Chapter 490 Eagles Over North Africa (Season 6)

@@@@@@@ "November 13th, sunny."

"It's another sunny day, but I like the sun today."

"Because I'm ready!"

After Zhu Houbin quickly wrote a few words in his notebook, he stuffed it to his good friend Xiaohe, who patted his beloved war eagle and asked, "Xiao He, is the machine gun ready?"

"Don't worry, it's enough to kill four or five Italian planes!"

In the temporary base camp set up by Enville, east of Bengazig, Zhu Houbin and Xiao He began to inspect the battle eagle before departure.

Everything is intact. The only thing he hates is the light machine gun on the top of the nose. The 250-round bullet box is enough, but I'm really not used to this shooting method. According to the test, it really needs some luck to hit the other party accurately.

Fortunately, the aircrews finally came up with a special shell collection box, otherwise the scattered shell shells alone would kill themselves.

After sitting in the cabin and looking at the long yellow sand outside, he couldn't help but feel a trace of expectation and tension.

This is a real actual combat. Although the opponent is not good and the equipment is not the same level, the actual combat is actual combat. No one knows what kind of trouble they will encounter. What's more, the weather and environment here is not much better than Kuwait, which is also a great test for the stability of the aircraft itself.

For a year, he and his friends have been waiting for this day, waiting for an opponent to appear in the sky.

Now, the Italian pigeons are coming!

Zhu Houbin shook his head and put aside his distracting thoughts. Today, his task is to work with the captain to help Enver's army detect the port of Burega 50 kilometers away. It is said that a number of Italian planes were found there, and two large airships appeared yesterday.

If that's the case, I can meet a good opponent today!

The war eagle slowly left the big tent under the push of the aircrew. The dry sand provided the best take-off flat ground. After the aircrew turned the propeller hard, the engine immediately emitted a black smoke, and the sudden sound was like someone hitting the iron in his ear.

After Zhu Houbin quickly put on his helmet and windshiel, he just raised his thumb to the aircrew to indicate that he could take off, the captain Tian Yun's fighter had begun to start. As the No. 1 Condor quickly got rid of the restrictions of the earth, he also pushed the throttle lever to the bottom.

The violent sound of fried beans burst out of the engine, and the propeller fanned the surrounding sand everywhere. As the speed became faster and faster, the plane began to bump violently. It was not until he felt the lift that he suddenly pulled up the plane.

The roaring wind was wrapped in fine grains of sand, which made my cheeks hurt. To get rid of this trouble, it must rise quickly. After climbing to 500 meters, the interference of sand and dust gradually disappeared.

At this time, the sky is as blue as a wash, but looking down is like another scene. The vast desert is like a golden stall, constantly extending to the sky.

Seeing Zhu Houbin take off smoothly, Tian Yun leaned over with the No. 01 vulture. When the wings of the two planes were approaching, he pointed to himself, and then quickly flew to the coast.

There was no radio help, so everyone returned to the way of sign language communication in the sky. Seeing this gesture of the representative following him, Zhu Houbin also hurriedly slanted the pole. The war eagle quickly circled in the sky, and then flew west along the coastline--

"Hi, Gavotti, well done."

"I heard that you bombed those Ottomans with cannonballs." In front of several planes behind the Italian position on the west side of Port Braga, two Italian second lieutenants talked and laughed, talking about more than a dozen days of pigeon reconnaissance aircraft dropping shells.

"It's nothing. It's a pity that there are too few shells. Next time I decide to bring a basket." Gavoti waved his hand with a smile and asked, "Moy Zuo, how's your Newport?"

"Thank you, it's all right." Moi waved his hand with a smile. He was flying a Newport plane. Not long ago, he was hit by several bullets. Fortunately, it was only the wings. Otherwise, God would know what it would be, so he secretly congratulated twice before asking, "Gavoty, have you heard about the navy?"

Speaking of the navy, Gavoti's slightly proud smile suddenly disappeared, nodded and became excited: "Yes, damn it!"

"Those yellow pigs actually handed over three battleships to Osman. God, they also lied that it was a pre-war deal! The poor Roma and Margaret are so wronged!" "

"And our naval department didn't know anything in advance. These bastards, I heard that the foreign minister has protested to the Chinese. Fortunately, General Nielsa has blocked the Dardanelles Strait, otherwise we wouldn't have chatted here!"

"Yes, I also heard that the Admiralty has decided to build another four battleships to make up for the losses."

