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    Over the Thames River in the Strait of Dover, twelve Thunder fighter jets with dragon heads painted on their noses were flying rapidly through the white clouds with auxiliary fuel tanks attached.  [Supreme Supernatural Power] In the captain's plane, Liu Cuigang opened the cockpit a thin crack and enjoyed the howling sea breeze.  Starting from July 15th, the Luftwaffe launched a raid on the Strait of Dover in an attempt to eliminate the British fleet passing through the strait.  Because the Strait of Dover is the narrowest sea area in the English Channel and is also the bottleneck of the English Channel, fleets from the Atlantic must also pass through here before they can sail into the Port of London.  So blocking this place is equivalent to blocking the access to the North Sea.  In fact, Goering had another plan, which was to completely eliminate the British Air Force by attacking British merchant ships and luring British fighter planes out.

    The British were not fooled at first. Although German planes buzzed around the Dover Strait like flies every day, the British Air Force simply ignored them.  It was not until the German Air Force arrogantly penetrated into the Thames River to attack the fleet that it began to actively respond to the battle.  As more and more fighter planes were deployed, the fierce battle over the Strait of Dover became increasingly fierce.  In these air battles, Britain did not have the upper hand.  Because many German pilots have fought from the Spanish Civil War to the present, and have been tempered by many wars.  Most of the pilots of the British Air Force go to the battlefield just after finishing training.  In the face of increasingly serious losses, the Chinese Air Service Regiment to the British Aid Group had to end its adaptation training early and came from Liverpool to participate in the Strait Defense Battle.

    But Liu Cuigang didn¡¯t know that just yesterday, Goering had promised to wipe out the British Air Force within a week after opening the landing channel. He was actually panicking, so he issued a special order this morning, requiring that the parachutes must be strafed after shooting down an enemy plane!  Kill the pilot!  Because he believed that Britain lacked enough pilots, so as long as those pilots who parachuted were killed, even if Britain could build airplanes, there would be no one to fly them.

    "Captain, do you think we will encounter the German Air Force today?" In the No. 11 plane, Li Zhen, who had three shooting down experience, was very excited.  As a young man only twenty-five years old.  But he is an excellent pilot with 600 hours of flying experience. Like most young people in the Air Force, he is eager to fight the German Air Force.  Sitting in the cabin at this moment, I couldn't help but look around for the target.

    "Who knows, it's been flying for so long." The pilot of the No. 7 aircraft looked at the fuel gauge: "Captain, the auxiliary fuel tank is almost empty."

    "Got it, continue eastward." Liu Cuigang glanced at the fuel gauge and gently moved the operating lever.  The Thunderbolt is a very maneuverable machine.  A very fast-reacting fighter jet, it requires great skill to fly it well.  But it wasn't difficult for him, so the fighter quickly turned over and headed west.

    "Eight o'clock, look!"

    As soon as the formation emerged from the clouds, the scene excited Li Zhen and his comrades.  Only the eight o'clock direction was visible.  More than a dozen jets were surrounding a small fleet of boats preparing to enter the river and bombarding them indiscriminately.  "Dongfang No. 1, this is Dongfang No. 1. 120 kilometers east of the Thames River, there are 12 enemy aircraft, JU88, with a speed of 300 miles, an altitude of 2,500 meters, and a distance of 45 kilometers." Liu Cuigang quickly pressed the throat intercom and headed towards the British Channel.  After the air defense tower reports the target.  Open the internal channel: "Form up in twos and discard the auxiliary fuel tanks. Teams 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5 attack. Team 6 pay attention and be careful. 109."

    Liu Cuigang reacted quickly. After giving the order, he threw away the auxiliary fuel tank, pushed the oil rod to the bottom, and rushed towards the ju88 with a roar.

    The German pilots who were bombing the fleet also discovered uninvited guests, but it was obvious that the German pilots saw thunder and lightning for the first time.  So I didn't react immediately.  It wasn't until the thunder and lightning started to swoop that I realized that this might be a new British aircraft, and immediately fled towards Calais.  "Want to run?!" Liu Cuigang saw that ju88 wanted to run, and immediately asked everyone to follow him.  But just as he accelerated towards the J88 fleet, the bombers suddenly dispersed left and right. At the moment the fleet dispersed, more than a dozen BF109s formed a three-dimensional square array.  Emerging suddenly from the sun.

