On the deck of the Unicorn aircraft carrier, Cunningham, sitting in a wheelchair, watched silently as the aircraft gathered and left, looking a little uneasy.

"Sir, the Army Airlines and the Canadian Air Force have launched four consecutive attacks, and have knocked out at least 60 opponents of the enemy by using the anti-substanti method. Our army lost more than 250. When the 6th wave of heavy bombers was dispatched, the enemy had given up the idea of ​​competing for length and only held low altitudes. This shows that their fighter power has been weakened to a very weak level..." Spruins whispered, "You don't have to worry about this."

"Can I not worry?" Cunningham smiled bitterly, "Washington originally gathered 400 planes to pounce on it, but in the end it turned into a fuel-added tactic and gradually put it into the battlefield, and finally the German army defeated each one... and it almost caused substantial damage to the opponent's fleet. This shows that Germany and Jun's combat effectiveness is far stronger than us, and I don't know if the carrier-based aircraft can fight the Germans."

Spruins didn't know how to answer this sentence: it was difficult to recognize this sentence from a relationship, and from a rational point of view, it had to admit that it was a fact. Although there were a large number of British HNA pilots among this group of carrier-based aircraft pilots, it was much more elite than that of the Chinese Airlines and Canadians, but it was more unsure if they could achieve a good exchange than everyone was worried. Fortunately, since Cunningham mobilized more than 240 aircraft to pounce on them, the fleet was also fully prepared, and Spruins believed that he was still relatively sure of winning.

"Even if the enemy still has strength, it cannot withstand such a large advantage in military strength. I heard that their attack aircraft is still cooperating with the army to carry out ground attack missions. Ten minutes ago, the Canadian said that the other party had just retreated, and I guess it was the letter from the reconnaissance aircraft." Speaking of the reconnaissance aircraft, Cunningham was angry again, "I don't know when we can provide us with similar excellent reconnaissance aircraft. Fighter pilots generally reported that they could not catch up with the enemy aircraft, and if they were not careful, they would let the other party escape."

Spruins shook his head helplessly: "Advanced water reconnaissance has just been a little bit obvious. The advanced reconnaissance aircraft on the ship probably have to wait. Now, except for the fighter jets and the enemy, we are almost the same as the enemy, torpedo attack aircraft and dive bombers are not as good as our opponents, especially the newly launched SB2C is not as good as the original SBD. It's really outrageous!"

Turner has been on the sb2c once, and General Jin was furious. Now the Navy ordered Curtis to improve immediately, and Douglas further optimize and improve Sbd. Then the Navy also had a voice, hoping to transform the F4U into a fighter bomber, Spruins, personally, was not optimistic about this, and believed that it would be better to transform the F4U into a fighter that can be boarded the ship instead of the F6F. The navy's military equipment authorities were in a hurry to seek medical treatment due to the lack of excellent dive bombers available, and even asked Chance Watt to clone a plane based on the land-based version of He-218 obtained from the Soviet Union, but replaced the DB601 engine with Merlin engine and adjusted some of the fuselage according to the wind tunnel test results. The performance was quite good, far better than the SBD or SB2C. Unfortunately, it was very difficult to take off and land on the deck, and the difficulty was comparable to F4U.

Moreover, the liquid-cooled engine also made the ground crew of the aircraft carrier force frown, and the naval authorities' copycat plan could only give up. Since the US Army Airlines did not have the tradition of equipped dive bombers, this verification model was left behind again.

As for Cunningham, he had nothing to say: After a large number of designers and engineers were arranged to the United States, the British mainland has basically lost the R&D capabilities of a new generation of high-end weapons. Whether it is heavy tanks, new aircraft or jet engines, the subsequent design of the Royal Air Force has changed the Firefly and changed it, while the Army is still using Sherman for the Firefly tank chassis and body.

He nodded slightly and said, "The enemy probably discovered our location, it doesn't matter. They also need to replenish fuel bombs to attack. We at least have the advantage of taking the initiative. Let the fleet maneuver west now."

"West?" said Spruins in surprise. "I thought you would turn around and distance yourself from the enemy fleet."

"It will indeed be a distance that turns around, but it also means that our army's planes cannot come back and can only crash on Newfoundland. This is a huge loss for us..." Cunningham sighed, "I have a premonition that today is not the final time to decide the outcome. We and the enemy may be forced to fight another battle tomorrow."

"Quick! Quick!" Just as the US attack aircraft group was already rushing toward the murderous intent, on Newfoundland Island, the aircraft carrier deck was full of ground crew members working hard everywhere. The planes were recovered, replenished oil bombs, the candidate pilots were on the top of the board, the assembly of spare aircraft, etc. were as quick as flowing. The officers leading the team gathered together and discussed and formulated an offensive plan with the aviation staff. The replaced pilots seized time to rest. A few of them were too tired and fell into the hangar and fell asleep after swallowing lunch. The noise next to them could not touch them at all.

