In the absence of high-performance radar, it is very difficult to snipe a reconnaissance plane acting alone on a vast battlefield, after all, the ability of human eyes to detect is limited, even if the pilots all have sharp eyes.

First, they dispatched fighter planes with auxiliary fuel tanks to cruise near the Russian airfield, and second, they sent fighter planes to patrol along the international column assault route to hunt and kill the fish that slipped through the net.

In order to cooperate with the actions of the air force, a two-person observation team of Task Force 141 was also placed near the Russian airfield, and they will report the movements of the Russian reconnaissance aircraft and provide intelligence support to the troops in the air.

On the second day of the operation, that is, on D2, the Russian army took off a wave of more than a dozen reconnaissance planes early in the morning, and the observation group on the ground immediately notified the command of the international column aviation force by radio. A large-scale aviation safari operation with the main purpose of sniping Russian reconnaissance aircraft began.

The Russian army apparently also knew that the reconnaissance opportunity in the road had been sniped, so they then took off more than 40 Yi-16s and more than 50 Yi-15s.

These were the latest Russian fighters, which had been urgently transferred to Turkey after the great success of the International Column Aviation, and they were piloted by the most experienced pilots of the Imperial Russian Air Force, many of whom had flown more than 3,000 hours.

They rubbed their hands together, ready to give the Germans a little color to see.

At the same time as the Russian fighters took off, the international column airfield was also urgently taking off with additional interception power, and in addition to the 109, which was nicknamed the yellow-nosed head, the lightning type that was not hung on the bomb was also incorporated into the interceptor group. Although Lightning's fighting ability is not good, the pilots of the international column have found in past battles that it relies on its excellent vertical maneuverability to have a very great advantage in the face of the Russians' classic aircraft.

And just like that, the biggest air battle since the last great war began.

**

Heinz? Barr and his wingman Herman? Graff was cruising fifteen kilometers from the Russian airfield, looking for the reconnaissance planes reported by the ground observation team.

His fleet, consisting of four twin formations, was lined up at three-kilometer intervals across the possible course of the Russians.

"Hey," Herman's voice came over the radio, "I see something down there, it should be a Russian reconnaissance plane." ”

"I saw it too," said Heinz, who was poking his head out of the cockpit and looking down below, "three, no, four." ”

"Greeting the guys?"

"No, there are more than a few reconnaissance planes reported on the ground, we have chartered these four, and the others continue to stay on alert." Saying that, Heinz adjusted the radio to the public channel: "We have found four Russians, so let's go down and kill them, and you continue to stay on guard." ”

After saying that, Heinz reached out and pulled the cockpit hatch forward - according to the regulations, he should not open the hatch during flight, but Heinz thought that opening the hatch would improve the effectiveness of the reconnaissance.

After closing the hatch, Heinz flapped his wings, an old habit he had developed in the old Imperial Air Force, when the fighter planes they flew were not equipped with radios on each plane.

Immediately after that, Heinz gently swung the joystick, and his fighter rolled and flipped nearly 130 degrees, and then he pulled the joystick back, and the fighter changed into a dive.

The maneuver caused his blood to flow from his head to the soles of his feet, which made his vision a little dark.

Heinz had grown accustomed to this mild blackening since he drove the 109, and he now even felt a pleasant sensation of slight vertigo caused by the backflow of blood - it made it doubly clear that he was flying.

Heinz knew that the wingman would definitely keep up with him, Herman was a good player, and he was a year older than Heinz, and Heinz would only become a captain because he was a little luckier, and he joined the air team a little earlier than Herman, and that's it.

The view has been fully restored, and Heinz's fighters are diving towards the enemy's reconnaissance fleet.

The sunlight is shining into Heinz's cockpit from behind, indicating that he is in the most powerful backlit direction.

Heinz boldly aimed the nose of the aircraft in the direction of the Russians, which would make his attack window much larger, but the disadvantage was that once the Russians found out and urgently turned to evade, the room for him to respond would be very small, as long as the Russians' mechs turned fast enough, the attack was likely to miss.

But it doesn't matter, no matter what the Russians do, they will lose more energy, Heinz only needs to pull up the nose of the plane, somersault in the air and turn back, he can attack again, and even if the Russians can dodge the second time, his remaining energy will not be enough to dodge the third time.

This is the theory of energy air combat put forward by Lin Youde, and Heinz wonders how the man who is said to have never piloted a fighter plane in the air came up with this.

The Russians were still unaware of the Grim Reaper swooping down in the direction of the light.

Heinz could clearly see the back of their stupid head in the cockpit.

The target he had chosen was a biplane reconnaissance plane, slow, bulky, and fragile, as weak as a lamb to the slaughter in front of the 109's cannons.

