After the ideological struggle, Kuroe Yasuhiko regained his former self-confidence.
The old devil first rubbed his face, and then replied in the communication channel with high spirits:
"Xiaojima-kun, your point of view is very reasonable. I shouldn't be too nervous. The enemy's air force is indeed nothing special."
"The reason why the Army Aviation of the North China Front was at a disadvantage in previous wars was simply because the performance of the Type 97 fighter jets had obvious flaws."
"Now that we are equipped with more advanced Type One and Type Two warfare, there is no reason to be afraid of any enemy! Even the ghosts and beasts of the Ugly Kingdom are definitely no match for us."
"In the days that follow, I will personally avenge the tragic deaths of the warriors! Let the Eighth Route Army understand what generational differences in technology mean!"
Hearing this, Kentaro Kojima nodded happily.
Being timid before fighting is not the mood that elites like them should have.
As long as his captain can regain his confidence, the next battle will be smooth sailing. An ace pilot with high fighting spirit can definitely kill everyone on the battlefield.
"Heijiang-kun, we."
Before he finished speaking, Kojima Kentaro suddenly felt a chill piercing his heart, as if some man-eating beast was about to attack him.
The sixth sense developed through years of life-and-death fighting allowed the Japanese captain to subconsciously perform flip maneuvers.
At the same time, he looked up suddenly.
I saw an unfamiliar fighter plane swooping out from the thick clouds eight hundred meters above me. In the hazy clouds, he seemed to see a pair of cold and ruthless eyes.
"Enemy attack!!!"
Heart-rending roars resounded through the Japs' communication channels.
But before the other team members could react, Kentaro Kojima was hit by a cannon fired from the sky. A mixture of red and white liquid filled the cockpit, and a living beast instantly turned into a pile of tattered minced meat.
The first person to launch the surprise attack was naturally Captain Wang Hai, who pursued them all the way from Huairen. Before the shooting ended, he controlled the Spitfire fighter numbered 079 to perform a breakaway maneuver.
Such bold behavior by a skilled artist is a sign of confidence and strength.
Considering that the Japanese Army Aviation's Type 1 Fighting Falcon and Type 2 Fighting Zhongkui are equipped with self-sealing fuel tanks and bulletproof steel plates. In order to ensure a one-hit kill, Team Wang also fired a few bursts at the enemy aircraft's magazine.
"boom!"
Erli Shenjiao's performance was still stable. The 20mm artillery shells hit the target with excellent ballistics, and the Type II fighter jet exploded and disintegrated directly in the air.
However, Kentaro Kojima’s death is not meaningless.
Because the old Japanese used his own life to give an early warning to his teammates, the Eighth Route Army Air Force's recent raid did not achieve a bumper harvest. They only killed five 97 single-light aircraft, three one-type combat aircraft, and one type two combat aircraft.
After all, BZ tactics focus on suddenness, and if discovered in advance, the effect will of course be greatly reduced.
Looking at the enemy plane that had successfully escaped, Kuroe Yasuhiko shouted angrily:
"idiot!"
"What on earth is going on? Why does the Eighth Route Army have so many Spitfires!"
"Useless T-tech, I shouldn't trust these intelligence agencies that are always unreliable! Climb up quickly! Don't let the Eighth Route Army gain an energy advantage!"
The battlefield was changing rapidly, and the Japanese had no time to complain.
After receiving the order, the two surviving wingmen responded immediately.
They first converted the four-finger formation into a three-machine formation, then pulled up the nose of the aircraft and began to climb, trying to gain a height advantage before the duel began.
In the original expectation of the Japanese pilots, even if the enemy's Spitfire fighter had the speed advantage, they could get the upper hand by relying on the unparalleled performance of the Type 2 fighter.
After all, it is the Army Aviation's first secret weapon specially designed to intercept bombers and conduct vertical maneuver operations.
Unfortunately, it backfired.
When Kuroe Yasuhiko gritted his teeth and braved the risk of black vision, he climbed in the Type 2 fighter at full speed and high angle of attack. A fact that made him despair immediately shattered his previous illusions.
"Why?"
"Why can't my country's most advanced fighter jets catch up with the Spitfire during the climb? Could it be that the Germans are hiding something and withholding intelligence?"
"It shouldn't be. The Italians also provided the same data."
In fact, this is really not to blame for Tokusan and Spaghetti Zangzang. After all, Daiying himself does not have many Spitfire Mark5 and Seafire at this stage. The limit of the Axis allies is to provide relevant data on early models.
As for the Big Jet Nine, it was only installed in 1943.
If we want to calculate the relationship by force, Super Marlin Company will have to come to the Republic of China to pay the licensing fee to Huanghe in two years.
After realizing that he could not catch up with the Eighth Route Army's Spitfires, Kuroe Yasuhiko decisively decided to run away. We are at a disadvantage both in quantity and quality. What is the difference between fighting hard and seeking death?
Rather than die in vain, it is better to find a way to bring the information back.
"Retreat! Don't think about saving those dive bombers. The most urgent thing now is to save your own life."
After receiving the instruction from their superiors, the three Type II fighters immediately stopped climbing.
The Japanese were so confident before, but now they are so embarrassed. All they want now is to swoop into the clouds, even at the risk of red vision.
After completely gaining the height advantage, Captain Wang Hai directly led his formation to dive and attack. The soldiers stepped on the rudders and pushed the sticks one after another, and started shooting at a 45-degree angle from a distance of 400 meters.
Since the enemy has no intention of fighting, we don't even need to calculate the lead time. You only need to cover the opponent's forward path with long bursts of fire, and you can destroy the enemy aircraft with a high probability.
"Boom!"
After the two explosions, only Yasuhiko Kuroe was left in the original four-finger formation, still eking out an existence.
As the ace pilot of the Army Airlines, he forcibly made a breaking S maneuver at the critical moment of life and death.
The old Japanese piloted the fighter plane in a 180-degree descent roll. While rolling in the opposite direction, he pulled the stick back to make the plane descend. It was the sudden roll change and dive that caused the King's team to miss the opportunity to shoot.
Temporarily escaping pursuit, Kuroe Yasuhiko dived into the clouds without looking back. Looking at the empty surroundings, he trembled while thinking about the way out for the future.
"Baga, is this the Eighth Route Army?"
"A whole five squadrons were easily defeated and crippled. Three years ago, five squadrons could even kill nine artillery regiments of the Jinsui Army."
"No, we must avoid a head-on confrontation with the Eighth Route Army in the future. The enemy is strong and we are weak, so we can only win by outsmarting us."
(End of chapter)
