Bismarck

King Eugenqin and Bismarck led Hindenburg in the front, and Ludendorff behind him did not open fire, but he still had a wild weasel specializing in electronic warfare. In addition, those close-in missiles plugged the leaks... Although the performance of the "villain" is indeed better than the original Nemesis. But with this kind of firepower density, if it really can't stand it, it would be a dereliction of duty!

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Graf, who had just escaped from the melee involving dozens of fighters and bombers, was driving his Crow at full speed to escape, while looking back at the "ball" behind him that was getting farther and farther away, as if formed by countless white pythons entangled together and gradually stretching out again. He then looked at the four wingmen who had followed him to break out of the encirclement, and then he patted his chest with some fear and patted his forehead, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Guided rockets usually guide two rockets to attack one target at a time, but the speed of the Crow of Doom is very fast. After one round of rocket shooting, it is basically close to the distance where it can prepare for machine gun air combat and lead turn.

In order to maximize the interception efficiency, the seven-plane squadron led by Graf, under the guidance of Zeppelin, braved the danger of being caught up and intercepted by the surrounding Mustangs, and followed an "oblique" route to directly cut across the air formation of four US bomber squadrons!

only……

After all, they had to "line up to fight their way in and out" from the fire nets of hundreds of machine guns in dozens of "flying fortresses in the sky", and they had to do it four times in a row! At the same time, the enemy fighter planes would come to intercept them from time to time...

That feeling... is absolutely sour and refreshing! Even though I have experienced it many times, every time, it is an unforgettable feeling!

After all, in the face of such a dense and hysterically crazy flying fire net, skills are no longer useful - even with tracers, no one can see the bullets that are pouring down like a rainstorm.

If you are luckier, you will be hit in an unimportant place by the enemy's rain of bullets, or even just pass by the gaps in the barrage. But if you are less lucky... there were clearly seven planes when they came in, but now the number has been reduced by nearly one third!

Just as their instructor, the evil aircraft carrier Zeppelin who is also fighting desperately in the sky, and her adoptive father thirty years ago, the Imperial Marshal who was then the captain of the Richthofen Squadron, said: Don't think that air combat and flying are so-called romance. War is no longer the fancy "knight duel" of ancient times!

In those days, if you lost a duel and became a prisoner, you would be treated as a knight and fed and watered, and you could be released as long as you paid a ransom. But what about now? Apart from speed and luck, as well as tactics and discipline, no one can give you any security!

Fortunately, the guided rockets on our side are really powerful!

It was thanks to this thing that they could fire a volley from a few thousand meters away, and directly disrupted the enemy's bomber fortress formation! Otherwise, if they really had to rely on fighters with limited protection capabilities to compete head-on with a large group of "machine gunners in the fortress", they would probably have died like Picasso's "sucking up the wind" in the "Führer Art Exhibition", broken and twisted... right?

After all, I, who was walking through the fire net, did not have the ability to force the bullets to disperse like Accelerator... Wait, what was I thinking (0)? Could it be that I was too nervous just now, so my brain began to temporarily hallucinate?

Fortunately for me, the interception mission has been completed - I lost three planes, but shot down 22 enemy planes!

Graf grabbed the cross hanging on his chest with some trembling, took a deep breath and gave it a light kiss, thanking God for his blessing.

...Mom, your son is fine. God bless me. I have finally crawled out of the pile of dead bodies again...

After all, he was a battle-hardened super ace. Although his mood was tense before, it was not difficult for him to relax and calm down. After all, which of the so-called super ace didn't crawl out of the pile of dead bodies with his last breath?

It's just... Graf just thought he could take a breath and do his usual thing of paddling along with the wild horse that was chasing him, when the earphones on both sides of his cheeks started to ring automatically again without any wind!

"Graf, how's your situation now? How many planes are left? How much fuel and ammunition are left?!"

Hearing the voice in the headset, Graf couldn't help but twitch his mouth and his face fell: Instructor Zeppelin...

