Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 395 Destiny's Side by Side

Hawke III, who rushed out of the hail of bullets, made a big turn ahead!

The two pilots who were already exhausted in the sky stopped for a while and also entered the low altitude. Their squadron leader was waiting for them.

After the three fighters converged to one place, they roared from a distance of three kilometers and jumped down to a low altitude of less than 200 meters, connecting end to end in a straight line, maintaining a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour. Although it was still fast enough, it was already maintaining The aircraft has reached the minimum speed necessary for lift.

Three fighter planes lined up in a row passed over the Chinese infantry who raised their arms and shouted. In the cabin, the three pilots held the rudder with their left hands, and slowly raised their right hands to the brows.

That was the Chinese Air Force's tribute to the Chinese Army, thanking them for their help, otherwise this time, they must be one out of ten.

The loneliness of losing all comrades in arms is more terrifying than death!
Otherwise, the Air Force of Proud Roaring Sky would never have made such a move after the fuel was close to the critical value of the return trip after the fierce battle.

The distance of 200 meters is enough for the soldiers on the ground to see their saluting gestures clearly, even if Hawke III is moving forward like lightning.

That is the tacit understanding that belongs to the soldiers.

"Salute!" Lei Xiong roared wildly.

Thousands of ground troops raised their right hands to the three Chinese fighter planes passing by, including cavalrymen who were still riding on horseback.

This is a return and a salute.

It is the Chinese infantry who pay their most sincere respect to their comrades in the sky.

Without their hard work, most of the thousands of abandoned children here today would never have the opportunity to raise their arms to pay tribute.

It is these warriors in the blue sky who leave the hope of life to them.

"Chinese Air Force, pay tribute to the Chinese infantry guarding the land; Chinese Army, salute the Chinese Air Force guarding the blue sky! This should be the most touching way to celebrate victory I have seen in my life!
Yes, the only way to express the hope of these Chinese soldiers for the coming victory is to pay tribute and give military salutes to their respective heroes.

Even if in the future, the people in this space will become heroes like their fellow robes, I believe that none of them will forget this morning.

The sun rises, but the sun flag falls hard!
This is what they in the sky and the earth got in exchange for their brave sacrifices.

Moreover, I dare to conclude that these people who raised their arms high will be as fearless as their comrades who can no longer raise their arms!
Because of this country and its people! "

Tantai Mingyue wrote so impassionedly in her battlefield diary.

However, after all, she still had something in her heart that she didn't record in her diary. Looking at her hero standing in the middle of the wilderness, his figure was as straight as a pine, with a triumphant smile on his face, but deep sadness in his eyes. moment.

For the first time in her life, she felt that she was so close to him, yet so far away.

On the battlefield, we are victorious.But where should the souls of those heroes belong?Their mothers, wives and children can no longer wait for their return.

In particular, those soldiers who died were under his military order, not moths, but took the initiative to fight the fire.

As the commander, what kind of sadness is he!

At this moment, he must be in need of comfort, Tantai Mingyue actually had an impulse to hold this iron-hard soldier in her arms, and told him about her past, whispering softly, watching him fall asleep, Like a mother holding a baby.

Yes, Tantai Mingyue's female intuition is correct.At this time, Tang Dao is at an important stage of transition from soldier to general.

As the best individual soldier, he can do one to ten, and he can choose to put himself in the most dangerous situation, even if it is a narrow escape, just to win the final victory.

But the times make heroes, and the interlacing of time and space that cannot be explained by science has brought him to this era. He is no longer a simple Chinese soldier. He has grown up in constant fierce battles and eventually became a commander who can command hundreds or even thousands of officers and soldiers. official.

The cruel battlefield forced him to make cruel choices. In order to win, someone must sacrifice.Even if he is very clear, for this national war, no one can sacrifice, including the two lieutenant generals, including himself.

But before that, more lives had to die before them.

The first responsibility of a commander is to win the war.Therefore, Tang Dao must learn to give up, including giving up the life of his comrades extremely coldly.

