Age of Rebirth

In the northern part of Outer Mongolia, on the south bank of the Selenge River, three fighter divisions of the Air Force of the Transcaucasus Military Region of the Soviet Union, ten fighter regiments of the Northern Flying Group of the Independent Division, and more than 200 fighter jets fought in the air. It became a head-to-head melee.

Whether it is the routine of Major General Sashkov, the commander of the Soviet air formation commander, or Liu Cuigang's pre-designed tactics, they all lose their effect because the two sides adjust their deployment at any time. What is left is the pilots, with courage, will, fierceness, Tactical and technical contests.

However, Liu Cuigang's beheading action did not achieve the result he wanted. Instead, he fell into the siege of Soviet fighter jets. After a short fight, Liu Cuigang's fighter jet was caught. All this happened in the blink of an eye.

A burst of heart-piercing pain came from his right shoulder, making Liu Cuigang's eyes go black, and the uncontrollable jule of the fighter jet trembled and plunged to the ground. All the instrument pointers swayed crazily, Warm and moist, flowing into the flight suit.

Liu Cuigang shook his head hard to get rid of the dizzy state. His entire right arm was numb, and his right hand was no longer in control. The Soviet fighter jets kept spitting out flames. Farther away, there were more than a dozen Soviet fighter jets, ignoring the fierce pounce of their opponents, turning around and rushing towards Liu Cuigang. [

All the Soviet pilots knew that the aircraft of the Independent Division with five-pointed stars painted on its nose was a well-deserved ace pilot. Shooting him down would be beyond his imagination in terms of honor and military exploits, but now he was shot down Injured, like a wounded tiger, although he doesn't know the Chinese saying "take his life while he is sick", he is incapable of fighting back against an opponent.In front of the military achievements that are at hand, the huge temptation has attracted all the nearby Soviet fighter pilots.

"Zero Zero One!" The wingman pilot witnessed all this with his own eyes, and let out a heart-piercing cry. He got rid of the entangled Soviet fighter, accelerated rapidly, and rushed in front of the Soviet fighter that injured Liu Cuigang. The machine guns fired at the same time, and the son jumped happily and got into the fuselage. "Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the Soviet pilots who had not had time to accept the congratulations from their companions, together with the fighter jets that had just made their achievements, exploded into a ball of fire in the air.

At this time, Liu Cuigang's fighter plane.Almost to the verge of losing control, it continued to fall to the ground.Liu Cuigang overcame the dizziness caused by blood loss.He pulled the control stick with his left hand, and slammed the rudder with his right foot. Because of the force and a lot of blood loss, his face was sallow, and the wound on his right shoulder was in severe pain.The feeling of extreme weakness came to his heart irresistibly, "Damn it, I'm going to leave it to the old Maozi today?" He laughed at himself.think.

Finally, at a height of less than 100 meters from the ground, the engine roared again, and a burst of long-lost power brought a feeling of new life in an instant. He rushed into the sky, and the two Soviet fighter jets chasing after him were not so lucky. When they were chasing at full speed, they had no time to change their flying posture, and hit the ground with their heads, "Boom!" There was a sound, and a huge fireball rose from the ground.

The thrilling, close-knit scene fell in the eyes of the fighter pilots of both sides who were fighting fiercely, and the impact on the Soviet pilots was shocking. Could it be that this Chinese is not a human being? In that case, there is nothing else but skydiving Choice, but he, driving a fighter that was hit by countless shots and smoked, could still make such ultra-low-altitude maneuvers, and by the way destroyed two fighters that were chasing after him.

Of course, the shock is the shock. The Soviet pilots didn't want to let go of such a good opportunity. They swarmed towards Liu Cuigang who was trying to climb up. They saw the commander's fighter plane was injured and almost fell. Are you the pilots of the Independent Division? , the eyeballs were red at that time, or killed the opponent in front of him regardless of the danger, or gave up the Soviet fighter that was chasing and could succeed immediately, or risked being hit, and quickly approached the commander .

The air combat battlefield was chaotic, but the Soviet fighter pilots could quickly feel that the fighting style of the fighter pilots of the independent division had changed. Instead of pursuing skills, they all acted like red-eyed desperadoes. Driving a fighter plane flying at high speed, it crashed straight into it, and fired viciously at the same time. How should I put it, it was like a group of wounded hungry wolves.

The pilots of the independent division quickly disrupted the Soviet army's position with their desperate style of play. No one wanted to fight desperately with a group of opponents who did not take their lives seriously. The feeling of the Soviet fighter pilots was correct.

Liu Cuigang was injured and nearly fell, which made all the pilots of the Independent Division red-eyed. He is the commander who has been flying across the northern sky for several years. In the hearts of the pilots of the Northern Flying Group, he is a mountain that needs to be looked up to. The pilots would rather take the commander's punches themselves than encounter any danger, especially the six regiment leaders, whose eyes were bloodshot, shouted in the communication channel: "Attention all formations, protect us!" For the safety of the commander, kill all Soviet fighters who dare to attack the commander, at any cost!"

