Anti-Japanese War: My equipment is infinitely refreshed

In order to reverse the unfavorable situation on the Eastern Front, Air Force Commander Marshal Goering carefully planned a large-scale air operation.

Relying on the power in his hands, he urgently mobilized 262 fighter planes from various air forces, including dozens of Germany's most advanced secret weapons at the time - the me jet fighter.

In order to provide sufficient fuel for these fighter planes, Goering had to allocate a batch of precious oil resources from Speer.

When Speer learned the news, he couldn't help but complain.

At that time, Germany's domestic fuel reserves were already stretched, and all the troops on the front line were worried about fuel shortages.

This large-scale withdrawal will undoubtedly make the already tight fuel supply even worse.

But Speer also knew that the Eastern Front was of vital importance to Germany and it determined the direction of the entire war.

Once the Eastern Front collapsed, the Soviet Red Army would flood into Germany like a tide, with disastrous consequences.

Therefore, stability on the Eastern Front must be ensured at all costs, even if it means huge sacrifices in other areas.

Fortunately, Romania agreed to increase oil production, which made Speer feel a little relieved.

But he also understood that this was only a stopgap measure. Over time, with Germany's current consumption rate, the fuel supply would be unsustainable.

However, the top priority is to ensure that these 1,500 fighter jets can carry out their missions smoothly and bring about a turning point in the Eastern Front.

The German pilots who received the order to go to the battle were all cheering. For them, every time they took off to fight meant a chance to shoot down an enemy plane, and every time they shot down an enemy plane, they could add a circle of honor to their own plane.

Especially the pilots flying the me262 jet fighters, they are full of confidence.

The emergence of this new type of fighter undoubtedly gave them a huge advantage in air combat, as if victory was already waving to them.

At the same time, the Soviet army was completely unaware of the large-scale deployment of the German air force.

They continued to advance in an orderly manner on the Eastern Front according to their own battle plan.

Moreover, the Soviet high-ranking officers did not know that the German aircraft this time would include Me262 fighters, and they thought that the German army would still use the same propeller fighters as before.

In their view, with the Soviet Union's huge air force and brave and fearless pilots, they were fully capable of dealing with the German air threat.

At a German airfield, pilots about to go into battle were making final preparations.

A young pilot looked at his teammates with a hint of worry in his eyes, and asked softly: "Hey, it is said that the situation on the Eastern Front is very bad now." Although his voice was not loud, it was particularly clear in this slightly noisy airport.

"It's not good," his wingman pilot responded with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "It is said that the Central Army Group is retreating, otherwise they would not have transferred us over to provide support."

"So do you think we will lose? I'm a little worried." The pilot of the lead plane frowned and continued to ask.

His face was full of anxiety. After all, the outcome of this war depended on everyone's fate.

"It's hard to say about this question," the wingman pilot pondered for a moment and said slowly, "But the situation on the Western Front is said to be quite good. Didn't they annihilate dozens of warships of the Royal Fleet? Even several battleships were sunk. This is good news." He tried to use the victory on the Western Front to boost the morale of the leader.

"Besides, we are flying the most advanced fighter jets in the world. We can definitely defeat the Soviet army." The wingman pilot patted the leader's shoulder and said confidently.

Hearing this, the lead pilot nodded, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his nervous mood. He looked at the plane in front of him, as if it was his closest comrade-in-arms who could lead him to victory.

"Inspection complete, ready to take off." At this time, the ground crew raised his hand to signal. His voice was firm and powerful, as if telling the pilots that everything was ready and they were just waiting for them to step onto the battlefield.

Soon, 1,500 fighter planes slowly slid out from the runways of various airports, and the roar of their engines was deafening.

They are like steel eagles, soaring in the sky.

An hour later, these fighter planes arrived at the eastern front airport one after another.

Here, they will refuel, and ground crew will once again conduct a comprehensive check of the aircraft's performance to ensure that each fighter can go into combat in the best condition.

Just as the German fighter planes were being resupplied and repaired, a Soviet aviation brigade was rapidly approaching the airport.

It turned out that the Soviet army had previously sent reconnaissance planes to the area to try to obtain intelligence on German airports in order to bomb them.

However, the reconnaissance plane was unfortunately shot down by the German army.

After learning the news, the Soviet army decided to dispatch a squadron of fighter planes to carry out retaliatory bombing on the German airport.

"I heard that the fighting in the Greench area is very intense," a Soviet pilot said to his wingman over the radio, his voice full of excitement. "Our army is advancing step by step, and those German troops are being beaten back step by step by our troops. In particular, the Central Army Group may be surrounded and annihilated this time."

"I heard that, too," the wingman responded, with a hint of curiosity in his tone, "but why not send us there instead of bombing this airport?"

"Maybe there are too many air forces," the lead pilot guessed. "This time, nearly 10,000 fighter planes were dispatched. Every air squadron wanted to get a bombing mission, but the bombing targets were limited, so they sent us to such a remote place."

"What you said makes sense," the wingman nodded in affirmation, "It seems that since the start of the war, our squadron has only received two missions, and both were insignificant."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, prepare for battle, and be careful of anti-aircraft guns." At this time, the squadron leader's serious voice came to my ears. His voice was like an order, making all the Soviet pilots put away their smiles immediately and concentrate on the upcoming battle.

At the same time, the radar in the German airport had keenly captured the traces of the Soviet fighter planes. Sharp alarms sounded instantly throughout the airport, breaking the original tranquility. A team of me262 squadrons that had just arrived here were nervously refueling and conducting final inspections.

"Are we so lucky? We encountered enemy planes right after we arrived?" A German pilot said in surprise, with a hint of excitement on his face. For him, this was undoubtedly a good opportunity to show his strength.