"Well, I have escaped the pursuit, and I still have enough fuel and ammunition, but there are only five planes left... What do you want, instructor?"

After all, she was his instructor and immediate superior, and a demon who was famous for torturing men during training. Graf, who believed that one should follow one's heart, would not admit that he did not respond because it was a soldier's duty to obey orders!

"Graf, I know you've worked hard, but for this mission, you're the most suitable person right now!" The voice coming from the headset was still cold amid the noisy accompaniment of the chaotic air battle, and it contained an order that could not be refused!

"…Are we the only ones who are best suited to complete the mission? Well, what mission?" Graf smiled bitterly, and began to focus his attention on the dashboard again. He even took out the pilot's map board to determine his position. After all, if you don't know where you are, you can't complete the mission well.

Although it was a daunting task, a mission was a mission! As a soldier, I had to obey orders!

"... To your south, about 150 kilometers due south, there are two of their 'radar carriers'. They should be the American air command center! Bal and I are both in the northeast of the battlefield now, and you are the closest to that place... They seem to have two squadrons of Mustangs protecting the 'command center'. Are you sure you can take them down?"

"Two squadrons of Mustangs? I'll give it a try." Looking at the four little wingmen left behind him, Graf didn't even think about it, and ultimately couldn't refuse the arrangement of the combat mission.

After all, that was the enemy’s air command center!

The instructor had made it clear before that his comrades from the second echelon would come over to carry out a second interception attack. If they could destroy the enemy's air command aircraft before that, or even just drive it away, then the crazy siege of the Mustang cluster that had caused them so much trouble would most likely be greatly affected, or even come to an end!

Even if he, Hartmann and the rest were all killed here, he would still be contributing to victory!

You have to know that you are a soldier! The slogan "Long live victory" is not only shouted by the spicy party!

"Well, I'm still in charge of the air battle here, and you will be under the navigation and command of Captain Bangtai later!" The air battle on Zeppelin's side seemed to have started a new round of firefights in the headset, and the sound of aircraft cannons resounded throughout the headset. "The enemy's command aircraft is at an altitude of 8,000 kilometers, 150 kilometers south of you. Captain Bangtai's channel is XXXX.XX. Good luck!"

"Understood, I promise to complete the task!"

In the twilight, the Iron Crow, which symbolized disaster and ominousness to the enemy, gently shook its wings. With a long tail, it turned its scarred chest that seemed to be covered with medals towards the enemy's "air command post"...

ps: It's the end of the year, I've received money 23333

Chapter 889

The brutal battle continues.

One after another, "Daughter of the Rhine" long-range air defense missiles were being fired alternately from the launch pads of the three battleships Bismarck, Tirpitz and Prinz Eugen at intervals of thirty seconds, lighting up one cloud of smoke after another of explosions at the height of the sea-sky line.

On the other side, there were no battleships in charge, the Hindenburg and Ludendorff, which were not very suitable for intercepting anti-ship missiles. Lütjens ordered a ceasefire to save precious long-range air defense missiles to deal with the bombers that were about to arrive.

Behind the five warships, the two aircraft carriers, under the unified command of Bangtai, have begun to turn the steering gear to full rudder and start to change course. Due to the influence of the hull inertia, there is a delay of one or two minutes from the large warships to the start of turning from straight sailing. However, after the opponent's anti-ship missiles, there are missile attack aircraft groups, and they are a series of attacks one after another! The fastest Feilong fighter-bombers are closely following the anti-ship missile attack wave. From the end of the heavy anti-ship missile interception to the Feilong entering the air-to-ship missile bombing range, there is only a five-minute window in between! Even if the flight time of the air-to-ship missile is added, this window will never be opened too wide!

If this opportunity was missed, the B-26s following closely behind the Feilong would enter the bombing line three minutes later.

And after that, there is Lancaster, which is only five or six minutes away.

If the enemy planes in the east are still small fry, and Glob's Ravens of Doom can at least threaten those light bombers with relatively weak protection, then the more than one hundred heavy bombers in the south, with a large number of soldiers and generals, murderous intent, and the salvo firepower of three or four hundred anti-ship missiles, which are pressing forward step by step, are a real threat!