    ¡°109!¡± Li Zhen in the high-altitude clouds was the first to spot the target.

    "Damn it! It's a trap, be careful and rush over!" As soon as he saw the backlit BF109, Liu Cuigang immediately realized that he had fallen into a trap.  The ju88 fleet is basically covering up the bf109, using the glare of the sun to allow the fighter jets to launch surprise attacks.  You can't hide at this time.  If he dodged, the tail of the plane would be exposed, so he gritted his teeth and led everyone to accelerate forward.

    The two formations did not give way. They rushed straight towards each other like arrows. After entering the range of the machine guns, they each fired and then rolled to evade at the same time.  In the flash of lightning, more than thirty fighter planes all passed by while grazing each other's bullets.  "If you want to hit me, there is no way!" After Liu Cuigang broke through the phalanx of German aircraft, he immediately stepped on the rudder and turned quickly, and called his comrades to ask if anyone had been shot down.

    "No, it didn't hit."

    "They are so fast!"

    "Look, Li Zhen is up."

    When the pilots reported that they were not injured, the bf109 fleet alsoStarted to turn around quickly.  But the German pilot did not expect that Liu Cuigang had left two Thunderbolts hiding in the clouds early, so when they turned, Li Zhen had already led his wingmen to dive down at a speed of 700 kilometers per hour.  Although the two Thunderbolts are not many, the Thunderbolts coming to the UK this time are equipped with six machine guns, so their firepower is extremely powerful.  With a single sweep of the nose, a bf109 that failed to recover from the turn was shot down.

    Such rapid losses made the German pilots immediately realize that these opponent's aircraft were very unusual, not even inferior to the latest British Spitfires, so they quickly dispersed.  Li Zhen hit the target with one blow, and he was so excited that he forgot that there were more than a dozen enemy planes around him. He moved the operating stick and rushed towards a BF109.

    "Li Zhen, be careful behind you!" Liu Cuigang, who had already turned the corner, immediately yelled when he saw this, because from his point of view, the two BF109s on the left had already rolled rapidly towards the tail of Li Zhen, who was bent on making meritorious deeds.  "Let him go, spray water to speed up the escape! No. 2, follow me." Liu Cuigang shouted to Li Zhen to give up the pursuit, and sprayed methane into the tank to speed up and avoid it first.  But it was too late at this moment. The bf109 being chased by Li Zhen was obviously a veteran. He knew that his comrades must be behind, so he was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he kept swinging to avoid bullets, forcing the pursuing Li Zhen to keep slowing down.

    After several consecutive misses, Li Zhen realized that his speed was too low. He was just about to give up and look for opportunities again, but the two BF109s chasing him had already caught up from behind.  The two BF109s were like two short blades, forming an angle between left and right and quickly passed over his head.  After a round of firing, sparks flickered on the wings of Li Zhen's lightning machine.  Although he started putting out the fire in time.  But after the bullet tore through the aluminum skin, the fighter plane suddenly lost control.

    "Damn!" Li Zhen cursed, secretly blaming himself for being too impulsive.  After all, the German Air Force is not the Soviet Union, and the bf109 is not the wooden frame of the Soviet Union. Not only is it superior in rolling and climbing, but it also cooperates with each other very well.  "Brothers, I'm leaving first. I'll wait for you to have lunch." After trying hard, he found that the fighter plane still didn't respond.  Li Zhen had to abandon the plane in frustration.

    Seeing Li Zhen open the parachute, Liu Cuigang breathed a sigh of relief.  Because there are a large number of British fishing boats in the Thames Estuary that are dedicated to rescuing pilots, most pilots can be rescued in time.  But what he and all the Thunder pilots did not expect was that when they continued to chase the target, a BF109 suddenly flew towards Li Zhen's parachute.  "No!" Liu Cuigang shouted with tears in his eyes.  The clicking sound of strafing has been emitted from the bf109.  Two long tongues of fire quickly hit Li Zhen, who was still annoyed, and blood immediately poured out from the inside of the flight suit!

    "You bastard, I'll fuck your grandma!" This scene angered all the thunder and lightning!  Because in previous battles, no matter how fierce the fighting was, the parachuting pilots would not be strafed.  But now Germany has broken this "tacit understanding"!  This is not a warrior's honor.  It was a planned massacre!

