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The food supply at the rear was still not shipped, so Lin En had to close his eyes and not look at his companions who were lucky enough to drink hot soup - there might be only a few leaves and a little bread crumb inside, but it was already precious in this harsh position! Not long after, people suddenly heard panic shouts from the ears. When Lin En got up from the trench, the shrill and melodious whimper of the hand-cranked air defense alarm had also sounded.

In sight was a team of dark green fighters flying low altitude. Lynn narrowed his eyes and tried to identify whether they belonged to fighters or attack aircraft. At this moment, someone suddenly cheered in the trenches and turned his head. Two gray-green camouflage-painted fighters flew from the opposite direction. They were light and agile, and they looked very fast. In a blink of an eye, they passed over the position. The iron cross logo under the wings looked like the stars in the night!

The first time I saw the figure of our own fighter plane in two days, many soldiers in the trench joined the cheering ranks, and some were waving their arms excitedly. The two German fighters rushed towards the Soviet fleet with a pleasant buzzing sound and made the "da da da" sound of cannons. Since it was daytime, when I stood on the ground and looked up, I could only vaguely identify the traces with tracer bullets, and they headed straight for the Soviet fleet in front. In this moment, the six Soviet fighters swung their wings and turned sharply to dodge, and the German aircraft's first shooting did not shoot an enemy aircraft. This made the German soldiers watching the battle on the ground, including Lin Neng, who was in the trench, hung their hearts. The two at an absolute disadvantage in terms of quantity

The German aircraft quickly pulled up, and their speed and posture seemed much pleasing to the eye than the opponent. After forming a tactical formation of two aircraft one after another, they stared at one of the dark green fighter jets and followed. The Soviet fighter was also trying to climb, but found that they were targeted, so they changed to a flat flight and turned rapidly. This move was very effective. The other dark green fighter jets quickly adjusted their direction and flew towards the one-sided fighter jet with their "tails". At the critical moment, the leading German fighter jet opened fire first, and lasted for four or five seconds to make the Soviet fighter jet folded its wings in the sky. It rolled and fell to the ground like a broken wing bird, and finally landed in the open field, turning into a large fireball in a loud bang.

The German soldiers watching the battle on the ground suddenly burst out with cheers, and Lin Neng's heart was also a little excited. From the scene, the German fighter jets from appearing to winning the first result was simply smooth. On the other hand, the number of Soviet fighter jets with a three-to-one advantage did not have bombs or auxiliary fuel tanks that affect speed and maneuverability under the belly, but the reaction seemed to be half a beat slower. If the tactics were appropriate, it would be possible for German fighter jets to win two and six, right?

As soon as the thought hidden in his heart emerged, Lin En was immediately hit: the Soviet fighter jets that surrounded him fired one after another. The sound of machine guns like fried beans was continuous and crisp. The German fighter jet in the lead immediately made a side-rolling maneuver, but the reaction behind seemed to be half a beat slower, and then fell into the enemy's fierce rain of bullets.

With great reluctance, the German officers and soldiers watched their fighter planes also fall with smoke.

Gone are the era when the Luftwaffe dominated Europe!

Before the plane crashed, the German pilot finally jumped on the parachute in time. The white parachute flower bloomed in the air, but with an indelible sentiment. The Soviet fighter did not snipe the parachute pilot, but chased another German fighter. The absolute disadvantage of one to five did not make it flee in a panic. The agile war eagle rolled in the air like a juggling, making people feel as if they saw the knight trapped in the enemy battle formation and trying hard to avoid swords and guns. With the pilot's calm operation and the superior performance of the fighter itself, it even found the opportunity to attack again and fired. However, this attack not only failed to kill the opponent, but was found by other Soviet aircraft, and finally ended up as bleak as its companions.

This air battle, which was not monotonous, lasted only less than five minutes, but its wonderful depth was far more than the air show decades later. Looking at the second German fighter jet that was shot and fell, Lynn's mood was extremely depressed - what does it mean that an arm cannot bear the thigh? With such a situation, even if he replaces the head of state in Germany, he will have no way to turn the tide!

