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Chapter 22 The Last Strike

Just as Major Stephen Sigmund rushed to the German air force with the tragic death, their airport suffered a severe blow.

The air-fired V1 missile controlled remotely controlled by radio commands, due to its speed, drifts through a semicircle with a considerable radius in the sky, and turns its body as if it is about to land.

At the same time, the 10 V1 missiles turned in the direction, and the tail formed a comb-like residue in the sky. The rapid speed made its operator feel that the airport runway rushed towards him.

In a hurry, he aimed at the tall oil depot for the last time, and then pressed the separation button again.

Because the trajectory of this missile deviates slightly from the runway, a series of sub-bombs fell from the V1 missile and formed a series of explosions along the edge of the runway. Then the remaining part of the missile carried the flames ejected from the hydrogen and oxygen engine and plunged into the oil depot.

Just when the ignited oil depot exploded violently and rolled into black with bloody red flames. The other few V1 missiles successfully "transformed" the runway into a form like the surface of the moon.

Major Stephen Sigmund sneered when he heard the news of the airport being destroyed in his headphones.

"Hmph, whatever, we no longer plan to go back!"

The only thing that made him feel hindered at the moment was that the air defense firepower on the "Meteor-z" that had been with the airship group, which was shown by force, was worrying.

At the request of the Luftwaffe, the machine guns in the anti-aircraft turrets were all 12.7 mm 4-barrel rotating machine guns.

At this moment, these bombers, as the last force to protect the transport airship, have already launched an "air defense formation" around it.

In front of us were shiny, whip-like ballistics with the light of death. This made the brave Major Stephen Sigmund ask himself.

"Can I?"

The bombers lined up in a circular air defense formation, with one team for every six bombers and one air defense formation for every squad.

This also indicates that Major Stephen Sigmund's plane is facing at least 6 12.7mm rotary machine guns.

His only advantage is that as the commander of the Austrian Air Force, he was fortunate to receive air combat training in the Chinese Federation. His teacher was Wang Anyang, a pilot under the Red Duke Richterhofen.

From this smart young man who has now served as a pilot fighting training teacher in the Air Force Department of the Whampoa Military Academy of the Chinese Federation, he is the kind of person with super flying talents, and has almost completely inherited the flying skills of the Red Duke Richthofen.

The fighting training received in the Chinese Federation benefited Major Stephen Sigmund. If it weren't for the establishment of the Austrian Air Force a little too late, I believe that he and his men would have supported a blue sky for Austria.

But now everything is in a daze, and the only thing you can do is make a desperate decision in this last desperate situation.

The airship was getting bigger and bigger in his sights, and the bullets and shells were getting more and more densely. The export-type "Feidi" turned its body hard, like a flying mark, and the route was like a snake crawling in the sky.

"Go to die, you German guys..."

In the roar, Major Stephen Sigmund pressed the gun button. The 20mm gun and the 12.7mm machine gun kept firing dense bullets. As his nose rotated, the bullets were like salons in the hands of firefighters, moving towards his target.

The officers and soldiers of the German Airborne Division focused on the portholes of the carrier cabin and looked outward. The roar of the aircraft engine was as sharp as a bayonet, penetrated the bulkhead and reached their ears.

"Look at that plane, that kid flew so fast!"

The soldiers supporting the cabin were shouting noisily, their eyes kept following Major Stephen Sigmund's plane. Watching his plane fly in a bullet like rain. Often when a tracer bullet was about to catch up with him, he flew away by a ghost.

"This guy must be an elf, an elf like a Satanic Eagle!"

"Brother, the Satan Eagle is not an elf, he is an eagle from hell!"

Just like in the Air Force, the Airborne Army, a military branch that appeared and achieved outstanding results in World War I, has been recognized by the armies of various countries in the Chinese Federation's unrestrained foreign military exchanges. As the "creator" of this military and the pioneer of this combat method, the Satan Eagle is also so famous among the airborne troops.

Accompanied by the airborne soldiers, Major Stephen Sigmund drove his exit type "Flying Blade" out of the air defense formation composed of the "Meteor-z" twin-engine bomber.

