Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 711 711 Northern Air Battle
When the rainy weather in the south became less and less, the sky in the north suddenly cleared up again.The dark clouds finally dispersed, and the sun shone through the gaps in the clouds, shining on the wet earth.

The soldiers of the Dahua Empire looked up at the sky above their heads in the mud-filled trenches. When the sky was clear last time, they saw what was called an overwhelming locust-like aircraft swarm.

The terrifying howls of the tactical bombers of the Tang Kingdom kept them awake at night, and every time they thought about it, they would tremble uncontrollably.

It was really an unforgettable memory. The Stuka dive bomber made a huge and piercing buzz, and then swooped down from a height of several kilometers.

But this time, just a few days later, the sky cleared up again, and the Tang country's air force would definitely visit their defense line again.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, a Dahua veteran couldn't help looking at the sky again, he was really afraid that that kind of terrifying plane would appear above his head again, circling like a vulture.

"Don't we also have planes?" A young Dahua soldier couldn't help asking the platoon leader next to him. The platoon leader was a little nervous and kept looking up at the sky, and didn't even answer his subordinates' questions.

Soon, the familiar hum of an engine appeared faintly in the sky, and everyone immediately became nervous. They clenched their weapons tightly and waited for the enemy to appear.

Soon, the sound of the engine became louder and louder. When everyone could clearly hear the terrifying sound of the propeller spinning, a Stuka dive bomber tore through the clouds and began to dive.

Once again, the buzzer installed on the landing gear began to scream long and terrifyingly, and the noise echoed in everyone's ears, making people tremble uncontrollably.

"Enemy plane! Enemy plane!" A timid soldier pointed to the sky and yelled. Along with his shout, a 500-kilogram aerial bomb fell on a nearby position.

The huge explosion set off black smoke and dust that covered the sky, and the soldiers could feel the ground under their feet shaking violently.

Although the soft soil weakened the damage ability of the bomb, the 500 kg bomb was still full of power. Coupled with the terrifying hit accuracy of the Stuka dive bomber, the damage effect was still astonishing.

More and more Stuka dive bombers began to dive, tearing through the clouds with their wingtips, and turned their noses on their respective targets.

The ground-facing 20mm caliber cannons deliberately installed under the wings began to straf during the dive, destroying various targets found on the ground.

To be honest, the Dahua Empire's air defense camouflage is actually not bad because of the war experience of the mirage country, but they still can't really hide.

Many tents still use white cloth. Although many artillery positions are covered with camouflage nets, they are somewhat different from the surrounding colors.

In short, when Tang Jun's planes strafed and dived, chaos inevitably occurred in the defense line of the Dahua Empire.

Bombs were dropped one after another, and then the anti-aircraft guns on the Dahua Empire's position began to counterattack.

It's just that these outdated anti-aircraft guns with really poor performance can't really threaten the bombers of the Datang Kingdom.

There is no way, the number of those improved anti-aircraft guns whose muzzle adjustment speed can keep up with modern aircraft is too small, so the anti-aircraft guns used by most of the frontlines of the Dahua Imperial Army are still old anti-balloon guns. Goods can only play a certain degree of intimidation.

The Dahua soldiers who operated the anti-aircraft guns on the ground almost dislocated their arms, but they still couldn't aim at the Stukas who dived and pulled up like the wind.

This time Datang Kingdom had more planes carrying out bombing missions, because the dark clouds in the sky were thinner, the visibility improved a lot, and the hinterland airport of Datang Kingdom also had more time to take off the planes.

Hundreds of Stukas and more than 50 Butcher fighters hovered over the battlefield, torturing the ground forces of the Great China Empire.

Just when the Dahua troops on the ground were enduring the devastation of the enemy while cursing their own air force, the air force of the Dahua Empire finally appeared.

In the cockpit of a butcher fighter who was looking for an attack target in the middle and low altitudes, the pilot was overlooking the ground under his feet, and a row of bullets hit him unexpectedly from the side, which scared the pilot to drive the plane to dodge.

Bullets left a row of holes in his wing and tail, and a hole was punched in a pane of glass in his canopy.

"I'm under attack! I'm under attack! Enemy plane! Enemy plane!" While controlling his plane to climb rapidly, he observed the surrounding situation.

His plane was damaged, and he wasn't sure if the engine had been hit.So he was very nervous, and while reminding his companions, he asked for help on the radio: "I was hit! The cockpit canopy was penetrated! Please return! Please return!"