Even though this group of heavy bombers was frantically intercepted by Zeppelin himself and even disrupted their formation, the time for them to enter the bombing route from the south would not be later than ten minutes!

Moreover, if they relied solely on anti-aircraft missiles, Rhine Daughter’s ammunition would be basically exhausted in the previous few air strikes!

So, it is necessary to not turn the rudder in advance and turn on time to catch the take-off time!

Whether it was Bonte or Lütjens, the other captains and shipgirls all looked very relaxed at this moment! Even though the incoming "villain" heavy anti-ship missiles were intercepted one after another by the anti-aircraft missiles launched by the three evil spirit-class ships...

"The distance is only fifteen kilometers, almost ten kilometers...Eugen, how many anti-ship missiles are left to be intercepted?"

The electromechanical plotting board was unable to accurately mark each anti-ship missile, and the impatient Top directly snatched the radar soldier's chair and occupied the PPI radar's display screen. He stared at the tiny "dots" that were getting closer and closer on the display screen, through the circular target-like distance scale on the special display screen that was composed of eight "pizzas" of eight-sided slotted flat waveguide antennas, and asked the battleship he was commanding with gritted teeth.

The little rabbit beside her, who was also focused, seemed to be holding back her anger, and she was sitting in the radar fire controller's position, clicking the buttons and switches on the desk. The electromechanical instrument panel in front of her was constantly refreshing and switching various parameters, as if her four fire control radars were monitoring thirty or forty targets at the same time.

"Top, there are only about ten missiles left. But the target is only ten kilometers away from us. Rhine Daughter is no longer useful."

"Change rockets immediately!"

"Yes, the switch has been made. We are organizing the sailors to evade now. It will be done soon." As soon as Top finished speaking, Eugen shouted out her answer.

Amid the shrill anti-aircraft warning, the buzzers on the rocket launchers were screaming wildly with even more piercing noises. The sailors around were well-trained, and they turned around and ran to the bunker door without thinking after hearing the buzzer warning. As soldiers, their excellent discipline prevented them from getting crowded and trampled even on the battlefield where every second counted. Without anyone's orders, they automatically lined up one by one and rushed into the bunker that was designed to defend against shock and fire.

The stipulated evasive time was twenty seconds, but it took all the sailors less than fifteen seconds to rush in and close the iron gate!

Time waits for no one on the battlefield. Seeing that all her sailors had hidden, Eugen simply stretched out her hand and slammed the switch of the automatic launch system of the close-in defense missile controlled by the first generation of electronic computers on the fire control console.

At that moment, on both sides of her body, several smoke columns with long flames almost simultaneously shot up into the sky! Following the direction of the fire control radar's illumination beam, they headed towards the targets on the left and right sides that were illuminated and locked by the fire control radar dedicated to guided rockets in a fan-shaped and trajectory that would not interfere with the paths of other missiles.

The semi-active mode plus angle "sub-packaging" is an effective method when the hardware facilities are not strong enough to counteract their own electromagnetic compatibility interference. Even if the semi-active mode cannot directly measure the distance, as long as the target's evasive maneuvers are not too large, the angle between the radar receiver and the missile's flight direction remains roughly stable, thereby ensuring the hit rate of the target.

It just so happens that the trajectory of the "villain" anti-ship missile is a straight line, and it is not small in size. At this distance, as long as the other side does not have a ship to operate it to do a summer eight roll or a crazy snake maneuver, even the sailors are confident that they can operate the radar to continuously illuminate and hit the target!

In less than a sip of water, four electromechanical instrument panels that tracked missiles and displayed target parameters lit up with green lights indicating "target destroyed", and the parameters were reset to zero. At the same time, the target echo signals on the radar display in front of Top, which were already sparse and even lonely, seemed to become even fewer.

Moreover, at this time, beside and behind Prince Eugen, her most admired eldest sister, and sister Grape who was leading her in making trouble, were already firing their short-range air defense guided rockets.

