My Third Empire

readx; Helplessly, the Japanese Army Aviation Corps, which is diligent and thrifty, still likes to arrange novice pilots to fly these planes to the theater in a mission to get familiar with the rhythm of the battlefield, similar to a combat trainer. Escort force! Escort force! We have entered the enemy's airspace, please maintain the cover formation! In the headset, the voice of the bomber force commander suddenly came, although after several bombings, the Japanese army barely controlled a lot Air supremacy in the airspace, but carrying out such a long-distance bombing mission still makes people very nervous. Suddenly, an ominous premonition made Ozawa feel chills running down his back, he raised his head, stared at the distant sky, and frowned: Mr. Nakajima, something is wrong, there is something wrong over there. What! There's something over there! When Ozawa said this, Nakajima still didn't know which side was the over there he said on the radio. If someone asks for directions and gets a vague and undirected answer, will there be an urge to go crazy? meeting? So when Nakajima heard Ozawa's over there, he really wanted to yell at his teammates: Which side are you talking about over there? Is it above or below me, to my left or to my right? But before he got mad, Ozawa yelled in the earphones: We are directly in front! Above! Above! The height is about 11,000! Baga! How could something fly so high? In fact, they There are not many enemies on the opposite side, to be precise, there are only 4 small black spots approaching rapidly from a distance. Compared with the more than 60 planes densely packed on their side, the other side is really weak, but these Japanese pilots were so frightened by the scene in front of them that they could not speak, because they had never been able to fly at such a high altitude. aircraft. Americans often use an altitude of about 10,000 to raid Japanese aircraft, but although that altitude is abnormal, Ozawa has also seen it. He knew that the Americans had advanced aircraft that could reach that height, a height that the Japanese aircraft could not fly. However, this is the first time for him to fly a plane higher than an American plane. His plane may also be able to fly to that height, but let alone stop and move forward, he can't even control it for a few seconds—— It will fall quickly, and then regain some control at about 10,000 meters. This is the limit that the ki-43 fighter can do. But the plane on the opposite side maintained its flying attitude at an altitude of 11,000 meters, and approached the Japanese fleet at a very fast speed. Obviously, the opponent didn't fly over because this airspace is the battlefield of the battle. If it is a reconnaissance plane, isn't the number of 4 planes a bit too much? Just as Ozawa was driving his own plane to maintain its own course, and his mind was full of wild thoughts, the other party obviously shortened the distance, and he could already tell that these planes were also single-engine, single-seat fighter jets. The other party's flying altitude is too high, so high that there is no desire for the Japanese fleet to send a plane to arrange it in advance. Nakajima! Nakajima! If the enemy plane dives for a while, let the other planes get on first, and we will observe it before we attack! Having experienced the cruelty of the Pacific battlefield, Ozawa is more cautious and cunning. He knows that there are often some technological advances It can spawn all kinds of weird fighting methods, and it is extremely dangerous if you are not familiar with your enemies. Apparently his caution may have saved his and Nakajima's lives, because at the moment when those 4 weird planes began to dive and pointed their noses at the Japanese fleet, the pupils of Ozawa's planes couldn't help but Shrunk a bit because those planes were starting to dive so fast! How fast is it? As soon as Ozawa and Nakajima adjusted the plane to a suitable position, four fighter jets rushed into the fleet of Japanese planes like goshawks. Without the slightest hesitation, as if those sharp-toothed Japanese fighter jets were like sparrows,

