Age of Conquest Reborn

Chapter 889: German Airspace

Over the Black Sea, more than a hundred fighter jets were entangled. Although there were only about thirty fighter jets with strange military emblems, in the first confrontation with more than eighty fighter jets, they did not lose at all and rolled up and down for a while.

, actually shot down four fighter jets without any markings on their appearance, and disrupted the opponent's formation. (Baidu search,)

Le Yiqin, who was directing the air battle, did not feel relaxed at all. On the contrary, the heaviness in his heart did not diminish at all. The first round was somewhat of a fluke. The opponent did not know his true identity, and he concentrated his troops to attack one point before he was able to defeat him.

Four victories.

However, Le Yiqin also saw that these Soviet fighter pilots were all good and experienced. If it were to fight the Japanese in air combat, and he led the elite pilots of the ** Air Force, he would be able to kill at least ten in one round.

Several, not just a small number like four.

In order to intercept the division commander's special plane, the Soviets used all their elites and would not stop until they achieved their goal. As for whether this was the only one, Le Yiqin was not sure, so his heart kept sinking.

The only wish is that the division commander can reach a safe distance before he can drag down these Soviet fighter jets and be shot down.

Colonel Basayev was furious. He even damaged four fighter jets by fighting against the few. This was a unique thing in the combat history of the Belarusian Military Region Air Force. These fighter jets painted with inexplicable markings had amazing air combat capabilities.

Their origins, but even if he wanted to, he still didn't know who these powerful fighter pilots were or what their origins were.

It’s no wonder that Colonel Basayev was ignorant. Several air battles that took place in the Outer Mongolia region of Asia were too far away from him. In addition, for the so-called face, the Soviet military deliberately concealed the truth of those air battles and blocked all information.

It is natural that Colonel Basayev, who is just a low-level commander, does not know the truth.

If he knew that this was the fighter group that defeated the Soviet Far East Military Region Air Force in Outer Mongolia, the fighter group of China's North China First Division Aviation should stop being contemptuous and take it seriously, right?

Colonel Basayev felt that his dignity had been challenged. In this area of ​​the Black Sea, aircraft of the Soviet Belarusian Military Region Air Force could come and go freely. The surrounding countries were very weak and did not even have many aircraft. They did not dare to provoke the great

Even when the Soviet Air Force crossed the border and conducted deep reconnaissance into the opponent's hinterland, it did not encounter any obstruction.

This also developed the arrogant character and demeanor of Soviet Air Force pilots, "Attention, all groups, concentrate superior forces, shoot down enemy planes as quickly as possible, and get one or two back for me. I want to see them."

Look at how sacred these bastards are. Old friends, it’s time for your second regiment to take action." After Colonel Basayev issued the order, he did not forget to greet Zyugashirov.

Colonel Basayev stared at a fighter jet at a glance. He instinctively felt that this fighter jet was the commander of this mysterious fleet. There were more than twenty small five-pointed stars spray-painted on the fuselage. He

My first reaction was, isn't it a trick? To scare people?

This represents the record of the owner of this fighter jet. More than twenty fighter jets have fallen into the hands of this guy. However, Basayev likes it very much. This is the real opponent. At this moment, Le Yiqin felt a sense of being

Feeling like a wolf was staring at me, I pushed the nose of the plane and a Soviet fighter jet passed by below.

Of course, Le Yiqin would not let go of such an opportunity. The sight instantly put the Soviet fighter into the aperture. As soon as his finger pressed the button, two tongues of flames spurted out from the nose of the aircraft. The unlucky Soviet fighter exploded with a burst of flames in the air.

A dazzling fire, scattered pieces of the plane, and thick smoke drifted down into the vast blue black sea.

Then, with a beautiful flip, he faced Colonel Basayev's aircraft. This should be a showdown between two strong men. The murderous intent of both sides reached its peak in an instant. Suddenly, the Soviet fighter jet on the opposite side rolled over and broke away.

Le Yiqin was so confused that he escaped from his attack range and fled before fighting. It wouldn't happen now, right?

Immediately, Le Yiqin's eyes twitched. This fighter jet, which made him feel very dangerous, was heading in the direction of the division commander's special plane. Le Yiqin instantly understood his intention, deflected the fuselage, and immediately chased after him. However,

When he leveled the fuselage, four Soviet fighter jets were already fiercely outflanking him. Le Yiqin had no choice but to suppress the anxiety in her heart and start fighting with these four Soviet fighter jets.

Colonel Basayev was even more angry. After a short confrontation with the fighter jet painted with more than twenty stars, he felt like he had met his opponent. This feeling made him very comfortable and inflamed.

He had soaring fighting spirit, but an order forced him to give up that desire to fight.

