Chapter 550 This Is Not an Ordinary Pei 3, It Is Different From Pei 2!

As soon as Amelia climbed onto the plane and put on her headphones, she heard the airport dispatch shouting: "Emilia, Emilia, don't take off yet."

"I'm still doing pre-flight inspections. But why do you want to say this specifically?"

"The commander of the aviation force believes that in order to complete the mission, the sound array master should wait until the sound array master hears the engine sound of the enemy reconnaissance aircraft before taking off. This will ensure that the bait is taken."

Amelia replied "I know" and continued to check the instrument status. After completing all the steps, she checked the last check on the acceptance form in her hand and handed the form to the ground crew waiting outside.

Then, with nothing to do, she looked at Rokosov who was talking to other pilots.

From this angle only Rokossov's back is visible, and he appears to be receiving the pilot's compliment.

Emilia was speechless and adjusted her blond hair that had escaped from her pilot's leather hat.

"Don't come and say hello to me who is going to be the bait."

The ground crew leader who was filling out the ground maintenance form next to him looked up in surprise: "What? Do you need anything?"

"Nothing." Amelia said.

At this time, the group responsible for the ambush took off first. There was a group of destroyers that had cooperated with it many times - the previous few times they had covered General Rokossov's red P33, they had not been able to catch the battle, and they were holding back their anger. , today’s ambush is exactly what they wanted.

The field airport is on the east coast, next to the largest field hospital, where there may be tens of thousands of wounded waiting for evacuation. Although the pilots rarely have the opportunity to enter the hospital, they often have the opportunity to build a good relationship with the tired nurses, so I indirectly heard a lot of touching stories that happened on the other side.

Everyone was holding back their anger and were just waiting to vent their anger by beating up the bastard Prosen.

Soon the Second Squadron, which was responsible for the ambush mission, all took off and waited for the enemy reconnaissance plane to arrive. Then the red Pocket 3 took off and started to lure the enemy.

Of course, the enemy may not necessarily take the bait like this, so the red P-3 driven by Emilia can cover Rokosov's real plane to complete the reconnaissance and find all the enemy's artillery positions.

Emilia continued to stare at the back of the front commander.

The ground crew leader noticed his gaze, turned his head and glanced, his eyes lit up immediately. It seemed that the ground crew had something to talk about tonight when he was drinking with the chaplain on his back.

Emilia noticed this with the witch's keen sense. Just as she was about to say something, the tower's voice came from the earphones: "Master of the sound array heard the sound of the enemy reconnaissance plane. The route is the same as yesterday. Prepare to take off."

At this time, the sound of anti-aircraft guns came from the distance, with the purpose of creating a sense of atmosphere for the enemy's high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft.

Amelia shouted to the ground crew leader: "Start the engines!"

"Okay!" The team leader immediately called the team members to come over and push the propeller.

Soon both engines of Pei 3 were running at full power.

The ground crew used a little force to push the plane out of the hangar and taxied on its own.

Emilia had already sensed Proson's reconnaissance plane, and she slightly suppressed the gliding speed of Pei 3 so that the enemy could see clearly and give the enemy some time to react.

But a few minutes later the plane taxied to the start of the runway.

Tower radio: "Wind direction...wind speed...can take off."

Emilia pushed the throttle all the way, and the plane shuddered and gradually accelerated. The wheels left the ground just more than halfway down the runway.

Emilia turned the control stick, and the plane soared into the sky.

She looked back and saw Rokosov waving to him under the hangar.

Well, the remaining question is when the enemy will arrive, Emilia thought.

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Prosen high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft, tactical number 454.

"Red Pei 3 found, repeat, red Pei 3 found." The observer reported.

The radioman immediately began calling: "Coyote, coyote, hare up, hare up."

"Coyotes understand."

Observer: "The red Pei 3 is flying along the Valdaichu River. It is consistent with the previous reconnaissance route. It should directly insert into our military-controlled area somewhere. It can be intercepted as planned."

Radioman: "Coyote coyote, hare down the trail, hare down the trail."

"Coyote understands!"

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Emilia looked at the direction of the sun. Although she couldn't see the second fighter squadron hiding in the direction of the sun, she could feel that they were flying there.

Maybe the enemy would meet the second squadron in the opposite direction first, and the ambush would turn into an open fight.

It is estimated that the pilots of the Second Squadron will not resist "such a good thing".

Most pilots in the Ant Air Force have only 200 hours of flying time, and many new pilots have only 60 hours of flying time when they start combat flying.

It is said that new Prossen pilots need at least 300 hours of training before they can come to the front line.

But everyone in the second squadron is an experienced pilot. Except for the two new recruits who have just joined, the others are veteran pilots who have been flying since last year. They can compete with the most elite Proson pilots.

Emilia looked at the direction of the sun again, and suddenly, she felt a sense of crisis.

She would definitely evade at this time, and this subconscious evasive action had saved her life countless times.

