Four white condensed contrails hung in the blue sky. The tallest white contrail suddenly rolled sideways as it went upwards, undulating like water waves, which was very dynamic.
The air is filled with smoke, the smell of war.
Looking down from an altitude of six thousand meters, the ignition points of several Type 96 Land Attackers that crashed on the ground were as big as matchboxes.
on the ground.
The armored men armed with weapons began to surround and suppress the parachuting Japs.
A kid pulled out a pistol in the air and was about to shoot at the crowd on the ground. His parachute was suddenly hit by a bullet and leaked. Then a few seconds later, he hit the ground like an iron ball with a "bang" sound. There was an explosion, and the whole person was thrown into a puddle of flesh. His belly exploded, and his internal organs and blood splattered everywhere.
When the other little devils saw the tragic situation of their teammates being thrown, they were so frightened that they quickly threw away their pistols and raised their hands in the air to surrender.
Two little Japs were caught by the swarming armed guards before their feet even touched the ground. They knelt on the ground like dogs, with prayers and begging for mercy written on their faces. They no longer had the arrogance and domineering arrogance they used to have in the air.
When several other little devils were still more than one meter above the ground, the legs of the young men who came from the bee pupa were broken with sticks. They screamed and begged for mercy. The sounds were heard...
The young men don't care about preferential treatment of prisoners. They are not soldiers anyway and do not need to abide by military regulations. They only know revenge. The sticks in their hands fell like raindrops. For a while, the bones of the little devils broke and the wails came one after another...
Don't the Japanese proclaim that their pilots are not afraid of death and will always be loyal to the emperor every day? But now they are wagging their tails like dogs and begging for mercy.
According to records, during the entire World War II, only Chinese fighter jets had the weakest performance, and the average war life of pilots was also the shortest. However, among all countries, only Chinese pilots have never been prisoners. They would rather die than surrender to defend the dignity of aerial knights. Only war can The Chinese pilots who died on the battlefield were not captured by the Chinese Air Force.
No. 214 Messerschmitt suddenly recovered from the climb, rolled out of the zero-fighting three-plane pursuit net, and dived downward to pursue the Type 96 land attack. All actions were done in one go, cleanly.
Although the three Japanese pilots in Zero War were excellent, their reaction ability was still inferior compared to Zhou Zhihan. It was not until No. 214 Messerschmitt rolled away from their heads and dived downward that they recovered. God came, and he quickly recovered from the flat shot, dived with the putt, and the three machines pursued him in a vertical formation.
Twenty seconds later, the hearts of the three little Japs went cold. They could only watch helplessly as the Chinese fighter jet with serial number 214 in front of them got further and further away from them, even if they increased the dive speed. To the extreme, the fuselage was trembling more and more, and it could only watch as the opponent rushed towards another Type 96 Land Attacker like a sharp arrow.
The pilot of the Type 96 Land Attack saw four of his own bombers shot down one after another by the same Chinese fighter plane. This was the first time he had seen it since coming to China. He was so frightened that he quickly asked the bombardier to throw all the bombs. Go down, then turn around and return.
Seeing the No. 214 fighter jet swooping down from the sky like lightning, the two rear machine gunners of the Japanese opened their eyes wide and held the machine guns tightly. Their palms were sweaty and their breathing was tense. The muzzles followed the swooping No. 214. Messerschmitt kept moving, loudly urging the pilot to speed up and get out of this damned place.
The rear machine gunner's voice was full of panic: "God, the yellow nose of that fighter plane is getting closer and closer to us. I can see the cold light flashing from the muzzle under the nose. How can it fly so fast and kill it so easily?" Our three fighter jets were far behind."
The top machine gunner was so nervous that his throat was dry and a drop of sweat rolled into his eyes. He rubbed it a few times and continued to turn the muzzle of the gun to aim at No. 214 Messerschmitt: "Please speed up, Mr. Tian Ye, China The speed at which this fighter dived was terrifying."
The pilot was also very nervous and shouted: "The throttle has been pushed to the end. The speed is already the fastest. If we want everyone to survive, we can't count on the escort fighter planes. We can only rely on you to knock out the Chinese people. When we go back, we will work hard... …”
"Yes, yes..." Several other Japanese crew members also encouraged the machine gunner, "Kill the Chinese who are chasing us. After we go back, we will grab a lot of huagu mushrooms and give them to you..."
"Hahaha……"
In order to boost morale, some little devils fired out bursts of **** to divert everyone's nervousness and fear.
Seeing the Messerschmitt No. 214 diving from the sky to chase after him, the yellow nose of the aircraft was murderous, and the muzzle of the gun was cold, the navigator of the little devil was frightened in his heart. In order to survive, he loudly encouraged the machine gunners: "We must win! We must win!" Win! Definitely win!!”
The little devils who had been influenced by militaryism since childhood immediately felt as if they had been given a blood injection. They shouted in unison to boost their morale: "Long live the emperor, long live, long live the emperor!"
