Zhou Zhihan pulled the lever, and Night War Hurricane No. 214 climbed to hover above the three peaks, looking for countermeasures.
If we blow up the bridge now, the biggest difficulty we will face is that we will be blocked by enemy fire when we dive to drop bombs. Since the space becomes smaller the further down we go, it will be difficult for fighter jets to make evasive maneuvers.
Also, the unknown airflow at the bottom of the valley that Xu Jianghua said has never appeared. It is like a giant bomb installed at the bottom of the valley, which may explode at any time, posing an unimaginable threat to the fighter jets performing the mission.
The cross wind on the mountainside is not a big threat. You can solve it by finding its pattern and avoiding it.
Yes.
Zhou Zhihan suddenly remembered the method of using fire to attack the Miki Regiment. Although the fighter machine guns could not shoot down the Japanese machine guns hidden in the bunker, the thick smoke produced by burning gasoline could block the Japanese's sight and disrupt their ability to attack the dive fighters. Fire blockade.
Zhou Zhihan slapped his thigh and did it like this!
As for the unknown airflow at the valley bottom mentioned by Xu Jianghua, we can't control it for the time being, and it may not appear within an hour or two.
Kunlun Mountain has always been mysterious, and many of its supernatural phenomena are unpredictable and difficult to explain.
The No. 214 night battle hurricane hovered above the mountain top. After the regular cross wind blew from the mountainside, the cold pressure hit the pole, and the fighter plane almost clung to the steep mountain and dived towards the Japanese machine gun bunker. From this angle, the fighter plane firepower could not hit the Japanese enemy. The bunker is also restricted by the bunker's shooting window. The Japanese machine guns cannot shoot in the sky. They cannot hit the No. 214 Night Battle Hurricane that dives close to the mountain above the top of the bunker. Only when the fighter planes enter the bunker diagonally above can they enter the machine gun shooting range.
When he was still more than 200 meters away from the bunker below, Zhou Zhihan suddenly pulled the lever. The No. 214 Night Fighting Hurricane, which was diving close to the mountain, suddenly raised its head. The nose drew a sharp arc and then recovered while climbing upwards, flying level. , calmly turned around at a position where the Japanese machine guns could not attack, then pushed the throttle forward, and crashed straight into the mountain. The few little Japanese were stunned, thinking that the Chinese pilot was suddenly affected by the mysterious Kunlun Mountains and became Losing consciousness and seeking death.
Just when the No. 214 Night Battle Hurricane was still more than a hundred meters away from the mountain, Zhou Zhihan once again jerked the control stick exactly as before, decisively releasing gasoline as the fighter plane raised its head and drew an arc.
Suddenly, the gasoline was like several waterfalls, spraying evenly on the mountain, flowing down along the green grass on the mountain, and drenching the Japanese bunkers like a downpour.
The little devils in the bunker smelled the gasoline and thought that the Chinese fighter jet had hit the cliff, and they all laughed heartily.
No. 214 Night Battle Hurricane pulled the stick again while climbing upwards, flew level, recovered, and then dived downwards against the steep mountain again.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
When the nose of the aircraft was still 600 to 700 meters away from the Japanese bunker, the No. 214 Night Fighting Hurricane continued to jerk the lever after firing. Amidst the "buzzing" sound of fire, the fighter aircraft recovered and flew forward and level.
In just a few seconds, more than a dozen of the Japs' bunkers were engulfed in flames. The frightened Japs quickly retreated from the shooting window and put on the gas masks they had prepared.
When the little Jaap put on his mask and returned to the shooting window, gasoline was burning the grass, and the thick smoke emitted, not only blocking the Japs' sight, but also pouring it straight into the shooting hole.
Only then did the little devil know the true intention of the Chinese pilot.
The No. 214 Night Battle Hurricane pulled up and recovered, accelerated and dived downwards, passed in front of the Japanese bunker smoothly, then opened the dive flaps and retracted the throttle.
Zhou Zhihan used a fighter jet to drop bombs for the first time. He kept adjusting the angle of his dive, trying to make sure that the first bomb could accurately hit the so-called bridge, which was only a hundred meters long and three or four meters wide.
