"The British guy has no bullets!"

Lieutenant Carl Ebichhausen waved his fists and roared loudly, releasing his suffocating heartbeat. For the first time in his life, he felt like he was wandering on the brink of life and death.

"It's great. The British have been completely shot out. Now let you taste the taste of being shot down by Messmit!"

After escaping from death, Lieutenant Carl Ebichhausen had no scruples and made several 360-degree rolls one after another, allowing the fire to rush forward to him.

Sure enough, the fire without bullets pulled the rod to the left and flew toward the British mainland at a low altitude.

"I want to run!" Lieutenant Carl Ebichhausen changed the roll, pressed the rod back and pushed forward along the rod, and the nose pulled out an arc and flew onto the fire-breathing track, "You can't run!"

"There is no bullets in the fire..."

People on the sea also shouted.

They were cheering for the fire to shoot down one Messerchmitt just now, and the next second the fire was bitten by another Messerchmitt because there were no bullets.

The contrast is too great, and everyone who cheers is off guard.

While the fire continued to lower the press head, it continued to expand maneuver and escaped Messerchmit's counter-bite. The fighter was getting closer and closer to the sea. Without enough height, it restricted Messerchmit's dive tactics.

Lieutenant Carl Ebichhausen completely let go of his hands and hit a tiger without minions. He was fearless and could bite him firmly without any movement. His eyes wandered between the fire in front and the mount Revi C/12D sight.

The fire must continue to lower the flight altitude to the sea, 200 meters, 150 meters, 100 meters, 50 meters, 30 meters...

Lieutenant Carl Ebichhausen did not hesitate to follow, unless the fire plunged into the sea.

"Close...close...and closer...and closer little sheep..."

"Die!"

Lieutenant Carl Ebichhausen shouted and opened fire.

“Bangbangbang…”

Two 20mm cannons fired at the same time. The moment the shells pulled out a long line, he suddenly found that the S703 fire had disappeared from his eyes in advance. Then he felt something seemed to be covering the sunshine in the upper right corner of his body. Turning his face, he saw flames spewing from both sides of the S703 fire, while Messerchmidt's whole body trembled violently. A choking gasoline filled the cabin, making him unable to breathe. He immediately made an action that he had practiced hundreds of times - pulling the cabin door back and parachuting.

Messerchmit, who was flying low, dripped in water first and glided forward on the water surface. The resistance and buoyancy of the water slowed down. Finally, he plunged into the sea. The tail floated out of the water. The wing broke and the fire was still floating in the distance.

There were bursts of cheers coming from the sea, and one fire broke out and killed two Messerschmitts. This was a miracle.

"It's S703..."

“Yes, it’s S703 Fire Spit…”

"S703 fire-breathing one-on-two, killing two Messerschmitts."

"No, no, no...S703 fire fire killed more than these two Messerschmitts..."

The Ramsgate Military Airport is located on the edge of the English Channel. It is the closest airport to Dunkirk and Ostend. In order to save fuel, many fighter jets took off from here, and it has become the preferred emergency landing location for Allied fighters who returned from Dunkirk and needed emergency landings. Therefore, this formerly unknown military airport suddenly became lively.

"Another emergency landing plane came!" Ramsgate military airport looked at the lookout soldiers on the building. He saw another red signal flare rising in the distance. He grabbed the phone, "Everyone cleared the field, and another emergency landing plane was another emergency landing plane."

The airport runway specially used for emergency landings has long been cleared, and several fighter jets that have been forced to land have been pulled away by tow trucks for repair.

The runway covered with fine sand and weeds is filled with soft emergency landing signs, guiding the battle to return from the air to the emergency landing on this road.

All the ground crew rushed out of the lounge again, fire sand, fire trucks, ambulances, and emergency rescue departments, and soon arrived.

The fearless fighter pilot sitting on the ground crying loudly quickly picked up his helmet and quickly left with the company of several psychological counselors. He had successfully landed successfully and climbed onto the back of the plane immediately and shouted to find his machine gunner. Seeing that the machine gunner turned into an unrecognizable fuzzy body, his only remaining luck shattered like a bubble, and his whole body collapsed immediately. He was pulled off the plane by several ground crew members while crying.

After a hurricane successfully landed, ten minutes later, another red signal flare rose into the sky in the distance. Before the specific personnel of the airport could take a breath, they quickly prepared to make their fighter planes make another emergency landing.