    "Go up! Avenge Li Zhen! Kill all these Nazis!"

    Li Zhen¡¯s death completely angered the pilots.  Regardless of engine losses, they injected methane into the cylinder.  In an instant, the remaining eleven Thunderbolts increased their speed to nearly 730 kilometers, and rushed towards BF109 like a herd of manic bison.  The sudden acceleration of the Thunder fighter scared the German pilots, but they did not panic. Instead, they used their excellent rolling performance to try to shoot down their opponents again.

    Liu Cuigang bit his lip, ignoring the two enemy planes passing by.  He rushed towards the bf109 who killed Li Zhen.  The pilot of this BF109 was obviously a veteran. When he saw Liu Cuigang's charging speed, he knew that he was not as good as the opponent, so he immediately came up with tactics to deal with the Spitfire and dived rapidly downwards.  This is the experience that German pilots summed up after many battles with Spitfires, because early Spitfires often experienced engine shuddering and stalling when they quickly transitioned from level flight to high-speed dive.  But thunder and lightning are not fire-breathing, although the Republic of China still has a gap in engine material technology.  But the spark plug and carburetor problems had long since been corrected.  "You can't run away!" So Liu Cuigang didn't hesitate, put his finger on the trigger with a sneer, and swooped down with the lever.

    In the blue sea and sky, two war eagles chased each other and dived towards the sea.  The bf109 in front obviously didn't expect that Raiden's dive speed was faster than his own.  He had to change his tactics again, changing from diving to climbing, trying to get rid of Liu Cuigang using the vertical climbing maneuver that the bf109 is best at.

    "Compared with me in climbing? Then let's see who is faster!" Liu Cuigang sneered even louder and gently pulled the operating lever with his wrist.  You may not be able to tell the difference between the two fighters when diving, but when climbing, the Thunderbolt has a huge advantage!  The lightning climb rate using a four-bladed large-proportion propeller exceeds 1,400 meters per minute, which is beyond the reach of even the first-generation jet aircraft and is simply not comparable to the BF109.  So he quickly caught up with bf109, holding on to the trigger with his finger, and didn't stop until the opponent was turned into a ball of fire.  "Captain, be careful behind you!" Just after getting away from the fireball, the wingman reminded again that two BF109s were coming up with bites on their butts.  Liu Cuigang saw the other party in the reflector.Keep getting closer, not only does it not speed up, but it slows down little by little.

    "Captain, captain! Speed ??up, speed up!" When the wingman saw Liu Cuigang slowing down, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.  But just as the pilots of the two BF109s pressed the triggers, Liu Cuigang's Thunderbolt suddenly opened its flaps wide and then quickly pulled them up.

    The wide flaps caused the thunder and lightning to slow down suddenly. The two pursuing bf109s had no time to react and rushed straight under the thunder and lightning.  "God, how did he do it?" The German pilot in the wingman was stunned. From his point of view, the thunder and lightning looked like a dragon that suddenly raised its head. The engine spit out billowing black smoke, and then hovered in a near-stall motion.  They completed a very small radius turn on their heads.  The two BF109s immediately realized that they had encountered an opponent and immediately accelerated to prepare to escape. However, the lightning, which was extremely maneuverable, had quickly completed the maneuver. Liu Cuigang, who had the advantage in speed, accelerated again and bit the wingman's tail in less than thirty seconds.  A dense barrage of bullets was fired.

    The second aircraft was shot down in less than five minutes, making Liu Cuigang the star of this air battle.  But when he was about to continue chasing the lead aircraft, the bf109 fleet had already begun to retreat.  There is no way, the BF109's range is too short. If it continues to be entangled with thunder and lightning, it may not even have enough fuel to fly back.

    With the loss of one aircraft and the record of shooting down four aircraft, Liu Cuigang did not order to continue the pursuit.  Instead, they lowered their altitude with the fleet and circled three times in the sea area where Li Zhen disappeared before flying towards the base.  When he landed, the British officers and pilots in the base who learned the news came up to hug him. However, when everyone took out champagne to celebrate, he held him down.

    "It's not over yet. If you kill my people, don't even think about running away!" Liu Cuigang stood upright, with a dense crowd of Chinese pilots behind him

    (To be continued.)
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