Chapter 590 is really unfavorable

"Formation cover evacuation!" Lopoyev, who had just dodged a lightning dive-strafing fire, finally gave the order to retreat.

At this time, the battlefield was already one-sided. More than a dozen Russian planes have crashed, but none of the Vanguard planes have been shot down, except for one wounded and evacuated by his teammates.

Seeing those cheerful guys shouting the last slogan one by one and falling one by one, his heart was like a knife. The situation on the battlefield was very clear to him, and Soviet Russia was far from being an opponent of the vanguard army. After hesitating for a long time, he finally made a decision in his heart.

Although it may be a very bad ending to face him after evacuation, at least these subordinates can be spared and save some vitality for the country.

"For the Motherland, for the Union, fight to the end!" But his order was interrupted by the fanatical slogans of a Russian party activist named Serov in the infantry detachment.

The major, piloting his Type 24 I-16, rushed forward against a lightning machine-gun chain of fire from the opposite side.

"He's ***! Come! Whoever the fuck dodges first, whoever is raised by the son! Xu Zhiyou, who was driving the Thunderbolt-47D, quickly understood what the major meant, shouted wildly, and rushed forward unceremoniously.

The two planes gradually formed a line at an altitude of more than 2,000 meters and collided head-on. Neither the fanatical Serov nor the angry-eyed Xu Zhiyou had no intention of dodging, but the machine-gun fire chains on the two planes were first entangled together.

As a novice Xu Zhiyou, who has only trained for 600 hours, although it is the first time to join the actual combat, he has long forgotten the apprehension in his heart at this time, and ignores the jingle of the 7.62mm machine gun bullet on the front cover of the thunderbolt, but just rigidly controls the rice machine gun on the Thunderbolt D-type, and aims at the oncoming I-16 aircraft with full firepower.

At this time, he had only one thought in his heart, even if he died, he must not be overwhelmed by the momentum of the opposite face and make the vanguard air force ugly. Even if he died, the generous security money was enough for the parents at home to live a stable second half of their lives, and the title of a martyr was enough to make the brothers and sisters in the family proud of him.

"Come on! Child! He shouted wildly, and now all that was left in his mind was the plane that was getting closer and closer, and the face of the plane opposite that had cast a burning gaze could be seen clearly, but it was distorted like a dream under the smoke of gunpowder.

"Serov!" "Major!"

"Lao Xu!" "Xu Zhiyou!"

Even though the battlefield was still chasing and fighting, some of the nearby flyers noticed the knightly duel here and shouted for the duel here.

But neither of the men there could hear the cries of the others, and they were left with only the enemy in their eyes.

"Boom!" Under the gaze of everyone, a fireball exploded in the sky.

"Hah! I won! I won! In the thunderbolt that passed through the flames, Xu Zhiyou's surprise laughter came, which made Luo Yingde, who rushed over, feel relieved. He saw very clearly that when the distance between the two planes was only more than 30 meters, the I-16 obviously could not withstand the salvo of the meter-caliber machine gun, and exploded in the sky first.

Although the flames of the explosion affected Xu Zhiyou's thunderbolt, the thick skin of the thunderbolt D not only covered the bullets of the 7.62 machine gun, but also covered the aftermath of the explosion.

"Revenge for Comrade Serov! For the sake of the Motherland, fight to the end! Lopoyev was saddened, but before he could be sad and repeat his evacuation order, he heard the roar of someone over the communicator. He opened his mouth to ask for something, but in the end it didn't come out.

After a moment's hesitation, the fighters of the two sides became more entangled.

In the sky of more than thirty square kilometers, planes of both sides chased each other and strangled each other. The Soviet Russian pilots relied more on the fearless blood of Sovietism, and the enthusiasm of the vanguard army to defend the country was also boiling in the roar of the idea of the plane. The nimble claws of the Hellcat in the sky had already dizzy the Russian pilots, and the lightning dive from the sky was like a thunderbolt falling from nine days, impacting the nerves of the Russian rookie pilots.

Finally, under the final struggle of the Soviet Russian planes with bursts of smoke, and after the survival instinct allowed the coldness of the machine-gun bullets to pour into the cabin with the roar of the north wind, dousing the expectations of the Soviet Russian pilots, the formation of the Soviet Russian aircraft was torn apart, and twelve cowardly -2 bombers were violently under the death gaze of Hellcat.

