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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 1845 Head-to-Head Contest

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    In the northern part of Outer Mongolia, on the south bank of the Selenge River, the aerial battle between three fighter divisions of the Soviet Transcaucasus Military Region Air Force, ten fighter regiments of the Northern Flying Group of the ** Division, and more than 1,200 fighter jets turned into a head-to-head melee.  .

    Whether it was the routines of Major General Sashkov, the commander of the Soviet air formation, or the pre-designed tactics of Liu Cuigang, they all lost their effect because the two sides adjusted their deployments at any time. What is left are the pilots, courage, will, fierceness,  A battle of tactics and technology.

    Liu Cuigang¡¯s decapitation action did not achieve the result he wanted. Instead, he was surrounded by Soviet fighter jets. After a brief fight, Liu Cuigang¡¯s fighter plane was shot. All this happened in the blink of an eye.

    A heart-breaking pain came from his right shoulder, making Liu Cuigang's vision darken. The fighter plane began to tremble uncontrollably and plunged towards the ground. All the instrument pointers swayed crazily, and a wave of  Warm moisture flowed into the flight suit.

    Liu Cuigang shook his head hard to shake himself out of the dizzy state. His entire right arm was numb, and his right hand no longer obeyed his control. The earth expanded rapidly in front of his eyes. The fighter plane fell like a meteor with thick smoke, and two more followed behind him.  The Soviet fighter jets kept spitting out tongues of fire. Farther away, there were more than a dozen Soviet fighter jets. They turned around and rushed towards Liu Cuigang, regardless of the fierce attacks of their opponents.

    All Soviet pilots knew that this Soviet aircraft with five-pointed stars painted on its nose was a well-deserved ace pilot. Shooting him down would be beyond their imagination, both in terms of honor and military merit. But now he was injured.  Like a wounded tiger, although it doesn¡¯t know the Chinese proverb of ¡°take advantage of another¡¯s illness and take his life¡±, he is facing an opponent who has no ability to fight back.  The huge temptation in front of the military glory at one's fingertips attracted all the nearby Soviet fighter pilots.

    "Zero zero one!" The wingman pilot witnessed all this with his own eyes and screamed in heart-breaking pain. The Soviet fighter jet that got rid of the entanglement suddenly accelerated and rushed to the Soviet fighter jet that injured Liu Cuigang. Several aircraft  The machine guns fired in unison, the bullets jumping happily and drilling into the fuselage.  With a loud "Boom!", the Soviet pilot who had not yet had time to accept the congratulations of his companions, together with the fighter jet that had just made military exploits, exploded into a ball of fire in the sky.

    At this time, Liu Cuigang's fighter plane.  It almost reached the edge of complete loss of control and continued to fall to the ground.  Liu Cuigang overcame bouts of dizziness caused by blood loss.  He pulled the control column hard with his left hand and pushed hard on the rudder with his right foot. Due to the force and the large amount of blood loss, his face turned sallow and the pain on his right shoulder was as severe as a tearing wound.  The feeling of extreme weakness came over him uncontrollably, "Damn it, are you going to leave this matter in Lao Maozi's hands today?" He smiled mockingly.  think.

    Finally, less than a hundred meters above the ground, the engine roared again. A burst of long-lost power instantly brought a sense of rebirth. Liu Cuigang's fighter plane drew a long parabola with thick smoke.  He rushed into the sky again, but the two Soviet fighter jets that were chasing him were not so lucky. While chasing at full speed, they had no time to change their flight attitude and hit the ground with their heads. "Boom!" twice!  There was a loud noise, and a huge fireball rose from the ground.

    This extremely thrilling and critical scene fell into the eyes of the fighter pilots of both sides who were fighting fiercely. The impact on the Soviet pilots was shocking. Could it be that this Chinese was not a human being? In that case, there was nothing else but parachuting.  Choice, but he, driving a fighter jet that had been hit by an unknown number of bullets and was smoking, could still make such an ultra-low-altitude maneuver, and by the way, he killed two fighter jets that were chasing after him.

    Of course, it was shocking. The Soviet pilots did not want to miss such a good opportunity. They swarmed towards Liu Cuigang who was struggling to climb. They witnessed the commander's fighter plane being injured and almost falling. The Soviet pilots  Well, his eyes were red at that time, either he killed the opponent in front of him regardless of the danger, or he gave up the Soviet fighter jet that was chasing and could win immediately, or he quickly moved closer to the commander at the risk of being hit.  come over.

