The JG11 Wing was a German fighter wing during World War II, with its main mission being to fight against the Allied strategic bomber units.

Founded in April 1943, the Wing used the Bf-109 and Fw-190 fighter jets in the war.

It includes Fω-190A-6/R1 fighter aircraft installed with 6 20mmMG151 guns. During this period, JG11 generally uses Bf-109 fighter to attack escort aircraft and Fw-190 fighter to attack bombers.

In this counterattack air strike, Kesselin also sent the second team of the JG11 Regiment, which had many bomber killers, to counterattack.

"Hey! Willheim, what kind of combat method should we use when we meet those Americans this time?"

Hugo Frey, who was driving a Fω-190A-6/R1 fighter with six 20mmMG151 cannons, said with a smile on his radio to Wilheim not far away from him.

"I feel that I still use the oncoming attack method proposed by JG2 captain Eugen Meyer, and just use the WGr21 rocket to shoot them down!"

Willheim responded with a shrugged.

"I like to use Bf109 to carry a 250kg bomb, then let it fall to a certain height and then explode to attack the American bomber; hey! I still remember that Sergeant Fest used this method to shoot down several B-17s with a bomb."

Before Hugo Frey could answer, Gerhard, who was sitting behind them, smiled.

"Hahaha! I said Gehrhard! It's not that you don't want to use our oncoming attack method to deal with those American bombers, but because the fighter you are using is just a Bf109, so you are powerless!"

Upon hearing this, Hugo Frey laughed in a joking tone.

"Tsk! Is there anything funny? Is Bf109 very rude to you? You two shouldn't lose to me later! I will definitely have more American bombers than you shot down!"

After hearing Hugo Frey's laughter louder and louder, Gerhad suddenly turned gloomy and said angrily.

"Okay! Hugo Frey, don't be too happy. Gerhard is right! Although we are flying new fighters now, we can't underestimate the enemy! It is a taboo to underestimate the enemy on the battlefield! And if we weren't short of advanced fighters, Hugo Frey and other players would no longer have to continue using the Bf109, but I believe that all of us will be able to use better and more advanced aircraft in the future! At least this statement was agreed by Commander Kesselin before we went to the battle!"

When Wilheim saw that the atmosphere was not right, he immediately became a peacemaker and came to smooth things over for Hugo Frey and the others.

"Yes! I think so too!"

After listening, Hugo Frey quickly agreed.

At the same time, in his heart, he was also very much looking forward to what Commander Kessel said to be true, and he also asked God to bless him to drive the latest fighter jets!

Because he was later than entering the JG11 Wing, and he was not as experienced in other people's flight operations, and in addition, there was a lack of advanced fighter jets in the Air Force Wing, he had been flying the Bf109 for a relatively long time; so he was often looked down upon by his predecessors who flew advanced fighter jets, or joked intentionally or unintentionally.

In this regard, he was unwilling to do so in his heart. Moreover, for him, who was born to love advanced fighter jets, being able to drive the most advanced fighter jets was his greatest life dream. Although he might pay the price of his life for this, he was willing to pay any price for his dream.

"Let's experience together! We are going to Captain Gerhard Soma of the 4th Squadron and Lieutenant Heinz Nockk of the 5th Squadron. They have recently shot down 10, and there are 4 heavy bombers among the enemy planes that Soma shot down, while Nock has shot down 5 heavy bombers. But our Hugo Frey is not simple! So far, he has shot down 20 heavy bombers!"

When the atmosphere between them improved, Wilheim continued in an encouraging tone.

"What! Hugo Frey is so awesome! Why didn't I know!"

Hearing this, Gerhard's mouth was so wide that he could put a big steamed bun in it, his eyes widened and almost jumped out of his eyes, and he said in shock.

"Tsk! You guy who loves daydreaming all day long and dreams of driving the most advanced fighter planes by yourself, you will know my record! Tsk! Your news is so backward! Gerhard!"

Hugo Frey shook his head and sarcastically said with a radio.

