When the Satan team led by Tang Xiaoan, composed of elite German fighter pilots, joined the "dog fight", the air battle over the English Channel reached its most intense juncture.

The previously dispatched BF-109 was in a fight with the British Spitfire and the American Air Force's P-40 fighter jets.

At this critical moment of life and death, fighter pilots all used their best flying skills in their lives. They were spinning and rolling. At this critical moment of life and death, no one paid attention to the techniques taught in the flight school anymore.

Each flight movement is all plausible. The flight at this moment is entirely out of the instinct of being experienced in many battles.

In contrast, the German fighter pilot, who had experienced the long-term test of the Spanish Civil War, showed better control capabilities than the Allied fighter pilots.

If it weren't for the P-47 lightning, P-38 lightning, and the Feidi-z native to the Chinese Federation piloted by the French Air Force, who had joined the battle, the bf-109 had already gained an air superiority.

However, their dive from the high altitude cloud immediately caused the pilots of the BF-109 fighter jets to be attacked.

In Tang Xiaoan's eyes, some bf-109s dragged flames toward the sea. More bf-109s were forced to give up their pursuit and flew distorted routes to avoid the enemy planes rushing out of the clouds.

"My dear brothers from Hell, it seems that the brothers below need our help!"

Amid the young, slightly proud and lazy commands, six Feidi-z of the Satan team with the Satan badge, launched an attack on the Allied fighter jets that rushed to Zengyuan.

At this time, the sky above the English Channel was like an oil painting drawn by a beginner. Even the painter was only as old as 7 to 8 years old.

The black smoke representing the bombed fighter plane was erratic in the sky, crossing the trajectory of the sky, just like Zeus's tilted lightning.

Groups of fighter jets seemed to rushed to the south to avoid the fierce north wind. They tilted their bodies and sprayed their tongues of fire.

Chasing each other, they entangled from high altitude to near the sea, or in that brave dive, climbing into the most gorgeous flowers in the sky.

The white life umbrella continued to increase in the sky as both sides invested their troops. On the coast, the goddess of storm introduced by the Germans rushed to the sea, and the Allied life-saving crew also left the coast.

The fighter jets responsible for cover on both sides were entangled almost immediately. On the low-altitude sea, the battle between fishing and anti-fishing fighter pilots immediately began to take off.

On the contrary, the fighter pilots who were knocked down and sitting on the rubber boats had time to light a cigar and relax. At the same time, if you see the other fighter pilot, you can also wave your fists and tell them that we will see you next time!

The six fighter jets of Satan's team maintained their formation. They rushed down from the clouds at high altitude with enough airspeed and cut through the sky like lightning.

When facing the enemy's large group of aircraft, the fighter pilots of the Satan team, who were specially trained, shot long shots one by one.

The 12.7mm machine guns on the six fighter jets formed a complete killing fan, while the 25mm machine gun exploded into black fire balls on the side of the enemy's fuselage.

Almost as the Satan team opened fire, some American Flying Team's P-47 blitz and P-38 fighters dragged their flames toward the sea. However, the flying dys-z of the French Flying Team behind them were full of courage and immediately chased each other with the Satan team's fighter jets.

However, they soon realized that this team using Satan as the fuselage had more than just pride. Their flight actions reminded the pilots of the French Flying Team immediately of the kings of the two air knights who dominated the air in the last World War - the Satan Eagle and the Red Duke.

Some small temptations and skillful circles immediately caused the flying French flying-z fighter jets to lose their status as pursuers.

Then, when the French fighter jet passed the golden three seconds of the sight, Tang Xiaoan pulled the trigger.

"Dangdang..."

Two short dot shots, plus a 25mm machine cannon shell, easily sent the other party to the sea.

In a short while, Tang Xiaoan judged that his teammates had all gained from the cheers of his headphones.

However, if you look around, you will find that the air battle over the English Channel has reached a white-hot level today. Both sides have sent a large number of Chinese-source fighters, and there is no sign of a winner being identified on the battlefield.

"It seems today...brothers, we are going to work harder!"

