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Chapter 547 "Wings in the Sky" 5
August 8, Hangzhou Jianqiao Airport.

The sky had just cleared, and all pilots under the aviation force, except for the airborne security personnel, went to the situation room to wait for orders, as did senior officers such as captain Gao Zhihang.

The entire situation room was full, with the superiors sitting in the small conference hall and others gathering in the hall outside. The expressions on everyone's faces varied, some were excited, some were angry, some were calm, and some were confused.

Huang Guoxing was calm about that part. He sat in his seat and smoked slowly, reviewing all the arrangements in his mind.

After giving instructions to Xiao Yu'er at home, Ah Sheng was sent back to his hometown to visit relatives. He also went to Nanjing to make a stop in advance, in case he and Xiao Yu'er went to the "rear area" without a place to stay.

What he doesn't know now is that the capital Nanjing will also fall together.

After confirming that nothing was missing, I stopped thinking about it.

He is not an indecisive person to begin with, otherwise he wouldn't be able to pursue Xiao Yu'er desperately after falling in love at first sight. Under the current situation, he has some confidence in his flying skills. Since he decided to stay and try it out first, he should do whatever he wants. Anyway, he has nothing to worry about now.

As for any unexpected events on the battlefield, since he had never been on the battlefield, he thought his luck would not be that bad.

Since the air force has not yet received a formal attack order, everyone can only wait.

The atmosphere in the entire situation room was still very lively. The pilots were smoking cigarettes in twos and threes, analyzing the frontline battle reports, and talking with indignation.

"I don't know if the Army guys can withstand it. I heard that troops from all over the country are moving to Shanghai."

"Yes, the Hunan Army, the Guangdong Army, the Gui Army, the Sichuan Army, the Northeast Army from many places, and the farthest Guizhou Army are here."

"I estimate that our orders should come out tomorrow at the latest, either to take the initiative to attack or to help the army hold its position."

"Yeah, but I still want to take the initiative to attack."

"My majestic Chinese nation has been devastated and ravaged by Japanese slaves. It is heartbreaking. I often feel sad and cry for it. Now, given this opportunity, I will make sure that the Japanese slaves never come back!"

"Everyone, just watch, I will give the little devils some color and let them know that the Chinese nation is not that easy to bully."

"Yes, if you get one, I'll fight the next one. If you get two, I'll fight the next pair. I will definitely become the first ace pilot."

"Hey, you, I think it's not even close. If you want to get the first trump card, you have to at least compare to Guoxing."

"Hahaha"

"If you expose others but don't expose weaknesses, I will compete with you to see which one of us has more kills."

"Fart, why don't you show some shame? I'm from the bombing brigade. Are you competing with me? Why don't you compete with me to see who can sink an RB warship first?"

"What are you talking about, you, a member of the bombing brigade?"

"Oh oh oh~~~~"

The pilots were in a state of joy, and these young people seemed to have no idea what it meant to be afraid at this moment.

Gao Zhihang and other group commanders sitting in the small conference room saw such a scene and didn't care. They were also happy to do so. It was good to be able to soothe the pilots under them before going to the battlefield.

At this time, due to its strategic location, Hangzhou Jianqiao Airport can take care of both Shanghai and Nanjing directions. Therefore, it has gathered the most elite forces of the Chinese Air Force.

Two of the four bomber groups of the entire Air Force (the 4st, nd, th, and th bomber groups, of which the th Group is the heavy bombing group and the th is the attack aircraft group), the st and nd Bomber Group.

The 4th Fighter Group among the three Fighter Groups (3rd, 4th, and 5th).

The models of the two bomber groups are relatively mixed. The only one that can be called the main force is the Northrop 1935E single-engine, two-seat bomber, which was jointly produced by the Hangzhou Aircraft Manufacturing Factory and the American Northrop Company in 2.

This is a light bomber with good speed, but the maximum bomb load is only 450 kilograms. In order to maintain the range, sometimes the bomb load must be reduced accordingly when refueling, so its bombing capability is not as much as it appears on paper. But in China right now, it is already the most affordable model.

As for bombers with larger bomb loads, longer range, and faster flying speeds, there are not no bombers, but they are all purely imported, and the number remains in single digits. There is no combat scale at all, and the actual significance is not great.

Shen Chonghui and Yan Haiwen's aircraft are this 2E Northrop light bomber. When the two graduated from aviation school, they were assigned to the bomber group due to their low flying scores.

