Chapter 61

In the live stream perspective of the Federation side.

19 flight squadrons, over 300 Federation fighters, took off one after another, heading toward the Imperial bomber formation that had crossed the sea.

Over the skies of Britain, the fleets of both sides tore through the clouds and suddenly collided.

It was only for an instant.

Both sides opened fire with full force, and the machine gun bullets formed a barrage across the sky.

A Federation streamer piloting a 'Spitfire' fighter, after passing through the clouds, dove straight down, aiming the mounted machine guns at an Imperial fighter, and as the chain of machine gun fire swept across.

Instantly shredded the tail fins of two Imperial fighters.

The fragments of the fuselage burned with flames, streaking across the sky like meteors, and the two Imperial fighters, with thick black smoke pouring from their tails, fell diagonally downward.

The Federation streamer piloting the fighter hadn't even had time to show joy on his face.

Ta-ta-ta—

The sound of machine gun bullets hitting the fuselage rang out, and the next second.

Crack!

The cockpit glass shattered, a burst of machine gun bullets passed through, and the Federation air force streamer's chest exploded with several large holes, his mouth constantly spitting blood.

He attempted to control the plane again, but everything went black before his eyes.

Directly restarted the game.

And the plane, with no one to control it due to the pilot's death, drew an arc in the air before suddenly turning and diving diagonally downward.

On the ground.

The Blue Star players who were watching the great battle in the sky showed excited expressions on their faces as they saw many planes falling while emitting black smoke.

But as those planes got closer and closer, the excitement on their faces gradually turned into terror, and they fled the area in a panic.

Boom—!

Boom—!

Boom—!

One plane after another fell from the sky emitting black smoke, and what crashed into the ground was not just the explosion of the plane itself, but also the loaded bombs and incendiary bombs; thick black smoke soon filled the sky.

The clouds in the sky were cut into pieces by the fighters, and the dense number of planes made it impossible to tell who was who.

The shot-down Imperial bombers, with no hope of escape, dropped their loaded incendiary bombs at all costs. The incendiary bombs falling like rain spread out in the air, scattered on the ground, and set large areas of land on fire.

In the sky.

Wei Ze piloted his bomber, flying over Britain, but he never pressed the bomb release button.

Ta-ta-ta—

The sound of machine gun fire sweeping across the fuselage came from the plane.

Crack!

The cockpit glass shattered, one of Wei Ze's arms was instantly blown off, and he was also hit in the shoulder and neck; breathing had already become difficult, and the bomber he was piloting began to fall diagonally downward.

On the ground.

The streamer who was broadcasting this apocalyptic scene watched another Imperial plane fall:

"Another one, how many is this now? I've lost count."

"I need to change locations... Huh?"

"It turned around? It's crashing into the river."

Rumble—!!

The bomber, fully loaded with ammunition, landed in the River Thames, and a huge fireball rose up.

Wei Ze's live stream went pitch black.

If you returned to the game section of Tian Sha live stream, you would find that the streamers who had high popularity due to their air force status during this period were now seeing their live streams go black one after another.

Except for Wei Ze, who gave up on his own.

The other streamers who had shot down many enemy planes in these days could not exert any technical advantage in such an air combat collision.

Just after blasting an enemy plane, several enemy planes' bullets would immediately pour in.

No matter how exaggerated the title of the live stream was, or how amazing the combat record was, it could not withstand the bullets of enemy planes.

They were blasted without the slightest pause, and then the screen went pitch black.

Under such circumstances, individual skill could no longer influence the outcome of the battle; the only possibility of survival was... to enter the battlefield as late as possible.

Just like the [Normandy Landings].

The first wave of soldiers to land on the beach was as good as dead... only the subsequent echelons had a slightly higher chance of survival.

The fierce air battle lasted for an entire day.

Almost none of the air force streamers on Tian Sha live stream were spared.

All of them restarted the game.

Only the players on the ground remained, looking at the sky under the blood-red sunset.

