Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 391 The Madness of the Chinese Air Force

The wounded Hawke III made a move that stunned Tang Ze and his party. He actually charged straight in the face of the gushing machine gun bullets without dodging or evading in this round of counter-shooting.

The two tongues of fire sprayed out by the [-]th Ship Battle hit the Chinese fighter plane again, but the Chinese fighter plane responded silently.

The machine gun bullets it is equipped with should have been emptied.

If there is no accident, Second Lieutenant Tang Ze's tail is eligible to be painted with a five-pointed star.

However, the prey that was at hand turned into a terrifying falcon at that moment.

"Our aircraft and our bodies are our last bullets!"

The last image that flashed in the minds of the young pilots was their squadron leader standing upright when he spoke to them for the first time.Most of the seniors who heard him lecture like this last time are gone.

The Japanese plane’s 7.7mm bullet pierced through the windshield in an instant, and in the cockpit where no one could see, the young Chinese pilot had already pushed the aircraft’s propulsion valve to the bottom regardless, and the 740-horsepower Wright engine roared. Increase the speed of the Hawker III fighter jet to 420 kilometers per hour, exceeding the maximum speed of 360 kilometers per hour designed by the Hawker III, which is a full 60. The result is that the aircraft engine will be completely scrapped after 15 seconds.

However, the Wright engine had no chance of being scrapped.

The distance of 1000 meters seems very far, but in the state of high-speed collision of two fighter planes with a relative speed exceeding 250 meters per second, it does not take more than four seconds.

However, Tang Ze and his party were stunned for more than 3 seconds before they could react. Regardless of whether the aircraft could withstand the huge overload, they desperately pushed down the rudder in an attempt to dive down to avoid the crazy Chinese fighter plane.

Apparently, the one second left for him was too short. As soon as the Nose of the Ninety-Six Ships sank, and the fuselage went down more than ten meters, the Hawker III, which also lowered the nose, slammed into it fiercely with a roar.

"boom!"

The two fighter planes exploded into a ball of fire.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" That was the terrible sound of the bombs carried by the ninety-six warships.

The debris from the two fighter jets blasted a firework in the air with an area more than ten basketball courts in size.

Not to mention the Chinese soldiers on the ground and in the air, even the main force of the Songjiang garrison ten kilometers away, all saw this bright fireworks.

It was the brightest fireworks that many people have seen in their lifetime.

Just under the blue sky in China.

Because, that is the brilliance that blooms with the light of life!
The nearly [-] Chinese soldiers who were ordered to hide stood upright, amidst the low voices of officers at all levels: "Salute to my air force!", raised their right hands and put them on the tip of their eyebrows!
"Send a message to the Songhu Theater Command, asking them to convey our respect to the Air Force to the Military and Political Department! They are one of the greatest soldiers I have ever seen." The lieutenant general looked up at the sky and growled order.

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"0358! 0358! 0358! Please reply!" A Hawker III fighter jet was circling two Japanese planes at an altitude of 1800 meters, perhaps startled by a huge explosion from the sky. The sky was full of fireworks, screaming the aircraft number of my friend.

But obviously, the young pilot who has turned into a breeze can no longer answer the call to make friends after eating and sleeping together for three years.

Only the fragments of the body of the sky were falling in the air under the action of universal gravitation.

There is a specially reinforced cockpit belonging to Hawker III, and there is also a shiny metal plate belonging to the ninety-six ship battle
Everyone knows that 0358 will not answer anymore, he has already died with the Japanese plane at the highest altitude.

Now there are only 4 Chinese fighters in the middle and low altitudes, and there are 8 Japanese fighters, which is just twice their number.

And the most frightening thing is not just the magnitude difference that is almost certain to lose.

Of the three veteran pilots who had combat experience, one was injured and struggled to escape in the direction of Jinling, one was injured and made an emergency landing, and one had already spilled blood into the sky.

The remaining three are all rookies. Although they have more than 200 hours of training flight experience, it is obvious that the battlefield and the training ground are two completely different examination rooms.