Just as she was circling left, a 109 with a wolf's head painted on its nose rushed towards Amelia and fired at Emilia's original route.

When the enemy plane and Emilia's plane crossed each other, the pilot looked over - yes, Emilia felt the gaze.

She stared back, and found that the enemy pilot was surprised.

Was it because he saw a woman in the cockpit?

But Ant should have had many female pilots who had fought against the Plosson Air Force, and even produced an ace.

Emilia herself should also be a "witch" on the Plosson side.

However, there was no time to think about these things at this time. Air combat must be focused, and any wrong decision will cost lives.

Emilia relied on her sixth sense to quickly grasp the situation in the air and chose to continue to change direction, drilling into the negative G direction of the imagined enemy aircraft.

Sure enough, the enemy's wingman rushed down, and the barrage of interception almost touched Emilia's wings.

Emilia turned on the engine afterburner to fully exert the acceleration performance of the Pe 3, and restored the aircraft speed in a shallow dive posture-just now, a lot of speed was lost in continuous maneuvers, and in this situation, it was impossible to deal with the enemy aircraft with a height advantage.

While recovering speed, Emilia observed the surroundings-although she could feel the enemy, it could not replace naked eye observation.

The two enemy planes in the first wave of attacks were recovering their altitude, but what about the other enemy planes? It was impossible for the enemy to send only two planes to intercept!

Soon, Emilia found that several planes were fighting above her. It was obvious that the second squadron covering the remaining enemies.

Then all she had to do was shoot down these two enemy planes.

Emilia glanced at the speedometer and gently pulled the stick, returning from a forward dive to a shallow climb, so that the speed would continue to accumulate and the altitude would increase little by little.

The twin-engine Pe 3 has an advantage over the single-engine 109 in terms of capacity, but the fuselage is heavier.

The key to confronting two 109s is to save your own energy and consume the enemy's energy.

The two enemy planes that failed to attack did not give up, and turned back directly, trying to catch up with Pe 3.

At this time, if Emilia wanted to save her life, she just had to continue to fly level.

But she decided to give the enemy a little more loopholes.

So she deviated a little bit, which increased the enemy's approach rate a little bit, and soon reached a position suitable for attack.

"Come on, rush down and attack."

At this time, one of the two 109s dived down, and they also adopted the common tactics of formation combat, one maintaining a high speed, and the other attacking.

In this way, if Emilia evades and loses energy, the other can take advantage of the opportunity.

Normally speaking, this tactic is foolproof.

However, Emilia has experienced this situation many times.

She knows that the enemy will be careless at this time, and that is her opportunity.

The attacking enemy plane dived down, and Emilia only slightly tilted the joystick until the last moment. The plane just tilted in the air, and the 109's barrage flew over the bottom of the Pe 3.

Then the enemy plane staggered at a close distance, and Emilia pulled the joystick and forcibly pulled the nose of the plane-having driven the Pe 3 for so long, she knew the directionality of the nose of the plane very well, and had just been deliberately adjusting the speed to ensure that the directionality was the highest now.

At this moment, Emilia opened fire.

This shooting window was very small, because the enemy plane dived down very fast, and Emilia might have only a few tenths of a second to fire after pulling the nose over.

But Emilia caught this window.

The tail of the 109 caught fire, and it fell to the ground with thick smoke.

Emilia turned her attention to another enemy plane.

The series of maneuvers just now had reduced Emilia's speed a lot, and the enemy could not miss this opportunity.

He dived.

At this time, Emilia confirmed that there were no more enemies around, so she took a larger action to avoid it with confidence.

The enemy really gave up the attack when Emilia was maneuvering, and did not give her the opportunity to seize the instant window to counterattack.

The enemy began to recover its altitude, and Emilia decided in an instant to give up pulling the nose to forcefully catch up, and instead dived shallowly to recover speed.

Sometimes air combat is a test of patience on both sides.

Whoever loses patience first is often the loser.

At this moment, a MiG-3 came from high altitude and hit the climbing 109 with a wave of strafing.

The voice of the MiG pilot came from the radio: "It seems that the second squadron has eaten up the enemy. We are here to pick up some leaks. Do you mind, Miss Witch?"

"No!" Emilia responded, "Happy hunting."

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Wang Zhong vaguely heard a female voice saying "Happy hunting" on the radio, and probably guessed that Emilia should be done.

At this time, his plane was flying along the west bank of the Valdai River.

Several artillery positions were marked on the map in his hand.

"These Proson people actually put the artillery positions in the same position as before. Aren't they afraid that we will guess blindly?" He muttered.

The pilot in the front seat asked in surprise: "General, can you really find the artillery positions?"

"Yes, I observe the ground more carefully." Because the pilot is not a "witch", Wang Zhong can only prevaricate like this.

Fortunately, the pilot did not doubt it, but said happily: "Now we can show the Proson people! Are you going to bombard tonight?"

"Yes, we will bombard tonight."