Chapter 649 Ace Support

His eyes were fixed on the war zone map hanging on the wall in front of him and he remained silent. After a moment, Lieutenant Allelukhin spoke again and then asked Colonel Sidnev a question.

"Comrade Commander, what planes did the Germans send out? Can you tell me?"

The question from Allelyukhin made Colonel Sidnev quite satisfied. The young man in front of him did not seem to lose himself because of his outstanding performance. Knowing yourself and your enemy is what every pilot should make in advance before taking off in combat. .

"The frontline ground troops reported that they have only seen German bombers and ground attack aircraft, and have received almost no reports of German fighter jets. However, you still need to be careful just in case. Ground troops identify German aircraft. The limited speed does not rule out the possibility of admitting mistakes. In addition, German fighter jets may also be on their way to support, so we must be fully prepared.”

After listening to the answer given by Colonel Sidnev, the young Aleryukhin stepped forward a step further without comment. He stared at the red circle marked on the map of the theater in front of him and carefully observed it. It was not until a minute later that he turned towards him. Colonel Sidnev, who was waiting quietly beside him, gave a firm answer.

"No problem, comrade division commander. I am sure to stop those German bombings, so I will lead the team and set off!"

What happened just an hour ago still echoes in Lieutenant Aleryukhin's mind.

After bringing the dozen or so German yellow ducks into view, Aleryukhin immediately raised his head and began to look for German fighter jets in other directions in the air.

Past combat experience always reminds Allelukhin that what those Luftwaffe fighters like to do most is to stay at high altitudes to prepare for energy advantage, and use friendly forces conducting ground attack and bombing at low altitudes as bait, waiting for opportunities to hunt those who come. Intercepting Soviet fighter planes.

But what surprised Aleryukhin was that in the cloudless sky, except for the German attack planes that were swooping and strafing at low altitudes, there was not a single German fighter jet in the entire sky.

In other words, these arrogant German attack aircraft are so arrogant that they dare to act recklessly without the cover of fighter jets!

Aleryukhin, who originally looked up to the Luftwaffe, immediately lost his temper. The opponent's disdain for him had obviously reached the point of contempt and disdain. Raising his hand to connect to the radio channel in his ear, Aleryukhin immediately issued orders to the surrounding formation of 12 Lager 3 fighter jets.

"Comrades, destroy those Germans! Attack!"

After giving the order, Allelyukhin, as the leading aircraft of the entire fleet, was the first to dive towards the German big yellow duck in the low altitude. The Lager 3 fighter jet with the throttle valve fully pushed quickly dived to the middle. Reaching an astonishing speed of 620 kilometers per hour.

Aleryukhin, who was staring at the low-altitude German attack planes, could feel his car shaking dangerously, and the pointer on the instrument panel in front of him was spinning more and more crazily as the high-speed dive continued.

After taking one last look at the dashboard in front of him, the brave and talented Allelyukhin turned his attention to the German fighter planes.

Gently swing the joystick in your hand, and firmly set the crosshair ring of the mechanical sight on the German aircraft, which is still ignorant of the danger. There is only such a short shooting window that can be grasped in the extremely fast diving state. Aleryukhin finally pressed the trigger.

Dong dong dong——

Da da da da——

The 20mm Schwark cannon and the 7mm Berezin machine gun fired in unison, spraying out fiery tongues of tracer flames. The German big yellow duck, which had just completed a round of dive and strafing, was completely unaware of Aleryukhin's rapid approach.

The projectiles fired from the back of the fuselage tore through the skin of the fuselage and broke the rear spar of the left wing. The fuel tanks placed in the wings were also set on fire by Allelyukhin's attack.

The left wing of the Big Yellow Duck was instantly broken off, like a falling meteor burning blazingly in the sky, with flames and thick black smoke trailing behind its butt as it turned and crashed towards the ground less than 300 meters above the ground.

After succeeding in the attack, Allelyukhin immediately yanked the control stick in his hand to change the fighter plane out of a dive attitude and climb back up. The huge overload that pressed on his body in an instant pinned Allelyukhin to the flight seat and almost made him unable to breathe. Angry. The intense physical exertion and the scorching sun above his head made Aleryukhin, who had just entered the battle, sweat profusely.

Most of the other Lager 3s that swooped at the German Big Yellow Ducks right behind Aleryukhin also succeeded successfully. After one dive window, 4 Big Yellow Ducks were knocked down on the spot, and the remaining surviving Big Yellow Ducks fell on the spot. There were also many who were injured and riddled with bullet holes but barely escaped.

Having regained a favorable altitude at low altitude, Allelyukhin immediately turned his fuselage sideways and turned around in the cockpit to stare at the clumsy German aircraft below that looked panicked.

Aleryukhin, who initially mistook these German aircraft for Junkers 88, realized that he had been dazzled. These strange-looking and extremely ugly German aircraft in front of him, although they also had a twin-engine single-vertical tail layout, were obviously It’s not the Junkers 88. The slender and slender body is obviously much narrower than the fat one of the Junkers 88.

The smooth back and belly of the aircraft with a streamlined layout did not have any exposed rear-facing self-defense weapons. This is equivalent to the fact that this kind of German aircraft that I have never seen before was basically left to die when it was bitten at 6 o'clock.

Aleryukhin, who was overjoyed, immediately informed other comrades in the air of the situation through the radio. The Soviet pilots who were stunned by the snake immediately swung the flexible fuselage of the Lager 3 fighter in their hands and quickly pointed the nose of the aircraft to death. They bit these clumsy German yellow ducks and played a game of cat and mouse in the sky.

The fierce battle in the sky was witnessed very vividly by Malashenko, who had just survived the disaster on the ground. The originally arrogant and arrogant German big yellow duck was struggling to save his life when faced with the attack of fighter jets.

With the clumsy dual-engine fuselage and the two French engines with poor output of 700 horsepower, the big yellow ducks who were bitten by the Lager 3 fleet could not escape or go around. There is no rear-facing self-defense weapon installed on the back of the butt, and there is currently no fighter escort. Although "waiting to die" is a bit exaggerated, it is the real situation of these German yellow ducks at the moment.

Malashenko, who was watching the battle in the sky, was naturally in a very relieved mood at the moment. For Malashenko, nothing was more relieving than seeing those German planes being beaten and falling like dumplings. .

As long as the safety in the sky above his head is guaranteed, the battle on the ground can be said to be all good for Malashenko.