Looking at the airport with many engineers expanding the airport, they knew that perhaps starting today, it would be normal for this airport to accept emergency landings in the future. This also shows that the German Messerchmit is indeed an unsolvable demon.

Emmons and Carter successfully landed their Fearless Fighter, and almost all the belly was buried in the soft sand. Carter opened the cabin and opened his hands to celebrate his escape and his partner's escape.

The runways specially designed for aircraft landings in the airport are very particular. The paved mud and sand can buffer the impact generated by the aircraft when it descends, greatly protecting the safety of pilots and aircraft. If the aircraft catches fire, regional personnel can directly use sand to extinguish the fire nearby, and pilots can also roll out the fire on the sand.

During World War II, aircraft generally had about one ton or two tons, with light weight and high buoyancy in the wings. They could take off even on sand, land, grass and even fields. Unlike the later jet fighter jets, they could often be several tons or dozens of tons, and they had to use hard special aircraft runways.

During World War II, there were soft mud and sandy lands specially designed for forced landings in every airport, and there were very few forced landing accidents that were raised by large.

A few minutes later, the Louwang Soldier once again found three red signals rising from a distance, which indicated that there were three injured fighter jets, which made everyone in the airport feel that the war was slowly approaching Britain.

The ground crews in the airport were busy and orderly, guiding a hurricane and two fire-breathing landing safely. Several ground crews climbed onto the plane with escalators to help the pilot leave, and then several tractors immediately towed the plane away.

As soon as Captain Adolf Mullen got off the plane, the pilot of the fire and hurricane came over and hugged him, constantly warming his cheeks, and thanked him for the 360-degree head that was like a stroke of a magical pen for rolling upwards and backwards.

These two pilots saw Captain Adolf Mullen's big roll, breaking Messerchmidt's dive attack, and then broke the dive of Bf109 by copying it, and then escaped from death.

This is definitely thankful to Captain Adolf Mallen, otherwise, the two of them would either be buried in the sea at this time or have become prisoners of the Germans at this time.

Royal Air Force Search and Rescue Team?

Not to mention the mediocre Royal Search and Rescue Team.

When their search and rescue boat arrived in the crashed waters, the pilot had long been drowned.

At this time, the Royal British Search and Rescue Team used airboats, and the search and rescue range was slow, far less than that of the He59 water search and rescue aircraft of the Luftwaffe.

Many Allied pilots were shot down and were very glad that they became prisoners of the Germans. If they were counting on the Allied search and rescue boats, the chance of feeding fish in the vast sea was 99%. Although this was a bit exaggerated, it also showed that the Royal Search and Rescue Team's slow action and became a criticism of the Royal Air Force.

Now, Captain Adolf Mullen was not in the mood to discuss the 360-degree rolling after breaking the 360-degree dive attack by Messerchmitt. He is now only worried about whether the S703 Spitfire will return safely. He wiped his face, squirted up the lookout building, and looked into the distance with his telescope.

The pilots of the fire and hurricane were also anxiously waiting on the ground. If it weren't for the timely appearance of S703 and S705, they and the two fearless pilots who were undergoing examinations by several female doctors and blowing their cowhides all over the sky would probably not be able to come back today.

When Carter just got off the plane, he took off his flight jacket and tied it around his waist and wrapped his butt. At this time, he stood between several beautiful female doctors and nurses, dancing and talking about how he rushed left and right in the siege of three Messerchmitts, using machine guns to protect the fearless fighter from danger. On several occasions, his machine gun almost hit Messerchmitt. Of course, if it weren't for outnumbered people, he might have shot down one of them long ago...

Looking at Carter, several female doctors and nurses had a full of worship on their faces.

"Here you come!"

Captain Adolf Mullen suddenly screamed excitedly. He could see that the S703 was flying very steadily, surprised and happy, "The S703 is back. Our Knight, our ace pilot is back."

4.5 shots can be called ace.

This time, there was no signal flare or emergency landing. The S703 fire stopped steadily on the runway.

Captain Adolf Mullen, two other pilots, as well as ground crew members, hurried over, and Emmons, who was dancing in a hurry, also ran over immediately.