"Why don't you say that you are unlucky? I was just about to take a rest." The comrade next to him said unhappily.

But he also knew that once the battle began, there would be no room for retreat.

Despite all the complaints, the ground crew completed the inspection as quickly as possible. All the pilots of the me262 fighters quickly boarded the planes and started the engines.

With a deafening roar, these silver fighter planes rushed into the sky like arrows. They had only one goal - to destroy the invading enemy.

In the sky, a formation of Soviet fighter planes was flying quickly towards the German airport. Suddenly, a sharp-eyed Soviet pilot saw a silver light flashing in the distance, which was faster than he could imagine. He shouted in surprise: "Oh my God, what is that? Silver light? So fast?"

"Oh no! That's their latest fighter plane. Damn it! Get out of the way." A Soviet pilot who survived the last air battle shouted in horror upon seeing the silver flash.

He was well aware of the power of this fighter jet. It was a terrifying weapon that could change the situation of air combat.

Unfortunately, the Soviet pilots were still a step too slow to react. Before they could make effective evasive moves, several rounds of machine gun shells rained down on them.

In an instant, four Il-2 fighter jets turned into fireballs amid the explosions and fell from the sky.

This sudden attack shocked the Soviet pilots who had never seen the ME262 fighter.

They had never seen such advanced fighter jets, their speed was unimaginable and their attack power was astonishing.

In their perception, this is simply a demon from hell.

"These planes are not ordinary planes, they are all jet fighters, and they are very fast. Everyone, pay attention, everyone, pay attention, all fighter planes retreat immediately." The Soviet commander in charge saw this scene and immediately shouted loudly through the radio.

He has deeply experienced the power of me262 and knows that with the current performance of Soviet fighter jets, they are no match for them.

At this point, there was no other choice but to flee. The Soviet pilots, who had originally been ambitious about how to bomb the airport, now had to face the cruel reality that four of their fighter planes had been shot down by the enemy before they even reached the edge of the airport.

"Are they that powerful?" a Soviet pilot said with hope. However, just as he finished speaking, an ME262 fighter appeared behind him like a ghost. Then, a burst of machine gun bullets sprayed out and instantly hit his plane.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the Soviet fighter plane exploded in the air and turned into countless pieces. The pilot didn't even have a chance to parachute, and disappeared in the sky along with the plane.

"Boom!" Another violent explosion resounded throughout the sky. This time, the Soviet leader who was discussing the battle situation with his wingman was not spared.

His plane was hit by an ME262 fighter and instantly caught fire.

In the last moments of his life, his eyes were filled with unwillingness.

He really couldn't believe that there were such fast fighter jets in the world. This was too terrifying for the Soviet army.

The air battle entered a white-hot stage in a very short time.

The Soviet fighter brigade, which had originally come with high spirits, now seemed vulnerable in the face of the powerful firepower of the me262 fighter jets.

They fled in all directions like sheep being chased by wolves.

But because the Il-2 fighter jets were far inferior to the ME262 fighter jets in speed, their escape seemed so powerless.

The German me262 fighter pilots made full use of the advantages of their fighters, shuttling back and forth in the sky, constantly looking for targets to attack. They were like a group of well-trained hunters, and every shot could cause huge losses to the Soviet army.

Half an hour later, this one-sided air battle finally came to an end.

The entire Soviet air brigade was almost wiped out, with only a few fighter planes escaping by chance. The German me262 fighter pilots cheered in the sky, celebrating this hard-won victory.

"It's too easy, it's a massacre." A German pilot shouted excitedly, his face filled with the joy of victory.

"What a pity, we only shot down three planes." Another pilot said with a little regret, he felt that he could have shot down more enemy planes.

"Hmph, I only have one plane and someone stole it." Another pilot complained, his tone full of resentment.

"Hahaha, I shot down five fighter planes, I am also an ace." A young pilot announced excitedly. His voice was full of pride. After all, it was not an easy task to shoot down five enemy planes in such a fierce air battle.

However, his words were soon despised by other pilots. In the eyes of these me262 pilots, it would be a real shame if they could not become an ace while flying such an advanced fighter.

At this time, eighty percent of them are already ace pilots. Relying on advanced fighter jets and superb flying skills, they are writing their own legends in the sky.

The victory in this air battle allowed the German army to temporarily gain air superiority on the Eastern Front.

But this could not change the direction of the entire war situation. The balance of war was still slowly tilting in a direction unfavorable to Germany.

Although the me262 fighter jets demonstrated strong strength in this air battle, they could not play a big role because of their small number.

However, the brutal record still shocked countries around the world.

When Cun Yunsheng heard the news that the German army used jet fighters in air battles, he felt a strong sense of envy.

As a person with a keen insight into military aviation technology, he knew that the emergence of this model was enough to rewrite the landscape of air combat.

In fact, it was not surprising to Cun Yunsheng that the German army had jet fighters.

However, the road to acquiring this technology is fraught with difficulties.

The German army attaches great importance to jet fighter technology, and its security measures are as tight as a solid wall of steel.

Every process and every piece of information is carefully guarded, making it difficult for outsiders to get a glimpse of it.

Cun Yunsheng did not retreat because of the German army's tight defense.

He made several requests to the German army for jet fighter technology, each time with full sincerity and expectation.

But without exception, he was ruthlessly rejected. Facing these setbacks, although there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes occasionally, he was more determined and tenacious.

He knew very well that jet fighters were not just a flash in the pan military equipment, but the only choice to dominate the skies in the future.

In the future air combat arena, jet fighters will become the key factor in determining victory or defeat with their high speed, high maneuverability and powerful attack power. Whoever masters this technology will have absolute say in the sky. (End of this chapter)