Their station is not in Hangzhou, but at Jianqiao Airport, which they just transferred to yesterday.

The fighter group that Huang Guoxing belongs to is a Hawk III type.

Of course, the old classmates were extremely excited to meet each other. Yan Haiwen directly praised Haikou in front of Huang Guoxing.

"Brother Guoxing, I have been looking forward to this war for a long time. I vow to use my bombs to make the enemy pay a bloody price to comfort the elders in my hometown."

Shen Chongjie is younger than the two of them, but he also looks excited at this moment.

"In the all-out war of resistance, the top leaders of country D finally made the right decision. It should have been like this a long time ago. The little devils are too bullying. I will sink their combined fleet this time so that they can no longer show off their power."

Pull it down, your 400 kilogram bomb load is so embarrassing. You can't carry the powerful 500 kilogram bomb. You can only carry the 250 kilogram bomb, and you can't dive. Talk about blowing up the transport ship. I want to blow it up. Shen warship, it depends on God's mood.

Huang Guoxing had a clear mind, but it was hard to discourage his two friends at this time. He could only promise with a smile:
"Okay, I will escort you when the time comes, and you can just blow up."

"It's a deal, hahaha."

While the three of them were chatting, the officer on duty walked into the situation room.

"Huang Guoxing, prepare to board the plane and perform alert duty."

"Yes."

"I'm leaving now. Let's talk later."

After saying goodbye to his two friends, Huang Guoxing arrived at the airport and happened to meet the service officer Lao Sha, who showed that he had just prepared the plane for Huang Guoxing.

"Chief Sha, how is my plane?"

Huang Guoxing put on his goggles and asked Lao Sha casually while checking the mechanical status of various parts of the aircraft.

"Brother Huang, you still can't believe me. The oil and ammunition are all full, and the engine is very stable."

"Haha, thank you, Chief Sha."

Huang Guoxing boarded the plane, and the ground crew removed the ladder and removed the block in front of the wheel. Another person immediately took a position in front of the propeller.

A hand with leather gloves stretched out of the cockpit and raised his thumb. The ground crew at the front of the aircraft received the instruction, held the propeller with both hands, riveted it hard, flicked it down hard, and then quickly evacuated.

"Thud, tug, tug."

The engine exhaust pipe under the nose first emitted a burst of choking black smoke, and then slowly subsided.

The takeoff commander in the distance raised the green flag. Huang Guoxing pushed the accelerator, and the engine speed suddenly increased. The huge fuselage began to move forward, and the speed gradually increased. It didn't take long for the aircraft's wheels to leave the runway, and the entire aircraft began to change. He got light and flew smoothly into the sky. Two comrades on the same flight also took off one after another under the leadership of Huang Guoxing.

They circled around the airport, reunited with their comrades, and began to form a three-plane formation, one in front and two in back, like an inverted V shape.

The aviation tactics of this period were still relatively rudimentary. The mainstream aviation tactics in Europe and the United States were three-plane formations or six-plane large circle formations. The only two-plane formation tactics with long wingmen and the larger two-plane formation tactics were the German Air Force. Fully enabled.

The Chinese Air Force learned from the United States, so it still implements a three-aircraft formation.

In fact, this formation tactic is also related to the overall development of aircraft. Early aircraft models were all bi-wing models, which were not fast and were not equipped with radio stations. All commands could only be executed through body movements and gestures, so only Only when the commander makes corresponding flight movements and gestures in front can the aircraft behind understand the commander's intentions and follow them.

Huang Guoxing was the commander of this three-aircraft formation. He led two people to hover in the air to greet the previous group of comrades on duty. After they lowered their altitude and landed at the airport, he swung the control stick to make the wings of the aircraft shake slightly. Then he stretched out his arm from the cockpit and drew a circle with his finger upward, signaling the comrades behind him to prepare to follow him to increase altitude and circle the sky for warning.

Just as the three of them were slowly pulling up, they could faintly hear a buzzing siren coming from the airport below. Huang Guoxing stuck his head out and looked down. It was obvious that Jianqiao Airport was in chaos.

The air defense forces were dispatching urgently, and the anti-aircraft guns were raising their muzzles and pointing into the distance. A large number of ground crews rushed out and pushed the planes filled with fuel bombs to the runway. The pilots were sitting in trucks, scattering seeds one by one. were sent to the plane.

