Captain George Herbert Walker Bush was a very lucky pilot. Although he had been shot down several times, he was always rescued without any damage. Among the fighter wings he was in, he was the pilot with the most rescued times and the most lifespan on the battlefield. Hence, he was the nickname of Lucky Bush.

In the last air battle in Newfoundland, the f7f he was flying was seriously injured by a German jet. An engine caught fire and dragged black smoke and fell for several thousand meters before he could barely pull it up. Finally, he flew back to the base.

Although the plane was beaten to a hole and was scrapped after landing, the pilot was not injured. What was most surprising was that the ground crew later picked up a 30mm aviation shell that did not explode in his cockpit!

The luck with the blessing of two generations of true life presidents is really at the point where the god of death is going to circumvent!

On the morning of April 25, 1945 (Newfoundland time), the god of death saw the lucky Bush, who was detouring, was leading his fighter squadron to hover at an altitude of 6,000 meters, waiting for the German "Thousand Machines Front" who came in full force.

His squadron now has 16 F7fs, which are full in number, but its combat effectiveness is severely discounted compared to before the last major air battle in Newfoundland. This is because 12 of the 16 F7f captains are novices who have just joined the Navy Aviation shortly after, and they don’t know how cruel the battlefield is?

Among the remaining four old players, only "Lucky Bush" is an ace pilot, and the other three captains have no outstanding record, and have never been a captain of the 4-plane formation before. Now, the real elites in Bush's squadron, besides himself, are either killed in battle or transferred to other squadrons to become squadron captains, leaving only three second-rate players as backbones. How much combat effectiveness of the entire squadron is left, "Lucky Bush" has no confidence at all.

But no matter whether you are sure or not, today "Lucky Bush" and his subordinates have to fight to the end for the continued greatness of America.

"Brothers of the Navy, the Germans are here, with a large fleet of more than 500 aircraft. Now we may be able to fight."

In the headphones, Navy Colonel Thomas Wayne, who was in charge of commanding all the U.S. Navy and Marine Corps fighters, came the inspiring voice of Navy Colonel Thomas Wayne.

"OK!"

"Kill the Nazis!"

"Where are the Nazis?"

"It's time for them to taste something great!"

The pilot's cheers came to Bush's ears. The cheers were naturally the battlefield Xinting who had just joined the Navy Air Force for a short time, and he had no idea of ​​the terror of the Germans.

Bush thought: It won't be long before you rookies will cry and cry for help! If any of you can be as lucky as me, maybe you can live a few more days... It would be great if you could live until the end of the war, so that you can be with Barbara forever.

"Captain, I saw them, at 12 o'clock!"

Bush's random thoughts were interrupted by his navigator Harry Lemay, who was also a newcomer (Bush's previous navigator went to the pilot school to participate in training after the last Newfoundland Islands War). He graduated from Naval Flight School. Today is his first time on the battlefield, so he was so excited.

Looking in the direction pointed out by Lemay, Captain Bush's heart suddenly twitched. In the dark blue sky ahead were dense "black dots", layered over the sky, and the number was so large that it was outrageous.

This is a huge bombing of thousands of aircraft!

Captain Bush immediately estimated a relatively accurate number. Now there are a large number of enemy aircraft attacking, with the Folk 636 alone as many as 640, the me264 has 323 (including 3 early warning aircraft), and the br.810 has 90, with a total of 1,053 aircraft!

After a while, the distance between the two sides was about 6,000 meters, and the model of the incoming enemy aircraft could be observed through the naked eye.

Bush found that most of them were Folk 636 fighters. At this altitude, the comprehensive performance of this type of aircraft exceeded that of f7f, and there were so many...

"All naval planes are on the lookout," Navy Colonel Thomas Wayne's voice still seemed very relaxed, "Rise up to 7,000 meters and prepare for dive attacks. Remember, your tactics are climbing, hovering, diving, attack... and repeat! Don't fight them!"

This is the most basic tactical use of f7 and should not be said on the battlefield at all. However, Bush knew why Colonel Wayne said this before the battle, just to remind a rookie not to forget it when fighting. Going to fight a flexible fighter like Folk 636 is equivalent to dying.

But...will you encounter a German jet when climbing up? Captain Bush has no clue about this.

