one's driving skills are.

However, when countless pairs of eyes saw the German fighter jet that came back not far from the American bomber formation like graceful leaves fluttering back and forth in the wind, these American pilots knew that they had made a mistake, a huge My mistake: It turns out that the overall quality of German pilots is already very high, so high that it makes people feel terrible.

Under the watchful eyes of the American pilot, Hartman took another risky flight. He dived and accelerated, and approached the periphery of the American bomber at the fastest speed. Five holes were opened in the cockpit of the third B-17 bomber, and all the pilots and navigators inside were smashed into mud.

Without any suspense, the American bomber lost control, swayed back and forth twice, then turned sharply to the left, and plummeted into the sky. In the process, the out-of-control plane also crashed another b -17's wing tips.

All the American pilots found that their palms were already sweating, because they remembered the scene in front of them, and they seemed to have seen it somewhere. In someone's mind, there was a scene of a shark swimming around a school of fish—even if there were hundreds of weak sea fish, they were nothing more than harmless food in the eyes of sharks.

What they didn't know was that Hartman also felt that this kind of battle was more difficult than the original fight for air supremacy. He fired almost half of the ammunition for the 30mm caliber shaft guns before he achieved the exact results of the two b-17 bombers. In fact, although the first b-17 was damaged and returned, it was not shot down according to the situation, and the b-17 with the smashed wingtip was still flying in the formation, and had no intention of leaving at all.

"Damn it! These American bombers are stronger than expected! We don't have enough ammunition!" Hartmann complained to his wingman squadron leader while pressing the joystick to avoid the two American fighter jets that were entangled. road.

"Hartman! We can only interfere with them. Originally, it was impossible for two planes to shoot down all of these planes. We knew from the very beginning that we didn't have enough ammunition!" He got up to find the height and replied with a wry smile.

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