My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 505
At 9 o'clock in the morning, when a ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and mist and shone on the earth, the hazy scenery around gradually became clear, and the fog finally dispersed under the gentle breeze.

The harsh siren sounded at the airport, and the mechanics conducted a final inspection on the fighter plane, ammunition, engine, propeller... because every link can not go wrong.Countless ground crews, like hardworking ants, dragged the fighter planes out of the hangar and guided them to line up and wait for takeoff.

Jamie put on his flight cap and goggles and boarded the plane along the ladder. He was just about to check the equipment when he sat in the cockpit, but he saw a B101 bomber with No: 17 taxiing on the runway out of the corner of his eye.

The huge fuselage shone with metallic brilliance in the sun, and the machine guns on the exposed circular turret were even more murderous, really like a sky fortress covered in thorns.

"Hey Jamie, Willis and the others are really fast..." Another pilot on the wingman next to him greeted him.

"Today's flight mission is not easy, come on, don't let them steal the limelight." Jamie raised the corner of his mouth, and then pulled the cockpit cover up and closed with the help of the mechanic.

Buzz! ! !
The huge roar of the engine resounded through the sky, and one fighter after another began to take off slowly. They formed a formation in the air, with three sky fortresses as the core, formed a huge bombing formation, and galloped towards the sky above Ren'anqiang go.

At the same time, the 20th Air Force on the Indochina side was also in action. Nine B26 bombers took off from Imphal and flew towards the Burma-Siam handover area in the southeast of Zen State. The aircraft group descended like a dark curtain, making people daunting.

At this time, Chen Jize led the tank regiment and Fan Xiangwu's infantry regiment had already arrived at the outskirts of Nankan. The vanguard had already engaged the Japanese army. The shells exploded and endless flames swept across the battlefield. A big battle was inevitable.

The Honorable Third Division set out from Mandalay and divided into two groups. One went down the Besuri River, a tributary of the Ayeyarwady River, and the other marched south along the Burma-South Railway line.

The combat objective of the whole army this time is very clear, to attack the various strongholds and defense lines of the Japanese army, annihilate their vital forces, and clear the way for the large troops to go south.

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At high altitude, the crew of B17 Sky Fortress No. 1 is doing the final regulation inspection. This time the task is low-altitude bombing. Each of them carries ten 10-kilogram KAI high-explosive aerial bombs. Precise bombing at 200 meters in the air, the error basically does not exceed 500 meters.

The explosive power of this kind of aerial bomb is extremely strong, with built-in high-efficiency TNT explosives, and the killing radius is about 50 meters. Even if you hide in a bunker, your internal organs will be shattered by the huge shock wave.

The cloud in front gradually became denser, and the bomber formation quickly entered it. Due to the obstructed view, the flight formation had no choice but to raise its altitude and prepare to cross the cloud.

The straight-line distance between Nankan Airport and Ren'anqiang is less than 17 kilometers. According to the flight speed of B[-], it can reach the target location in one hour.

Wesker in the driver's seat held the joystick with one hand while picking up the map to check the current position. After confirming that the coordinates were correct, he immediately turned on the radio and said excitedly:
"All right, gentlemen, this is Foxhunting No. 15. There are still 15 minutes to arrive at the destination. All crews, please get ready. Repeat... There are still [-] minutes to reach the destination. All crews, please get ready."

"Zizi... Received from Foxhunting 17, Wesker, we haven't found any enemies so far, I dare say that the brothers in the escort formation will be busy for nothing today..." The captain of another b[-] came over the radio the sound of.

"God...Hunter, your beak is as annoying as a woodpecker in the forest...Zi...Zi."

"Haha! Davis, remember the bet? If you can't shoot down a Japanese plane today, you'll have to buy us all a drink."

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The calm atmosphere made people relax, and the radio channel seemed to be turned into a chat tool. Obviously, they didn't pay attention to the enemy. This operation was more like a drill, which made people feel boring.

Chris in the round turret under the belly of the machine rested his hands on the machine gun, looking boredly at the majestic clouds below. .

This is the most dangerous and boring position on the entire crew. There is only one deputy shooter and two double-linked 12.7mm machine guns to accompany him, but the wind and the noise of the engine make it impossible for them to chat.

Buzz! !

Suddenly, there was a whistling sound of fighter planes that did not belong to the formation on the side. Chris was startled, and quickly turned the direction of the turret to look around.

It's just that he looked around and found nothing abnormal, but the piercing roar of the plane became louder and louder from far to near. At this time, other crew members also discovered the problem.

"Zi...Zi... Something is wrong! There is something underneath!"

"Be careful!"

"God! Spotted the enemy plane! Seven o'clock direction!"

In an instant, more than a dozen black shadows suddenly emerged from the clouds below, and the bullets swept upwards like a fire dragon. A P40 dual-aircraft formation located below was hit instantly, and the fuselage was hit by bullets. Black smoke came out. The tail of one of them was directly broken, and the unbalanced fighter fell to the ground like an eagle with broken wings.

It turned out that the cunning Japanese used the clouds as a cover and followed the opponent from a distance to lurk in it. After they adjusted their positions and waited for the opportunity, they suddenly attacked from the side and below, which immediately caused a trace of panic in the bomber formation.

"Shit! Mike's plane was shot!"

"Damn it, help me! They're right behind my ass!"

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"Don't panic! The Eagle Strike Squadron meets the enemy, Andrew, your squadron is fully escorted by the bombers!" Jamie gave the order decisively, and at the same time drove his fighter plane towards the enemy.

"Hey! Jamie, how about I?"

Andrew, who was in the other direction, saw the situation below through the windshield of the cockpit, obviously a little ready to move.

At this moment, the nearest escort squadron had already started fighting with the Japanese army. The opponents were twelve Falcon fighter jets. Although they used sneak attacks to destroy two of their own planes, the opponents did not have an overall advantage in numbers.

"No! Do what you should do!" Jamie flatly refused.

He has always been the supreme commander when performing field missions, and Andrew has to obey orders.

The situation is not clear now, and it is doubtful that a dozen or so enemy fighter planes would dare to come over to be tough. The calm Jamie did not order the whole team to pursue, but left Andrew Squadron to accompany the bombers in case of emergency.

The three B17s immediately climbed up and away from the battlefield. The machine gunners on the fuselage turret did not dare to breathe, and they were ready to pay attention to the surrounding situation.

(End of this chapter)