my bright sword career

Chapter 550 Long Live the Air Force
The dive attack plane whizzed down from high altitude, and the bombs mounted on the wings gleamed coldly in the sun. It seemed that these bombs would fall off the wings after a while, causing heavy damage to the Eighth Route Army soldiers on the ground.

Just as the soldiers looked helplessly at the attacking planes that swooped down, there was another sharp whistling sound in the sky, and two sky-blue fighter planes swooped down from the sky like falcons.

The eight 12.7 large-caliber machine guns on the wings of the fighter jet poured orange-red flames at the same time. In just a few seconds, hundreds of large-caliber bullets instantly enveloped the space hundreds of meters ahead.

Thanks to the foresight of Gao Hongming from later generations, the fighter jets of the Liantai Flying Corps today have always been loaded with an armor-piercing incendiary bomb and a white phosphorus bullet every six rounds of ordinary bombs.

Most of the Japanese aircraft are made of aluminum structure, so that once they are hit by incendiary bombs, they will burn directly, and the high speed of the aircraft will accelerate the burning speed of the fighters, resulting in no time for the Japanese fighters to escape after being hit.

This is why the Japanese Army Air Force pilots in Shanxi suffered such heavy losses in the past two years.

After a successful blow, the two fighters did not hesitate at all. While pulling up the nose, they pushed the throttle valve to the maximum, and the plane roared and climbed towards the sky.

The sudden attack shocked the remaining two Type [-] attack planes. Seeing the two attack planes plummeting to the ground not far away, the pilots on the remaining two attack planes were frightened. Desperately pulling the plane up while yelling over the radio.

"The fighter plane... is the fighter plane of the Liantai militia... Escort team... Escort team, come and support us!"

In desperation, the two pilots couldn't care less about their reserve, and immediately called for support.

Mr. Lin just nodded slightly and didn't speak. If you just observe carefully, you will find that there is a strange light in his eyes looking at the two planes in the sky.

And the behavior of the two Japanese pilots did get feedback. Just when they were more than 800 meters away from the ground, a Type 500 fighter finally couldn't support such a high-intensity pull. There were several pieces, and before the pilot even had time to jump out, he slammed into the ground at a speed of more than [-] kilometers per hour, and finally turned into a puddle of indistinguishable meat paste.

The two fighter planes that suddenly appeared belonged to the third battalion of the Liantai Flying Corps.

Facing the two Nakajima Type [-] fighters that were rushing from embarrassment into anger, the pilots of the two Hellcat fighters just smiled contemptuously, and pushed the throttle valve with their left hands, and the Hellcat flipped deftly. The target suddenly disappeared.

"not good!"

Although the establishment of the third brigade is relatively late, they are equipped with the F6F Hellcat fighter jet known as the Zero Killer.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a burst of dazzling orange light flashed less than 300 meters away from him. Hundreds of large-caliber machine gun bullets enveloped his position. It became a flame.

The two Type [-] fighters that had just climbed did not hesitate at all when they saw this. With a push of the joystick, the two Type [-] fighters rushed towards the two Type [-] fighters that had just climbed halfway.

"Teacher...political commissar..." At this moment, a communication staff officer ran towards the two of them panting with a radio on his back.

This fierce air battle is a long story, but in fact it only passed less than 5 minutes.

After shooting down two Type [-] fighters, the two Hellcat fighters climbed up again and wanted to find the bad luck of the remaining two [-] attack fighters, but found that they had long since disappeared. He didn't leave, but lowered the altitude, hovering in the low sky, the blue sky and white sun emblem under the wing was shining brightly in the sun.

A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on the foreheads of the two pilots. As pilots, they certainly knew that in aerial combat, if the plane in front of you suddenly disappeared, the only possibility was that they had already circled behind you.

The other Type [-] fighter was scared out of its wits when it saw this, and couldn't care about anything else, so it hurriedly pulled the control stick into its arms. In a burst of "creaking" sounds, this Type [-] fighter finally changed from the dive state to Flat fly.

And all of this also stunned Master Lin, Political Commissar Luo and the vast number of commanders and fighters of the 115th Division on the ground.

Political Commissar Luo couldn't help sighing, and said to Mr. Lin beside him: "Old Lin, I finally understand why the world is vigorously developing the air force. An army without an air force is incomplete, and it is also difficult to obtain victorious."

Before they had time to think about it, they immediately pushed the joystick under the conditioned reflex, and the two Type [-] fighters sank their noses and dived towards the ground at the same time.

Many soldiers and commanders cheered hoarsely while shedding tears. Many of these soldiers and commanders were old Red Army soldiers who had climbed snow-capped mountains and grasslands. In their memory, every time an enemy plane came It brought them destruction and disaster.

"Master... Master Commander... Those two fighter planes in the sky contacted us... and... and they want to talk to you by name."

At this time, the ground was already overwhelmed by the cheers of thousands of soldiers, and many soldiers even shouted the slogan "Long Live the Air Force".

Although this fighter is not as strong as the first equipped P47 Thunderbolt fighter, and the six machine guns on the wings are not as powerful as the eight Thunderbolts, it has better climbing and hovering performance. In front of it is a little brother, not to mention a fighter jet.

But in order to get rid of the two Hellcats behind them, they couldn't care less, they could only grit their teeth and push the throttle to the maximum, and dived down towards the ground desperately.

But today, this situation is reversed, and they can also get support from their own planes.

Due to the high speed, the dive speed of the Type [-] fighter has reached [-] kilometers per hour. For the thin-skinned Japanese aircraft, this speed is already very dangerous. The Japanese pilot sitting in the cockpit can even hear The fuselage has started to make a "creaking" sound.

Two Type [-] bombers and two Type [-] fighters were shot down, which was done by the two fighters that just emerged.

Mr. Lin was slightly startled, and reached out to take the earphone and microphone.

"I'm Lin*, the commander of the 115th division. Please tell me if you have anything to say!"

"Hello, Mr. Lin, I am He Daqing, Captain of the Liantai Flying Corps Transportation Division. We, Commander Gao, were very moved when we heard that your Ministry had made the long journey from Shandong to Shanxi to help our army. We heard that your Ministry was frequently attacked by Japanese aircraft along the way." harassment.

Commander Gao specially ordered us to send two squadrons of fighter planes to escort your ministry, and decided to airdrop some medicines, food and ammunition supplies for your ministry. Please choose an open space in one hour and light three piles of thick smoke for your ministry. Our transport aircraft indicate the target so that we can drop supplies by air. "

(End of this chapter)