But unfortunately, William soon had no time to worry about his colleagues, because a group of German fighters had already rushed towards him, and 12 single-wing Swallow fighters swooped down from the air and quickly. The two of them formed a combat team, and the two groups formed a wave, and then divided into three waves to dive down from the air and continued to attack William's team.&1t;/p>

Four planes quickly passed by William's side. The fierce attack of the first group made the comrades on the edge of their formation froze. Two British fighters decisively chose to dive and escape. This seemingly simple method actually made them lose half because the two aircraft behind had bitten the two targets of lowering altitude without authorization. The British were maneuvering first, and the dive energy would be exhausted soon and would soon be in a tragic state where the altitude was not enough. At this time, the possibility of the other party's survival was very low.&1t;/p>

At this time, William had no time to worry about the fate of these two rookies. The continuous dive attacks of the German fighter fleet shattered the British fighter squadron, and all aircraft were forced to fight on their own, while the opponent's utilization and energy advantages were free to advance and retreat.&1t;/p>

William is indeed a trump pilot who can survive the 50 air battles. Without the drag of the rookie, he fought with his wingman and his opponent in a team. With cautious maneuver and good level maneuver, he dodged the opponent's attacks again and again. Finally, he grabbed the opponent's operational mistake and bit the opponent's back. At this time, he had a height advantage of nearly 10 meter, and he could kill the opponent at a low energy level with just one dive.&1t;/p>

At this time, a blue figure appeared on his side. The opponent drew a graceful arc in the air before approaching. The angle change between the two sides was so huge that according to William's experience, such an opponent was just intimidating himself and not launching a truly threatening attack.&1t;/p>

However, this time, William was wrong. The other party fired a deviant angle shot from an almost impossible angle! It was more like a calculation, and it was a feeling, an instinctive intuition formed after experiencing too many air battles! At a distance of 30 meters, a series of bullets drew an arc in the air like a whip, and then chased William's plane like a rattlesnake. In the end, the sharp poisonous snake bit a bit in the cockpit position, and counted large-caliber machine gun bullets through the back of the seat and drove William into a ball of minced meat!&1t;/p>

"Goring, this is your 35th victory, right?" The wingman next to him congratulated Goring who had just finished shooting.&1t;/p>

"Yes, I'm already the number one in the brigade, but I still can't compare with the Red Baron." Goering said with regret when he looked at the fallen British fighter. Even though the man who is known as the God of Air War no longer appears on the front line, his record still cannot be broken!&1t;/p>

"Look, one of our planes was shot down again!" a British man pointed at William's landline and said.&1t;/p>

"Stop looking there, look at Buckingham Palace! The German bombers are almost over the palace, and our knights are fighting one after another!" At this time, a British man standing on the roof to watch the battle said loudly. A few minutes later, the first round of the London Turkey Massacre was staged!&1t;/p>

"Storm up! When the targets are filled with your scope, fire and kill them!" After repeating what the instructor said, Scock drove his camel plane and rushed to the monster in the distance with his teammates. The German fighter's first interception killed at least three British fighters, but most of his teammates rushed over. Seeing the brother next to him being blown up by the dense rain of bullets in the air, Scock felt deeply afraid. He gently lowered his degree and fell behind the aircraft group!&1t;/p>

"God, I feel like we are infantry rushing towards the machine gun position!" When the distance was approaching 50 meters, when the British looked at the German bomber group opposite like a wall and the dense machine gun turrets above, a sense of powerlessness and fear grabbed their hearts!&1t;/p>

4oo meters! The German machine gun defense array finally exploded, hundreds of machine guns aimed at the squadron with only 1o aircraft left, and there were bullets flying over from the front, back and left and right. The brass shell fell from the air like raindrops. A wall made of bullets was almost parallel to propel. It flooded the British fighter jets on the front like magma gushing out of the volcanic explosion!&1t;/p>

The British fighter in front was dismembered within 3 seconds. At least hundreds of large caliber machine gun bullets hit the poor guy. The sound of metal and wooden boards tearing was completely covered by the whistling of bullets. People only saw the plane instantly turning into a burning fireball and then exploded. Countless fragments flew towards their colleagues next to them. One of the British fighter that was closer was directly knocked out half of the wings.&1t;/p>

Scock was afraid at the last moment, and he flew in the plane and turned around on the edge of the German firewall. After escaping, he saw the last encounter between his colleagues!&1t;/p>

"Everyone struggled in the rain of bullets of the Germans. The Germans shot a group of flame barriers that were almost insurmountable on our way forward. We rushed up like moths and then were instantly defeated. Some people wanted to get out of this deadly fire net. However, no matter how he flew, there were always bullets following up like maggots on the tarsal bones. The explosion of the plane kept coming, and the pilot was shot directly in the plane, and he couldn't even jump. Some of us rushed to the shooting distance, but the weak counterattack had no effect. Except for leaving a few bullet holes on the opponent's body, everything was as usual. After the battle, we had 13 aircraft in a squadron, and only three of us returned to the base alive. Including me, a coward." Scock confessed after the war.&1t;/p>

In order to preserve the last dignity of the British Empire, British fighter jets were captured one after another. Although there were escapees like Scock, in general, the courage of the British was still worthy of respect. Hundreds of planes flew up and down over London, forming a firefighting zone that stretched for more than ten kilometers in the air. Groups of British fighters kept hovering, charging, breaking away and repeating the project. The German aircraft group used the box formation of the bomber swarm as bait to attract the British firepower, while the fighter jets happily hunted and killed opponents on the periphery. In order to prevent accidental injury, German fighter jets never approached the area within 80 meters of the box formation.&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!