Huang Guoxing noticed in particular that all those dispatched this time were fighter jets. After thinking about it for a moment, he understood.

It's definitely not a frontline air control mission, otherwise it wouldn't be so urgent. If you think about the actions of the air defense forces, it must be the enemy coming to bomb the airport.

He is in the air now and cannot receive any news, so he can only analyze everything by himself.

Huang Guoxing controlled the aircraft, maintained the altitude, and continued to observe. He found that the muzzles of the air defense forces were all pointing to the 5 o'clock direction in the south.

Then most of the enemies come from this direction.

He made a gesture and ordered the remaining two aircraft to follow him to climb altitude and search south for warning. Pushing down the throttle, the engine hummed loudly, and the three fighters began to climb at a high speed. After a while, they reached an altitude of 5000 meters. This altitude was close to the upper limit. Huang Guoxing led the team to slow down and start searching.

At this moment, the clouds in the sky are thick and the visibility is not very good. His own mission is to guard the airport. Even if he has a certain judgment about the direction of the enemy, he does not dare to leave the airport too far. He can only take advantage of the high altitude. He led two comrades to circle and search in this direction.

At the same time, he glanced at the time and saw that three minutes had passed since the alarm was sounded at the airport. It would take at least 10 minutes for the teammates to dispatch the plane, scramble into the air, form a formation, and then climb to a relative altitude.

This means that once an enemy plane appears now, he must go up to it and buy time for his comrades within 7 minutes to avoid the airport being bombed.

At this time, China did not have radar, so it relied on setting up observation posts in advance to detect the movements of the enemy's air force. Huang Guoxing knew that Jianqiao Airport also had observation posts outside the airport, but he did not know how far away the observation posts were that sent the warning.

Manual observation inevitably contains errors.

If calculated based on the nearest 10 kilometers and the extreme warning circle, it means that the enemy has only a short 5 minutes to react at the airport.

On the one hand, time was tight, but the greater crisis came from the fact that he was always in the sky and had no idea the scale of the enemy's bombardment, the specific number, and whether there were fighter jets accompanying him for escort.

They only have three planes now. In these seven minutes, under all circumstances, they can only rely on the three of them.

Huang Guoxing pursed his lips and felt that his palms were a little sweaty.

Frankly speaking, at an altitude of 5000 meters, the airflow is cold, and the cockpit is not closed. The pilot is completely exposed to the air. Unless he has gone through a high-intensity battle, it is difficult for the pilot to sweat. A pair of thin leather gloves cannot completely Resisting the cold is only the minimum guarantee that your hands can remain flexible to control the aircraft.

The truth is that he is a little nervous. This has nothing to do with courage. Human beings will have this kind of emotion when facing everything unknown. What's more, the RB Air Force is several times more powerful than them. The number of aircraft on the Chinese battlefield alone is as many as 1000. According to his understanding , bombing the main airport of the Chinese Air Force will inevitably dispatch a huge fleet of aircraft.

This also means that the situation he faces next will definitely be outnumbered.

Count the ball, just die. No, I can't die. I still have Xiao Yu'er. If I die, what will she do if she is alone? But, this is a battlefield
Huang Guoxing's heart was in turmoil, and he subconsciously looked sideways at the two comrades behind him.

He also pursed his lips tightly and looked nervous, but his eyes were full of determination.

Time passed by minute by second, and before Huang Guoxing could figure it out, several huge black spots suddenly appeared in the clouds below.

"1, 2, 37, 8, 9!"

The nine twin-engine medium bombers, from a distance, should be the 9 Land Attack of the RB people, probably flying from Taiwan Bend.

What about fighter jets? Where are the enemy's escort fighter jets hidden?
According to tactical regulations, he should first deal with the escorting fighter jets, and then intercept the bombers.

Huang Guoxing looked nervously at the two comrades behind him. He wanted to ask his comrades if they had discovered the enemy's escort fighter jets.

The answer was no, and the two comrades also shook their heads anxiously.

They didn't find it, but at this moment, time no longer allowed him to search anymore. His current location was not far from the airport, and the RB bombers had begun to lower their altitude, which was obviously an action about to start bombing.

Glancing at the time again.

Only three minutes have passed.

The group's planes had just taken off and were forming a low-altitude formation. They had to climb again. At the Hawk III's climbing rate, it would take at least 4 minutes. This time would be enough for the enemy to drop the bomb.

Can't wait any longer.

"Fuck it!"

