Chapter 594 Cyric's Radish

For the rocket, the most important thing is the engine, and this rocket engine, which has penetrated Goddard's countless sweat, is now fully mature.

When the ignition command was executed, the unsymmetrical dimethyl hydrazine and nitric acid injected into the combustion chamber quickly completed the combustion, and the hot flames sprayed out from the nozzle at the rear.

The entire projectile also began to vibrate, as if unable to hide his excitement.

"Increase the power."

This is not a carrier rocket of later generations. It jumped out after a little fire. It has just been ignited and the engine is preheating, and it has not yet entered the best state.

Two seconds later, the flame at the tail had changed from orange-red to yellow-white, and the fuel inside was accelerating combustion. At this time, the thrust of the rocket's engine had reached 8 tons.

But it still can't fly, because the whole rocket weighs nearly 13 tons.

After another second, the full-thrust engine finally gathered enough strength. At this time, the rocket that looked like a big radish finally began to rise slowly!

When it just left, the speed was still very slow, but as it gradually rose, the speed began to increase continuously. When it rose for 41 seconds, the speed reached 2 kilometers per second; after 54 seconds, the fuel was completely Burning, the engine has been programmed to stop.

Of course, at this time, it can no longer be seen on the ground, and it has already flown to an altitude of tens of kilometers!

At this point, it has entered a normal ballistic trajectory, completely relying on the inertial gyroscope inside the missile and the preset program to fly, and its target is the opposite British Air Force Base!

It is impossible for a fighter plane to fly in the sky all the time. It needs to return, refuel, and hang bombs. At the same time, exhausted pilots also need to rest.

If you look at it from the sky, it is quite easy to distinguish the Spitfire. You only need to look at the wing. The end of the Spitfire's wing is perfectly round. So far, only the Spitfire is like this.

"Squeak." A Spitfire, skillfully aligned with the runway, landed, and stopped in the middle of the runway.

The canopy opened, and a grim-faced British pilot stepped down.

Douglas Bader, the most harvested British Air Force pilot in this sortie, this time, he hit a total of three German BF109 fighters, but only one was smoked by him, and the remaining two were just. Just wounded.

The way he walks is a little weird, and those who know him know how firm and brave he is.

Bader enlisted in the RAF as a cadet in 1930, and a year and a half later lost both legs in a flying accident.

Generally speaking, such an ending can only be disabled and retired, but relying on his own perseverance, he learned to use prosthetics and even play golf.

In particular, last year, when the threat of war had gradually loomed, he persuaded the RAF to recall him, and he soon learned all the skills of piloting a Spitfire, becoming one of the best flying fighters, and his agility. The extent to which his officers were astonished.

This air battle also showed his combat ability. People like him are born to belong to the blue sky.

However, he was distressed.

After landing, his plane was being bombed quickly, preparing for the next takeoff, and he returned to the pilot preparation room, where the meals had been delivered, they needed to eat, replenish their strength, and wait for the next time attack.

At this time, many people have not come back.

When he walked in, there was a heated discussion inside.

"The performance of the German fighter jets completely suppressed us, and we were literally going to die," a pilot said.

As proud pilots of the British Empire, they are not afraid of death, but they are afraid that they will die without meaning!

This is the case now. In the case of the performance ratio of the fighters, their attack is almost meaningless.

"Yes, even if the Germans were bitten, they flew with a negative G, and they got rid of us. When we turned 180 degrees and were about to chase after them, they were long gone," another pilot said.

In the past, I never fought against the Germans, and I didn't know how terrible the Germans were, but now, when I really fought against the Germans, I knew how terrible the Germans were!

Their fighters have almost no weaknesses!

"Everyone, we can report the technical problems to the Supermarin, but now, we have no choice." Bader said: "Our mission is to seize air supremacy, to destroy the opposing Luftwaffe fighters, we must To accomplish our own mission!"

"Now, let me summarize, how can we turn the situation around and turn the defense into an offense when we have a disadvantage in equipment," Bader continued.

Today, he has tried his best to get the record of three battles. He needs to tell his friends about his valuable experience, so as to avoid more losses.

However, he didn't say it. Just when he finished saying this, a sharp air defense siren sounded throughout the air force base.

Damn, it's German!

The Germans will not watch the British Air Force dispatch, so the British side has always been preventing the German Air Force from coming to attack, and now, the other party actually came!

Grabbing his flying cap, Bader ran outside, even though he was wearing a prosthetic leg. Over the past few years, he has used the prosthetic leg to perform various sports proficiently.

Of course, he did not run in the direction of the air-raid shelter, but towards the airport. As a pilot, the sound of the air-raid alarm was also the horn of his battle, scrambled to meet the enemy!

However, he still didn't run to his plane. Just as he rushed out of the pilot's room, he raised his head and looked at the south, where he should be able to see the dark crowd of aircraft.

but.

He didn't see the German bombers, fighter jets, he saw a completely different kind of flying object.

At this time, it is descending at an extremely high speed. It can be said that it is faster than all flying objects. It is like a meteorite in outer space. It is absolutely supersonic, even several times the speed of sound!

Now, as the other party was falling rapidly, with the pilot's vision, Bader could capture the target. He had already seen clearly that the target was like a big radish.

When it fell from the sky almost vertically, the big radish quickly enlarged in Bader's pupils. At this moment, Bader's mind was already occupied by shock.

What is this German's secret weapon?