There is no threat to them at all. A dive speed of at least 650 kilometers? What the hell is this? The opponent's speed was so fast that he didn't even have a complete picture of the opponent's plane, so he was shocked by the picture like a ray of light. Come on. Pilots have a very keen sense of speed. It only took Ozawa a moment to roughly judge the terrifying flying speed of these aircrafts that have never appeared before. The opponent's nose and the flames sprayed from the two wings directly shrouded the heads of the Japanese fleet, and then the Japanese fighter and bomber fleet experienced a storm-like baptism, and the dense and super penetrating shells easily tore apart The wings and cockpit of the Japanese plane were cracked, and the machines and people inside were smashed into a sieve. Even in the tragic Pacific battlefield, even in the face of those difficult U.S. Air Force pilots, Ozawa has never seen such a clean and devastating dive attack. When the Japanese pilots were still struggling with how to use dogfighting to deal with the American fighter force, there was another way to dominate the sky in this world. The path opened up with domineering to the extreme speed and powerful firepower, does not procrastinate and does not give the opponent any chance to counterattack, like a knight, escapes with one blow, and flees thousands of miles away. Ozawa, who was still lamenting his opponent in his mind, in his constricted pupils, the Japanese fleet had already been thrown into disarray by the sudden blow. Two huge swallowing dragon bombers fell with long smoke, and the other bomber was torn apart, as if hitting a wall, and turned into an explosion of fireworks. At the same time, two unlucky ki-43 fighter jets were shot down, and even the pilots were not able to jump out of their cockpits. Nakajima! Nakajima! I have no one to skydive! Baga! No one to skydive! While driving a fighter jet to avoid those companion planes that exploded and disintegrated in the air, Ozawa carefully searched for himself in the sky. He hoped very much In the distant sky, some friendly pilots who were able to be shot down opened their parachutes. Suddenly he remembered the same situation. He remembered those Chinese opponents who had large-caliber machine guns, and every time they hit the target, they would turn the opponent into a ball of flames. Dominance, like a dark cloud, shrouded Ozawa's heart. But these planes in front of them, these fighters with camouflage on the upper part and light blue on the belly, give Ozawa more oppressive force than the Chinese me-109c fighter. Just for a moment, Ozawa felt that hovering in front of him was a giant beast with blood-red eyes staring at him as its prey. They're climbing! Climbing! It's the first time I've ascended such a fast plane! These planes have the logo of the Luftwaffe on their wings! They are planes of the Luftwaffe! Nakajima drove his own plane, accompanied by Ozawa's The fighter jets tried to bite the tails of these suddenly appearing enemy planes, but soon they gave up this futile effort, because the speed of the opponent's climb was terrifying, which made them extremely desperate. The operation is cancelled! Let all the planes return immediately! Baga, how could the German Air Force appear on the battlefield in the Far East? Ozawa hurriedly drove his plane out of the friendly air formation, hoping to carefully observe these first moments from other angles. the foreseeable opponent. Those German planes have a pair of slender and graceful wings, like perfect works of art. The Japanese intelligence agency knows that the Germans have a perfect fighter called ta-152. The plane lacked understanding. Obviously, this meeting made them know a very terrible opponent. In the sky, when the German planes turned around and launched a second attack, the Japanese fighter force completely collapsed. Someone shouted the devil on the radio, and someone cried and prayed for His Majesty's blessing. Not all Japanese fighter pilots are experienced and A calm elite, on the contrary most people are rookies who have only flown a few times. If they knew that the most rookie pilot of the German Air Force Far East Volunteer Army who suddenly appeared in the Far East had flown 170 hours and shot down 13 planes, they would probably feel ashamed of their flying experience. This is not because Germany deliberately selected elite pilots to support the Far East, but Catherine found that he found a few front-line flying troops at random, and in the eyes of others, he was a pervertedly powerful air force ace. If it is said that the Chinese Air Force has adapted to the me-109c fighter jets with German origin, then the German pilots have already merged with the weapons in their hands. Defects. So when they observed the Japanese Air Force on the ground for two days, they went into battle on such a day. General Chuikov, do you still doubt our strength? A major general of the Luftwaffe stood in the bunker of the ground observation station with his hands behind his back, smiling and asked Chuikov, who was looking up at the scene of a German plane chasing and killing 60 Japanese planes. road. The tone of his question was full of pride and pride, because no matter who has such a powerful force behind him, he can be so proud and proud. ------------------Longling supplements today, if you have a monthly pass, please support it! Thank you, Long Ling! It is related to the ranking issue, please give the monthly pass in your hand to Long Ling! This book is from /book/html/20/20728/