This is how war is like this. In the case of a stalemate, the morale of the troops often plays a decisive role, and the balance of the battlefield is broken. Under the fierce attack of the fighter pilots of the independent division, the Soviet fighter jets continued to retreat. Even, He didn't dare to fight with him, and adopted a wandering fighting method.

Liu Cuigang raised his heavy eyelids, looked at the fighter jets that were constantly gathering around him, and with a difficult smile on the corner of his mouth, he almost said to himself: "These guys!" Then, with the greatest strength, he ordered: "Command Leave it to Meng Qingpeng, I'm going back!"

His wingman pilot, who was driving a fighter plane with more than a dozen large holes in its wing, was closely guarding the surroundings. When he heard that the commander was about to fly the seriously injured fighter plane back to Kulun Airport, he was very anxious and shouted : "Commander, the flight status of your plane is extremely unstable, you should quickly jump out!"

Liu Cuigang muttered in a low voice, "Damn it, I, Liu Cuigang, am not in the habit of throwing fighter jets yet!"

At this time, Meng Qingpeng, who commanded four fighter regiments and was beating up the Soviet bomber formation, felt his scalp tighten when he heard Liu Cuigang's order, and his heart beat wildly. His first reaction was, "The commander is injured!" After the transfer of command, he hurried to the fighter air combat battlefield with his wingmen, and what he saw was Liu Cuigang's fighter jet, which was still smoking, flying all the way south.

Meng Qingpeng hurriedly ordered: "The first regiment, send a brigade to escort the commander back to the voyage, and the rest of the troops will continue to attack the Soviet fighter group. Don't let them join the bombers!"

Then, he thought for a while, and opened the communication channel with the ground air finger, "Kulun air finger, I am Colonel Meng Qingpeng, the acting commander of the formation, to report a news. During the air battle just now, Commander Liu's plane was seriously injured. , is on the way back, judging from the situation, the commander himself is also injured, please prepare for rescue at the airport!"

Kulun, the headquarters of the Outer Mongolia Frontier Defense Army, Tang Qiuli's temporary headquarters, "Dingling!" The phone on the desk rang quickly, and Wang Jun, the chief of staff of the Outer Mongolia Frontier Defense Army, answered the phone before he finished listening. After a few words, his expression suddenly changed, and he said, "I see, report the situation anytime!"

Putting down the phone, looking at the surprised Tang Qiuli, he said in a hurry: "Master, I received a report from Kulun's air finger on the ground. Commander Liu Cuigang was injured in the air and is on his way back to the voyage!"

Tang Qiuli's face turned pale all of a sudden, his body shook, and he hurriedly asked: "How is Liu Cuigang's situation, is there any danger?" [

Wang Jun shook his head and replied: "The specific situation is still unclear. According to the report of the acting commander, Colonel Meng Qingpeng, Commander Liu's fighter jet and himself were both injured, and they should be very serious!"

"Crack!" Tang Qiuli smashed the pencil in his hand on the table, and shouted loudly toward the outside: "Huzi, prepare the car and go to the airport!" After speaking, the person had already walked out of the house.

On the south bank of the Selenge River, the air battle is still going on. However, the balance of the battlefield has been tilted towards the Air Force of the Independent Division. After the bomber formation was attacked by the four fighter regiments of the Independent Division, Major General Sashkov had to withdraw On the inextricably contested battlefield, fighter jets from a division were dispatched to protect the bombers. In this way, the number of Soviet fighter jets on the main battlefield of the air battle dropped sharply by about half.

In terms of the number of fighter jets and the morale of the pilots, the Soviet fighter jet formation was immediately at a disadvantage. The situation of the first air battle reappeared. In the air, from time to time, Soviet fighter jets were shattered into pieces by the volley, or screamed, and plunged to the ground, blasting into a ball of fire.

However, the bombing fleet of the Soviet Army, under the attack of the fighters of the Independent Division, completed the bombing mission very unsatisfactorily. Not to mention the bombing accuracy, it was able to escape the fierce attack of the fighters of the Independent Division and bombed the cabin. It also became very difficult. Although the Soviet fighters who came to escort the fighters desperately intercepted the fighters of the independent division and protected the bombers to complete the scheduled mission, they still could not change the status quo.

Seen from the air, the bombing quality of the Soviet bombers was really bad. The bombs were dropped, but the landing point was a few kilometers away, but quite a few bombs fell into the Selenge River, blowing up a column of water that shot up to the sky. The day before, Soviet engineers and soldiers built a pontoon bridge, and the wooden piles left behind were blown up to nothing.

The situation of the air battle is becoming more and more unfavorable to the Soviet aircraft fleet. Major General Sashkov sighed in his heart. If the fight continues like this, the air force of the military region will probably have to account for this bit of wealth!

(to be continued) (to be continued...)