Turning around to attack a large aircraft that was unchallenging, in front of the fighter jets as powerful as an eagle, the large aircraft was almost like a big white goose with wings. But with such an order, Colonel Basayev could not go

The person who dared to disobey and issue orders was the same guy who had killed the previous division commander and climbed to this throne.

If he does not carry out his order, Basayev believes that as soon as he gets off the plane, what will be waiting for him will be the agents of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the terrifying arrest warrant. Although he has scolded this guy countless times in his heart, Basayev

Yev still carried out this strange order without hesitation.

Feeling angry, Basayev did not even summon other fighter jets. With only his wingman, Basayev rushed towards the large plane that was protected by more than a dozen fighter jets and fled desperately. The so-called "artist is bold",

Except for the fighter jet that alerted him just now, in Basayev's eyes, the other fighter jets in this mysterious fleet were no more than chickens that had just learned to fly.

Nearby, Colonel Basayev has caught up with the clumsy large aircraft. As long as he gets a little closer, the aircraft will turn into a burning fireball. Then, the bottom of the Black Sea will be his eternal grave. As for protecting this large aircraft.

In Basayev's eyes, the other fighters on the plane were just targets for cruelty and killing.

Danger, a kind of inner terror, suddenly struck Colonel Basayev's heart, almost out of instinct. When the colonel pressed the nose of the plane, the fighter jet screamed and rushed directly to the sea, and a black shadow passed over his fighter jet.

, like a ghost, when it was about to touch the sea level, Basayev wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, pushed the joystick suddenly, and the fighter suddenly turned over, raised its nose and rushed into the sky again.

A fighter jet, with a small five-pointed star painted on its fuselage, was charging toward him with eager eyes. Such tactics would not pose any threat to Basayev at all. He was very sure that he would

When crossing, bite the tail of this uncertain fighter jet and beat it into a blazing fireball.

However, Basayev had a very strange feeling in his heart. The terrifying feeling just now did not disappear at all, but it did not come from the desperate fighter jet in front of him, but from behind. He made a decisive choice and gave up.

With the intention of shooting down the fighter jet coming from the opposite side, he did not dare to stop and continued to climb higher.

Under his plane, two tongues of flames passed by. From the corner of his eye, he saw another fighter jet, like a ghostly shadow, chasing closely behind him. Beads of sweat fell from Basayev's forehead again. This was typical.

Using aerial assassination tactics, one fighter jet forced itself to change direction, while another fighter jet quietly followed, and then suddenly opened fire.

If he had to deal with the fighter jet that was charging straight at him, now he has become a burning fireball in the sky. Damn it. Where did such a group of air combat masters appear? They were just about to call their wingmen to cover themselves from being chased.

Dilemma, however, his wingman could no longer hear the call of the lead aircraft. Colonel Basayev saw with his own eyes that his wingman was hit by a mysterious fighter jet and exploded in the air.

Tang Yunfei gritted his teeth in annoyance. Just now, he and his wingman used aerial assassination tactics, and they were about to succeed. Who would have expected that the Soviet fighter pilot was very cunning and was not fooled. Judging from his flying movements,

Judging from the looks of it, he was obviously a veteran, and should be an officer at the commander level. Tang Yunfei couldn't let him go and pursued him straight away.

Basayev was so surprised that he almost shouted, master, he met not one but a group of fighter pilots at the master level of air combat. These tough guys came out of nowhere and put time in danger from the very beginning.

Not only was the mission of shooting down the large aircraft unable to be completed, the wingman was also shot down, and he himself was being chased.

Although Colonel Basayev was sure of escaping the fate of being pursued, the murderous intent of the pursuing fighter jet behind him made this veteran Soviet pilot who had been flying for more than ten years feel a cold breeze on his back.

This is a kind of desperate murderous intention to die together. If it were him, Colonel Basayev thought that he could not do it unless he did not take his life seriously.

"Order, all fighter jets have the sole mission of shooting down that large aircraft. After the mission is completed, they will return immediately." Basayev decisively issued a new order. This feeling of being stared at by the god of death made him give up being a lone man.

Heroic impulse.

All the Soviet fighter jets gave up on the opponent in front of them and surrounded Tang Qiuli's special plane like a swarm of swarms. Le Yiqin's heart was filled with despair. Even if he shot down a dozen more Soviet fighter jets, he could not save the division commander's special plane from being destroyed.

The fate of the siege and the enemy.

Everything seemed to be a foregone conclusion. Tang Qiuli's fate could not be changed. Suddenly, a large and dark aircraft group appeared on the horizon. There were probably more than 200 fighter jets. They arrived at the fierce air battle area in an instant. At the same time, Arrogance appeared on the communication channel.

Voice: We are the German Air Force. You have invaded the airspace of the German Empire. Identify yourself immediately, otherwise, you will be shot down immediately." Arrogant and confident, but there is no doubt that this is absolute strength.

(To be continued)