Special Forces of Crossing: Cloud's Anti-Japanese

Chapter 1989 Bo Sha
At a distance of about 5000 meters, for the two opponents who are approaching at a high speed of 15 kilometers per hour, if they do not evade, they can collide in [-] seconds.Two Zeros climbed towards him one after the other, Zhang Fengchao shouted: "Biaozi!" He immediately increased the accelerator to the maximum, pushed the push rod slightly forward, and controlled his own plane to drive towards Sato The zero fight forced the past.Biaozi's name is Xiang Biao, but he is his wingman.Biaozi responded with "yes", stepped on the gas pedal and pushed the push rod, and the controller continued to fly high.

The four fighter planes protruded from the headquarters cluster in twos to form arrows and flew towards each other, like a wind and electric engine, and the distance of hundreds of meters passed in the blink of an eye. 3000 meters, 2000 meters - Sato stared at Zhang Fengchao's baiji, counting silently in his heart. Just after the number 5 passed, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.At the same time, he moved his hands and feet, and his landline rolled violently, and then raised its nose sharply. The cannons on both sides of its wings immediately spewed out flames, and the tracer bullets instantly pulled out a bright line of fire, heading straight to the left of Zhang Fengchao. Biaozi on the side left.

Sato's wingman pilot is named Yoshimoto Oshima.The two have been working together for less than a year so far, and they already have a tacit understanding.Sato just started to roll, and Yoshimoto had already pushed the accelerator to the end, and his landline rushed forward to take over Sato's position, and then there was a "chug chug" sound, and when he was 3000 meters away from Zhang Fengchao, his machine gun Just fired.Sato and Yoshimoto's Zero War belonged to the same model, equipped with a 20mm caliber cannon with an effective range of about 2000 meters.The two of them launched almost at the same time, and their intentions were very obvious. Gibbon was responsible for restraining Zhang Fengchao, forcing him to make a maneuver.Sato is responsible for killing the wingman driven by Biaozi first.

Sato just started to do the roll maneuver, and Zhang Fengchao made a response almost at the same time.He narrowed his eyes slightly, and pushed the lever to the left. The fighter jet shook violently, and the fuselage changed from a horizontal state to a vertical state almost instantly.Then, in the eyes of onlookers, he seemed to be flying straight towards Gibbon's gunfire, but in fact he was a thousand miles away. He cleverly avoided Gibbon's preemptive bombardment, and he was unreasonably still dead bit Sato's Zero Fighter.

When Sato's Zero Fighter headed upwards and covered Biaozi, the latter realized what he might do next.The young man clenched his teeth and held his breath. He pulled the push rod to the end and the accelerator to the end, and his landline continued to jump upwards. In a few seconds, he climbed nearly 800 meters and reached a height of 8000 meters. The string of shells that Sato fired over.

A round of shooting was missed, and the leading Baiji Dolphin flew a few hundred meters closer. Sato's eyes shrank for a while, and he pulled the putter hard to the right. When the accelerator was released, the plane immediately rolled and fell down.

Zhang Fengchao's left index finger had already begun to exert force. Seeing this, he let go, and his right hand pulled the push rod, and the fuselage trembled again, returning from the vertical state to the horizontal state. But at a distance of more than 1000 meters, the two of them can almost see the goggles on each other's faces clearly. "Flies are hateful!" Zhang Fengchao said silently in his heart, and moved his left index finger to the left sideways, touched a button, and pressed it hard.Almost at the same time, a "bang" sounded, and a ball of flames suddenly burst out from under the right wing of the fighter plane, and then surrounded by smoke, a large ball of fireball roared out, flew out about 300 meters, and then separated, turning into dozens of fireballs towards the sky. Gibbon and the Japanese fighter planes behind him rushed over.After completing this action, Zhang Fengchao directly pulled up the fighter plane without checking the effect, then pushed the push lever to the left, and then accelerated the gas pedal. His landline immediately drew a big semicircle, and immediately grabbed Biaozi's Baiji Dolphin. Front.Immediately, amidst the sound of "rumbling" explosions, two Baiji dolphins passed by the rain of bullets, biting Sato's Type Zero one from the left and the other from the right.

The profession of aviation is definitely the most attractive among all arms, not one of them.The rigor of the selection of the aviation unit of the Xuebing Army is second only to that of the Spike Special Forces.In this way, becoming an aviation soldier who can strike the sky with eagles has become the dream of almost every young person who is lucky enough to join the cadet army.When the student army air force selects aviation cadets, the examiner must ask a question: Why do you want to be in the air force?
"Sir, I think the Air Force is super cool!" Zhang Fengchao, who was already a second lieutenant platoon leader, replied.

It's definitely not a standard answer, and it's even suspected of grandstanding. Fortunately, Xue Bingjun doesn't care much about these empty things.However, since then, Zhang Fengchao's file has added the item "Applied because he thought the Air Force was super handsome".The promotion of an officer above the military academy level needs to be approved by the Political Department of the General Headquarters. Ouyang Yun happened to meet him, and when he conferred the rank of major on Zhang Fengchao, he asked him: "Major, please answer me. Are you super handsome?!"

Day and night memorizing operation manuals, escape manuals, test flights, and learning command skills have long made Zhang Fengchao very nervous. He couldn't sit down and answer this question for a while. Of course, maybe it's just because he was awarded the title by the commander-in-chief. , so excited that his brain lacked oxygen, he stood there stupidly not knowing how to answer.

Empress Zhuang on one side laughed heavily: "Commander-in-Chief, I think he is Huanxi stupid!" Then he reminded in a low voice: "When I asked you why you applied for the Air Force, your answer was that the Air Force is super handsome!"

Suddenly Zhang Fengchao came back to his senses and replied solemnly: "Super handsome!" Then he said in a low voice, "However, the price is not small."

Ouyang Yun laughed loudly: "Regret it?!"

"No regrets! I think the price is worth it!"

Ouyang Yun patted him on the shoulder and said with emotion: "Some people say that aviation is the most attractive branch. I would like to add that it is also the most risky branch! Work hard, Major!"

The Air Force is indeed the most risky arm, not one of them.There is no room for negligence during combat, and you must go all out during training.It is no exaggeration to say that as long as you become an aviation soldier, no matter whether it is training or combat, you cannot tolerate the slightest negligence, and even so, accidents are inevitable.

Before becoming an aviation soldier, Zhang Fengchao only thought that this branch was super handsome, but after training to become a qualified pilot and a front-line commander, he realized that the super handsome aviation soldier needs to take such a big risk and needs to Bearing such a great pressure is really beyond the capabilities of ordinary people.

Zhang Fengchao suddenly remembered this, because just as he and Biaozi were locking on Sato's Zero Fighter from left to right and ready to fire, the engine on the left side of his Baiji Dolphin unexpectedly turned off.

The fuselage suddenly trembled violently, and then tilted to the left. His heart shuddered, and he turned his head and glanced at the left wing engine. His eyes were rounded, and sweat came down his forehead—the speed of the left propeller was soaring. Seeing that the number of propeller fans could be clearly seen, he was so depressed that he cursed fiercely: "NND!"

(End of this chapter)