Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 184: Golden Helmet (Part 2)

Soon Lieutenant Colonel Maike felt like he was a little nervous. In fact, the Luftwaffe had taken the air superiority over the southern coast of England in its hands. (Baidu search network update is the fastest and most stable) [//Fiction update is fast and there is no pop-up window, please search]

The landing zone has begun to build a third field airport, and some fighters under the Second Air Force have begun to refuel on the field airport during the morning operations. The front of the German fighter jets advanced 300 kilometers toward the British inland, and the entire London and surrounding areas were already within the combat radius of the German fighter jets.

The first half of the voyage can be said to be calm, and all the German planes encountered along the way were painted with iron cross signs. At this time, the bomber pilots did not relax their vigilance. The closer they got to the target location, the more nervous they became.

A long-distance raid across the sea is originally a boring job. Pilots are physically and mentally exhausted, not to mention having to tighten their nerves along the way. Therefore, the Luftwaffe has equipped the crew with high-quality aviation food, which can be used to relieve the emotions of the crew in addition to alleviating hunger. The most favorite equipment of the German Air Force pilots is a portable small thermos with a novel appearance. It has a vacuum flask and an iron shell. The mouth is fitted with a threaded cap with a rubber pad. After tightening, it can be no matter how the aircraft rolls. Ensure that drips are not leaking.

Film poured a cup of coffee cautiously, and he first gave it to the bombardier and navigator in the front compartment.

"Thank you, sir. There is no deviation in our route from the landmarks. I have calculated it. It will be possible to enter the combat zone in about fifteen minutes." The bombardier was only from the First Special Reconnaissance Aircraft under the Fourth Air Force at the beginning of the month. The wing was transferred to an aerial squad with four professional certificates. He had been in charge of administrative affairs at the reconnaissance aircraft wing before. It was because of his personal request that he was transferred to the combat unit. The smooth transfer shows that he must Have their own connections.

The bomber's name is Philip Staufen. He is a gentle and handsome guy with the rank of Sergeant in the Air Force. He just passed his 24th birthday in June. At the most energetic age.

"I just searched for the 30th Bomber Wing's information, and it sounds like they were playing very lively in front." Firme poured another cup of coffee. The end was given to the wing captain who was controlling the plane.

"Thank you, Firme." Maike changed his left hand to hold the joystick, and carefully took the coffee with his right.

"Today is a tailwind. Our fuel consumption is much less than calculated. We are loaded with bombs and the aircraft is very heavy. If we are attacked from the air before the bomb is dropped, we can only count on those guys." The captain took a sip of coffee. Frowned.

"How much sugar did you put in it?"

"The paper-packed sugar in the ration c. I put six packs. Is it too sweet, sir."

"Oh, it's okay." Maike drank the glass of sugar water with a bitter expression, then handed it back to Firme.

"Would you like another drink? Sir."

"No, no more."

"Who wants some baked muffins? I also brought some chocolate cakes."

"I want chocolate cake, sir." The bomber raised his hand in the front compartment.

"Attention! Attention! Red Team 70, there is an enemy plane approaching behind you, at a height of 5,000. The distance is 4,000 meters, at seven o'clock." A warning sound from the ground podium suddenly sounded in the headset.

"Spitfire! There are a lot of them, eleven...twelve...14...18. Eighteen Spitfire fighters!" At this time, the crew of the bomber group was also responsible for the tail guard mission. Exclaimed on the radio.

"Sorry, Red Team, we can only accompany you here." The long flight formation of the **** squadron passed the top of Maike's plane at high speed. The 109 first swayed its wings quickly, and then did it. After a swift turn, he began to climb towards the rear of the fleet.

"Thank you, Blue Team, and good luck to you." The number of enemy aircraft exceeds the **** squadron, and the leader of the aircraft is very correct. The enemy plane must not be allowed to approach the bomber formation. At this time, the **** team must take the initiative to intercept.

"Attention teams. It's up to us now. The crews stay vigilant, and the machine gunners are in their respective positions. Here is the enemy fighter. Today will be a tough battle." Meike slowly pushed the throttle engine and began to raging The roar of this high-speed bomber began to show her excellent flight performance.

Different from the clumsy he111, ju88 is nicknamed the brave lady, not only because of the slightly feminine and soft wing curve, but also because of the maneuverability that is not like a bomber.

501 Wing began to accelerate at full speed, and soon left the fighting area of ​​the two groups of fighters. The wing captain here issued a report to the command station, requesting the support of nearby friendly forces. The command station quickly responded to Maike’s request. A fighter detachment that completed the mission was on its way back, and the command station was directing them to the bomber. The position of the alliance is close, but it takes about twenty minutes.