The top gunner of the bomber shouted loudly: "The Chinese are flying in... Let's kill him together..."
But the next moment, all the little devils couldn't laugh out loud, and everyone's eyes were filled with despair.
Before the Messerschmitt No. 214 reached the enemy's machine gunner's firepower, it suddenly made a 90-degree downward side roll, with its wings pointing to the sky and the earth. In flight, a white condensed trail appeared in the blue sky, rising from above. Drawing an exquisite arc, the fighter plane was like an extremely precise scalpel, accurately reaching the position where all the Japanese machine gun firepower was powerless. Zhou Zhihan pressed the cannon bombardment button with his thumb.
"Duoduoduo..."
Red tongues of flame spurted out from the No. 214 Messerschmitt's cannon, removing the lesions in an instant.
The shell blasted from the right side of the nose of the Type 96 Land Attack, beating the pilot and navigator into two puddles. The bomber lost control. After a few seconds, the nose of the aircraft sank and it fell freely towards the ground. The remaining The crew quickly bailed out.
Zhou Zhihan didn't want these naughty little devils to die happily in the explosion, so he deliberately drove a few little devils away to let the war-torn common people relieve their anger.
Sure enough, when they saw another little Japs parachuting, the young men ran over, leaving behind them several Japs corpses that were no longer human.
The armed men were afraid that the young men would suffer a loss, so they immediately followed them. If the parachute jumpers dared to draw their guns, they would immediately shoot through their parachutes and smash them into pieces.
The Japanese pilots were extremely cruel to the Chinese pilots. Today, the angry young men are returning the favor even more.
The remaining four Type 96 land attack pilots saw that the Chinese fighter jet still calmly shot down five land attack aircraft while being blocked by three Zero Fighters. They no longer cared about whether the bombs had been dropped and immediately dispersed. Drive away quickly.
The Chinese fighter jet No. 214 is too terrifying. Only by retreating separately can there be a chance to escape. If they return in the same direction, they will only be chased and shot down one by one.
Expect zero war protection?
idiot……
Zero war, let’s take care of yourself first...
Seeing the remaining four Type 96 Land Attackers escaping in four directions, Zhou Zhihan secretly said that it was a pity that he could not shoot them all down.
Zhou Zhihan pulled the lever, and Messerschmitt No. 214 made another beautiful pull-up jump, quickly increasing altitude, accumulating the energy of the fighter plane, and chasing the bomber that was escaping toward Hankou. As for the three zeroes that were chasing behind him, Fight and shoot down at the end.
The Little Devil's Zero fighter jets are cheap to build, and two or three of them are not as valuable as one Type 96 Land Attack.
Compared with fighter jets, Japanese bombers caused the most damage to the Chinese people.
Since the end of the Battle of Songhu, the Chinese Air Force has been almost completely wiped out. It no longer has the strength to fight against the Japanese Army and Navy fighter units. Therefore, the Japanese bombers do whatever they want in the Chinese air. They are extremely brutal wherever they go, killing tens of thousands of innocent people. Tragic deaths, many houses destroyed by artillery fire, people displaced, and countless living lives perished in the sea of fire.
Today I shot down a few more Land Attackers and Zero Fighters as a gift to my motherland when I just came back.
When the No. 214 Messerschmitt showed its superb attack power and burned another Type 96 land attack aircraft in the air, the other three bombers had already escaped far away.
The kid in the last bomber that was shot down didn't even have a chance to parachute. The screams they made when they were swallowed up by the fire made the crew of the other three bombers panic, and they wished they could grow a few more pairs on the fuselage immediately. wing.
From beginning to end, the three Zero fighter jets were chasing behind the Messerschmitt 214. The three pilots' hearts grew colder and colder. They watched helplessly as the Chinese fighter jets displayed unparalleled lethality in front of their eyes. The Type 96 land attackers they were escorting were shot down one by one but were unable to do anything. They gritted their teeth and were unwilling to accept why every time they were about to bite the tail of the No. 214 fighter, they were always dodged by the opponent at the critical moment.
After shooting down the sixth Land Attacker, Messerschmitt No. 214 jumped and rolled, getting rid of the pursuit of the three Zero Fighters and turning around and flying in the opposite direction. The two sides flew in opposite directions at the same altitude and different trajectories. Flying by, the distance is only 50 meters.
Zhou Zhihan made a throat-cutting motion toward the three Japanese pilots.
The three little devils looked fierce. They knew that they were no match for fighter No. 214 in a one-on-one fight, so they encouraged each other and surrounded them with three planes to kill fighter No. 214.
The two sides flew past each other while looking at each other, and then the three Zeros quickly turned at a small angle, formed a three-plane formation, and pounced on the No. 214 Messerschmitt.
Zhou Zhihan secretly praised that the Zero fighter's rapid turn at a small angle was the best in the world at the moment.
The Zero Fighter really lived up to its reputation, but unfortunately, it met Messerschmitt in his prime.