There was only the roar of planes in the sky and black smoke rising from various places on the ground; the immersive feeling was far more shocking than anything brought by a movie.

At this time.

Tian Sha live stream, game section.

Bai Xiang's live stream suddenly started, and the air force perspective instantly attracted a large number of viewers.

Some die-hard fans who rushed into the live stream were full of question marks.

[Disappeared for so many days, finally started streaming?]

[Air force perspective? How many times has this guy died? Finally got it randomly?]

[Good heavens, disappeared for half a month, finally became air force.]

[That's not right, why didn't the streamer participate in the air battle?]

[This direction...?!]

[Holy crap? You're going to bomb Berlin?!!!]

Following the direction of the sunset and looking through the cockpit glass at the vaguely visible continental plate, they discovered that this guy Bai Xiang had actually bypassed the air battle and was flying toward Berlin...

Looking at the barrage in the live stream, Bai Xiang's voice was a bit tired:

"That's right."

"I am going to Berlin."

"The initiator of this war is currently inside the Reichstag in Berlin."

"Don't think about tipping them off."

"Because... I've already arrived."

Bai Xiang piloted the plane and suddenly dove down.

The plane tore through the clouds, and Berlin below came into view. A piercing alarm sounded throughout Berlin, and a firepower net composed of anti-aircraft guns fired from all directions instantly.

And in Bai Xiang's eyes, the only target was that Reichstag.

According to the information he had been collecting during this time, at this time, the ruler of the Empire, the initiator of this war, was inside.

The viewers in the live stream looked at this scene in disbelief.

No one expected that Bai Xiang would hold back such a big move.

Some die-hard fans who were still worried about him didn't expect that this guy would be so crazy.

Although they knew that this war was initiated by the guy inside.

But ordinary players couldn't reach him at all, and even if some Federation players had ideas, they had no way to implement them, and now... Bai Xiang seemed to be about to do it.

The Reichstag on the ground became larger and larger in the perspective of Bai Xiang and the live stream viewers.

Everyone held their breath.

1,700 meters, 1,500 meters, 1,200 meters...

It had already passed through the first layer of anti-aircraft fire.

Thud—

The fuselage shook violently, and the sound of iron being torn apart rang out.

Everyone's heart sank; it was over.

The next second.

Dense anti-aircraft artillery shells tore through the fuselage.

Boom!!!

The bomber piloted by Bai Xiang suddenly exploded, the rear half of the fuselage emitting flames and black smoke, diving down, but the angle was inevitably gradually becoming vertical.

A strong sense of unwillingness appeared in Bai Xiang's eyes; he gritted his teeth and controlled the plane, blood constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth, his chest had already been pierced, and the scene before him gradually blurred.

He could only rely on instinct to rush toward the Reichstag.

Boom!

At a distance of more than two hundred meters, the bomber piloted by Bai Xiang inevitably crashed into the ground and exploded.

This suddenly started air force live stream screen suddenly fell into darkness again.

Countless viewers fell silent.

Although they were looking forward to his success, it was very reasonable for him to be shot down; this strange entanglement was intertwined in everyone's hearts.

It didn't succeed.

The bomber that crashed in front of the Reichstag was just an insignificant episode.

It would not change the direction of the war in any way.

Inside Polar Star Game Company.

Zhao Ming looked at the screen of Bai Xiang's live stream and shook his head:

"What a pity."

This could be considered a [Battle of Britain] instance with relatively large changes; Bai Xiang rushed into Berlin, attempting to take revenge, but crashed in front of the Reichstag.

Although it was very heroic... it had no impact on the final result of the battlefield.

Unless he really crashed into the Reichstag, perhaps he would kill someone...

Zhao Ming's gaze turned to other live streams.

At this time, the sky in the game had gradually darkened, and this air battle where both sides had exhausted their strength also began to withdraw their troops, but the discussion about this air battle did not stop.

It even alarmed the Federation high command.