Rebirth of the National Marshal

It was because of his outstanding performance in the last war that he was directly promoted to team leader after he came back, and five trainees were assigned to him. He had also seen the abilities of these five guys, and they were basically acceptable. This was mainly because the battlefield was very intense and the losses were severe, so these people did not have 200 hours of flying time. However, most of them had reached 180 hours, and the rest depended on their own growth.

"Everyone, open your eyes wide. The performance of your aircraft is many times better than theirs. You also have more time for training than them. I don't want to talk about their technology. Last time I also flew into the sky for the first time to fight with them, but you all saw the results I achieved. They are printed on my plane. If you also want this to be printed on your plane, you better try hard this time. It's either you die or I die." When Wang Hai finished speaking these words, he could already see a dark shadow below them.

From their position, it seems that there are quite a lot of them. However, there are more than 100 planes coming here, but no bombers are following. The bombers are all behind them, waiting for the fighters to finish the battle here before following them.

Basically every pilot knows that if they can seize the commanding heights during a battle, then they have basically won more than half the battle. Now, the Chahar local government's air force has already seized the commanding heights and is ready to go at a position about 2000 meters above the Soviet Air Force. Just a dive can cause huge losses to the Soviet Air Force, letting you bunch of bumpkins see that the yellow monkeys you look down upon can now beat you.

The Soviet pilots were singing their military songs loudly, preparing to give the Chinese a severe blow. Moreover, they were still dreaming about how to celebrate their victory after returning. They had already thought about how to drink the vodka and those beautiful waitresses.

Soviet women have a characteristic: if they are not married, they will be very beautiful. After getting married and having children, their flesh grows very quickly, so the youth of Soviet women is very short.

However, Soviet pilots are definitely the first choice for those beautiful waitresses. The treatment of the Soviet army was not high, but the treatment of pilots was still good, at least it could provide food for the whole family, so they were the objects of pursuit by those girls. As long as they had merits, their treatment would be increased, and it would be convenient for them to do whatever they wanted. It just so happened that these pilots were dreaming of this.

However, when their leader's plane was blown up in mid-air, no one was dreaming anymore. They hadn't figured out what was going on yet. The two planes in the front exploded in mid-air, and the plane behind them, following too closely, was directly in the explosion. When he rushed out through the smoke, he found that his wing had already started to catch fire, which was very close to the fuel tank.

"Well done. See? Their planes are so fragile. Just charge up and tear them apart." Wang Hai got off to a good start. His men were also very good. Two planes worked together to shoot down a plane. Their team won a standing ovation.

In just one encounter, the Soviet Air Force lost about five aircraft, while the Chahar Air Force did not lose a single aircraft. Of course, this was also due to the surprise attack, but if it was not for the surprise attack, would you not have lost aircraft? That was impossible. The huge fleets of both sides were instantly in a melee.

Many Soviet bombers wanted to stay away from this battlefield, because the flexibility of bombers could not be compared with fighters. If a fighter targeted them, they would die. There was no other result. But can you leave if you want? If it was that easy, how could this be called a battlefield?

The fighter pilots shouted at the bombers to leave because these bombers might affect them while they were fighting the enemy. As for the Chinese planes, they did not have this concern. If there was a bomber in front of them, they would most likely give up their target and fire a burst of bullets directly. The bomber would definitely go down with black smoke.

The mission of fighter jets is to escort bombers. If all these bombers are destroyed, what's the use of you achieving victory? What's more, you haven't achieved victory yet. The steel plate of the final modified bf109 is very thick. A 7.62mm bullet can only produce some sparks when hitting it. Of course, if you hit the cockpit, it is still very good and you may be able to shoot down the plane, but what are the chances of that?

Soviet bombers were like turkeys, flying down one after another. If there were troops on the ground, they would definitely be able to see this spectacular sight.

During World War II, there was a day called Turkey Hunt Day when American planes fought against Japanese Zero fighters. Today is probably similar to that day.

Just 20 minutes after the war started, more than 30 Soviet bombers were shot down in the sky, and about 20 Soviet fighter jets were also shot down. The Chahar local government air force lost less than three aircraft. This is definitely an astonishing number. Afterwards, someone did statistics and found that this group of Soviet pilots was even worse than the previous group of Soviet pilots.

Many Soviet people are asking questions. The last time, they were all pilots from the Far Eastern Military Region, and their training time was relatively short. This batch of pilots were from the Central Military Region in Europe. How come they are not as good as those pilots from the Far Eastern Military Region? What is going on? This is something that we need to ask the Soviet masters. A highly centralized central state is likely to cause corruption. The Soviet high-level officials embezzled all the training fees for these pilots.

As for what this money was used for, you can take a look at what those high-ranking Soviet officers wore, as well as some of the food and drinks. They ate and drank the same as the working people, but why were there all kinds of canned beef shipped from Europe, various fine wines from France, and even some socks from the United States on their tables?