In addition to the Bismarck and Tirpitz, which were fighting side by side with Prince Eugen and firing with all their might, even the two battleships, Hindenburg and Ludendorff, were desperately using short-range air defense missiles to fire at the air and share the firepower - although their long-range air defense missile systems did not fire, their jammers were still working at a stable maximum power!

Even though he is just an ordinary warship, an ordinary captain and an ordinary sailor, he is still an ordinary member of the fleet and doing his best!

A missile hit the Hindenburg on the far left side of the formation. The close-in defense missile system failed to stably cover the close-range high-speed target, but the thick-skinned battleship only shook slightly. The hit on the upper deck in the middle of the hull did not cause any greater damage to her except for blowing up a group of secondary gun turrets and a group of close-in defense rocket launchers.

Three missiles that had escaped were about to pass through the gap between the Hindenburg and the Bismarck battleship, but the "ordinary battleship" and its sailors continued to persevere, still enduring the smoke and flames of more than twenty close-in defense rockets exploding, while using her other three remaining sets of launchers to continue fighting against the remaining missiles that had escaped!

One missile that slipped through the net was shot down by the Bismarck on the spot, and one of the other two missiles was deceived by the electronic jammer towed by the Hindenburg and plunged into the deep blue North Atlantic Ocean right above the jammer's head. The other missile, which had already aimed at the turning Gneisenau aircraft carrier, was about to fly past the Hindenburg when it was fired in a double salvo by the close-in defense rockets operated by the sailors, causing it to explode in mid-air!

The Hindenburg fought to the death, and with her fighting spirit as an ordinary warship, she was washing away the dignity that had been tarnished by the fleeing General Kumets!

And as the last long-range anti-ship missile was detonated by the Hindenburg at a close distance, this round of missile attack consisted of a salvo of 64 missiles, but only one hit the target, resulting in minor damage to the battleship.

However, the consumption of missiles is not an optimistic figure! "Bismarck, immediately let all ships report how many long-range air defense missiles we have!" Before the smoke of the explosion had dissipated, Lütjens's cold voice had already echoed in the armored steel plates of the flagship C4ISR headquarters.

"Yes... In addition to the previous order not to fire long-range anti-aircraft missiles for Hindenburg and Ludendorff, which left 48 and 50 respectively, Prince Eugen currently has 68 missiles, Tirpitz has 44, and I have 38 missiles left... A total of 248 missiles are left. Over!"

"There are still two hundred and forty-eight rounds left... Got it, well done!"

But that’s not the point!

While Lütjens was praising, he was actually thinking about the battle situation in his mind.

Fifty-two missiles intercepting fifty-two targets, this kind of thing can definitely be done by the ship girl. The only consequence is that, except for the Hindenburg sisters, the long-range air defense missiles of the three ship girls have basically been consumed by more than half.

Fortunately, the next thing to do is to deal with the enemy bombers.

When dealing with bombers, Hindenburg and Ludendorff's anti-aircraft missiles can play an advantage - after all, bombers are much larger and slower than missiles. Even if there is interference, they can still shoot down a dozen or twenty.

The enemy in the east was the closest, but they were mostly light bombers with thin skin and thick stuffing. With Globe's fleet there to intercept them, it was not too difficult to deal with them. Even if the enemy's Flying Dragon fighter bombers and B-26 light bombers entered the range of air-launched anti-ship missiles in three to five minutes at most, and the Lancaster only took ten minutes, but the number of aircraft on the eastern front was not large, so it was not too difficult to deal with them.

Only the more than 300 planes in the south - even though there should be only about 270 now - are the real danger!

No wonder Bangtai repeatedly said that he would turn early and send out fourteen interceptors from the second echelon to provide additional interception.

Come to think of it, I don’t know the situation over there right now—I don’t know whether the two aircraft carriers have just started to turn or have completed the turn?

The electromechanical map board cannot directly mark the target's course, and although the visual range is not very far, this is the C4ISR command center, and the heavy armor seals it tightly.

