my bright sword career

Chapter 556 Intense Air Combat

The Japanese fighter planes rushed towards the bomber group from multiple directions, like dozens of sharp knives, rushing towards the bomber of the Liantai Flying Corps with murderous intent.

The distance between the two sides was approaching rapidly. All the Japanese pilots, including Xiang Shan and Saburo, the captain of the 21st Flying Squadron, involuntarily held the joystick tightly, especially the machine gun firing button under the index finger. Now this The little button has become something that saves one's life and kills the opponent.

"Amaterasu God bless!"

There were still about 400 meters in the dive to the bomber group, Xiangshan and Saburo saw the top turret, tail turret and porthole turret of the bomber began to flash dazzling flames.

Almost at the same time, the entire sky was covered with traces drawn by dense tracers. When they approached a distance of about 300 meters, Xiangshan and Saburo, who were at the lead plane's position, rolled and swooped to the right quickly with a bunch of joysticks.

Other fighter planes also can carry out similar attack simultaneously from other directions, and what have is dived from high altitude, and what also has is dived from horizontal direction.

"I'm shot! I'm shot!,"

Before the pilot in the headset could finish speaking, a Zero fighter that cut into the bomber group turned into a red fireball in the midst of dense crossfire, and fell rapidly towards the ground. The pilot didn't even have time to parachute .

At this time, nearly a hundred escort clusters composed of P47 Thunderbolts and F6F Hellcat fighters around the bomber group also rushed towards Asahi planes from various directions.

A rain of orange-red tracer bombs and armor-piercing incendiary bombs formed an impenetrable fire net of death. Japanese planes touched the fire net like moths to a flame and turned into fragments.

At this time, the machine gunners and crew members sitting in the bomber were almost stunned watching the scene in front of them. The Japanese fighter jets were like ballet dancers on the stage, evading maneuvers in the dense ballistic trajectory.

But no matter how they maneuvered, under the firepower net of the escort fleet and the densely formed bomber fleet, the originally dense Japanese planes fell down one by one.

But despite this, none of the Japanese planes chose to retreat and escape. They charged non-stop with the courage of moths to a flame. Many bombers had to start dodging.

Faced with such crazy actions by the Japanese planes, the originally airtight bombing formation finally began to evacuate.

Once the bombing formation becomes loose, it means that the opponent has an opportunity to take advantage of it. Soon a B25 bomber whose wing was shot and smoked began to leave the formation.

"You are the one!"

Xiangshan and Saburo, who had been hiding nearby like a poisonous snake for a long time, did not hesitate. After a dive, they pressed the fire button. The two 7.7mm machine guns on the wings and the 20mm machine gun at the nose position were within 200 meters away. At a distance of 25 meters, one after another armor-piercing shells were shot into the body of the B[-] bomber. It was not until the moment of impact that Xiangshan and Saburo pulled up the joystick and almost stuck to the plane, emitting black smoke and began to fall downward. bombers fly by.

Xiang Shan and Saburo ignored the falling bomber, but roared loudly after climbing a certain height, "Attention everyone, attack the leading bomber!"

The reason why he gave this order is because in the bomber fleet, the first one is the pilot, and all the bombers follow him to drop bombs, and the most important thing is that the pilot is often the most skilled and experienced pilot in the fleet serve.

Unfortunately, the lead bomber was now the same plane that Doolittle was flying.

Seeing the two Japanese planes rushing toward him like arrows leaving the string, Doolittle in the cockpit drove the plane as far as possible to keep the distance from the group behind him, and at the same time shouted to the internal communication channel: "Paul... For God's sake, don't let that damn plane come near us!"

"I'm doing my best, sir!"

At this time, Paul was holding a 12.7mm Browning aviation machine gun at the tail of the plane, and was desperately strafing the Zero fighter that was rushing towards him.

The dense rain of bullets kept chasing that Zero fighter, but that Zero fighter was like a nimble little fish, rolling and jumping non-stop, so that all the bullets fired at him passed by it.

Seeing that the Type Zero had already rushed in front of him, Paul could even see the ferocious and crazy eyes of the Japanese pilot.

"It's over!"

Paul closed his eyes in despair. Now the distance between the two sides is less than 100 meters. The pilot of the Zero fighter at this distance can hit him even with his eyes closed.

Just as Paul closed his eyes and waited to die, a blue figure passed by, and then the Type Zero that was about to fire suddenly turned into a ball of fire in the sky.

"God, thank you, you saved us!" Looking at the Hellcat fighter jet passing by, Paul was so excited that his eyes turned red.

But soon Doolittle's roar sounded in his earpiece: "Paul, you idiot, if there is another time, I will definitely stuff you into the ammunition compartment and throw you down like a bomb!"

"Sir, they are here again!"

As soon as Doolittle finished speaking, a Type Zero suddenly swooped down from a high altitude, and three dense rains of bullets shot towards the bomber driven by Doolittle from the upper left. Several 20mm anti-aircraft shells hit the bomber. The wing, the wing instantly burst into thick smoke.

This Type Zero was piloted by Xiangshan and Saburo, who was well versed in missing a single hit and then fleeing away. After sweeping a bunch of bullets, he immediately pulled up the nose and tried to climb up again. ,

Only this time his luck seemed to be running out, the two P47s that had been eyeing him for a long time rushed straight down from the height, and the zero-type he was driving was instantly enveloped by the rain of sixteen bullets.

Doolittle, who was sitting in the cockpit, could even clearly see that the skin of the Zero fighter that was only more than 100 meters away from him was lifted piece by piece and started to catch fire. The whole plane was almost surrounded by dense machine gun rain. middle.

Xiangshan and Saburo didn't even have time to exclaim, the Type Zero he was driving exploded in the air, and the whole plane turned into countless fragments and scattered from the high school.

The encounter between the two fleets was so sudden, and the air battle was so short.

Xiangshan and Saburo commanded 128 remaining fighter planes in Shanxi to launch a final attack on the incoming bomber fleet of the Taiwan Company Flight Corps.

After the battle lasted for more than 20 minutes, all Japanese aircraft groups including Xiangshan and Saburo were wiped out.

Finally, when the last Japanese plane was shot down, Doolittle sighed with mixed feelings as he looked at the bomber group and escort group that had reorganized into formation.

At this time, the sky is invincible, only a few white clouds drifting past peacefully, the wind has already blown away the gunpowder smoke, if it is not for the occasional black smoke rising from the ground, it is almost hard to imagine, here in just a few days Minutes ago, there was a fierce air battle here.

(End of this chapter)