He finished speaking and Miss Lisa's scream came from his headphones.

"Lister is careful..."

Tang Xiaoan smiled bitterly, believing that if Lisa had not opened a special call channel with him, these exclamations would probably have become the material for everyone to laugh at.

In Lisa's sharp scream, a trace of danger came into the corner of Tang Xiaoan's eyes. Almost at the same time, the sharp whistling of the jet pierced the cockpit of the fighter and reached Tang Xiaoan's ears wearing headphones.

Subconsciously, the joystick in Tang Xiaoan's hand tilted to one side. The fighter immediately deflected his body, just as his godfather taught him.

"When you find danger coming, sideways over the fuselage and quickly make the necessary steering maneuver, it is your only hope to escape the sudden attack!"

The fighter flexibly turned the fuselage, then followed by a small hover, and immediately began to dive down.

"Head, you are at 4 o'clock behind you..."

In the headphones were the shouts of his own wingman Hoffman, which made Tang Xiaoan a little dizzy. He breathed the air in his mask in big mouths, especially when performing sharp maneuvering flights, which was very likely to have dangerous states of black vision or red vision.

"chug……"

The sound of shooting came from behind not far away, and Tang Xiaoan shrank down his neck. A series of bullets with tracer bombs slid past the side of his fuselage.

For the first time, when facing an enemy plane attack, his calm heart beat a few more times.

"Come on, you muddy boy, let you see how the Satan Eagle and the son of the Red Duke drove you out of heaven..."

He muttered in his heart, and he remained alert, although he did not reveal his true secrets at such a moment.

At this moment, the w-f1 jet fighter is chasing him. The extremely strong maneuverability allows this fighter to continuously dive - attack - pull up - dive - attack when facing a piston fighter... such attack methods.

So far, in addition to overjet fighter attacks, piston fighters that are chased by jet fighters, even fighters with stable speed and maneuverability like Feidi-z often cannot gain any advantage.

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The fire tongue sprayed out from the tail nozzle of the w-f1 fighter. It can be seen that the fighter pilot was not an easy person to give up. The attack method he used was undoubtedly a common method for jet fighters.

"Okay, you stupid guy, do you want to do it again?"

While saying these words, Tang Xiaoan continued to hover and descend. He did not dare to dive in a straight line, otherwise he would be shot by the jet fighter pilot at a simple point and sent into the waves of the English Channel.

The gray sea surface of the sea is getting closer and closer, which is increasingly in line with Tang Xiao'an's requirements.

In such a situation, escaping seems to be Tang Xiaoan's only choice. Especially when flying at zero altitude close to the sea, it often causes the jet fighter pilots to give up this laborious attack.

At this time, Tang Xiaoan raised his head. He was not afraid of being attacked. He was just waiting for a chance to get him a "golden three seconds". He believed that a short "golden three seconds" could allow him to get his first jet record.

The re-climbed w-f1 fighter turned the nose at this time, and Tang Xiaoan's wingman was thrown away at this time and was entangled by other Allied fighter jets.

The British pilots who can fly the W-F1 fighter jet are also the best among piston fighters. However, in recent air combat, the advantages of the W-F1 fighter jet against the piston fighter jet have made him somewhat careless.

Looking at the sea surface, Fei Di-z, who was curved and flying like a sea snake, the British pilot's mouth curled up with a sneer.

This is a method that piston fighters often choose when they are attacked by jet fighters. Flying near-earth at zero altitude can avoid secondary attacks when jet fighters climb.

"Boy, dive again, dive again, I can send you to hell..."

The joystick in his hand drives the wings, and the w-f1 fighter began to dive again with a sharp roar.

The fighter jet with the Satan emblem in his eyes was still serpenting to avoid attacks from above.

As jet fighter pilots, most people have learned how to deal with this situation. Therefore, Tang Xiaoan's actions will not attract the special attention of this British jet fighter pilot.

The only thing that caught his attention was the Satan emblem. As the Feidi-z driven by Tang Xiaoan became clearer in his sights, the British fighter pilot was ready to shoot.
Chapter completed!