Seeing that Gavetti was so excited, Moy Zuo had to wait until he finished before continuing to ask, "What a regrettable day, but what I want to talk about is not the Battle of Trick, but the Chinese plane."

"Airplane?" Gavoti thought for a while and suddenly patted his head: "You mean the one Alfonso met?"

"Yes." Moi Zuo looked solemn: "It's much faster than us, and it's flexible, and it even got on Alfonso's plane!"

"So I'm worried that the Chinese will also sell planes when they sell battleships?"

"What's so to worry about?" Gavati smiled and leaned against the plane to look at the beautiful sky. He smiled and said, "Moy Zuo, you think too much. If the Chinese sell the plane, why haven't we seen it now? And it's too far from Istanbul, and it's impossible to fly here with a plane.

"That's true." Moi thought for a thought. Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly saw two huge airships rising in the distance. He was surprised and said, "What is Andrew going to do?"

"Don't you hear about bombing the Ottoman position outside the port? A guy named Enville from Germany has formed a resistance alliance in Cyrenaica and is recruiting soldiers to defeat us.

"Defeat us? Do you rely on those farmers? "Idiot!"

"You're right, so Andrew said he was going to teach them a profound lesson." Looking at the two airships slowly taking off, Gavorty smiled: "That guy, loaded three meals of explosives!" After saying that, he grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and was about to play, but suddenly found that something flashed behind the airship.

"Three tons? God bless those poor guys!"

Moy Zuo, who was praying for the Ottoman soldiers, was suddenly pushed down. He only saw Gavotti pointing to the sky behind the airship and shouting, "What is that?"

When Moi turned his head and looked at it, an ominous feeling suddenly rose in his heart. When the two black spots were getting closer and closer, his face suddenly froze. He ran to the plane desperately and shouted, "Damn it, it's a Chinese plane!"

"Chinese aircraft? How did they fly here? Gavati stayed for a while, and then shouted, "These damn pigs, they really sold the plane to Osman. Damn it, fly up and inform Andrew!"

Gavoti and Moy started the plane quickly, and then put a pistol in their waist. With their efforts, the two planes began to slowly taxi along the road.

In the airship, Andrew is looking down to view the map. He has loved this big baby so much. Although this is a product that imitates the bastard country that just helped the Ottomans sink two domestic battleships, it still can't change this love.

Especially when he saw the shells full of shells in the cargo compartment, he was excited all over. It was because of this big guy in Tripoli that he beat the Ottomans away, and now he can kick the buttocks of another batch of bastards.

The buzzing sound of the engine was particularly beautiful in Andrew's ears. When his fingers had just found the place to be bombed, he suddenly shouted from the pod: "Andrew, come on, it's Osman's plane!"

"Idiot, the Ottomans don't have planes." Andrew got up lazily and grabbed the monocular. Of course, he was not ready to check. If he wanted to use this to teach the random observer a lesson.

But when he swayed to the porthole and swept the observer's fingertips, he was stunned.

I only saw that two planes with the Ottoman logo on the airframe were approaching quickly. One of them was even parallel to himself. The guy sitting inside was wearing a helmet and eyes, which made people unable to see clearly, but the aircraft was indeed the Ottoman flag.

"Why does the enemy have a plane?" Before Andrew could figure out how the Ottomans had a plane, he saw one of them flying away to his partner, and the pilot in front of him suddenly waved to him.

"Is he greeting me?" Andrew looked at the observer and subconsciously waved with a smile to prepare to give the enemy a good memory, but suddenly he saw the beckoning guy stretching out his hand, and then suddenly twisted the iron pipe on the nose and aimed at himself.

"That's it!" Andrew subconsciously looked at the ammunition compartment next door, and his face suddenly turned gray: "Machine." Before he finished shouting the word machine gun, he saw a fire tongue suddenly spewing out on the Ottoman plane.

"Dad""

The crisp sound of the machine gun was stirred with the roar of the engine. He was afraid that the bullet was not powerful enough. Zhu Houbin still held the trigger for ten seconds and kept swinging the muzzle to open a few more holes for the huge airbag.

A series of bullets swept into the hard shell of the airship and drilled through the airbag. When a bullet rolled into the steel wire used for reinforcement inside, the tragedy happened!

I only saw a flame suddenly rushing out of the airship, and then spread to the whole boat in just a few seconds. The flames that rushed out were so scared that Zhu Houbin hurriedly deflected the fuselage to avoid the spitting fire.