It is actually different to take the initiative to lead 3000 people to a dead end and issue a military order to let dozens or even hundreds of people advance against the bombs and bullets of the Japanese plane.

The situation on the battlefield is ever-changing, and a dead end is not necessarily a dead end, but if you advance against the bomb, you must die.

More importantly, no matter how great the sacrifice was, he was with them. Being in the game, he naturally didn't have to experience the sadness that drove his colleagues to fight.

The results were brilliant. 15 Japanese planes were shot down, which could even shake the Japanese military circles. The Chinese military and civilians will definitely be greatly encouraged by it.

But so what?That was in exchange for more than 100 living human lives.

At the moment when everyone was celebrating, Tang Dao's heart was actually extremely fragile and desolate.

But this is what he has to experience and overcome. If he can't bear this, just like Colonel Xie's evaluation of him, he can only be an excellent battalion and company commander.

If a soldier wants to grow up, he must learn to accept sacrifices, accept that people he is familiar with leave him one by one, and never return.

If a general wants to grow up, he must learn to be ruthless and even cruel, cruelly throwing fresh lives into the battlefield like a meat grinder.

If you want to cherish life, you must first have a paradise that belongs to life.

The dove of peace soaring in the sky is doomed to be a dish on the dinner table in an age when everyone needs to survive.

This is the price of growth!

Although the price is extremely cruel!

However, Tantai Mingyue was also sensible enough, she didn't try to appease him, because she knew that Tang Dao didn't have much time to repair his sadness at this moment.

The air battle is over, but the pursuers on the ground are about to kill, and the battlefield that belongs to him may come soon.

The three fighter planes lined up and flew over the ground battlefield at low altitude. They not only saluted the ground army, but also bid farewell to their comrades.

The wreckage of planes on the ground is everywhere, both Japanese and Chinese. Five of the ten fighter planes crashed here, and five Chinese pilots are buried in this land.

After the final farewell, the three fighter planes roared and jumped into the sky, flying towards Jinling.

Tantai Mingyue told Tang Dao, who had regained his composure, about the name of the ace pilot of the 'eight-star' fighter plane.

For Little Butterfly from the future, the name of 'Zhao Zilong in the Air' is naturally impressive, and it is only a blessing to be able to see his demeanor here and fight side by side with him!
It's just that Tantai Mingyue felt again that there was a deep sadness in Tang Dao's eyes.

Is it because the Hawke III was injured by the hail of bullets under his military order?
Tantai Mingyue is very smart, she guessed the appearance of the matter.

'Steel Helmet of the Earth in the South of the Yangtze River' did take the damage in this round of 'Fire at Me'.

In the cockpit that no one saw, the thigh of the Chinese ace pilot was actually dripping with blood.

At least seventy to eighty rounds of heavy machine gun bullets were hit on the Hawker III body, and the cabin located in the middle and front of the aircraft was the hardest hit area. Thanks to the American cowboy's 'bathtub' aircraft cockpit, which is ahead of this era, it is fired from the lower part. Most of the incoming bullets did not penetrate the bulletproof steel plate.

But the bulletproof plate is not a panacea. After all, some bullets were shot from an oblique direction, and the bullets did not hit the human body, but the resulting ricochets rolled and hit Le Yiqing's thigh.

A blood hole the size of a cigar appeared on his thigh. If it deviates by two centimeters, it will hit the artery. Then this Chinese ace pilot may not have the opportunity to salute the army on the ground and his compatriots.

But this is not important.

The important thing is that the little butterfly who traveled through time knew that in that time and space, the ace pilot who terrified the pilots of the Japanese invaders, navy and army would die in the sky over Jinling 20 days later.

At that time, the Chinese Air Force only had two fighters capable of combat.

With one equal to dozens, two Japanese planes were still destroyed, and then the beloved Chinese blue sky fell.

This time, will he still have such a fate?

Tang Dao didn't know.

He didn't know if he would have the chance to be side by side with the best pilot in China again.

Maybe this farewell, goodbye indefinitely.

The only thing Tang Dao can be sure of is that the fate of Songjiang's army has changed.

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