Huang Guoxing swallowed subconsciously, controlled the aircraft to shake its wings, then stretched out his arms, pressed down, then pushed the joystick and began to dive downwards.

"Woo-buzz~buzz~"

The sound of the propeller churning the air flow was intertwined with the roar of the engine, covering up all the surrounding sounds. Huang Guoxing only felt a ringing in his ears, and the blood in his body began to surge rapidly. The white silk scarf around his neck was stretched into a straight line, and the enemy bomber's figure became larger and larger in the scope.

The camera switches to the leading bomber of the RB fleet.

The co-pilot observer is making an emergency report.

"Sir, the enemy's aircraft at the airport are taking off urgently and are expected to engage our fleet in three minutes."

"Yo Xi, maintain the formation, speed up, open the magazine, and prepare all self-defense weapons to fire."

"Hi!"

The machine gunners on the R Army bombers began to pull the gun bolts one after another. The machine gun turrets attached to their backs began to rotate forward. The self-defense machine guns on both sides of the fuselage also began to urgently change directions. The ammunition feeders in the cabin began to fire out rows of bullet chain.

The aiming officer, with big beads of sweat on his forehead, was reporting the distance through the sight on the belly of the aircraft.

"Distance 4000, altitude 4500."

"Distance 3500, altitude 4000."

“Distance 3000”

Suddenly a scream came from the machine gun emplacement above.

"China fighter~~~"

The commander of R Army suddenly opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth and shouted: "What direction?"

Before he finished speaking, a series of "pop", "pop" and "pop" sounds of metal explosions were heard in the cabin. Several clouds of blood mist exploded from the commander's chest in vain, and his body trembled continuously. The fierceness in his eyes disappeared instantly and he fell softly.

Blood and sparks were everywhere inside the plane, and a neat row of holes appeared in the ceiling from the nose to the cabin.

After Huang Guoxing completed a dive strike with his aircraft, he immediately followed up with a roll and pulled away to the left. The climb speed of his aircraft was limited, so he only had this opportunity to use the height advantage to dive strike.

But the firepower of the Hawker III was obviously not enough. The bomber had a huge fuselage. His attack was too direct and did not knock down the pilot aircraft. The shooting of the two comrades only left a few bullet holes in the enemy's wings.

Huang Guoxing was a little upset. He didn't know that although he didn't shoot down the plane this time, he killed the enemy commander.

"Shoot~shoot~"

The R military aircraft group was in a panic for a moment. Machine guns fired at Huang Guoxing one after another. Yellow flashing tracer bullets appeared in the sky, biting the tail of his aircraft.

Entering the battle, Huang Guoxing's adrenaline was soaring. At this time, he could not think any more. The only thought in his mind was to shoot down the enemy's plane.

The three-machine formation obviously did not have an advantage when facing the enemy's group of nine aircraft. In this case, the efficiency of the formation attack was very low. Huang Guoxing made a prompt decision and made a gesture to let his comrades spread out and launch a free attack. Then he Start looking for angles again.

The bombers are all in groups, using self-defense machine guns to form a network of anti-aircraft firepower. If a single fighter jet wants to rush in, it is similar to a solo charge on the ancient battlefield, which is extremely dangerous.

But at this moment, he had no choice but to rush forward and disrupt the formation of the enemy planes.

opportunity!

The two comrades dispersed to both sides of the enemy plane, attracting a lot of firepower. Huang Guoxing saw the opportunity, bullied himself again, detoured in front of the enemy plane, and began to dive again from a slightly higher position.

The enemy's machine gun fire came in an instant, but he didn't know that this time it was a false shot. After the aircraft gained the acceleration of the dive, it immediately pulled down and rolled directly downwards.

The plane flew past the enemy at high speed, and the enemy's machine guns could not catch up with his speed.

"Ah~~~"

Roaring all over.

Huang Guoxing got under the enemy planes, hurriedly changed from a dive attitude, overcame the acceleration on his body, gritted his teeth and pulled up the joystick, and pulled it up diagonally. The enemy planes reappeared in the center of the sight.

Aim at the wing and pull the trigger.

"Chug tug tug tug"

A series of flames burst out, and the huge enemy bomber flashed sparks on the wing. Then, a burst of fire broke out, and then the entire wing suddenly tore apart and flew away, and the fuselage instantly disintegrated in the air. Falling downwards with layers of firelight.

"Fight the next fight!"

(End of this chapter)