On the ground, countless Italian soldiers and ordinary people saw this terrible scene, as if a new orange sun suddenly appeared in the sky. When the other airship also burned a few seconds later, everyone was stunned, leaving only one thought in their minds.

"God!"

The airship that lost its airbags was like an iron piece, not to mention that there were several tons of explosives in them. When the two airships hit the ground, they made two loud noises almost at the same time, which stunned Moj Zuo and Gavati, who had just taken off.

I only saw two huge mushroom clouds rising from the ground. In the thick black smoke, the two Ottoman planes shuttled back and forth around the mushroom clouds like foraging falcons, and then.

"Get out of here!"

Gavoti shouted at Moizuo not far away. When Moizuo finally came to his senses and followed his fingertips, he only saw that the two Ottoman planes had flown towards him.

"Get out of here!" After shouting again, Gavoti immediately turned around and was ready to leave, but his speed was too slow. Seeing that the enemy was about to catch up with him, he quickly pulled out his pistol and was ready to teach the bastard a lesson. When he felt a gust of wind passing by his ear, and his plane shook quickly as if he had lost his balance.

"Damn it, he's faster than me!" In just a few minutes, Gavotti was already sweating. He finally stabilized the plane with his hands on the vertical pole. He saw another Ottoman plane in the distance, which suddenly circled behind Moy's left, and then spit out a series of fire tongues!

God, who the hell are they!

Countless bullets hit Moi's Newport, directly hitting the left wing into several big holes, and quickly losing its height. Fortunately, it's not far from the ground. Moy Zuo is a lucky guy. Last time he avoided bullets from the ground, and this time he should be able to do it.

Gavoty pulled the vertical pole hard and looked around to find the guy who attacked him, but when his eyes turned to Moi's left, who was about to reach the ground again, he only felt that his heart was about to jump out, and his eyes were quickly covered with blood.

Because he saw that the plane with a machine gun circled behind Moy's left, and this time the goddess of luck was also completely scared away. The flames from the nose directly penetrated the wooden wing with countless bullets, and then swept into Moi's left cockpit.

Newport is like a drunken tramp, plunged into the yellow sand.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!" Gavoti pulled out his pistol and kept pulling the trigger at the departing Ottoman plane, but after a few shots, a sudden sound came from behind him.

Turning his head, the guy who had just chased him came out of nowhere. This time, it was less than ten meters away from his tail. Before he could raise his gun, he saw the fire gushing and tore everything up in an instant.

In just ten minutes, two airships full of explosives and two planes that had frightened the Ottomans before became fragments of the ground, which stunned even the experienced Italian soldiers.

When they were still in the shock of the scene just now, the two vultures had already flown over them and ran out a series of grenades.

"Boom." A series of explosions rose from the ground, and the Italian soldiers enjoyed the preferential treatment they had given to the enemy a few days ago. When they finally woke up and raised their guns, the two war eagles had already risen to unimaginable heights and began to return.

The soldiers looked at the sky in horror, but they did not know what the first air war in human history in Port Braga predicted.

On November 14, the twelve bald eagles tied the grenade into four groups and visited the port of bredga again. The dense bombs made the Italian soldiers suffer a lot.

On November 15, five planes that had just been reinforced from Tripoli joined the reconnaissance and surveillance in the air, but they were attacked again from the sky in the evening. In addition to one forced landing, the other two were shot down, and the other two stopped on the ground were also roaring bald eagles with grenades. It was blown into a wooden board.

On November 25, after a long ground transportation, six bald eagles suddenly appeared over Tripoli, shot down two Italian reconnaissance aircraft, and repeated the scene of Port Braga, causing the three Italian airships to turn into fire.

Although the Italian army also has planes, due to the short flight distance and the lack of weapons, there is no way to compete with it, and I can't find the other party's nest, so I can only watch this mysterious flying force inform the North African sky.

Under the guidance of a wave of vultures, Enver immediately launched a large number of Arab guerrillas and launched a counterattack against the Italian army. In just over ten days, more than 3,000 Italian soldiers were killed and captured, and successfully ignited the struggle against Italian aggression in North Africa.

What happened here in just a dozen days caused a strong sensation in Europe. Italy immediately made the strongest protest after receiving information that these planes and the people flying them came from Xinhua. However, Feng Qi also immediately showed that those pilots were hired by Mohammed V, and the planes were also After their own evidence and agreement, Italy could only vent all its anger on Osman.

