619 air chase

Finding a target means, of course, attacking the target. The wingman's words were like a battle horn, and the long plane immediately entered a state of diving.

The ME-109 fighter roared down, like an eagle that had spotted its prey, and rushed towards a distant target.

As the distance got closer, the figures of those targets on the sights in the nose of the ME-109 became larger and larger.

With the rapid passage of time, the shining five-pointed star can already be seen on the two Soviet planes.

There is no doubt that these planes were indeed Soviet planes, and a peculiar aircraft that had never been seen before.

Compared to the coarse body of the I-16 fighter, the fuselage of the new Soviet aircraft was much more slender.

And just looking at the speed, this new aircraft is indeed faster than the I-16 aircraft.

How fast it was, the German pilot, who could only measure the speed by his eyes, did not know, he just felt that the other party was faster.

Of course, it is also possible that the other party's plane is a lot slimmer and has some illusions about him......

In any case, he was already on the attack track, approaching the opponent quickly from a very safe angle.

The upper part of the rear is the dead end of the fighter, and any attack from this angle will not be detected by the opposing pilot.

Moreover, attacking from a high altitude at high speed is the ME-109 fighter's forte, and most of them will not miss.

The German fighter pilot, who had already aimed his sight at the opposing side, had already pressed his hand on the fire switch, ready to greet the opposing pilot with a series of powerful attacks.

He wanted to surprise the other party, and tell the other party about his arrival with a stormy strafing.

At the moment when he was ready to open fire, the German pilot instinctively sensed danger. He quickly made evasive gestures and gave his wingman a hint: "Roll!" They opened fire! ”

The wingman pilot was startled by this sudden shout, and he also subconsciously rolled his plane and left the original route.

At this moment, in the air in front of him, a tracer bullet suddenly flew face to face, accompanied by the roar of a machine gun.

As the plane rolled, the oncoming bullet shocked the wingman so much that he almost forgot to change the evasive maneuver of the roll.

"Oh my God! They opened fire on me! They opened fire on me! The wingman made a gesture to avoid strafing while shouting for help to his long plane.

The tracer bullet followed his plane, driving him out of range before finally stopping.

The situation of the long plane was not very good, and the German pilot of the long plane was rolling while judging in his mind how the other party had discovered him.

"That's not a fighter! That's an enemy attack aircraft! New attack aircraft! "After getting rid of the enemy's strafing fire, the pilot of the long plane also realized his sloppiness.

The opponent could fire at the rear, apparently an attack aircraft similar to the Luftwaffe's own Stukka.

Only two drivers, and one of the pilots who were responsible for maneuvering the machine guns in the rear, made it possible to detect an attack that was diving down directly above.

"The opponent's rear machine gun covers, do a good evasive action! Approaching from the side, cover me! "Having dodged a surprise attack, the initiative seemed to be back in the hands of the German pilots.

After simple tactical arrangements, the German pilots began to attack again. This time, they avoided the dangerous tail attack, opting to approach from a safer side.

The two Soviet planes also seemed to be aware of the danger and began to accelerate slightly, zigzagging their flight paths to avoid the German fighters following.

"They're going to Minsk! There's our supply base there! While choosing the right angle to fire, the German fighter commander judged the opponent's purpose.

Obviously, two Soviet fighters, which were not fighters, flying in the direction of Minsk, must have had an important attack mission.

And the only thing that was worthy of the latest Soviet planes to attack was the temporary railway station that had just been built.

"How do they know where our train station is?" The wingman asked suspiciously, as he followed behind the long plane.

"When we knock them down, you can go down and ask! Right now...... Shut up! After Changji replied dissatisfiedly, he closed his mouth.

He didn't want to be distracted and get knocked down by an enemy plane that wasn't a fighter - that would be a shame, and the entire aeronautical division would probably remember his name.

Two German fighters chased the two Soviet attack planes one after the other, and the Soviet planes kept changing their flight paths, and the two German planes locked on the side and rear.

The planes on both sides were constantly swaying from side to side, and the Soviet planes were trying to avoid flying in a straight line with the German fighters, while the German fighters aimed the opposite.

From time to time, the self-defense machine guns of Soviet attack aircraft would shoot tongues of fire, and bullets would fly head-on at German fighters, forcing them to dodge.

The feeling of bullets coming in his face made the wingman cry bitterly: he was almost scared to death by the glittering tracer bullets......

"Suddenly! Dodo! "The next time the two sides crossed routes, the German captain pressed his weapon switch.

With the vibration of the machine gun, the plane also trembled slightly. He knew that his weapon had fired, because inside the scope, tracer bullets flew towards the enemy plane.

"I hit him! I hit him! The pilot of the long plane shouted loudly over the radio, his voice tinged with excitement.

He saw with his own eyes that the bullet flew clearly towards the Soviet plane and disappeared in the fuselage of the opposing plane.

It's been a long time since he found a decent air battle on the Eastern Front, and now he can fight like this, which is really enjoyable.

The opposing plane did not emit smoke, and the part hit by the 7.92 mm machine gun did not seem to be affected in the slightest.

Seeing this result, the pilot of the long plane closed his mouth depressedly. He knew that the attack he had just made was not effective, and that the structure of the enemy aircraft had not been damaged.

It's definitely a solid aircraft...... The German pilot thought so in his heart. While thinking, he reminded his wingman: "Machine guns have no effect on them!" Switch to cannon attack! ”

"Wingman understands!" The wingman pilot heard the prompt of his own long plane and replied loudly.