In one meeting, dozens of I-15s of the Second Guards Flying Army of the Soviet Army were reimbursed in this way.

The P47 Thunderbolt taught them a lesson with terrifying firepower.

"Ah!!! Bastard!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lieutenant General Torik's face was full of anger.

He personally drove the fighter plane and led the remaining 200 Yi-15s to meet it.

next second.

Nearly [-] fighter planes fought fiercely in the air.

The airspace with a radius of ten kilometers became a slaughterhouse.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Fighters were constantly blown up.

Among them, some fighters were pierced through the cockpit by stray bullets.

He didn't even have a chance to join the battle, so he fell headlong.

"There are all of them, pay attention! Pay attention! The old man has installed a cannon!"

Wu Guangdou, who had just escaped from the battle, hurriedly called on the radio.

Good guy!

The Yi-15 equipped by Lao Maozi removed all the machine guns.

Just to install the 20mm 360 cannon.

It seemed that they were using their brains to deal with Feng Jun.

have to say.

The Yi-15 with enhanced firepower has increased the chances of winning a lot against the rough-skinned and thick-skinned P47 Thunder fighter.

From the beginning of the war to the present, several fighter planes of the Feng army have been hit by Lao Maozi.

Although it didn't explode on the spot, it still plunged to the ground with billowing black smoke.

"learn!"

Immediately, after receiving the reminder, the Fengjun pilots quickly changed their tactics.

One by one showed superb driving skills.

Everyone raised the engine power to the highest level and boosted the fighter plane.

Just a moment.

More than 200 P47 Thunder fighters all got rid of their opponents.

The Soviet fighter planes could not catch up with them at all.

"call out--"

The P47 Thunderbolt fighter, which has taken advantage of the high altitude, was not at all polite.

One by one, they turned on their horsepower and swooped down.

Accompanied by a sharp air friction sound.

"Da-da-da! Da-da-da!"

Dense bullets sprayed out.

A Yi-15 was blown up without even a chance to dodge.

Time passed in a minute and a second.

The situation on the battlefield is more and more inclined to the Fengjun side.

From time to time, Soviet fighter planes were blown up, and the flames continued to shine. .

Chapter 427

"what!!!"

Witness the sacrifice of imperial pilots one by one.

Lieutenant General Torik felt like a knife was piercing his heart.

But he still suppressed his anger and continued to drive the landline.

Once again rushed into the combat airspace, and fought fiercely with the enemy fleet.

You come to me on both sides.

In just 15 minutes, no less than 300 fighters were lost.

"Tu Tu Tu!"

at this time.

Lieutenant General Torik, who was catching the target, was suddenly hit by a P47 Thunder fighter that shot out of the sky.

A series of shells poured towards the direction, and instantly exploded the tail of the landline.

Looking at the thick black smoke around the cabin, Lieutenant General Torek knew he was doomed.

Even if he could make a forced landing and save his life, so what?

It's better to die as a martyr, at least it won't drag down the family.

"Hahaha!"

"Didn't this damn old man be beaten by me?"

On the other side, Zhang Wu Guangdou, Colonel of the Fengjun Second Flying Regiment, laughed loudly on the radio channel.

From the beginning of the battle, he took aim at this Yi-15.

Good guy!

Continuously penetrated three fighter planes of our army.

And the pilots are skilled in combat and have top-notch vigilance.

If it weren't for the bait sent out, it might not be possible to kill Lieutenant General Torik.

However, no one knew that it was the commander of the Soviet army that Wu Guangdou conveniently eliminated.

The Rakshasa Empire pays attention to coming from the masses and going to the masses.

All fighters are engraved with sickle and hammer regiments.

It is not like the tradition of highlighting outstanding pilots with unique patterns in various countries around the world.

It is no coincidence.

After the supreme commander of the Soviet army was killed by Wu Guangdou.

The entire Soviet fleet was running around like headless flies.

It can't stop the attack of the Fengjun aircraft group's three-three system team.

An Iraqi-15 has become a historical relic.

Only half an hour.

The Second Flying Regiment wiped out all the Soviet fleet without a single fish caught.

Many Soviet pilots parachuted to the ground and were shot dead on the spot by our infantry.

After the air battle.

The second flight group did not return directly to the airport.

Instead, they swooped down towards the battle zone of Taishet.

Cooperate with the army to shoot.

It was not until I emptied all the ammunition that I reluctantly returned to the airport.

this campaign.

Feng Jun shocked the world with a record of 12:321.

The tyrant far away in Moscow exploded completely.

A guard flying army was completely wiped out by a flying regiment.

The opponent only lost less than fifty fighters.

It just doesn't make sense!

In fact.

As far as the current air combat technology and fighters are concerned.

The Fengtian Air Force is definitely the most powerful air force in the world, not one of them.

If it weren't for the numbers not keeping up, they would have dominated the world's airspace long ago.

.......

12pm.

City of Bratsk.

Fengjun Frontline Command.

The combat conference room was brightly lit.

A large number of combat staff officers conducted complex deduction on the current situation in the Far East.

And Marshal Feng Xuan was also watching from above.

"Marshal, the Air Force is calling"!"

at this time.

A staff adjutant burst in with a telegram.

"Oh? It seems that Wu Guangdou did a good job?"

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