Chapter 1521 Certification from the Enemy (First update, please subscribe)
War is the best classroom, not only in industry but also in military.
In 1995, few countries in the world had heard of airplanes, but by 1996, almost all the powerful countries in the world were equipped with airplanes in large numbers.
Almost all of the aircraft were based on the Ming Empire's "Sea Holly" aircraft, with only slight differences at best.
The United States is the first country, besides the Ming Dynasty, to successfully imitate airplanes and equip them in large quantities. Anyone who is beaten will take the initiative to learn, well, except us Tartars.
By April 1996, seven factories in the United States had produced thousands of aircraft. Excluding the hundreds of planes that crashed during training, almost one-third of the aircraft were deployed in the west. The airport where these small planes weighing only four or five hundred kilograms take off and land is actually a piece of lawn. As long as there is a piece of lawn, they can take off.
After the outbreak of the war, many rural farms in California were requisitioned as airports. Pilots lived in the farmers' houses, ground crew lived in tents, and the airport was a flat open space on the farm.
As the sky was just getting light, a 2.5-ton truck carrying the pilots headed straight to the airport.
The pilots were still sleepy and groggy, perhaps because they drank too much in the bar in the town last night and played too wildly with the girls, so now everyone closed their eyes and rested, and no one wanted to say a word.
Another day of combat, another...Yesterday, three of their planes were shot down in air combat, two people were killed, and four people successfully parachuted.
How will the battle go today?
The trucks took the pilots to their respective planes. Richard jumped out of the car and saw the mechanic Wabund busy in the cockpit of his plane. The roar of the engine tore through the air. Harry, the machine gunner who arrived early, sat in the back seat and fired more than a dozen bullets at the sky. The tracer bullets streaked through the sky that had just awakened.
The mechanic jumped out of the cockpit and reported.
"Sir, the plane is ready."
Yesterday, after everyone went back to rest, the mechanics were still busy at the airport, repairing their planes.
"Thank you, Bond."
"You're welcome, sir. If you want to thank me, just buy me a beer when you get back."
Bond said with a smile.
This is more of a blessing than a request for wine. After all, only if you come back alive can you invite him to drink.
“Okay, no problem!”
It was still dark, and the airfield was filled with the roar of engines mixed with short bursts of machine gun fire.
Richard looked toward the control tower to see if the captain's car had arrived.
Soon, the captain's car arrived and he called them over. Then he assigned them their tasks.
"Today, our brigade's mission is the same as yesterday, which is to patrol the airspace near Fort Grant and investigate the enemy situation behind the Ming army..."
After carefully introducing the mission, John said to Richard and others:
"This mission is the same as usual, which is to stop the Ming devils from throwing the "Scepter of God" onto the fortress. Richard, you are the most experienced pilot in the team. You have fought several battles with the Ming devils. Now, one-third of the pilots in our squadron have certificates issued by the Ming devils."
The so-called "certificate of qualification issued by the Ming devils" actually means that they had encountered and fought with Ming aircraft.
"If I can shoot down two Ming Dynasty devils' planes, and add a few more Suzaku on the fuselage, say five... yes, that's called an ace pilot. The Ming Dynasty devils call pilots who shoot down five planes "ace pilots." God bless, that's what I hope for."
Richard said.
"Haha, maybe you'll have a chance this time, as long as Harry can shoot more accurately."
Ten minutes later, after a simple breakfast, more than 30 planes took off in the morning light, flying over the valley covered by the morning light. When the planes climbed to an altitude of 1,500 meters, they switched to level flight. This was Richard's 36th mission. Only now did he realize that this flight altitude was the most advantageous - it was convenient for observation, air combat, and avoiding enemy anti-aircraft fire.
As they flew over the Great Valley and passed the intersection of the Coast Mountains and the Sierra Nevada Mountains, the enemy's anti-aircraft machine guns opened fire on them, and the bullets dragged red trails straight towards them. While dodging the machine gun fire, they could see a huge artillery group on the ground. It was the Empire's artillery group.
However, they did not risk bombing the Imperial artillery positions. In fact, they had tried this before, but encountered intensive anti-aircraft fire. After losing half of their aircraft, they only destroyed a few artillery pieces, which was a waste of time.
There were a few clouds floating in the sky. Although the land was covered with forests, it was still possible to see the ground clearly while flying.
"Keep your eyes on the sky."
While flying due north, the machine gunner in the back seat kept turning his head back and forth, fearing that he would miss the target he should find.
"Target found on the left..."
Suddenly, Harry shouted, and the enemy appeared in front of us on the left side - they were Falcon aircraft, six of them were flying at the same altitude as us, and six more were slightly higher. A total of 12!
"There must be airships in the sky."
Richard quickly swung his wings and turned the nose of the plane towards the enemy plane, indicating the location of the enemy plane to the team members. The team members said "I see it" one after another.
Richard gestured to the third squadron to take off and search for the destroyer airship, and then Richard led twenty-four planes to directly fight against the Ming devils.
"Pay attention to the aiming point and shoot..."
Richard shouted, pushed the throttle lever to the maximum throttle position, and rushed towards the enemy plane. When he and his comrades accelerated, the enemy also accelerated.
As both planes were rushing head-on at top speed, the Falcon suddenly swelled in front of Richard's eyes.
In order to avoid the propeller, the rear machine gun seat was higher than the fuselage like a barrel. When the plane in the air was "colliding" back and forth like ancient heavy cavalry with spears, Harry, who was standing on the seat, pressed the firing button.
The planes of both sides opened fire almost simultaneously. The bullet trails of the machine guns were clear and bright, with red tracers dragging red bullet trails in the air. Strings of bullets whizzed past the heads of both sides almost simultaneously, and then disappeared without a trace.
At the moment of impact, Richard began to turn, while Harry rotated the machine gun tightly and pointed it at the enemy plane. As the plane maneuvered, the red tracer dragged a fan-shaped interface in the air.
A head-on attack is just the beginning of a stalemate. At this moment, both sides are trying to seize a favorable position - the bottom. This is easy to understand. After all, the machine gunner can shoot 360 degrees without blind spots at the bottom.
At the end of the head-on attack, Richard used his favorite maneuver - after the head-on attack, his plane rushed almost vertically towards the ground.
Need to lower the altitude!
Only one thought was swirling in Richard's mind:
"Lower your altitude and attack the belly of the Ming devils..."
Just as Richard was lowering the altitude by turning, and when Harry saw the belly of the enemy plane and was aiming to fire at it, Richard saw the two "Falcon" planes suddenly did a beautiful "harrier flip" and went into inverted flight, hanging upside down. Although the field of vision was limited, the "Falcon" machine gunners directly fired at the enemy.
Although the speed of the Falcon was slowing down, it was out of danger. At the moment of escaping danger, Richard watched with admiration as the Ming devils showed off their flying skills in the air - rolling the plane to the right around the longitudinal axis, and then making a dive turn to the right. They once again seized a favorable position below. At the moment of seizing the position, the machine gunner fired again, accompanied by a fan-shaped red light passing by an aircraft, and a JN1 emitted black smoke.
"Damn Ming devils..."
Cursing the Ming devils, Richard also did a "kite flip", flew inverted, rolled sideways, and made a sharp dive to the left.
Air combat has always been the best classroom. Richard is undoubtedly a good student. He imitates like a monkey in the air and learns the skills of air combat. The sky is his classroom, but this classroom is extremely cruel - once shot down, it means death!
In the following time, planes fell to the ground one after another, leaving long trails of smoke...
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
