Then, Gothard Heinrich secretly trained Chen Yanlong for the captains of the "cheetah" self-propelled anti-aircraft guns, and the pilots, drove the "cheetah" self-propelled anti-aircraft guns on their respective anti-aircraft gun positions, preparing to launch artillery bombers and night fighter groups from the British and American Allied forces.

"The height of the enemy aircraft is 4500 meters...4000 meters...3600 meters...the wind is southeastern wind..."

"The enemy's position has 6 o'clock, 8 o'clock, and 12 o'clock..."

"There are 5, 8, and 9..."

Not long after, the fire control systems of various "cheetah" self-propelled anti-aircraft guns, including search radar, tracking radar, and fire control computers, auxiliary computers, as well as optical sights, infrared tracking devices, and laser rangefinders, also quickly started to monitor the enemy's position and prepare for attack...

At this time, over Pantelleria Island, inside the group of American bombers that had just won the victory.

Pilots Layton and Rand were chatting on airborne radio again.

"Hehe! Rand! We finally killed all the Italian fighter fleets! I say that these Italian troops don't have to be afraid or worry at all!"

When he saw that all the Italian fighter crews were destroyed, the US pilot Leighton happily used the airborne radio and chatted with Rand with a bright smile.

"Although that's the case! Our fighter group suffered a lot of losses! We wiped out 50 of their fighters, but we also lost more than 30! And it's not counting the bombers and fighters that were destroyed by enemy anti-aircraft guns!"

But US military pilot Rand said a little sadly.

"Then let's bomb more anti-aircraft gun positions of the enemy now! Anyway, after our fierce bombing, there should be very few anti-aircraft gun positions of the Italian army!"

Leiden said happily.

"Well! Go! But there is not much ammunition and oil left, so we will evacuate after one more round of bombing! Otherwise, we will have trouble after we run out of our oil and ammunition!"

Rand replied cautiously.

"Okay! I understand! Don't worry! I'm lucky and it won't happen so easily! And to be honest, I've never been afraid of the Italian army's anti-aircraft guns!"

But Layton responded in a contemptuous tone without caring, or even not worried at all.

"Hey! Even so, you should learn to be low-key. Being low-key is the zodiac! Brother!"

Rand smiled helplessly.

"Hahaha! Sorry, Rand! I have always liked to show off and like high-profile people! And I have said, with the inequality science and technology in Italy and the lack of resources, how many powerful air defense weapons can they produce?"

Layton laughed in a very arrogant tone.

"You! Be careful that arrogant soldiers will be defeated!"

Rand continued to smile bitterly with a speechless smile at Layton's pride and complacent.

"Hahaha! I've said it all, even if the Italians come here, I'm not afraid at all! Even if they have the support of the German army, I'll still say that if they come for a hundred, I'll kill them a hundred, or even more!"

Layton laughed more and more pretentiously.

In fact, he didn't know at this moment that there was a great risk in showing off, especially if he was good at pretending to behave like a character, the risks and dangers he faced would be even greater.

For this reason, Layton was about to pay the price of his contempt and pretentiousness.

"Yes, Leiden is right. We don't have to worry about the air defense firepower of the Italian troops. You see, aren't we bombarding their anti-aircraft gun positions now?"

"Yes! Yes! And we have a night fighter fleet to serve as cover, so we don't have to be afraid of them!"

"Of course we don't have to be afraid of them! Haven't we already brought their fighter troops to a nest now? Hehe! Look! Now we can bomb this small island just like we can!"

"Hahaha! You said it well! Let's quickly blow up the remaining Italian air defense positions! The Italian army's energy is almost over!"

At this moment, several B-17 bomber pilots who had been diving and eavesdropping on their phones could not help but bubble up and interrupt.

"Hey! Rand, did you hear that? Look at the other comrades who think the same as me! So don't be so cautious! What's the Italian army afraid of? Hahaha!"

Hearing his comrades suddenly coming out to express their consent, Leiden was even more happy and laughed out loud.

"Huh! What is that?"

Just then, he suddenly said in surprise.

Because at this moment, he suddenly found that in an anti-aircraft gun position he was about to rush over, dozens of tracerless shell-piercing armor-piercing bombs suddenly bombed him and the B-17 bomber driven by Rand behind him.

"Oh no! It's the enemy's artillery fire, avoid it quickly! Leiden!"

When he saw the "cheetah" self-propelled anti-aircraft cannons, and the shells that were quickly and violently bombarded them; Rand was also frightened and sweated all over and shouted loudly at the same time.

"boom!"

It’s a pity that his warning and shouting came too late.

As the sound of an explosion that rang through the clouds, the two high-speed rotating warheads immediately ran through the fuselage and fuel tank of the B-17 bomber driven by Leiden. At the same time, the combustion agent and explosives shot into the fuselage also instantly ignited and exploded.

And in the midst of this flash, Rand, who had just finished shouting, was destroyed in the night sky by several armor-piercing combustion blasting bombs and exploded in the air.

Before he could even scream before he died, he watched him kill the armor-piercing burning bombs attacked on the face.

The ones killed with him were the deputy pilot, bomb thrower, pilot/wireless telegrapher in the plane; and four gunners, all 8 were lost, none of whom lived.

"All pilots retreat immediately! The enemy's powerful air defense weapons appear, evacuate quickly!"

Seeing several other B-17 bombers flying by Leiden and Rand and other pilots being driven by other pilots, they were destroyed one after another in a row; when they exploded into fireballs, Lorengo, the captain of the B-17 bomber group, immediately issued a retreat order loudly and anxiously.

"Bastard Italians! They actually set up an ambush! They also prepared a backup plan!"

After hearing the retreat order, Adler, the squadron leader of another B-17 bomber group, was angry and cursed in the sky.

Originally, he thought that when they wiped out the Italian Air Force, he could take this opportunity to wipe out all the anti-aircraft anti-aircraft gun positions of all the Italian troops on Pantelleria Island, so that he could be promoted and rich after returning and receive a medal of merit.

But now, my flight squadron was shot down by the sudden and ferocious enemy air defense weapons.

In other words, he would definitely be severely punished after he returned, so he was so angry that he drove his B-17 bomber to dodge the enemy's shelling while cursing.

But before he had been slandering for a long time, he stared at his eyes wide open and watched in horror as he was sent to heaven by two sudden armor-piercing explosion bombs.

"boom!"

With his death, a deafening explosion sounded through the entire night sky again.

"Adler!"

When he saw Adler, the leader of the direct confidant squadron, whom he had trained himself, was also volleyed by the enemy's armor-piercing blasting bomb, the captain Lorengo shouted in hoarse and painfully.

But no matter how sad he shouted now, no one would respond to him anymore.

"No, we can't retreat! Captain... The Italian army's air defense firepower suddenly became very powerful. Now our planes are being shot down one by one!"
Chapter completed!