Because pilots are so precious, the pilots in the Tang country were told not to act recklessly. If the plane malfunctioned or was hit, they must return immediately and there was no need to continue fighting.

The wingman who was flying behind him climbed up with him and saw that there seemed to be some faint black smoke wafting from the side of his lead plane, so he immediately said: "Leader! Lead! Your plane is smoking slightly! Get out of the battlefield! I Cover you from the battlefield!"

On the other side, the Tang Guo Air Force, which was startled by the sudden killing of the Dahua Air Force, also reacted quickly.They are all experienced pilots, and in terms of experience, they must be better than those rookies in the Dahua Empire.

In the narrow cockpit of the Butcher fighter jet, a teenager wearing an oxygen mask looked for his target through the bright hatch.

He shook his joystick slightly, and aimed his nose at an enemy fighter that was about to attack a Stuka bomber.

In his sights, the enemy plane looked ugly.He knew the model of this aircraft, and Tang Guo's intelligence department had already investigated the fighter equipment of the Dahua Air Force.

This is a Cyric 1 fighter jet with a speed of only 200 kilometers per hour, which is basically the performance level of the aircraft at the end of World War I.

It still has an open cockpit, it can't fly too high, and the performance of the engine is not very good. It is equipped with two 7.92 mm caliber machine guns.

The plane was circling and pointed its nose at the Stuka that was diving in the distance, but the pilot of the plane didn't notice that a Butcher fighter jet above him had already aimed at him.

"It's too slow! You're too slow!" In the cockpit of the Butcher fighter jet, the young man wearing an oxygen mask muttered words, and drove his own plane to quickly dive close to the target he wanted to attack.

His plane can reach a speed of nearly 600 kilometers when it dives, which is three times the speed of the enemy plane!The two aircraft are not products of the same era at all, and there is a huge gap between them.

In an instant, the enemy plane had become very large in the boy's scope. He pulled the trigger, and the 20mm cannon on the wing fired a short burst. Gram 1 fighter.

Frankly speaking, it seems a bit wasteful to use a 20mm cannon to hit such an enemy plane. A few shells hammered on that plane, and the opponent's wooden wing instantly shattered and broke in the air.

Turning his own nose, the boy drove his fighter to avoid the enemy plane that lost its wings on the path, and then pointed the nose at another Dahua fighter of the same model in the distance.

The planes of the two sides are really very recognizable. The wings of Tang Guo's planes have dragon emblems as symbols, while the wings of Dahua Empire's fighter jets are painted with white five-pointed stars.

"Thug!" At a very short distance, the boy driving the Butcher fighter pulled the trigger again, and fired again shortly. The shells of the three cannons instantly sank into the fuselage of the enemy plane, smashing the plane into pieces. two cuts.

The boy controlled the plane and began to climb. While climbing, he was looking for the next attack target through the glass on the hatch cover.

"Your teachers are all apprentices taught by me... You should call me Shishuzu! But unfortunately, you have no chance..." He murmured, driving the plane around in a circle, and then gracefully The killing returned to the battlefield.

Soon, he found a third enemy plane and smashed it to pieces.He even felt the tension and despair of the pilot of the enemy plane, because when he dived, the other party seemed to give up struggling.

Soon, more fighter jets from the Great China Empire appeared on the battlefield, and more fighter jets from the Tang Kingdom also joined the melee.

After the brief panic of being attacked initially, Tang's butcher fighter unit immediately regained its sense.They were originally escort fighter jets, and now they finally have the opportunity to return to their old jobs.

Except for two planes that were wounded and returned, and the other two planes followed for protection, the remaining more than 40 Butcher fighters fought with about 100 Dahua Empire fighters.

Immediately afterwards, more than 100 fighter jets from the Dahua Empire and fifty fighter jets from the Tang Kingdom also joined the battle.

The roar of the engine echoed in the sky, and one plane after another fell from the sky dragging black smoke.The planes of both sides were entangled, and the sky was chaotic.

The soldiers on the ground of the Dahua Empire saw their own planes appearing, and they shouted excitedly one by one.

But soon, the soldiers of the Great China Empire discovered an embarrassing fact: it seemed that all the planes that fell... were their planes.

Then, the cheers just now stopped abruptly.The Dahua soldiers looking up at the sky seemed to be choked by something.

(End of this chapter)