"Okay, guys, have you heard Colonel Wayne?" Captain Bush said to his subordinates through the radio while flying the plane up to 7,000 meters. "I'll add two more points. One is not to bother with the Folk aircraft. Our goal is me264; the other is to get close and then hit it, get as close as possible to make sure you hit it! Do you understand?"

"Understood!"

"I understand, sir!"

When he heard his subordinates give a positive answer, Captain Bush's plane had climbed up to 7,000 meters, and he also found that there were black Fokker fighters in front of him. It turned out that these Fokker aircraft were also climbing while the F7f climbed, and they climbed as fast as the F7f.

"Captain, find the Fog plane ahead!"

"Oh my God, there are so many of them!"

"what to do?"

"They blocked us..."

A bunch of rookies was already nervous. Captain Bush couldn't help but frown. He could only remind his rookies again through the radio: "Don't worry about the Folk aircraft, when they don't exist, our target is the me264 bomber!

Everyone should pay attention, now form a dual-machine formation and fight with me! Long live America! Long live freedom!”

A long live charge in the air has begun!

After Captain Bush shouted the slogan, he drove his f7f without hesitation and started charging like a white soldier on the ground!

His 16 f7fs were divided into 8 dual-machine formations, one dual-machine formation dealing with a me264, and all began to dive at the highest speed.

At this time, the two Folk 636s came to "Lucky Bush". They flew higher than Bush's plane, rolled flexibly in the air, and walked around behind Bush (the F7f had 4 20mm cannons and 4 12.7mm machine guns, and even the Folk 636 dared not go against the nose). While chasing, they used 8 20mm machine guns to open fire. However, the goddess of luck still favored Bush, and eight flames swept across both sides of the f7f he was driving, and all of them were empty.

Bush ignored the flames that were almost flying past the cabin cover, and did not dodge, but aimed at a me264 below to rush hard. Because the f7f has a large self-weight and strong horsepower, it is very fast when diving, and the Folk aircraft behind it cannot catch up. However, the Folk 636's diving ability is not weak, and it will not be thrown too far by the f7f, so it is also difficult to throw away the Folk 636 by diving.

The consequence of not being able to get rid of Folk 636 is that f7f will be followed by f7f when it ends the dive, especially the subduction of f7f will drop a lot, thus entering the dominant airspace of Folk 636. This is very dangerous for f7f!

But Bush doesn't want this at all now. His all focus is on a fast-flying me264 in front of him. Because Bush's f7f changed direction during climbing, the flight direction of this me264 is the same as that of Bush's f7f. Bush is flying the plane from the rear of the me264, which is the easiest position to succeed.

But there is only one chance to succeed in the attack! The two Folk 636s behind Bush's butt will not give him a chance to chase the me264 level-flying attack (if you want to fly behind the me264's butt, the speed will definitely be reduced and you will be bitten by the Folk plane). There is only one way to seize this opportunity, which is to get as close to the other party as possible.

The me264 in front of him quickly became larger and larger, and the distance between the two sides quickly narrowed. The plane and several nearby planes seemed to have discovered danger, and all fired fire. Luckily Bush was still lucky, as if all the bullets and shells were around him.

The distance was very close, and the me264 looked as huge as a house. At this time, Captain Bush lowered his speed and leveled the plane. Then he pressed the cannon and machine gun firing buttons, and the plane began to tremble violently. Four 20mm cannons and four 12.7mm machine guns sprayed out 8 deadly fire shots, covering the poor me264. Captain Bush pressed the firing button continuously and fired hundreds of rounds of ammunition. Only when the smoke from the me264 was emitted, he stopped shooting, pushed the joystick suddenly, dived down almost at a right angle, and quickly escaped from the pursuit of the two Folk 636 aircraft behind him.

After setting apart from the pursuers, he looked left and right, without finding his wingman. Then he called twice, without any response. It seemed that the f7f driven by a rookie was in danger.

After diving down for more than 1,000 meters, Captain Bush once again leveled the plane and did not dare to lower the altitude too low to avoid being entangled by the Folk aircraft with excellent low-altitude performance. Just as he fled the battlefield at full speed, he turned around and looked upwards and saw a spectacular battlefield picture that broke his heart.

Hundreds of fighter jets were twisted into balls at high altitudes, and shells and bullets were traveling through the air at extremely fast speeds, exploding, flames and thick smoke alternately, and umbrella flowers fell from the air from time to time.
Chapter completed!