Chapter 510: Heroes will not die 0

"Rudel, what's the matter with you?" The machine gunner in the back seat, realizing that Rudel's situation was wrong, asked him.
"It's okay." Hans gritted his teeth and said, "Our fighter was injured. Now we need to fly back."
Fly back? The machine gunner knew that Rudel must have lost the lottery, otherwise, even if the plane was injured, he would complete the mission with injuries.
And now, the plane is crooked.
Hans pressed the button to randomly discard the two bombs under the wing, which could reduce the weight. At this time, his blood was still flowing outwards, and he felt that his strength was getting less and less.
The cabin of the bomber was small, and it was impossible for Skhanovsky behind to fly over. Moreover, the two men performed their duties, and the gunner would not fly the plane at all.
In the battle, the casualties of the machine gunners are very high. In the rear training, as long as they fly into the sky without being dizzy, and can operate the machine gun to shoot accurately, even if they are qualified, they do not have any flight training and cannot operate the aircraft.
The sight in front of him also began to blur, and Hans knew that he might not be able to fly back.
In this case, he can only make an emergency landing.
Rudel looked outside. The field below was flat. It seemed that he could only land on it.
"Attention, get ready, our landing may be a bit bumpy." Rudel said.
He pushed the nose, but Stuka was somewhat out of control.
It must have been the bullet from the machine gun that hit the hydraulic oil circuit of my own aircraft. The hydraulic oil leaked from this way, making it more and more difficult to operate.
Land, land!
Exhausting all his strength, Rudel operated his plane and landed on the ground.
Fortunately, the landing gear is fixed. If it is a retractable landing gear, after the hydraulic oil is lost, it may not be able to be put down.
Feedback came from the joystick, and there was no feeling anymore, the joystick was no longer obliged!
So Rudel could only turn off his engine.
The rumbling sound in front disappeared, the propeller stopped, and Stuka, who lost power, rushed into the field.
not good!
At this moment, a gust of crosswind blew Stuka to the side. Rudel could not operate the plane at all, and could only feel the tilt of the plane, and then there was a violent impact.
The aircraft has landed, but the attitude is not proper. When the landing gear on the left of the aircraft first touched the ground, it bounced immediately. Then, the wing on the right rubbed against the ground and was in a terrible impact. In the sound, the plane buckled upside down and continued to slide forward.
This was a short process and a long process. When the plane finally stopped, Schanovsky finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the plane was buckled upside down, it was fortunate that it had stopped and there was no fire.
When he pushed open the cockpit cover above his head, he jumped down, and when he raised his head, he was stunned. Rudel's cockpit in the front cabin was full of blood!
"Rudel!" He yelled loudly. At the same time, he quickly opened Rudel's hatch. What caught his eye was Rudel, who had been comatose because of excessive blood loss. At the same time, that thigh was almost rotten. Lost.
"I'll save you!" Skhanovsky was very anxious. He had to find a hospital soon, and he had to give him a blood transfusion quickly, otherwise, his life would not be saved!
However, he didn't even know where it was.
"Crunch." Just then, a motorcycle stopped in front of his eyes.
On the motorcycle, a rider shouted to them: "I am a scout sergeant of the 11th Armored Regiment of the Sixth Armored Division. I'll help you and bring him up quickly! I will take you to the field hospital."
When the tank troops were advancing, there were scouts with motorcycles in front of them, in charge of spying on the enemy's situation, and when the Stuka made an emergency landing, the motorcycle happened to be nearby, so he hurried over Up.
When he saw the pilot covered in blood, he offered help in the first time.
When he jumped off the motorcycle and put Rudel onto the sidecar of the motorcycle with Schanovsky, he saw Rudel's handsome face and he was immediately happy: "Hans Rudel?"
Rudel was already in a coma at this time, and Skhanovsky nodded and said: "Yes, it is Rudel, how did you know?"
"Of course it is the military newspaper. Rudel's deeds have been spread throughout the army. The head of state called on us to learn from Rudel. Rudel will definitely get the gold German cross."
In this war, a large number of combat heroes emerged in the German army, and the reporters who followed the army have begun to publicize their deeds. The tanker Wittmann is the pride of the army, and Rudel is the air force. proud!
Lian Yuan Capital knew about Rudel's deeds and called on everyone to learn Rudel's combat spirit, but he didn't expect that Rudel had an accident here.
Never let the hero die!
"Don't worry, Rudel will not die, we will go to the field hospital immediately." The scout said, he turned the accelerator, and amid the roar of the BMW motorcycle, they hurried back to the field hospital. Ten kilometers away.
As they were driving to the rear, one after another tanks passed by them.
The 11th Armored Regiment was still led by the Panthers, followed by half of the Stalker tank destroyers, and behind the tank unit was the 114th Motor Infantry Regiment in wheeled infantry fighting vehicles.
Although the tanks are not enough, the output of wheeled infantry fighting vehicles is not small, so wheeled infantry fighting vehicles are provided for them.
They are advancing fast on the plain, they need to go around behind the British First Armored Division and surround them!
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"Commander, we found a German bomber that has been damaged by us." In the division headquarters, an officer reported to the commander Evans.
When the roar of the engine just came from outside, everyone was very anxious. Could it be that the division was discovered by the opponent? No matter how powerful your own armored division is, it can't stop the bombing from the air.
Evans frowned: "Where is the French army? How far is it from us?"
"The 10th Army is about fifty kilometers away from us, and the 5th Hussar Division is still ten kilometers away from us. It should be over in an hour."
The light cavalry divisions are indeed cavalry, their speed is faster than infantry.
Evans nodded and waited until the cavalry division came up to at least enrich his offensive troops. For some reason, he always had an ominous premonition.
"Master, it's not good, it's not good!" At this moment, a staff officer ran in anxiously with a telegram.