Chapter 243 Yin Maiman Turns

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Pilots are lonely. The moment they get into the cabin and fly the plane into the sky, their fate seems to be connected with the plane but separated from other people.

Charles warned the students in a low voice: "You should get used to all this, gentlemen. Learn to rely on yourself, learn necessary knowledge, or train the ability to fight independently. Only in this way can you survive on the battlefield and eventually become a soldier." Qualified pilot."

The classroom was quiet for a while, and then there was warm applause again.

After leaving the classroom, Carter took Ciel into his office.

The office can also be said to be the headquarters of Deputy Captain Carter. The place is still as messy as before. Even the chair handed to Charles has just been cleared away from the debris.

Carter sat down in front of Charles and reported while flipping through the documents: "We now have more than 300 veteran pilots, more than 100 new students, and more than 300 fighter jets. If this continues, our club will It needs to be expanded, it can’t accommodate so many people and planes!”

Ciel nodded and said nothing.

expansion?

Carter thought too much. That was because there was basically no loss of pilots during this period of time without air combat.

Once the fighting begins, aircraft and pilots will suffer casualties in the battle, and it would be good if new team members can fill the gap.

Carter seemed to realize this, and he asked worriedly: "The air battle is about to begin?"

He picked up some rumors from the recent newspapers that the flying group had a tendency to recruit army aircraft, which was preparing for air combat.

Ciel didn't answer, but asked: "Are you ready?"

Carter stood up and answered confidently:

"Yes, Colonel, we're ready!"

"We have been practicing the eight principles of air combat. If the Germans do not have this set of experience, we believe they are not our opponents."

Ciel said "Yeah": "This may be true at first, but as long as you use your tactics on the battlefield..."

Carter agreed: "The Germans will know these tactics right away, and they will use them against us next time."

"Yes!" said Charles, "so you must keep improving."

"Understood, Colonel!" Carter replied.

Carter got up to make coffee for Charles. He was busy shaking his head as if he was saying something ridiculous:

"Many people asked me during practice what to do if an enemy bites your tail?"

"I told him he should just ask God about it or pray to Him!"

Charles did not answer. He suddenly thought of a tactic that could solve the enemy's tail-biting problem in this era. This might further enhance the combat effectiveness of the flying brigade.

Carter handed the cup of brewed coffee to Charles and said, "You're not thinking about how to solve this problem, are you?"

Carter said "hehe" and laughed.

This seemed absurd to him. We might bite the enemy's tail, and of course the enemy might bite our tail. Thinking about the solution to this problem was as stupid as thinking about how to dodge enemy bullets. It was impossible.

"There are no immortals on the battlefield. No matter how hard we practice, we can't avoid it!" Carter took a sip of coffee.

Seeing that Ciel remained silent, Carter's expression slowly changed. He looked at Ciel dubiously, with a hint of hope in his tone: "You don't know, do you really have a solution?"

"It can only be said that it is possible to avoid it." Ciel calmly replied: "But it still requires practice."

"God!" Carter stood up suddenly, and the coffee was spilled all over the table. He quickly took a piece of clothing from beside him and wiped it hastily, and then quickly found paper and pen from the drawer.

"There's no need to remember this, Captain." Charles looked to the side and took two airplane models from the table.

This thing is everywhere in the flying club. It should be Carter's former "part-time job". The former flying club accepted visits from outsiders and sold some souvenirs, just like a tourist attraction.

"You'll know what's going on after we demonstrate it." Charles held a model in each hand, aligning them front and back and posing them in a tail-biting manner, while simulating the flight path and explaining: "If the tail-biting pilot in the rear is skilled enough, no matter how we Dodge, they can always follow our movements and it’s hard to get rid of him even if we make fake moves.”

"Yes!" Carter nodded.

Then there was some confusion in his eyes. This assumption was already a dead end. The fighter planes in the rear only needed to pull the trigger to fire bullets. It was almost impossible for the front planes to escape.

"We can find a way to raise it, Captain!" said Charles.

"No, Colonel." Carter simply rejected this plan: "Raising the height will only kill you faster, and the enemy will choose to shoot at the moment of raising the height."

Carter's eyes were a little disappointed. He thought it was Ciel who made a mistake this time.

The tail-biting training during this period of time made him know one thing: when being bitten by an enemy plane, it is most taboo to pull up.

To the left, right, or down, the speed is very fast, and they may escape the enemy's pursuit.

Only when it is pulled up, the speed of pulling up is very slow due to the weight of the fuselage, and it will also expose a large area of ​​the fuselage to the enemy's gun. Doing so is almost suicide.

But Charles insisted. He demonstrated and explained in a leisurely manner: "Of course, we can't pull it up directly. We must make a dive before pulling it up..."

"Fake move?" Carter was a little confused. He had just assumed that the enemy pilot was a master, a master who would not be deceived by fake moves.

"This is not a fake move, Captain." Charles replied: "This is the standard procedure for pulling up. After diving, immediately raise the nose of the plane at a large angle. You will find that the plane is no longer slowly rising at a small angle, but climbing at a nearly vertical angle. It will rise much faster than before, and the enemy often has no time to react."

"Will...will it be like this?" Carter was stunned. He had never tried this move.

"Yes." Charles nodded: "You will know if you try it. After the jump, the plane will be in an inverted state with its belly facing up. At this time, it will roll and it will return to normal..."

Carter exclaimed: "At this time, we have a height advantage. We can bite the tail of the enemy plane with just a dive!"

Charles nodded gently.

This was certainly not invented by Charles. He knew nothing about airplanes.

This was a move invented by Germany's earliest ace pilot Immelmann, so it was named "Immelmann Turn" or "Rising Inversion".

Until modern times, this action is still often used in combat training or stunt performances.

(The picture above shows the Immelmann turn. Modern fighter planes no longer need to dive before ascending. The aircraft during World War I had low horsepower and slow speed, so they needed to use the help of diving and then reverse to rise in order to instantly adjust their attitude to a vertical climb state)