"Retreat!" Tumenlev, the captain of the group who led the bomber formation, immediately shouted loudly. Even if Tumenlev was a bomber pilot, the pomp and circumstance of the inexhaustible falling Soviet and Russian fighters on the battlefield could still judge the despicability of the situation. Without the escort and care of fighter jets, the bombers who did not have much self-defense ability attacked the fighters of the vanguard army, it was like an unarmed weak woman meeting a pervert. At this time, running away is the classic standard command. Not to mention that Ropoyev had already given the order to evacuate.

However, the -2 bomber can reach a speed of up to 450 kilometers per hour, but the Hellcat's is very easy to break through 600 kilometers and two 20 mm cannons, and the cat's claw armed with two 20 mm cannons can easily scratch this Soviet Russia's first all-metal fuselage, door G leather aircraft.

Of the twelve Hells, three bombers began to fall, and two more plummeted behind the evacuation infantry in black smoke.

"Cover the bombers!" Ropoyev shouted and personally rushed forward. But at this time, the dive-skimming Thunderbolts also had their eyes on the remaining -2 bombers.

The screech of the lightning dive had already drowned out the cheerful jumps of machine guns in the air, knowing to be overwhelmed by an even more violent explosion. And at that time, three more -2 bombers fell.

"This time it was terrible luck!" No matter how hard he worked, Tumenlev couldn't get the landline back up, and he was depressed. At this time, he did not know that the vanguard army had an early warning from the radar station, and he could only blame luck. If he knew that the two letters were the classic representative words in Chinese, and when they were paired with the number 2, the luck value generated was often stunning, and he might have understood a little stupidity in his heart.

"Skydive!" From time to time, Lopoev reminded the Russian pilots who were trying to save the fate of the downed plane.

But as the umbrella flowers bloomed in the air, his heart did not fall to his throat, on the contrary, the figure of a group of armored troops on the ground filled his chest with cold air.

At some point, the ground was already under the control of the vanguard army. Armored vehicles and tanks rushed to the place where every umbrella flower fell.

"What a disadvantage!" Liu Mingshu, who got up, muttered angrily while untying the parachute. In the entire sky, I'm afraid he was the only Vanguard pilot shot down. Although his thunder and lightning were thick, he was caught between two deadly Soviet and Russian planes, and was hit by the vital point, so he had to accept his fate. Frustrated, he angrily threw his helmet into the multi-purpose armored vehicle that answered him, climbed up and sat inside without saying a word.

"It's really unfavorable!" Mekoev could already see an armored car in the sky speeding towards the place where he was going to land, and could not help but lament. With the Pilot's good eyesight, he could already see a yellow face on the top. He also did not remember that there was such an armored car in Soviet Russia, and that face had already confirmed that it was a Chinese vehicle.

"I'm afraid I'm going to be a prisoner!" Mekoev could only accept his fate, the pistol on his waist was absolutely no match for the two-meter machine gun that he could see more and more clearly. As for suicide, he just had a thought in his mind, and he was awakened by the cold north wind.

"No movement! Hands up! Shouts in Chinese and Russian echoed in the ears of the landed pilots, interspersed with the sound of Suomi gunshots. Some of the Russian pilots tried to fight to the end, but the machine guns on the armored vehicles did not speak, and the soldiers of the vanguard who jumped out of the car were already the first to shoot all the stubborn resistance.

At the very beginning of the air battle, the ground below the air battle was already controlled by the Vanguard Army.

"Don't leave every soldier behind!" This famous phrase of Commander Meng has always been one of the guiding programs for the operations of the vanguard army.

In order to rescue every pilot of the Vanguard Army in a timely manner, even the site of the air battle was planned in advance and directly placed in the control area of the Vanguard Army. If there are pilots of the vanguard army who parachute out, they can do their best to save the lives of every pilot. This is also one of the reasons why the Vanguard Air Force has suffered a lot of crashes in battles with people, but very few pilots have been killed.

On the contrary, if it was the enemy's pilots, it was natural for them to be captured when the vanguard army controlled the ground battlefield. If there is resistance, it will be eliminated unceremoniously. Do your best to reduce every strength of the enemy.

"I surrender!" Mekoev was pointed at the muzzle of the machine gun in the black hole, and without hesitation, he obediently raised his hands