The only glimmer of hope also disappeared under the rising sun, and Lin En had to carefully consider the current situation and future path of this bad time travel.

The air battle ended, but the battle did not end there. As the German soldiers were clamoring, the dark green war eagles dived down. Even without bombs, they could kill the defenders on the positions with machine guns and machine guns. A series of bullets roared from the air, and large pieces of dust and mud were suddenly stirred up on the trenches and the surrounding ground. In a hurry, Lin Neng directly shrank at the bottom of the trenches like most soldiers. However, before the effective air defense firepower was formed, Soviet fighters almost fired low-altitude along the trenches. In order to avoid linear damage caused by artillery bombardment, the trenches were deliberately dug into a winding "bow" shape. If not, Soviet fighters could even kill soldiers in an accurate horizontal strafing!

Curled up, closed his eyes, and let the bullets roar in his ears. At this moment, Lin En had no choice but to return his destiny to the master of this world. At one moment, he suddenly felt that the most terrible thing was not death, but being at a loss on the edge of life and death; at one moment, the soil stirred by the bullets splashed on his face and hands, and he thought he was about to play over, but he actually let go of distractions in his heart; at one moment, he suddenly felt that he missed his family and friends so much, missed everyone who was good or bad to him, and sincerely prayed to God to let him return to his time, even if he had a life of thirty years.

Time flowed slowly in the torture, and the sound of machine guns was still roaring, but it sounded from nearby places, and the rumbling sound of cannons was "late", and the explosion of fireworks overshadowed the mechanical buzzing that had been shrouded in the head. Gradually, people shouted and spoke again in the trenches. Although none of them could be understood by Lin Neng, he knew in his heart that he had survived another disaster. When he opened his eyes, he saw a scene like hell on earth: the remains of the dead and the injured to varying degrees could be seen everywhere in the trenches. Under the infiltration of blood, the ground became muddy!

"Are you okay?" Seeing the yellow hair beside him leaning against the trench wall in pain, Lin En said Chinese in a hurry, which sounded very different to him. Huang Hair just opened his eyes to look at him, his indifferent expression felt a dying numbness.

In his early years, he took a rescue course at school. Lin En knew some ordinary hemostatic bandage. Thinking that there were many injuries after the air strike, the rescue personnel who followed the army might not be able to come in a short period of time. He hesitated for a moment and finally moved forward. He observed directly that the location of the yellow-haired injured should be on his right arm. Blood had soaked most of the sleeves of the military uniform. Lin En tried to move the left hand that Huangmao covered the wound away, but his arms were stiff and kept in their original state. He had to increase the intensity and then barely moved his hand away. Then Lin En immediately found that the yellow-haired right arm and the flesh under his armpit were covered with blood. Through the torn clothes, he could even see that some flesh was obviously missing on his limbs...

I felt nauseous when I saw bloody scenes before, but when I was fully focused, Lin En had already abandoned these instinctive reactions far away. He imitated others to tear open the first aid kit he carried with me, stuffed the tourniquet into Huanghai's armpits, and pillowed his neck with his arms. During this process, Huanghai kept a numb expression and his eyes were a little dull, except for his white lips trembling slightly, and a few beads of sweat as big as beans slid down from his sideburns.

"Midizna!Midizna!"

Lynn summoned the medical soldiers loudly, and this was one of the few German words he learned in the past two days. The original intention of learning was to use them when he was injured, but he did not expect to use them on his companions.

He called out several times, but the medical staff was not seen. Suddenly, Huangmao grabbed Lin En tightly with his left hand, and his empty eyes seemed to penetrate everything and saw another world. His lips opened and closed, and he barely spit out a few vague words. The force used on his hand suddenly increased in an instant. Lin En's hand hurt very much, but he refused to pull it back. In fact, in just a moment, the hand that grabbed him lost its strength, while the weight of his arms increased a little.
Chapter completed!