Although whether the turn is completed or not seems to be just a matter of detail, this is a battlefield where every second counts, and it is a bit difficult to turn and take off in one go before the battle!

Should we ask Bismarck to ask Bonte right away...?

Lütjens had just come up with the idea when the Persian cat beside him said "Hmm..." and then reported first: "Captain, the Zeppelin and Gneisenau have turned around! The fighters have also started to eject!"

"Ejected? I see!" Lütjens' tone was calm, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. Even his eyes under the brim of his hat unconsciously glanced back.

Although he could only see a thick armored wall, this did not prevent Lütjens from making a logical association - under the bloody setting sun, the vast North Atlantic sea breeze blew strongly, and the waves hit the sharp blade of the aircraft carrier's bow one after another. The catapult on the flight deck was between bursts of white smoke, and black crows soared into the sky, using their blade-like swept wings to cut off the connection between the remaining light and the setting sun above the sky, as if they wanted to use these iron wings to cover the sky, and rushed to the southern sky.

In five minutes, fourteen Warhawks, under the command and cover of Zeppelin, were enough to inflict another round of heavy damage before the American heavy bombers came in!

Looking at the enemy's aircraft groups, they are mostly heavy bombers and long-endurance Mustangs. It is easy to guess that their light bombers are either maintaining "battlefield air control" in Italy, or because their range is not as good as that of heavy bombers, they have only moved to the edge of Algeria and Morocco, and are still under repair, so they have not come here yet!

In that case...

"Bismarck, tell Bonte and Gneisenau that we are still 200 and 250 kilometers away from Tangier and Gibraltar (the entrance to the Strait of Gibraltar) respectively. Tell them to command the two aircraft carriers to bring up the helicopters and put them in the standby area (behind the bridge) for preparation. After a while, in an hour or two, they can be dispatched directly! It will also save some time!"

"Okay! I'll send a message right away!" Secretary Cat nodded obediently, picked up the microphone of the tactical radio, walked aside gently, covered his mouth and the microphone, and began to assign tasks to the two aircraft carriers - even if they are still fighting against the US air strikes, they must leave room for themselves in the battle! In particular, even if they repel this entire round of intensive air strikes, they must launch their own airborne capture operation before they organize a second large-scale air strike cluster!

After all, as the old saying goes: The longer the night, the more dreams you have!

The battle isn't over yet—it's just begun!

(PS: Among the various twin-engine medium bombers in World War II, the maximum range of the US B-25 was 2100KM, the maximum range of the B-26 was 1800KM, and the Wellington was 1930KM, which were not enough to fly directly from Sicily to the Atlantic coast airport in North Africa under the premise of large-scale transfer of aircraft. Among other aircraft, the Handsome Warrior and Blenheim both have a range of 2400KM but their performance is outdated. The Mosquito can reach more than 4800KM, but because of its high altitude and high speed, it is mainly used for strategic reconnaissance and harassment attacks.

In addition, there is another prerequisite: the main battlefield of the Allied Mediterranean Air Force is the European continent and Italy, there are only a few troops left behind at the North African airport, and the stocks of ammunition and fuel are insufficient - so only aircraft that can carry enough redundant fuel and ammunition in full combat status can participate in this war!

As for the Mosquito and P38, although one has good high speed and the other has a rolling performance that can be compared to a washing machine under hydraulic assistance, these two are heavy fighters after all. If a light fighter like the Mustang can rely on its maneuverability to drag into a dogfight when it encounters a jet, a heavy fighter that relies entirely on speed will basically be killed when it encounters a faster jet...

Therefore, the setting is that apart from the few remaining aircraft left behind, the reinforcement group only has heavy bombers with long endurance and large bomb load, and Mustangs with high maneuverability as reinforcements.)

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Another group of high-speed small light spots, which were obviously German jet fighters, appeared on the very edge of the radar screen of the early warning command aircraft, and they were flying directly towards their own heavy bomber fleet at high speed.