At this time, he had been shot in many ways. Fortunately, the habit of making Chinese Federal aircraft, the habit of filling the fuselage with helium, still prevented the flame from conquering this brave plane, and even the number of shots did not cause the sturdy plane to lose its maneuverability.

"Go to die, you bastards..."

The 20mm cannon kept ejecting the flames, and in the sight on Major Stephen Sigmund's plane, the cockpit of a "Meteor-z" blocking the way was smashed.

He saw the following scene as his plane swept past the bomber group and rushed towards the transport airship.

The cockpit of the hit "Meteor-z" bomber was exploded by the 20mm shell of "Flying Front".

The planes also from the Chinese Federation have no fire except for the thick smoke. Against the backdrop of the thick smoke, the rolled plane's skin is wrinkled like some old blankets.

When he rushed through the last air defense system composed of bombers, the German Air Force's transport airship was revealed before him.

“There is there…”

The airship carrying personnel has a series of portholes. On the contrary, the airship carrying materials will not have these portholes.

Based on these characteristics, in order to hit the morale of the German troops, Major Stephen Sigmund chose an airship with many circular portholes to rush forward.

"Ah, God, he rushed over, rushed over..."

The soldiers who had been huddling in front of the porthole watched the air combat retreated and opened the porthole, just as the downward bullet would be shot in from there.

After they left, the soldiers who had been behind squeezed into the airfield, but then they left. With the soldiers who had previously squeezed there, they looked into the cabin with blank eyes, probably wanting to find a place to hide.

This is probably the most helpless situation for people in the sky of war and transport vehicles. Just like the soldiers on the ships in naval battles, they could only sigh helplessly when facing the other warships.

"Boom...boom..."

A series of artillery shells and bullets swept through the bulkheads of the carrier compartment, and a series of explosions and dense bullets broke through the bulkheads.

Under these blows, the soldiers crowded, ran, screamed... The bodies of the attacked soldiers flew up and hit the bulkhead hard. The deck that suddenly cracked suddenly disappeared into the air with some soldiers and their equipment.

"God……"

The man who fell off the airship screamed, and although the earth was going to accommodate his body in the end, what a cruel road this was.

Fortunately, the airship is not high at this time, and there is no auxiliary pressure in the cabin that will drag people to the sky. If you use the cockpit to increase technology at a high altitude, the people in the airship will fly everywhere like dandelion seeds.

These German soldiers were unfortunate under such a fierce blow, but at the same time they were lucky. The artillery fire that moved along the bulkhead lasted for only a few seconds and stopped.

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Major Stephen Sigmund cursed loudly because most of his ammunition had been consumed in the process of breaking through the air defense barrier.

So he didn't have enough ammunition to complete his goal. He turned his neck and hoped to find his comrade's fighter plane.

"Don't get entangled with enemy planes, come here..."

But what is sad is that except for the rustling static sound, there is no reaction in the headphones.

"They have done everything they should do. Now everything is over, and even the airport is over, okay, that's it!"

In an instant, he became a little lazy, intending to let his young life disappear into the sky and go to hell with his friends who were with him day and night.

But when his eyes moved to the dashboard, he saw a photo of his girlfriend. Like most pilots in the world, such a photo would wake him up when he was anxious and make him make the right choice.

"Okay, it's probably time to save yourself!"

With a determination, he immediately drove the plane to leave here, but the laziness just now made him completely lose the opportunity to escape.

“Bao …”

A series of bullets and shells hit his fighter plane.

"boom……"

In the blast, he could see that the skin on the back of the plane had left the plane. He could even turn around and see the metal skeletons exposed in the sky.

"Farewell to my baby..."

A moaned in his heart, he bent down and reached out to pull the handle of the ejection seat.

The canopy cover flew out under the powerful airflow, and then the ejection seat shot him into the sky. The ejection seat can be said to be the most human thing that Tang Yunyang brought to the development of military equipment.

The powerful power of the rocket ejected, which made Major Stephen Sigmund feel dizzy for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he was surprised to find such a thing.
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