Looking at the tense and busy work on the deck, Mashal seemed restless and couldn't help but want to stand out and take a look. He was worried that he would put unnecessary pressure on his subordinates and restrain himself as much as possible. The fleet drove at full speed to run towards the Newfoundland air defense circle. At the same time, he called on Lieutenant General Belarus' artillery fleet to come and join in and strive to build a powerful air defense circle. As the firepower advantages of aircraft, naval guns and other firepower were withdrawn one after another, the German Marines, which had been holding high, began to shrink their confidence in defending the existing defense line. They were even more happy after hearing that the Head of State would airlift a complete battalion to support.

At 1:58, all land-based fighter jets completed refueling, and several do-412s that were about to take the lead were also hung on secondary fuel tanks to prepare for the upcoming cruel battle.

At 2:04, the original air defense fighter jet began to land and supplement.

At 2:09, Newfoundland sent a message that 12 joint attacks were prepared first, and all equipped with special mines to attack; 2 minutes later, 22 ju-98s also completed preparations, and also equipped with aviation torpedoes to attack. They formed the first attacking lightning strike team and prepared to join the southeastern part of the fleet;

At 2:17, the first batch of 32 He-218s completed preparations and flew into the air one after another, flying towards the designated meeting point. Although they took off late, because of the fast speed, they basically arrived with the lightning strike team. Given that the attack distance was as high as 600 kilometers, in order to prevent the He-218s from not having enough range, two small 50-liter fuel tanks could be added for extended range;

At 2:24, the first attack wave assembled 70 kilometers southeast of the fleet. According to the telegram provided by ar-352, it was prepared to attack south under the cover of 28 b-219s. Although the four types of aircraft took off one after another, with different speeds and the assembly point was far away from the center of the aircraft carrier formation, the first attack wave still completed the assembly accurately, and the pilot's excellent qualities were clearly visible in the process.

At 2:47, 12 latest ju-198-mounted torpedoes were dispatched with another 27 ju-98s, and 48 he-218s took off in the next 10 minutes. The escort was 42 German fighters. They completed the team at 3:08 and undertook the second attack wave mission.

At this point, the German army's two waves of 223 attack aircraft all set out to rush towards Cunningham's fleet.

By 3:15, the German attack aircraft group was still 480 kilometers away from the Cunningham fleet, while the US attack aircraft group was less than 200 kilometers away from the German fleet.

At 3:19, the peripheral heavy cruiser with long-range alert sent a message: The number of enemy aircraft was found, with a total of about 100 aircraft, a height of 5,800 meters, a speed of 195 knots, a course of 305 degrees, and a distance of 155 kilometers...

Ten minutes later, the destroyer providing inner ring warning sent a message: the number of enemy aircraft groups is more than 90, with a height of 5,300 meters, a speed of 185 knots, a course of 310 degrees, and a distance of 120 kilometers.

"Why do they fly so slowly?" Crank was puzzled. "I only walked more than 30 kilometers in 10 minutes. What are the Americans waiting for?"

"I guess we have to fix the team and accommodate the planes that fell behind. Now the formation should be messy..." Ozawa asked Koch with a smile, "If we take the initiative, how sure are you to defeat the opponent in 15 minutes? If the opponent has 90 planes..."

"I'm 70% sure if I can get 50 fighters."

"Very good! Order the fighter team to attack the enemy with the fastest speed and defeat them in one fell swoop... I will give you 60 aircraft, and the fleet only needs 12 aircraft to cover it."

Koch gritted his teeth and shouted at the sender: "All formations should be careful and intercept enemy planes immediately with the fastest speed... Charge!"

"Yes! Brothers, come with me!" The first answer was Hartman Koch. Koch was speechless. Hartman, who had killed 7 planes today, was completely crazy. It was his turn to rest in this round, but he insisted on attacking, and he had a strong reason: "At worst, I was shot down and parachuted... I can't die! Today I want to attack Marseyu's single-day shooting down record!"

Koch could not resist him and could only agree to the other party, but he was more cautious. Considering that Hartman was not physically strong, he did not let the other party go all the way to escort the attack group, but asked him to act as an air defense fighter. As a result, the kid took the lead and rushed to the front.

Ozawa's judgment reflects his skillful observation. There are not many old birds who can still maintain a complete formation in the British and American fleets. British HNA is more elite than American HNA. Therefore, 70% of these ninety aircraft are British pilots, and the rest are American pilots. Nearly 150 other aircraft have been separated for various reasons. They are still on the way to reassemble. Commander Colonel Tony looked around and pressed his speed and prepared to gather some troops to prevent it from being played in fuel-related tactics. However, he did not expect that his opponent was not the master of playing according to common sense. He rushed over after more than 100 kilometers. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!