Age of Conquest Reborn

Many pilots from the Northern Flying Group who participated in the attack on the Soviet bombers witnessed Meng Qingpeng's almost acrobatic movements. A fighter jet, like a shell being discharged, made a beautiful flip from the blue sky.

He shot straight towards a huge Soviet bomber. The distance between the two sides was rapidly closing, and the weight and thrust pressed him firmly against the seat.

Meng Qingpeng's eyes narrowed. When he was still a few hundred meters away from the Soviet bomber, the fuselage was slightly flattened, and he pressed the firing button with his finger. The three machine guns in front of the nose spurted out three blazing tongues of fire.

, from the tail to the nose of the plane, the impact points were evenly distributed throughout the fuselage. Then, when the nose of the plane was pulled, the fighter plane jumped neatly, drew a beautiful curve, and jumped into the sky again.

Colonel Tolbukhin, who was sitting in the command position, felt a sharp pain in his chest. Three large-caliber machine gun bullets hit his chest and almost broke him. His last thought remained in his memory.

, "I can never go back to the Don River prairie again!" Immediately, his body tilted, and blood flowed out, and his bomber seemed to be split in half by a long knife.

Son.

With a loud "boom", Colonel Tolbukhin's bomber exploded into a ball of fire and scattered into pieces of scorching debris in the sky of Outer Mongolia. "Commander Meng! You are so beautiful!" Meng Qingpeng

A burst of cheers came from the headphones.

Meng Qingpeng leveled the plane and looked around the battlefield. In just ten minutes, more than 150 Soviet bombers were attacked by more than 240 fighter jets under his command, and less than 50 remained. Moreover,

The airspace where the Soviet bomber was shot down happened to be on the north bank of the Selange River. "The Soviet bomb fell on the heads of our own troops. I wonder what the killing effect will be?" he thought with some evil thoughts.

"The fifth regiment, continue to attack the remaining Soviet bombers. Don't let any of them fly away. The other regiments, follow me and support the commander's formation!" Meng Qingpeng issued the order. He commanded the fighter group, and you can join in with confidence.

There is another battlefield. There is the battlefield that fighter pilots desire most. There are more than a hundred Soviet fighter jets.

Colonel Zyuganovsky's contact with Colonel Tolbukhin was suddenly interrupted. An ominous premonition arose in his heart. He was still late. The bomber formation was attacked by Duli Division fighters.

I am afraid that the colleague of the Don River Military Region Air Force is more dangerous than ancient times. Otherwise, at the critical moment when support is most needed, he will not break contact with himself. It can only mean that his bomber was shot down!

Before Colonel Zyuganovsky could recover from his extreme shock, Liu Cuigang commanded four fighter regiments and more than 240 fighter jets, which were already approaching him. Liu Cuigang's tactics were very simple and direct, but

It was also very effective. Taking advantage of the height advantage they occupied and the number of fighter jets, the four regiments advanced together, like four long knives, slashing through and disrupting the formation of the Soviet fighter jets.

Then, two-plane or even four-plane cooperation began, and coordinated operations formed a local strength advantage in every air combat battlefield. In the blue sky of Outer Mongolia, more than 400 fighter jets from both sides flew up and down, and began to fight against each other.

, the sky is filled with ballistics.

The troops were at a disadvantage and their height advantage was lost. In addition, Liu Cuigang's fleet was so violently charged. As soon as the battle began, the 1st Fighter Division of the Air Force of the Soviet Transcaucasus Military Region fell into a passive position. In the current situation, let alone rescue.

Colonel Tolbukhin's bomber formation, even his own fleet, might not be able to escape if it wants to. The pilots of the Du Li Division are clenching tightly and fighting extremely fiercely!

Colonel Zyuganovsky rolled over to avoid the hail of bullets fired by a Duli Division fighter. On the left wing, "Puff! Puff!" There was a soft sound, and the plane shook. He knew that he

The plane was hit by a bullet. Fortunately, there was no impact.

The performance of the aircraft is greatly affected by the Soviet-style "Ilyushin" fighter. It is rough and thick-skinned, so it is relatively forbidden to fight. If it is replaced by a Japanese "Zero" fighter, it only takes a dozen rounds of machine gun bullets, although it can't kill itself.

His life will also be withdrawn from the battlefield due to injuries.

Colonel Zyuganovsky tried his best to get rid of the pursuit of the Du Li division pilots and led his wingmen out of the battle circle. He was not a fighter pilot fighting against the Du Li division pilots, but a division commander commanding a division. This kind of display of personal bravery

This behavior means nothing to me. What I need most is to grasp the overall situation and strive to reduce losses and bring back as many fighters as possible when the fleet is at a numerical disadvantage.

After climbing to a certain height, Colonel Zyuganovsky looked around the entire battlefield. His scalp was numb and passive. These two words could explain the current situation of his fleet. He found that the Du Li division he had summarized before

There is a big gap in the combat effectiveness of the Northern Flying Group. Not only do these Chinese pilots have a brave fighting style, they all look like desperadoes. Moreover, their tactical application and tactical coordination have obviously reached a level of proficiency.