During this time, they either hovered and waited in place, or moved on to complete the task. The latter option meant that they had to fight alone. At the same time, the other party warned that a large area of ​​airspace ahead had become a mess. At least hundreds of aircraft of various types were fighting in that area. The radar station could no longer identify the enemy and ourselves from the display. The command platform made recommendations. If you are not sure, the 501 Wing can choose to abandon the mission and return.

"Thank you, we should have completed the mission and returned in 20 minutes, but it is better than nothing." Maiko expressed his gratitude to the control tower, and then expressed his views and decisions on the squadron channel.

"Gentlemen, I’m Herman Maiko. From here to the target area, we will have no fighter jets to **** you. To test you... No, it’s time to test us all. Although someone has always said that you are a group of Experienced rookie, but I accompany you to fly and train together. We are like a family. I can feel the blood and courage in your chest. I also see your professionalism and dedication in training. I believe in myself. So I also believe in your abilities. We will definitely be able to complete this... Our first combat mission. So, no matter what, we will continue to move forward. Nothing can stop the 501 bomber wing."

Lieutenant Colonel Maike turned off the call switch after speaking. He believed that the pilots would agree with his decision. Looking at the air force captain who looked solemn and regarded death as his death was a very good example.

"You can already see London, sir! God, look at that battlefield." The bombardier pointed to the right front in surprise and shouted loudly.

The distant sky is full of trails that shuttle vertically and horizontally. Each cigarette tail represents a burning airplane. A group of black dots are dancing in the air like a swarm of bees. The pilots of the two countries did their best. They are killing each other.

There must be British anti-aircraft artillery positions on the ground. They seem to have no distinction between the enemy and the enemy, and they just shoot frantically into the air. Every second, black-gray antiaircraft smoke clouds will appear at different heights.

"We have to descend and bypass the melee zone." Maiko felt that it would be foolish to rush into the battlefield like this. He still has very important tasks waiting to be completed.

The 501 Wing has a special mission. They are going to raid the British Royal Air Force’s lair, Bijinshan Air Force Base. In history, the Germans have never figured out where the commander-in-chief of the Royal Air Force Fighter Command is located. For this reason, many brave German spies have been ruined. Although those people behaved a little stupidly, they were indeed brave.

The general combat sector command of the British Air Force is right next to this seemingly ordinary airfield. In the heyday of the Royal Air Force, it commanded more than 1,400 fighters of various types. An elite fighter group is stationed along the runway for air defense. Hundreds of anti-aircraft fire bunkers and antiaircraft artillery positions have been built around the runway. A regiment of infantry guards the surrounding area. There is also a cruise tank battalion as a mobile support force. The overall defense is impermeable and solid.

The 501 test force was selected to complete this task at the right time. The original plan of the Luftwaffe was to use Stuka assault, but intelligence showed that the bombs carried by Stuka could not penetrate the command post. To completely destroy the command post, they need more powerful equipment. At this time, a staff officer discovered the newly manufactured ju88b. This aircraft can carry the latest two 1,500 kilograms of concrete sabotage bombs, and can also launch an assault at a maximum speed of more than 480 kilometers per hour. Even surpassed most British fighter jets. It is a pity that the Führer cancelled her dive bombing function, otherwise it would really be a perfect assault weapon.

The Aviation Command has considered for a long time and confirmed that one of the brigade of this unit has already been trained, so it issued a combat order with the mentality of trying new tactics and new equipment.

In fact, whether this command post can be destroyed at this time does not make much sense for the entire war~IndoMTL.com~If the Air Force does not take care of it, the Army will complete this mission for them. The nearest German armored unit has rushed to a place 20 kilometers south of Bijin Mountain. Perhaps the next day, the German Army's flag will be flying on this airport.

"The target can be seen. The air defense firepower is very dense. It seems that our army's aircraft has erroneously broken into the air defense area of ​​the base." Sergeant Staufen adjusted the focus of the telescope, and he found clusters flying over the airport. Tracer bombs and anti-aircraft firepower of various calibers are frantically attacking several twin-engine fighters. From 300 meters to 1,200 meters, densely packed with smoke bursts from small-caliber anti-aircraft artillery.

"Damn, we are here, then we must complete the task. According to the original plan, the teams line up in columns, and I will take the lead to attack. Finally, I remind everyone that you must confirm the target before dropping the bomb, and destroy it completely once. This base." Maike fastened the oxygen mask and increased the oxygen delivery. He took a deep breath of cold pure oxygen, and then pushed the joystick, the engine of the Junkers bomber began to scream, ju88 Squeeze the nose of the aircraft and dive quickly towards the British base.

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