    The air combat battlefield was in chaos. However, the Soviet fighter pilots soon felt that the fighting style of the Soviet fighter pilots had changed. They no longer pursued skills, but acted like red-eyed desperadoes.  , driving a fighter jet flying at high speed, rammed straight towards it, and fired fiercely while ramming it. How should I put it, just like a group of wounded hungry wolves.

    The Soviet fighter pilots' desperate tactics quickly disrupted the Soviet position. No one wanted to fight a group of opponents who didn't take their lives seriously. The Soviet fighter pilots felt right.  .

    Liu Cuigang was injured and almost fell, which made all the pilots of the Army red-eyed. He was the commander who had dominated the northern sky for several years. In the minds of the pilots of the Northern Flying Group, he was a mountain that needed to be looked up to.  ,The pilots would rather take bullets for the commander than encounter any danger. Especially the six regiment commanders, whose eyes were bloodshot, shouted loudly on the communication channel: "Attention, all formations, protect us."  For the safety of the commander, kill all Soviet fighter jets that dare to attack the commander at no cost!"

    War is like this. When the forces are evenly matched and stalemate, the morale of the troops often plays a decisive role. The balance of the battlefield is broken. Under the ferocious attacks of the Soviet fighter pilots, the Soviet fighter jets continue to retreat, and even  , did not dare to fight with him, and adopted a wandering fighting method.

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

    His wingman pilot, who was flying a fighter plane with more than a dozen big holes in the wing, was closely guarding the surroundings. When he heard that the commander was going to fly the seriously injured fighter plane back to Cullen Airport, he felt anxious and shouted  : "Commander, your plane's flight condition is extremely unstable, you'd better parachute as soon as possible!"

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

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

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

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

    Kulun, the headquarters of the Outer Mongolia Border Guard, Tang Qiuli's temporary headquarters, "Ding, ring, bell!" The phone on the table rang rapidly. Wang Jun, chief of staff of the Outer Mongolia Border Guard, picked up the phone and didn't wait to finish listening.  After a few words, his face suddenly changed and he said: "I understand, report the situation at any time!"

    Putting down the phone, he looked at the surprised Tang Qiuli and said hurriedly: "Commander, we received a report from Cullen's ground air commander. Commander Liu Cuigang was injured in the air and is on his way back!"

    Tang Qiuli's face suddenly turned pale, his body shook, and he hurriedly asked: "How is Liu Cuigang's condition? Is he in danger?"

    Wang Jun shook his head and replied: "The specific situation is not clear yet. According to the report from the acting commander, Colonel Meng Qingpeng, Commander Liu's fighter jet and himself were both injured. It should be serious!"

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

    On the south bank of the Selenge River, the air battle continued. However, the balance of the battlefield had already tilted towards the aviation force of the ** Division. After the bomber formation was attacked by four fighter regiments of the ** Division, Major General Sashkov had to fight.  A division of fighter jets was mobilized from the inextricably fought battlefield to protect the bombers. As a result, the number of Soviet fighter jets on the main battlefield of the air battle was reduced by about half.

    Whether it was the number of fighters or the morale of the pilots, the Soviet fighter formation was immediately at a disadvantage. The situation of the first air battle reappeared. The Soviet fighter planes remaining on the main battlefield were immediately overwhelmed by forces several times their own.  The Soviet fighter jets were overwhelmed, and from time to time in the air, Soviet fighter jets were smashed into pieces in the air, or they whined, plunged to the ground, and exploded into a ball of fire.

    As for the Soviet bomber group, under the attack of the **Fighters, the bombing mission was very unsatisfactory. Not to mention the bombing accuracy, it was able to escape the fierce attack of the **Fighters and drop the bombs in the cabin.  It became very difficult to continue. The Soviet fighter jets that came to escort them, although they desperately intercepted the Japanese division's fighter jets and protected the bombers from completing their scheduled missions, they still could not change the status quo.

    Viewed from the air, the bombing quality of the Soviet bombers was really bad. The bombs were dropped, but the impact point was several kilometers away. However, a lot of bombs fell into the Selenge River, exploding water jets into the sky.  The day before, Soviet engineers had built a pontoon bridge, and all the wooden piles they had left behind had been blown up until not a single one was left.

    The situation in the air battle was developing more and more in a direction that was not conducive to the Soviet aircraft fleet. Major General Sashkov sighed in his heart. If the fight continues like this, the military region's air force will lose its strength.?, I¡¯m afraid I have to explain it all here!

    (To be continued) (To be continued)
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