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The battle over Romania is still going on, and it is a bit like a group of people watching a person performing. The content of the show is really unprecedented. The black tulip fighter jets driven by Hartman play **** in the sky. The formation of American fighter jets is almost like a flirtation, which makes people feel desperate.

And when repeatedly biting the opponent's tail with exaggerated technical actions, he was not in a hurry to shoot, just biting the opponent and pulling into the distance. If his shooting angle was slightly bad, Hartman would not easily fire. He is just looking for a secure opportunity that can be hit with a blow.

Anyone who has hit a target knows that it is not an easy task to hit a target 100 meters away. So if you want to target the attack on an aircraft that is constantly slightly bumping due to airflow and engine vibration, it is even more difficult. Of course, one can imagine how difficult it is for Hartman to attempt to target an enemy plane that is constantly fleeing in the air.

Not to mention that he is still deliberately saving his shells and wants to shoot down more planes. This situation is even more difficult, at least there are not many opportunities to ensure that enemy planes are shot down. But Hartman is working hard to create this opportunity, and he has succeeded many times. After a few minutes of fighting, he had successfully shot down two American **** fighters, using only three 20-millimeter cannons at one time and two shots at the other.

The squadron leader in the wingman behind him was not so lucky, the other party obviously wanted to shoot down the troubled black tulip-painted German fighter, so many American planes opened fire from another angle, hoping to shoot it down Come, but at least four American planes were shot down by the squadron leader. He did not deliberately save ammunition, so he got more chances to fire.

So in just less than twenty minutes, these two planes became a nightmare for American pilots. Until many years after the end of World War II, there was still one such American pilot who had escaped this disaster. Legend has it that even if you are so confident in your operating technique, don't try to attack a German airplane painted with black tulip patterns, because that is self-defeating.

In such a one-sided battle, Hartman has shot down two huge b-17 bombers, and also shot down four American p-40 fighters, and he used only about a third of his own aircraft. Ammunition, since he shot down the second American b-17 bomber, his 30 mm caliber cannon has never been used.

At this time, both sides have crossed the beach and entered the Romanian airspace. They are very close to the edge of the oil field. In fact, the Romanian oil field is not just an oil field. It has become a huge after development and construction in Germany. In the petrochemical industry base, many chemical companies have set up their own factories here, and they can produce some chemical products with better transportation nearby.

When Hartman's record increased again, the American pilot finally knew the opponent's plan, because he had used the method of attacking the opponent's cockpit to shoot down two American aircraft in succession, although it seems that the number is not much, but in Attacking the cockpit in air combat is a very savage performance, after all, this style of play does not leave the opponent with a chance to escape by parachuting.

It is a pity that there is no legal requirement in reality that an air cockpit cannot be attacked in the cockpit of the other party, so Hartman continues to launch his own attacks with impunity. He shot down and entangled his American fighters one after another, and used them to save ammunition.

"I think! You need help!" Another sound came from the headset. This sound is not unfamiliar. It is another ace pilot of Hartman's squadron. The long jet pilot, his voice suddenly appeared, made Hartman stunned for a moment, and then he laughed. Because he finally waited for the comrades who should have appeared long ago, in fact, according to the timetable, it should be inferred that they should have joined the battle ten minutes ago.

"If you still want to drink champagne when you go back, shut up! Hartman and I are exhausted!" The squadron leader's voice also sounded, and there was no longer any restlessness in the tone, instead Full of ridicule and relaxation: "Since it's here, let them see the power of our Eastern Air Force!"

Hartman pushed the joystick to change the flight status of his own aircraft, then began to search for his teammates when he lifted the aircraft, but when he found out how much German aircraft was coming, he was also scared by the scene in front of him. A jump. At a height of 11,000 meters in the sky, the emergence of German fw-190d combat secrets, and with Hartman's eyes, he was suddenly unable to see how many planes there were.

"I heard you need help. I'm the front line leader of the 7th Fighter Squadron, Buckhorn! Nice to meet you, Captain Hartman!" A strange voice was introducing himself in the headset, his voice just fell, and the other A voice rang out: "13th Flying Wing 1st Squadron! Captain Otto Kettle, who shot down 71 aircraft, salutes you! Captain Hartman!"

So it was like a meeting in the headset. I started to introduce myself. The fighters stationed in the surrounding German airports may have rushed over. Almost 400 fighters were stopped between the American bomber and the Romanian oil field. It is the most powerful ace pilot in each flying squadron. These pilots all asked themselves to come to this battle.

They are absolute powerhouses in their airspace. They drove down one enemy fighter after another in a plane. From Poland to France, from Britain to the Soviet Union, it can be said that each of their records represents a wonderful period. Stories, so how many of these stories are there now? There are about 17,520, almost three times the sum of all German fighters.

These ace pilots were n’t used for such neatness, but when they heard that Hartman had already begun to attack the US bomber formation, when they heard that Hartman challenged 200 American aircraft with two planes, they sat back. Into his own plane,

Maybe these pilots will never have such a grand gathering in this life. Some of them have shot down a full 90 planes, some have shot down 80, more people shot down 30, 20, but they There is a wish, that is, to surpass the man named Hartman and become the most powerful ace pilot in human history.

If you don't come at this time, wouldn't you admit that you lost to the one called Hartman in boldness? Doesn't it mean that you dare not fly with a real strong man under a sky? Is this a joke? Because for the German pilot, although the sky is huge, unfortunately there is only one!

So they came and came back, only to pay tribute to Hartmann, who was still climbing, and only to let the enemy know that the proud air force of the Luftwaffe was not supported only by one or two ace pilots, because this unit, The pride of this air force was cast by thousands of ace pilots.

"Okay! Gentlemen! Let's put it first! Let's fight!" Inside the headset, the voice of Garland, the commander of the German Air Force stationed near Romania, came out: "Don't let one go!"

"Dive attack! Start!" With an order, the engine roar of more than 300 German fighters was melodious, they began to descend rapidly, and then pointed their noses at the American bomber fleet, the time was like the top of Mount Tai. An impetuous demeanor loomed over the tops of American bombers.

"I ... **** ... he ... mom!" An American shooter on the turret pointed at his dense German fighter, and subconsciously burst out his swearing. Are the two German aircraft hard to get entangled? Now there are suddenly so many planes. What the **** is going on?

"Fighting! It's not just German pilots who have the courage to fight less! We also have pilots from the United States of America!" The commander driving the p-40 fighter was pale, but said very firmly: "Gentlemen! Our goal It ’s an oil field in Romania! Even if there is only one plane left, we have to fly there! "

"Yes! Let these Germans get to know! We are actually not annoying!" An American pilot gritted his teeth. "Even if I can't go back, I have to pull a few backs! I don't believe it , Are so many German planes all ace pilots? "

As the Americans gritted their teeth and prepared for a final battle, there was already a voice of attack orders on the German radio, so these fighters that had enough time to mount rockets were throwing their killers at almost the same time. Come.

"Rocket! Launch!" "Rocket, salvo!" With a command, the rocket hung under the wing of the German aircraft blasted white smoke toward the US bomber formation, and 1800 rockets flew towards In addition to their targets, counting the white smoke from the tail, a cloud-like scene in front of the German fighter. And at the instant of contact between the two sides, the United States bombers exploded into a huge explosion.

"Continue to accelerate the dive! The opponent's formation has been disrupted! Take each member as the basic combat unit, don't be confused! Strangle separately!" With the chaos of the US aircraft formation, the German fighters cut into the battlefield, and the tracers were covered. The whole sky, a dogfight opened a tragic prologue.

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