And even closer to the radar screen, at the location of the previous air battle, the Mustangs, which had already escaped from the desperate siege of the still large number of violent Mustangs, broke away from the encirclement and blockade at high speed as light as swifts. Then, as if the storm was not enough and wanted it to be more violent, one group immediately chose to turn back and fight again to hold back the Mustangs, while the other group looked at the three Mustang squadrons in front of them, which were on guard against the possible take-off of reinforcements from the German aircraft carrier within the range of the anti-aircraft missiles. Without saying a word, they rushed up at a speed of 900 kilometers per hour, and then stabbed them in the back!

God have mercy on us. There are enemy reinforcements in front and stabs in the back from behind. Besides, the other Mustang squadrons have been left behind and even their alert aircraft groups have been delayed. How can they defend against this situation where they are surrounded by men on both sides and have two men advancing and retreating!

Looking at the battle situation, Marshal Arthur Tedder and Admiral Carl Spaatz, who were commanding the rear in two early warning aircraft, both looked unhappy. They could even hear the gnashing of teeth and heavy breathing from the other side through the radio receiver.

The new German fighters were designed to intercept the bombers, but the escorting Mustangs were now being held up.

This is very annoying.

In particular, the current battle situation is really not good!

Although the British and American light bombers in the east had already reached the edge of the air defense circle of the German ship-borne anti-aircraft missiles, the fleet was also hit hard by the jets. Even though the German fighters had already finished firing rockets, the light bombers were still hit by the two 20mm MG151 cannons of the Raven of Disaster, forcing them to form a formation together for self-protection - and then they plunged into the range of the anti-aircraft missiles!

With the equivalent of the Rhine Daughter warhead and the terrifying blade-like rod-shaped warhead, one missile can kill a large number of people!

The Hindenburg and Ludendorff sisters, who had not opened fire much when intercepting the missiles, took unified fire control and command by the "Octahedron Radar" of the missile heavy cruiser Prinz Eugen after obtaining permission to open fire from Lütjens.

Under the command of the legendary "Shield Ship Command System", the two battleships, which only need to "act according to orders, target at fixed points, and carry out targeted poverty alleviation", have finally found their own feeling of dominating and holding their heads high after being suppressed for so many years!

Moreover, there are still seven or eight Calamity Crows flying back and forth outside the air defense circle! Even if the light bomber wants to turn around and evade, it has to escape the pursuit of the Calamity Crows!

Not to mention, the Allied listening stations in Gibraltar and Tangier had heard more than once the loud voice of a man who called himself "Captain Top of the Prinz Eugen," shouting and directing the Ta-183 that was "patrolling and herding ducks" back and forth outside the range of anti-aircraft missiles.

Well, commanding anti-aircraft missiles and interceptor fighters at the same time, and commanded by a battle-hardened ship girl and her captain...

Therefore, the ones who are now feeling aggrieved have fallen to Arthur Cunningham, Mountbatten and Doolittle.

Even the anti-ship missiles failed to penetrate, and they relied on these light bombers to penetrate? Are they courting death?

"General Cunningham? I'm Doolittle from the Tangier Forward Command... The situation is very bad. The Flying Dragon fleet has been dispersed by the enemy's anti-aircraft missiles. The B-26 and Lancaster have also been intercepted. The losses are heavy. At least six or seven bombers have been lost..."

"Where's the jammer? Where's the chaff? The B-26 is carrying an electronic jammer, right? Tell your men to start jamming!"

"No, even if we can interfere with the missiles, the German jets are still staring at us... I tell you, as soon as we turn on the interference, their radar illumination will immediately shift to other crews, and then the jets will follow immediately! I tell you, this is the first time I've seen anti-aircraft missiles and interceptors cooperate at this pace!" On the other side of Cunningham's radio microphone, even a tough guy like Doolittle was gasping for breath with gritted teeth at this time - just like a bull that was unilaterally slaughtered by a bullfighter's superb swordsmanship and dodging, his anger and resentment were filled with helplessness of having the power but nowhere to use it.