My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 226 Blood stains the sky

"Ding ding ding..."

Bullets jingled on the fuselage of the B17, and Anderson manipulated the plane as much as possible to dodge it, but it was difficult for the bulky B17 to make too much movement.

"Thump, thump, thump, thump...!"

"Go to hell, yellow-skinned monkey!"

Cooper pulled the trigger, and a dual-linked cannon located on the top crazily output firepower, splitting the fighter plane that was too close in two.

"Ooh!"

"Good job! Cooper!"

The companions cheered him on, but Cooper couldn't laugh because there were four Falcons circling his mother.

They have been fighting in the air for seven or eight minutes. In addition to the one Cooper just hit, another Falcon was also killed by the machine gun on the tail.

However, they paid a heavy price. The fuselage of the B17 was already full of bullet holes. The machine gun position at the tail was smashed, and the two people inside were torn to pieces by the bullets on the spot.

One of the engines on the left was destroyed, the propeller could no longer move, and it was still emitting thick black smoke.

Fortunately, the air fortress is thick enough, and it can continue to fly even with such a serious injury, and the Japanese Falcon type is born with insufficient firepower, and there are only two 12.7MM machine guns on each aircraft.

Compared with other mainstream fighter jets of this era, the Falcon-style weapons are really slick.

"Bullets! Bullets! Bring me a box!" The twin turrets under the belly of the machine have already fired 300 rounds of bullets, and the machine gunner's feet are full of yellow shell casings.

"Here!" The companion in the cabin hurriedly brought over a chain box.

The two people in the turret quickly took over and reloaded, but the deputy accidentally slipped on the shell casings on the ground, and the chain box in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

"Damn! Tom, stand up!" The machine gunner shouted anxiously.

At this moment... a Falcon type pulled up from below aimed at the machine gun turret, and a long burst of bullets rained down.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

"Pfft! Puff! Puff..." The machine gunner and deputy were shot through their bodies in an instant, blood and internal organ fragments were sprayed everywhere, and the inside of the turret was already a mess.

This terrifying scene was really daunting, but the companion who handed the bullets jumped into the turret without hesitation, ignoring the disgusting remains of the corpse, hurriedly picked up the bullet box and put it on the machine gun, and at the same time shouted urgently road:
"Tom and Ryan are dead, come and help!"

The strong smell of blood made people sick, but he didn't dare to stop his movements, because if he didn't resist, what awaited them would be torn to pieces by these Falcon fighters.

Seeing that after fighting for so long, they were unable to shoot down the opponent, and instead, two planes were killed. The remaining four Falcon fighters changed their tactics.

They fight with them relying on their flexible mobility, just like hyenas on the grassland, they will bite you from time to time just beside you, draining your blood little by little.

"Shhh... ding ding ding!"

"what!!"

A string of fire snakes hit the cab, and the co-pilot was killed on the spot. The powerful kinetic energy of the 12.7mm bullet broke Anderson's left arm, and blood spurted out like a fountain!

"what……"

B17 suddenly lost control and fell obliquely downward. The pain caused Anderson to scream in pain. The front windshield was also smashed, and the wind blew violently into it.

The tilted fuselage caused chaos in the cabin, mechanical parts were flying around, and several machine gunners were hit with black noses and faces like bowling balls.

Cooper in the turret at the top realized that there was something wrong with the cab. He tried his best to stabilize his body and retreated from the turret, grabbing the bulkhead and climbing to the cab with difficulty.

"Come on! You damn old guy, get up!"

Anderson held back the severe pain and pulled up the control lever with one hand, tightly controlling the falling plane.Fortunately, the remaining three engines can continue to work, and the fuselage of B17 gradually stabilized, but the Japanese fighter planes chasing after them rushed towards them again.

……

On the other side, Wesker and Kevin were also in big trouble, with three Falcons biting behind them and firing continuously.

The two of Wesker shot down one of the enemy planes together, and at the same time avoided bullets left and right with their excellent driving skills, but the four Falcons were too close together, and in terms of maneuverability, the P40 fighter was far less flexible than the lightweight Falcon. , I can't get rid of them for a while.

"Kevin! To the clouds, to the clouds!" Wesker yelled at Kevin through the radio, and he must find a way to deal with it immediately, otherwise it will be a matter of time before the two of them are shot down.

"Roger that!"

Kevin understood immediately, pushed the lever to the end, and maneuvered the plane to the right to make a roll maneuver, flying towards the thick clouds below.

Wesker not far away was also heading in that direction, followed by two unknown enemy planes, firing clusters of dense fire snakes from time to time.

Just when Wesker was about to fly over the cloud, Kevin suddenly got out from his 12 o'clock direction, and even the Falcon behind him was exposed to his gunpoint at the same time.

"Thump, thump, thump, thump...!"

Wesker fired without hesitation. The P40E fighter he was driving had two 12.7 caliber machine guns and four 7.62 Browning machine guns under the wings.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Bang bang bang bang...!"

Kevin, who was flying towards him, also pointed his gun at Wesker's back. As the two planes passed by, they poured their firepower on the enemy plane behind each other, and the Japanese also opened fire on the two of them at this moment!

"Yamelo!"

Because the distance between the five planes is too close, there is no way to avoid the lasing bullets under the hedge.

One of the Falcons following Wesker was hit, and the bullets blasted the entire cockpit to pieces, and the little devil inside was no longer human, but the Falcon lost control and continued to fly straight in the direction.

And Kevin's wing was also smashed, and he couldn't make effective evasion when the fighter plane was damaged.

"Shit!" Kevin cursed in horror, the enemy plane continued to enlarge in his pupils, and it was too late to parachute.

"boom!"

A blazing flame erupted in the sky, and Kevin's plane collided fiercely with the Falcon!
Wesker quickly pulled the plane up and punched the cockpit glass: "No! Kevin!"

Looking at the two groups of free-falling plane wreckage below, Wesker felt extremely sad. He watched his comrades fall, but he had nothing to do.

Regardless of being too sad, he hurriedly adjusted his course and drove towards the sky, because the last surviving Falcon was still behind him.

"damn it!"

Wesker's wing tail was hit by a bullet, and the plane dragged a long black smoke across the sky, and it was obvious that there was something wrong with the steering system of the plane.

Since you can't hide, let's face it, those East Asian dwarves will pay the price for Kevin's death!

The wing was damaged, so he could only try his best to steer the plane over a huge turning radius, increase the horsepower and gallop towards the Falcon.

Are you going to have a final duel?Seeing the smoking P40 rushing towards him, the Japanese pilot sneered and pushed the joystick to climb upwards at an extremely fast speed. Unless a miracle happens, the other party will only have a dead end in this state!
The two fighter planes flew towards each other up and down, and Wesker opened the throttle full of anger and determination to die, and he was bound to drag that Falcon into hell together!
(End of this chapter)