Even if the dive flaps were turned on to slow down, the throttle valve was almost all the way down, and the speed no longer increased, the ground was still rushing towards Zhou Zhihan, as if he would be slapped to the ground in the next second, and his head would hit the rock at the bottom of the mountain.
The further down you go, the smaller the space becomes.
This resulted in an unparalleled visual speed. Even Zhou Zhihan, who had tens of thousands of hours of flight experience, could not help but want to yank the control stick several times and escape before reaching the attack point.
This dive was more difficult than flying a bomber to attack the Japanese aircraft carrier, and the danger increased exponentially. If you attacked the aircraft carrier, you would not be able to pull it up and fall into the water at worst, but there was no room for mistakes at the moment.
The most terrible thing is that this so-called bridge is less than a hundred meters long and less than five meters wide.
The space below is getting narrower and narrower.
Three hundred meters away from the bridge, Zhou Zhihan dropped the bomb. When the aircraft body trembled, Zhou Zhihan pressed the lever and pulled back slightly. The No. 214 Night Battle Hurricane performed a 360-degree roll backwards while turning the aircraft nose upward, just like when he fought Like when driving a Messerschmitt Molders.
But the space at the bottom of the valley was too small. The No. 214 Night Battle Hurricane Company had not yet completed its 360-degree backward roll maneuver, and the fighter jets were less than a hundred meters away from the steep mountain.
In the flash of lightning, Zhou Zhihan's unparalleled experience came into play. He subconsciously leveled the control stick. After the fighter plane recovered from the roll, he yanked the control stick. The belly of the aircraft almost climbed up less than one meter away from the rock. "Crack, clack, clack." "In the sound, several small trees as thick as arms were broken.
"boom!"
An explosion sounded from below, followed by a shock wave, pushing the fighter plane upwards.
Worried about the unknown air currents at the bottom of the valley, Zhou Zhihan did not dare to stay. The fighter plane climbed above the peak and rushed up several hundred meters. The fighter plane reversed and flew levelly to see if the bridge was completely destroyed.
The bridge was filled with flames and thick smoke.
Zhou Zhihan set up a telescope and tilted his head to look down.
"grass……"
The bomb was dropped on the bridge head. Although the shock wave of the explosion shook the bridge, it did not completely collapse and cars could not pass, but it seemed that people could still pass through.
Zhou Zhihan quickly looked carefully.
That's right.
Cars can't pass the weight, but people can.
what to do?
If we retreat now and go back and say that the bridge has been blown up, there is no problem, because the bridge has indeed been blown up, and the Japanese reinforcement convoys and artillery batteries cannot pass.
But, it also allows people to pass.
The reinforcements led by Masao Nakamura advanced lightly.
There is one bomb left, how about another one?
Zhou Zhihan glanced at the Japanese bunker. The natural camouflage grass and thorns outside the bunker were still burning, and the smoke was billowing. The people inside could not see the outside for a while.
The leaves on the branches at the bottom of the valley are moving slightly, and everything is normal.
Zhou Zhihan gritted his teeth: "Blow it up again and completely destroy the bridge before you can leave with peace of mind. Otherwise, you will always have knots in your heart. If Masao Nakamura leads the team to pass by and go to support the Miki Alliance in their successful breakout, I will never be forgiven in this life." Own."
Zhou Zhihan adjusted the dive position, pushed the stick, opened the dive flaps, slowed down and dived, easily avoiding and passing through the Japanese waves of firepower, and went straight to the bridge.
Just now, Zhou Zhihan was worried that the Japs were inside the bunker and could still see the outside shooting with purpose, so he speeded up and dived past the bunker before turning on the flaps to slow down. Now he was sure that the Japs were inside and could not see the outside, so he could only follow the roar of the fighter jets and shoot outward. Therefore, he opened the dive flaps in advance and dived at the slowest speed. The danger was reduced, and the strong visual impact of kissing the ground in the next second was also greatly reduced.
Still seven or eight hundred meters away from the bridge, Zhou Zhihan suddenly saw that the swaying of the treetops at the bottom of the valley was different from before. There was something abnormal. He quickly looked at it and couldn't help being surprised.