From this round of fierce battles, the veteran pilots only died one person, while the rookies can find the answer by killing three people in a row. Even if their courage is destined to become the most proud symbol of this era, it fully proves that their combat effectiveness is not as good as theirs. Seniors who are catching up.

The most fatal is the gap in quality.

As a commander, and also as an ace pilot who shot down 10 Japanese planes, Le Yiqing certainly knew all this. His voice was still calm, but his heart was already burning with anxiety.

The heavily damaged Japanese plane was even more difficult than he had imagined. Perhaps their eyes were reddened by hatred, and they did not choose to evacuate as before, but chose a decisive battle, a decisive battle of life and death.

Moreover, they are very smart. They did not choose to kill hard steel like the weaker Chinese fighters, but made full use of their numerical advantages.

As an ace pilot with 8 five-pointed stars sprayed on the fuselage, and who showed his prowess on the battlefield of air combat and shot down two opponent fighter planes in a row to prove his ability, of the 8 Japanese planes, 3 Japanese planes regarded him as for the target.

Two Japanese planes were just behind his buttocks, one on the left and the other on the right, and the shadow of another Japanese plane was walking through the clouds in the corner of his eyes.

They are like a group of wild wolves wandering in the wilderness, only waiting for their prey to show their flaws, they will show their crazy fangs.

As for the other five Japanese planes, except for a fighter plane with two five-pointed stars sprayed on it, which has strong self-sustaining strength and is entangled with a Chinese fighter plane by itself, the remaining four are fighting a Chinese fighter plane two by two.

Relying on the absolute superiority in numbers, the Japanese HNA pilots gave up the honor of the so-called Imperial Japanese Navy. They worked together to deal with difficult opponents with 2v1 or even 3v1, making full use of the advantage of being shameless and invincible to the extreme.

This is a losing battle.

Ever since they gave up on fleeing from the low altitude and rushed to the high altitude, the ending was already doomed.

If no miracle happens.

On the battlefield, there has never been a miracle that fell from the sky, only courage.

"Squadron leader, go back and tell those girls for us that 0358 is doing a good job, and 0356 did not disappoint them!" The red-eyed Chinese pilot suddenly pushed the rudder.

They swung their wings and passed by the hillside countless times, and they could almost see those young and beautiful faces clearly. Naturally, they showed their numbers like a proud little rooster showing its beautiful feathers.

Hawke III, who was racing, no longer cared about the Japanese plane that was chasing him behind him, and dived straight down from an altitude of 1800 meters in a high-diving posture, aiming at the plane with two five-pointed stars chasing his comrades in the air at a low altitude of 1000 meters. The Japanese plane strafed bravely, and the speed far exceeded the 130 meters per second stipulated for the dive.

"Damn it, 0356, you are committing suicide." The ace pilot in the distance punched the instrument panel in front of him hard, and a teardrop fell from the corner of his eye behind the windshield.

The 0356 Hawker III, which dived down at a near-suicidal high speed, succeeded, directly smashing the tail of the Japanese plane that was caught off guard.

The two five-pointed stars disappeared as the tail panel was damaged.

This is the price of installing 13. Without five five-pointed stars, the Japanese pilot is still far away from the ace, and this distance, from this moment on, he can no longer close it.

The Japanese plane that lost its tail swayed as if drunk and struggled for 1000 meters. Finally, it could no longer control its balance and fell towards the ground. A white umbrella flower bloomed in the air.

The Japanese pilot was forced to parachute.

But before that, the Chinese Hawker III numbered 0536 could no longer see the results of its own battles. There was no need for the Japanese planes to chase after it. The double-winged Hawker III completely disintegrated in the air, like a torn kite , the fragments swirled in the air and fell.

In exchange for death, the courage of the young Chinese Air Force silenced the sky and the earth.

"Baga, the Chinese are all lunatics, a bunch of lunatics." The Japanese pilots could only use such words to describe the tragic scene in front of them.

This is not praise, but wins all praise.

Because the Japanese are scared.

But the arrogant Japanese HNA was wrong. This was not the last madness of the brave and fearless Chinese Air Force.

(End of this chapter)