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Chapter 3264 Super Time Battle Red Sea Eagle

Battle of Time and Space Chapter 5: Red Sea Eagle

On the Black Sea blown by the sea breeze, a large-scale aircraft carrier formation passed through the halo, and the world after the light came to the present world.

At the core of the fleet, which is protected by three layers of inner and three outer layers of various types of escort ships.

A behemoth 100,000-ton steam-launched nuclear-powered aircraft carrier is sailing against the wind. The wide and straight-through aircraft carrier deck is densely packed with various carrier-based aircraft in full-deck attack postures.

The pilots climbed into the cabin in an orderly manner holding on to the boarding ladder. They were wearing oxygen masks, fastening their helmet buckles, closing the cockpit cover, and were preparing to take off amidst the roar of the twin engines that had been warmed up.

"Red Sword 2-1, the route has been cleared, the catapult is ready, permission to take off."

"Red Sword 2-1 is received. 2-2 and 2-3 are following closely. Let's set off!"

"For Motherland! Ula!"

The engine power was pushed to the maximum, and the Su-33S heavy-duty carrier-based fighter jet with the afterburner turned on fiercely sprayed orange-red tail flames. Under the action of the steam catapult that had been accumulated and ready for launch, it was violently pushed out of the deck, carrying " The air combat mount "four in four close" shot straight into the sky.

A Su-33S was ejected, followed closely by the second, third, and fourth.

The Su-33S that took off first was hovering and waiting over the fleet. After the comrades took off one after another and assembled into a complete formation, they passed through the field at low altitude above the mothership for the last time and roared past. People on the deck and bridge They rushed straight to the battlefield with their cheers.

"Come on! Give those Nasui some color!"

"The Red Navy will win! Hurrah!!!"

In the coastal airspace near Sevastopol, the A-75 twin-engine carrier-based early warning aircraft, guarded by 12 Su-33S carrier-borne heavy fighter jets, has started air search with radar antenna at this moment, transmitting enemy situation dynamics to surrounding fighters and commanding them at the same time. fighting.

"Received, the enemy aircraft group is 150 kilometers away, each aircraft's medium-range bombs are ready, ready to fight!"

At the same time, in the distant airspace, a group of Dornier-217 bombers who had received an emergency takeoff order and were rushing to the battlefield did not know what they were about to face. The captain of the leading aircraft at the head of the group only vaguely felt that this mission I'm afraid something is wrong.

"What the hell are those idiots on the ground doing? We have blocked the sea routes and bombed the Russians' land evacuation routes. Can't they solve the battle?"

"I don't know, but I heard that the army is in big trouble. The Russians seem to have deployed some secret weapon. The battle on the ground is a complete mess. The tanks, infantry, and everything are retreating like a hornet's nest on fire."

"Lieutenant Colonel, as soon as our bombs arrive they will definitely kill the Russians, and then Manstein will have to thank us, right?"

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The young men on the crew were very optimistic, but the captain, Lieutenant Colonel Scherner, obviously didn't think so, at least not entirely.

"Be vigilant. The army is obviously close to resolving the battle. It's definitely not that easy to cause a big mess at this time. General Manstein is a very capable and arrogant nobleman. If you can force him to 'request immediate support from the air force', at least It shows that the fighting on the ground is either out of control or is getting out of control."

"Wait, stop talking, look! What is that?"

".Black dots, so many black dots! Oh damn, they are going very fast, they are going to hit me!!!"

"Avoid! All aircrafts, please avoid! UFOs are coming!"

The Dornier-217, which is powered by twin propellers, flies slowly. The power stage is over and the fuel is exhausted. The medium-range projectile that continues to fly terminally by inertia is not very fast and is already in a subsonic state.

Of course, to deal with this rickety, big and stupid World War II bomber, you don't need a very high missile speed and overload G number.

But it was this slow missile speed that allowed the German pilots to at least witness with their own eyes what kind of thing sent them to see the Kaiser, even though they did not know about these "UFOs" in the last moments of their lives. What to call it.

At this moment, the medium-range missile entering the final stage of the ballistic trajectory has turned on the missile-borne radar for active guidance in the final stage.

There is no need for the guidance of the transmitter or the "A-shooting and B-guiding" of the early warning aircraft. The missile itself is enough to shoot down these oncoming enemy bombers at the critical point of the extreme range.

Boo hoo hoo——

"Hell, I can't avoid it! I'm going to hit him!"

“Ahhhhh——”

Boom boom boom——

The densely packed black dots that were attacked seemed to have eyes and they found their target and hit them head-on. It was not until the last second before the collision that the sharp-eyed German pilots finally saw that what was about to hit them was a missile. A pile of slim things in the shape of long strips.

Successive explosions tore apart the nose cockpit of the German bomber, tearing the fuselage and wings into pieces and riddled with holes.

The bloated engine and its fairing were blown away and fell, dragging fire and black smoke straight down to the ground like a burning meteor.

Most of the German pilots who didn't even have the chance to parachute died on the spot.

These UFOs, which are fast and small and cannot be intercepted by self-defense machine guns, are simply frightening. The heavy losses caused in an instant have exceeded the imagination of all German pilots. However, the nightmare has just begun and is far from over. .

Boom——

An even louder explosion exploded in the sky.

A Dornier-217 bomber carried two 500kg bombs and two 250kg bombs, a total of four aerial bombs, which exploded on the spot under the strong impact of the medium-range bombs hitting the bomb at close range.

The explosive power equivalent to more than 700 kilograms of TNT exploded in mid-air. The impact of a huge amount of shrapnel and a dazzling fireball instantly swallowed up almost all the remaining German bombers that had not been shot down.

A total of 36 German bomber formations were almost completely wiped out. In just a moment, they were beaten by an indescribable mysterious force that made them doubt their lives. To the day he died, he still didn’t know what kind of enemy had attacked him. He literally didn’t even see the enemy in person.

The only four surviving German bombers had never suffered such heavy losses, and they didn't care about the bombing. They immediately turned around and ran away like frightened ducks, panicking and almost all of them injured. Whether it can fly back or whether it will crash on the way is hard to say. It all depends on luck.

It was unlucky enough in itself, at least that's what these terrified German pilots thought, having been punished by unspeakable mysterious forces.

But an omen that was even more terrifying like a nightmare suddenly arrived at this moment.

Dong dong dong dong dong——

The 30mm cannon placed on the side of the nose and embedded in the front fuselage of the Su-33S fighter jet fired violently. A series of high-explosive projectiles roared and hit the German bomber, blowing up from the nose to the tail, causing damage to the entire back of the aircraft. Aerial surgery disintegrated it on the spot.

call out--

It roared and swooped down from high altitude, passing directly by the wreckage of the fallen and disintegrated enemy plane at high speed.

The pilot, wearing a red five-star helmet and looking at the wreckage of the Nazi aircraft, heard the familiar voice of the pilot in the back seat coming from the radio next to his ear.

"You don't have to play this one if you have fighting bombs. You have to enjoy it by yourself, right? Pugachev."

The reply was a grin from the pilot in the front seat beneath his oxygen mask.

"This is how you have to deal with the Nazis. You want them to know that the Red Army crushed them and it's time to be next."

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