In addition to dispatching tens of thousands of troops to North Africa again, 40 more aircraft were also sent at the same time, and these aircraft were also equipped with machine guns. They decided to teach the Chinese a good lesson.

A real air tug-of-war broke out!

According to the statistics after the fact, in the years before the agreement between the Ottoman Empire and Italy, 48 vultures attacked and participated in 600 battles, of which more than 70% were reconnaissance and guidance, including supporting the ground, providing reconnaissance for the Ottoman guerrillas, attacking Italian positions, etc., and 30% were against. The strangulation of Dali aircraft.

In a few months, this force from Xinhua, composed of flight enthusiasts, let the world see the power of the aircraft. They shot down a total of 213 Italian aircraft and airships, dropped more than 2,000 simple bombs on Italian positions and camps, and even created an Italian torpedo. The impressive record of the boat injury.

Of course, the months-long continuous battle also scarred them. Not only did they lose 37 vultures, 8 of which were shot down, and the rest had to be given up due to mechanical failures, but also lost 7 comrades-in-arms.

In order to prevent the wreckage from falling into the hands of the Italians, the accompanying Nighthawk special team and local guerrillas also made their best to ensure that no engine fell into the enemy.

This scene in North Africa made the world see the value of aircraft, and there was another target in the smoke of gunpowder in Europe.

France, Germany, the United Kingdom, Italy and other countries have begun to purchase a large number of aircraft and recruit pilots. Because Europe has started slowly in this regard, everyone has begun to look for foreign aid.

The first to take action was Germany. Taking advantage of the good relationship of the last loan, it purchased 300 F2 enhanced models at a time, and the United Kingdom also purchased 300 aircraft. The Ottoman Empire, which did not pay attention to aircraft, purchased 500 aircraft at a time due to its lack of processing and imitation capabilities, and also invited Xinhua pilots. Be a teacher.

For Li Mo and Xinhua, in addition to thousands of orders driving the aircraft industry, the technology is simply a great gain, because after a large number of valuable first-hand combat data are continuously sent back to China, the long-troubled engine technology has been greatly improved.

From materials to wings, from cockpit layout to tactical research, and then to the last core engine, hundreds of engineers find a way to solve it almost every day, and then told the North African Eagles to solve the experiment on the spot by radio and fax. If it really doesn't work, just let the navy send a light patrol to arrive at high speed and install and adjust it. Try it, and then the problem will be solved.

Cycle!

Use real war as an experimental field to continuously cycle and improve. In this cycle, a variety of new technologies begin to appear, such as the emergence of air flameout, and the emergence of air bomb ignition technology.

There is a pressurized oil circuit system in the subduction pipeline without oil supply.

The use of engine exhaust gas increase technology has also been tested on the battlefield.

During the violent rollover, the fuel overflow in the engine carburator caused the flameout problem, which also led the engineers to invent the in-cylinder direct injection system.

After the problem that the air-cooled engine is easy to wheeze in hot weather and difficult to reduce the temperature was raised, the liquid-cooled engine and the air-cooled engine with an improved heat dissipation system appeared at the same time.

Wait!

When the North African eagle returned to China with a proud record and a lot of almost scrap iron aircraft parts, when European countries finally increased their engine horsepower to 200 horsepower, and began to install external machine guns on the aircraft to study small bombs, a real monoplane in the Xinhua Empire Flight Research Center. Quietly took off from the flight research center.

In addition to technical breakthroughs, these seed pilots with actual combat experience have become the treasures of the air force and naval aviation. Their experience has allowed the two young troops to grow up.

Later generations of the United States always used small-scale wars as a testing ground for new weapons, and the small-scale war in North Africa also gave Li Mo a taste of the benefits. When he learned that the single-wing aircraft began to test flight, he immediately sent a telegram to McKinson, and then two keels were laid down in Dalian and Dandong at the same time.

Because the aircraft appeared on the battlefield began with the sea and air battle after the outbreak of the war between Osman and Italy, and the war in North Africa was also the first large-scale use of air force in human history, many people ruled the mysterious volunteer force from the Xinhua Empire with blood and sweat. The sky in North Africa lasted for several months, forcing Italy not to send more planes there. Italian soldiers had to look at the sky first when they went out.

"North African Eagle"...

(to be continued)