"We didn't call for air support. Where did they come from? Who... who called them?"
The flames of death poured down from the sky, and the blazing rain of fire burned on the battlefield filled with war.
A sudden roaring air raid disrupted everything. Malashenko and his party, who started to enter the shooting position and fired fiercely at the German tanks, were completely stunned. They didn't even understand the roar of the engine above their heads at first.
It was either our own or the opponent's. It wasn't until he opened the turret hatch above his head and glanced at the sky that he saw the flashing red stars on the wings of the aircraft that he confirmed the identity of the friendly forces.
"Stop talking nonsense, take out the flag and put it on the roof of the car quickly!"
Malashenko did not have time to marvel like Iushkin. How to prevent the damage of this air strike and not cause harm to friendly forces is the top priority right now.
Iushkin, who had not thought of this for a while, was excited when he heard Malashenko's order. Without saying a word, he immediately picked up the air defense identification flag placed in the storage box on the side, and was about to climb out of the turret and go towards it.
Roof bunk.
Malashenko, who was holding the radio transmitter in his hand, was not idle either. He had not yet had time to help Iushkin lay the flag outside the turret. There were more important orders that had to be issued quickly.
"Alfa Commando, avoid the air raid area! Stay away from those fascists! Planes and bombs in the sky are not discerning, so avoid them immediately!"
The flanking detachment, which attempted to carry out a roundabout flank attack under Malashenko's order, forcing the German armored forces to be unable to concentrate all combat forces, has now moved at high speed to a position very close to the side and rear of the German tank, approaching within one kilometer.
With just one step of the accelerator, you can launch an assault on the German enemy in front of you.
The distance of one kilometer is quite long on the ground, but in the sky, it is the distance that the pilot can measure with his index finger and thumb while sitting in the cockpit.
These days, there is no identification friend or foe device that can emit electronic signals. Pilots rely solely on their naked eyes to judge and aim air strike targets. They can attack whoever they want.
The distance further forward is very dangerous. If you get too close to those Germans, Malashenko can be confident that his troops will be bombed. You can't distinguish the huge Stalin tanks in the sky.
Who is who with the King Tiger tank?
In the past, there have been countless incidents where other friendly forces suffered accidental damage from air strikes because they were too close to the Germans, and were even chased and beaten by aviation. As a division commander, Malashenko certainly knew these negative teachings and let them
My own troops have learned from this, and now faced with this situation, they naturally have to do their best to avoid possible accidental damage from air strikes.
Whether it was ordering the Alpha Commando to make an emergency evasive retreat, or asking Iushkin to put a large air defense identification flag on the roof of his command vehicle, the purpose of all this was just for the Red Army aviation.
Iron bombs, don't throw them on the heads of the Red Army tank soldiers, they will blow up themselves.
Iushkin, who went to lay out the air defense identification flag outside the turret, was very agile. In a few seconds, he spread the hammer-and-sickle red flag on the top of the turret, fastened it to the radio antenna and the machine gun mount on the roof, and rushed to the horse-drawn carriage.
Shenke had already returned to the car before he put down the radio.
"Done! What to do now? Reverse the car!?"
As Iushkin gasped and spoke, he raised his head again and glanced at the commander's periscope in front of him. Malashenko, who had no intention of doing so, continued to speak.
"There is no need. We are far enough away from the air raid zone. The first few vehicles that entered the battle zone are already retreating. Those people in the sky have good eyesight and have no intention of attacking us."
The well-prepared emergency air defense and evasion measures did not come in handy. To Malashenko's surprise, the pilots in the sky had always had very good eyesight, and they did not mistake the friendly tank targets for Germans and bombed them all into the sky.
This model also looks quite bright.
"Am I being blinded? I always feel like there's something different about those IL-2s?"
The Germans who were bombarded indiscriminately had no ability and no time to fight the enemy ground troops. This gave the Red Army tank soldiers who also wanted to avoid risks and stay away from the air raid area to prevent accidental damage, a good "
It’s an opportunity to “eat melon and watch a show”, and it’s absolutely safe.
For example, Iushkin now stuck half of his head out of the car, looked at the red star war eagles flying up and down in the sky, and asked questions. He leaned on the commander's seat and took advantage of the air raid break to quickly
Malashenko, who lit a cigarette for himself to relieve his addiction, answered casually.
"That's not the IL-2, it's the latest IL-10, a new upgraded model of the IL-2. It's faster, more powerful, and more accurate and deadly than the old model of the IL-2. It's enough to give those fascists a hard time.
"
As Malashenko said, the Il-10, as the direct and orthodox successor of the Il-2, is currently using all kinds of weapons to kill the German tanks on the ground.
The 132mm heavy-duty aviation rocket roared out from under the wing and headed straight towards the Tianling cover of the German tank on a high-angle diving trajectory.
Aerial bombs weighing 250 kilograms were dropped one after another. In order to ensure the hit rate, multiple bombs were dropped at once. As long as a King Tiger could be killed or paralyzed, the player would win.
At first glance, these ground air strikes led by a group of veterans quickly yielded results. The rich experience in air strikes combined with cutting-edge weapons and equipment naturally dealt a considerable blow to the German army.
The German tanks destroyed by the air attack were burning one after another. It was impossible to confirm the exact number of destroyed tanks for a while, but it was visible to the naked eye that one vehicle had been destroyed. The burning German armored soldiers were forced to choose
Abandon the car and escape.
However, those direct descendants of the "Black Death" in the sky would not let them go so easily.
The huge sword of the war sickle raised high was like a guillotine, falling heavily on the backs of these German armored soldiers who had abandoned their vehicles and escaped, leaving no one alive.
Dong dong dong dong dong——
The ferocious firepower of the 23mm aerial cannon can easily tear into pieces any flesh and blood body in its path.
The crimson tracer barrage was like two long whips of blood grinding away flesh and blood. Wherever it was struck and swung, there was a patch of crimson rotten blood, rotten flesh and ferocious bones scattered all over the ground. The only thing that filled the air was
The smell of death.
"These Germans are finished. Today is the end of the 502nd Battalion. Counting, there are more than 20 Il-10s in the sky. It is more than enough to lift these fascist bastards away."