my bright sword career

Chapter 385 Forced Landing There

But the angry gaze only lasted for a few seconds, and then the three of them realized that if it weren't for the sergeant's voice, the shuttle of bullets just now would have sent all three of them to God.

McLaren cleared his throat, and before he could speak, the sergeant hurried to the porthole and looked forward, "This guy has parachuted, may God bless him!"

Harry was startled and angry when he saw all kinds of fighter jets flying up and down, and turned his head to look at McLaren: "Didn't you just send a telegram to the White House the day before yesterday, saying that the Japanese Army's Third Flying Group suffered heavy losses? , Where did these planes come from?"

McLaren said helplessly: "Professor Harry, I am just an American military attache in China, not the commander-in-chief of Japan in China. The total number of Japanese aircraft in China is at least [-] to [-]. Maybe these planes are from other countries. Called from the war zone."

Harry pointed to the Japanese planes outside the porthole and asked, "Colonel McLaren, I don't think I've seen these Japanese soldiers before. Can you recognize the type of these Japanese planes?"

McLaren frowned, "I don't know, maybe this is the latest new aircraft developed by Japan. Now is not the time to talk about this, we have to find a way to land as soon as possible."

After that, he turned his head and asked the sergeant: "Sergeant, how far are we from our destination now, can we contact the Liantai militia?"

"We are in contact." The sergeant said, "But now you'd better get out of here quickly, I can't guarantee that the Japanese fighters will not send another round of bullets here."

McLaren looked at the walls on all sides and saw a series of bullet holes running from the front right of the cabin to the rear left.

"Fortunately, it was a Japanese plane. These were shot by machine guns. If it was a French plane, it would be a 20mm machine gun. We would have blown it up a long time ago. Professor Harry, hurry up and talk to Ambassador Gao Si Go to the back, it's relatively safe there."

When the three of them came out of the lounge, they suddenly felt that the plane began to tilt to the left. Harry couldn't help but look towards the cockpit, and saw a series of bullet holes on the aluminum lattice door of the cockpit.

"Not good!" The three of them immediately felt a chill down their backs.

"The cab was also shot." The sergeant pushed the three of them away and rushed to the door of the cab, trying to open it and enter.It was found that the door of the cab was blocked by something and could not be pushed open.The sergeant knocked hard a few times, but no one answered.The plane banked more and more to the left, and the engines let out a horrible whine.

"Oops, we're diving!" McLaren exclaimed.

"What are you still doing, hurry up and knock the door open with me!" The sergeant yelled at the three who stayed in place.

Harry and the others looked at each other, and quickly slammed into the door with the four sergeants. The thing inside was knocked open, and a gust of air rushed towards him like a storm.The four rushed into the cab against the airflow, and they were stunned by the sight in front of them.

The cockpit was in a mess. There were two rows of bullet holes from right to left on the bulletproof glass on the top. Among the four petal-shaped windshields on the front nose, the two on the right and the front machine gun had disappeared. There was only a big hole about one and a half meters left.

The co-pilot in that position was covered in blood, lying sideways on the horizontal bedding.The telegraph operator on the other side, with his head thrown back, was hit by several machine-gun bullets, and blood was splattered everywhere.

The pilot on the left was trying to control the plane, but the blood streaming down his forehead blocked his vision.

Seeing this, the sergeant hurriedly took out a first aid kit from the first aid kit, gave him the blast wound, and washed his eyes with clean water.

"Okay buddy, don't worry about this for now." The pilot said, resisting the pain in his head, "come here and help, Tom, help me stabilize the plane, or we will all be over."

After the four entered the cab, Harry and Goth carried out the dead co-pilot and telegraph operator, while the sergeant came to the driver and pulled the joystick back with him.

"Baby, stop for me!"

With the efforts of the two, although the left and right balance of the aircraft was corrected, the situation was still very bad. The flight instrument panel in front was pierced with several holes by bullets, and the altimeter and speedometer were completely scrapped.

While the sergeant and the pilot were trying to control the plane, Harry and Goth were staring at the radio in front of them in a daze.

Gao Si looked at Harry, "Professor Harry, you are the most knowledgeable among us, do you know how to use it?"

Harry said with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, although I'm a professor, I don't know how to play with this thing."

The two looked at the driver, but after seeing the driver and the sergeant desperately pulling the joystick, the two could only swallow their words again.

"That was just a random try."

Just when people were rushing to try to operate the radio station, the driver was reducing the throttle to the minimum, lowered all the flaps and speed brakes, and pulled the joystick back desperately. The engine was still making a screaming sound. The ten-ton plane was still in a hopeless dive.

"Pull up... get up quickly!"

At this time, the pilot and the sergeant had already put all their energy into the joystick, but the plane continued to slide. Seeing the heavy ground getting closer, everyone's eyes showed a look of despair.

But their luck was obviously good. When the plane was less than 1000 meters from the ground, the whistling of the engine stopped, followed by a gentle and even roar, and the nose began to slowly rise.

At this moment, there was a burst of cheers from the back cabin, and a soldier rushed in and said loudly: "Sir, we are saved, the Chinese reinforcement fighters are coming?"

"What... did the Chinese reinforcements come so fast?" Harry was slightly taken aback. He turned his head to look around and found more than a dozen thick and short fighter planes appearing around him at some point, turning up and down. The flying ones fought against the Japanese planes.

Accompanied by bursts of rapid machine gunfire, the Japanese planes that were still raging just now fled around like frightened birds. They even saw two Japanese planes being hit by dense bullets and bursting into flames on the spot. The machine even exploded in the air.

Seeing that the Japanese machine that was still raging violently just now was beaten and fled in all directions, everyone was relieved.

Only then did Harry have time to ask the pilot: "Second Lieutenant, can you teach me how to handle this guy?"

"Of course." The driver gave up the driving position to the sergeant, and then came over and fiddled a few times, "Sir, here is the radio switch, here is the frequency adjustment, it has been adjusted now, you just need to put it on Just start calling from the headset."

When Gao Si put on the headset, an anxious voice immediately rang in his ears: "Seagull No. 1 called Red Eagle No. [-]. How is your situation? How is your situation? Our reinforcement plane has arrived. Please persevere... Please persevere, the Yangping Town Airport is four kilometers ahead, and you can make an emergency landing there!"

(End of this chapter)