Heinz pulled the trigger, and the fuselage shook slightly from the cannon and machine gun fire, and Heinz felt a sense of pleasure as if he were shooting an X.

The Russians' reconnaissance plane instantly turned into a ball of fireball, and their wings made of wood and canvas were directly broken in two, and the entire fuselage was blown apart.

At this time, Hermann also fired, and Heinz only heard the sound of machine gun fire, and Hermann did not even use the machine gun!

Heinz saw the wings of another reconnaissance plane neatly torn apart by machine-gun bullets, and then disappeared from his field of vision.

At this time, Heinz's plane had already rushed under the Russian plane, and he pulled the control stick back and opened the throttle all the way to the end at the same time.

109 began to climb with a whistling start, and Heinz saw the side of the yellow-painted nose in front of him, sparks spewing from the engine's heat exhaust pipes from time to time.

The mighty machine roared, pulling Heinz's fighter into the air, and the hands of the altimeter spun rapidly toward higher values.

As he climbed, Heinz turned back to see Hermann following closely behind him, while the remaining two Russian reconnaissance planes were circling like headless flies.

Glancing at the altimeter, Heinz said to Herman over the radio, "Let's turn back and give them one more time." ”

At this time, the voice of another two-plane formation broke into the radio: "Hey, hey, hey! I saw a large group of planes, chief, just east of you. ”

Heinz wanted to confirm the situation for the first time, but found that his aircraft was in a state where he could not see the east at all, so he immediately changed his climb to level flight, and then turned the cockpit canopy to the east by circling.

Sure enough, at least ten black shadows were lining up in the eastern sky.

"Schultz, Hawk, you two twin-plane formations are immediately attacking. The Bowman team will remain in the sky to continue to guard the reconnaissance planes, and we will let you join if the situation is unfavorable. ”

"Oh, I love this order so much," the voice of his subordinate came from the headset, "we're going to attack a large group of more than thirty planes, it's almost reminiscent of the Teutonic knights when they face the Manchu fish!" ”

"If I shoot them all down, I'll have half the Red Baron's record!"

"What do Russians like to shout when they charge? Oh yes Ulla! ”

"Ulla!"

Heinz shook his head, the whole world thought that Germans – especially German soldiers – should be rigid, inflexible, and humorless, and Heinz himself thought so, but the pilots were an exception.

Pilots are always an exception.

At this time, Heinz saw a shining dot above his head rushing towards the Russian army group.

"Schultz, you stupid fool who chooses to backlight!"

But this order was obviously not going to be carried out, and Heinz knew his men too well.

At this time, Herman reminded: "Those two reconnaissance planes are about to escape. ”

"It's okay, we can easily catch up with them. Let's go up, and after killing them, we'll find a place to climb and go to war. ”

**

Scholz didn't bother to turn to the backlight direction, so he rushed towards the Russian army group.

The Russians apparently spotted the reflection of the metal shell of 109, and immediately scattered to avoid the vultures that had fallen from the sky.

"It's useless, my Uncle Schultz is the team's shooting champion!"

With that, Scholz pulled the joystick, deflected the nose slightly, and aimed the aiming aperture at a Russian biplane that was turning.

But the biplane immediately rolled in the process of turning and cut directly into the dive.

Scholz's shells flew against its wings, and perhaps a few of the machine-gun shells hit, but did not hit the wooden skeleton of the wings.

"Damn!" Schultz scolded and pulled up the lever and began to climb.

He could have looked for a new target, but that would have allowed him to rush past where the Russians were now, and that would give the Russians a chance to attack him.

Scholz is not a fool, there are so many Russian fighters in the sky, as long as he maintains his superiority in energy, he will have a chance of winning.

"Hey, man," Schultz called to his wingman, "did you hit?" ”

"I think so, I hit a fight."

"You're lying, damn it, you got the battle before me."

"Don't worry about the sharpshooter, you still have a chance."

Schultz didn't answer either, pulling the joystick and causing the body to somersault.

"I think we'd better fly flat and get back up to speed before moving on to the next round."

"I'll consider doing that when I kill a damn Russian." After Schultz finished speaking, he once again chose a Russian fighter plane, which was a monoplane he had never seen before, compared to the slender 109, it was short and thick, and it looked like a green toy.

The pilot of that thing had expended too much energy in the evasion just now, and now that the speed was low, Schultz estimated that it would not be able to do too much intense movement.

He aimed his aim at the enemy plane.

The Russians apparently sensed the threat, and then—

He evaded.

Scholz just watched as the Russian plane went into a stall tailspin.

Then the Russian pilots parachuted.

"XX" Schultz cursed loudly.

At this time, he saw another two-plane formation that had swooped down from the sky and opened fire, and one of the enemy planes was smashed into a fireball.

"XX," Schultz cursed again.