In the sky, most of the things that kept whining and falling to the ground, or exploded into a ball of fire, were our own fighter jets. From the earphones, the panicked shouts of pilots kept coming, "Ivanov, hurry up."

Come and support me. I am being stared at by Chinese fighter jets and I can’t get away!” “Third Battalion, move closer to me. Damn it, why are there so many Du Li Division fighter jets around me!”

Colonel Zyuganovsky saw sadly that this sudden air battle was rapidly devouring the lives of his own fighters and pilots. Also, the Du Li division fighter group that attacked the Tolbukhin bomber group was still killing Tolbukhin.

After Erbukhin, he will join this battlefield immediately. Then, it will be a disaster for his own fleet. I am afraid that in the end, I, the division commander, will also become the prey of the Du Li division fighter pilots.

"Chita Aerial Command, I am Colonel Longganovsky of the 1st Fighter Division. I am making an emergency call to request reinforcements. Our fleet is facing attacks from fighters from the Duli Division several times as many as mine. There are more than 300 enemy planes.

Now, our unit is in the midst of a bitter battle and cannot escape from the battlefield. The First Division has lost more than one-third of its combat effectiveness. We are requesting reinforcements!"

Colonel Zyuganovsky shouted loudly that in this battlefield situation, it was not the time to show off. Without rescue, not a single fighter jet of the First Division, including himself, could escape.

At this time, there was chaos in the Chita ground air command of the Soviet Transcaucasus Military Region Air Force. The 3rd bomber division of the Don River Military Region Air Force was attacked by Duli Division fighter jets. The division commander, Colonel Tolbukhin, was destroyed.

The tragic news of the glorious sacrifice and the imminent annihilation of the entire division reached Kongzhi, and everyone was stunned.

Major General Sashkov, the chief of staff of the military region's air force who directed the air battle, almost fainted on the spot. A whole division of more than 150 bombers, not even a single bomb, was invaded by China before they could even drop a single bomb on the positions of the Du Li division.

I made dumplings, why is this happening?

The first reason that Major General Sashkov thought of was that Colonel Zyuganovsky must be this guy who is usually arrogant and thinks he is very clever. He delayed the escort time, which led to such disastrous consequences.

Comrade Chief of Staff immediately thought that now is not the time to investigate the responsibility. The most important thing to do is to rescue the bomber formation. It is better to rescue as many bombers as possible than to wipe out the entire army and not even a single one is left!

Just when he was about to order Colonel Zyuganovsky to rescue him at any cost, news came that Colonel Zyuganovsky was asking for help. According to this guy, let alone rescue him, it was him.

He couldn't protect himself either. Oh my god, how many fighter jets did Tang Qiuli dispatch?

It was impossible to defeat a bomber division and soon annihilate the whole army. It also surrounded a fighter division with more than 300 fighter planes. There were so many. Tang Qiuli must have dispatched a lot of fighter planes. Could it be that two pilot divisions were just like that?

Is this reimbursement?

Just when Major General Sashkov was panicking and had yet to recover from the heavy blow, General Konev, commander of the military region's air force, rushed to the air command after hearing the news and saw his chief of staff.

Like a pustule, he was ruthlessly deprived of his command authority.

Immediately, General Konev issued an order: "I order the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th Fighter Divisions of the Military Region Air Force to take off immediately and rush to the Selenge River airspace battlefield. Commanders at all levels will tell the pilot comrades for me,

This is a decisive battle that affects the life and death of our Air Force. Comrades, we must show a hundredfold courage to eliminate all enemy intruders. Our great motherland is waiting for news of your victory!"

General Konev risked his life and used all the resources of the Transcaucasus Military District Air Force to fight an unplanned aerial decisive battle with the aviation force of the Duli Division. He knew in his heart that really, a bomber division and a

fighter division, buried

Buried in the airspace of the Selenge River, his role as commander has come to an end. I am afraid that if he has to spend the rest of his life in a concentration camp, first of all, the grumpy military commander General Kulykin will not be able to spare him, especially when it comes to matters involving

To the Air Force of the Don Military District.

Putting down the phone, General Konev sat tiredly in his chair. The current situation of the air battle on the front line of the Selenge River exceeded his expectations. It was a huge blow to him. Even the military air force was mobilized to repel the Duli Division aviation force.

The Northern Flying Group's fighter group shot down dozens or even hundreds of Tang Qiuli's fighter planes. The result of the air battle ended with their own victory, and the early losses were irreparable.

Suddenly, "ding ding ding!" a red phone on the table rang rapidly. A major staff officer hurriedly answered the phone. Before he could ask who the god was from, a thunderous sound came from the phone receiver.

roared: "Are you a bastard from the Air Force? Get Konev on the phone right away!"