"Hmph! Although you are ace pilot now, you can show me that I will definitely have more American bombers than you today! Hugo Frey! Let you see how powerful I am! And you can't be too big for me, why call me a young boy!"

Hearing the other party's ridicule, Gerhad immediately retorted angrily.

"Hahaha! I'm waiting to see your performance, boy Gerhard! Hahaha! Hahaha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hugo Frey smiled happier and arrogantly.

Immediately, before Gerhard could retort, he was already flying the Fω-190A-6/R1 fighter, increasing his flight speed and continuing to move forward.

After seeing Gerhard being thrown away by himself in an instant, Hugo Frey's laughter became louder and more and more joyful.

"I'll go to you! I'm going to catch up with you now!"

Gerhard, who was so ridiculed and despised, immediately drove the Bf109 he drove at the speed of Hugo Frey's Fω-190A-6/R1 fighter jet.

Seeing this, Willheim just smiled bitterly, then drove his Fω-190A-6/R1 fighter and caught up.

At this time, the 12th Bomber Team of the 8th Air Force, a total of 70 B-17 "Flying Fortress" bombers, were approaching Panteleria Island like locusts.

"Hey! Do you think we can bomb all the German airports this time? Fried!"

Johnny Campbell, who was flying the bubble observation window of the B-17 "Flying Fortress" bomber, asked Fried behind him.

"It's hard to say, it depends on the strength of the German anti-aircraft artillery and defense! And last time we bombed the German army in an airstrike from a FW190 fighter assembly plant in the German Bremen region, we dispatched 115 bombers! But now we are about to face a German airport, which has only dispatched 70 bombers, and there is also a lack of long-range escort fighter jets to help with the battle. I am not optimistic about the result of this battle!"

Fried, sitting in the spherical universal machine gun seat, shook his head and said worriedly.

"Hey! It's not like your style! Fried! Has our bombing operations been going too far recently, so it makes you feel scared?"

Johnny Campbell laughed indifferently.

"Or!"

Fried smiled slightly.

"Why do we want to compete and see who bombed the targets and the Germans as they used to be?"

Johnny Campbell challenged him in a provocative tone.

"Like it! I win every time anyway! This time is no exception. By the way, what are you going to bet this time? I'm short of money recently, how about we bet a thousand dollars?"

Fried retorted confidently.

"What! Bet so much money! I have so much there!"

Johnny Campbell exclaimed.

"Yo! What's wrong, are you afraid of those German guys?"

Fried used agitation to the Dharma.

"I'm afraid? Who's afraid of those German guys who are behind the plane! Last time I exploded 6 of them Bf109s by myself!"

Johnny Campbell immediately refused to give in and showed off his last record.

"The last time you bombed, they were all fighting planes that had not taken off, okay?"

Fried said ashamed.

"Then, that's my record too! Okay, bet a thousand dollars, just bet! I won't lose to you anyway! And our US Air Force is now fighting against the Germans, so I'm still afraid of them!"

Johnny Campbell blushed awkwardly, changing the subject.

"That's the same! Victory will definitely belong to us Americans! And now Tunisia is already ours! As for the German and Italian troops besieged there, I'm afraid that many of them were killed by our aircraft army last time, and they are also about to surrender! So this time we bombed the Magana Airport, we will definitely succeed and be smooth!"

Fried nodded gently and agreed.

"Hey! So what if it doesn't go well? Those German guys have fewer and fewer fighter jets, but our US Air Force is getting stronger and stronger, with more planes. Why are they afraid of them! I will kill as much as the German guys come! Let them know that we are the most powerful country!"

Johnny Campbell patted his chest and responded in a contemptuous tone.

"Maybe you're right, I'm too worried! Our American industrial capabilities and talents are the same as Germans. What are I worried about! And as an air force soldier, I can't be afraid!"

Fried took a deep breath and replied.

"Hey! Look, we're about to arrive at Panteleria Island! Hehe! It seems that your thousand dollars will be my pocket!"

Just then, Johnny Campbell suddenly smiled.

"Tsk, let me tell you if you win! I'm stupid!"

Fried retorted dismissively.
Chapter completed!