"Hi...wait for me Emmons!" Carter saw his partner running towards the S703 Spitfire, and he quickly left the phone numbers of several female doctors and nurses. He held the flight jacket with both hands to prevent his butt from falling off his butt, and ran over, "Oh! God, let me see which handsome British knight was walking off this fighter."

Several ground crew members were holding escalators, and Zhou Zhihan stood up from the plane, walked off the plane, took off his goggles, and took off his flight cap.

"Oh! Hell, Emmons, am I dazzled. The one who walked down from the Spitfire No. 703 was not a British knight, but an Asian. How could it be an Asian yellow man in the Spitfire fighter?" Carter, with a big mouth, stood there in a daze, spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, looking disappointed, "This is impossible. Is this the magic trick?"

Not only Carter, but everyone in the entire airport except Captain Adolf Mullen was a little surprised. How could an Asian yellow man walk out of the fire?

Spitfire is the main fighter of the Royal Air Force. There are less than a thousand aircraft in total. Many old bird pilots cannot fly. How could it be taken off by a yellow-skinned Asian?

How is this possible?

knight?

Ace pilot?

Is this a mistake?

Everyone thought about it almost at the same time, with one expression.

Many people even suddenly thought that it was this Asian yellow man who secretly drove the Spitfire fighter and flew around the sky, but the real combat hero had not returned yet.

Even the pilots of the Spitfire, Hurricane, and Fearless Fighter were a little confused. Is this the pilot who shot down several Messerschmidt's S703 Spitfire?

Seeing everyone's expressions differently, Zhou Zhihan smiled slightly and shook his head, and said to the mechanic and ground crew beside him: "Sergeant, please check my plane and then fill me up with fuel!"

"yes!"

Several soldiers hesitated and agreed. Now they were shocked, and the one who was talking to them was a colonel.

Captain Adolf Mallen saw everyone looking at Zhou Zhihan and knew what they were thinking, so he was a little embarrassed and hurriedly said: "This is the chief instructor of the Air Force of China from the ancient civilization of the East, Colonel Zhou Zhihan! He shot down several Messerschmitts in a row to cover our safe evacuation."

Captain Adolf Mullen saw with his own eyes that Zhou Zhihan shot down 4.5 Bf109Es. He didn't know whether the two that were shot down at S703 last besieged, so he just said several, so he would not cause misunderstandings if he said it wrong.

After hearing Captain Adolf Mallen say this, applause gradually sounded, especially the female doctors and nurses, whose eyes suddenly lit up. This Asian man was very handsome!

But some people are still skeptical. In their deeply rooted arrogance, it is impossible for Chinese as yellow people to be allowed to drive a fire, and they are even more unlikely to shoot down Messerschmitt.

The British Empire looked down on the Chinese who had long braids decades ago.

How many Messerschmitts were shot down?

hehe!

It is difficult for the Royal Pilot of the British Empire to shoot down Messerchmitt. It is not something you can shoot down by a Chinese person, and it can shoot down several aircraft in a row.

This is impossible.

The pilot army throughout the world knows that your Chinese Air Force was wiped out by the Japanese, and you don’t even have a decent plane. How could there be a flying ace passenger who shot down several Messerschmitt in a row?

Haha, even if you, a yellow man, fly into the sky by flying fire, so what? The result of shooting down a few aircraft is not as good as you say. There is evidence. I also said that the last time I shot down more than a dozen aircraft, Messerschmitt was the ace among the aces.

Faced with some people's doubts, Zhou Zhihan didn't care. This was not the first time that others have been questioned.

Walking alone to a safe place in the distance, Zhou Zhihan took out a cigarette and lit it. He was not angry about being underestimated by these self-righteous Westerners. This is normal. Since the Opium War, Western powers, including the British, have not taken China seriously. If it weren't for Germany and Japan, the British would not have restarted the Burmese Highway that was closed by them.

Looking at some whispering pilots in the airport, Zhou Zhihan's mouth slightly raised, "Chinese, Chinese people will shock you and the world."

"Do you know?" Captain Adolf Mullen said to the pilot of the fire and the Hurricane: "The 360-degree backward roll was taught by Colonel Zhou. The situation was very dangerous at that time, and this trick really worked."

"You didn't invent that move?"

The hurricane pilot was a little confused. While speaking, he looked at Zhou Zhihan in the distance. At that time, he saw the maneuvering action made by Captain Adolf Mullen with his own eyes.
To be continued...