It has been more than ten minutes since the Japanese launched an air raid. These ten minutes have made all Americans feel like they have been together for a long time. In this battle to win the sky and conquer the world, although the Americans organized anti-aircraft artillery fire several times, they soon failed to do so. They were quickly wiped out by Japanese high-altitude bombers and continued to be in a situation of absolute beating.
Seeing the brutal shells tearing the air and biting the tail of Wildcat No. 214, Nishizawa Hiroki was sure of victory, and the sullen feeling in his heart was finally about to be exhaled.
Suddenly, Nishizawa's face was distorted. Just when the shell was about to bite the tail of the No. 214 Wildcat, the Wildcat made a sharp knife-shaped roll toward the lower left like lightning.
The blade rolled with a slightly low-rocking maneuverability. Nishizawa Hiroyuki and Iwamoto Tetsuzo could only watch No. 214 Wildcat, like a sharp blade cutting through the air, cutting diagonally toward the lower left, and inevitably Forward.
No. 214 Wildcat stabilized the slope while the blade was rolling, and continued to cut diagonally toward the water. Just before it was about to release its torpedo and sink the USS Monaghan, the Type 97 torpedo machine opened fire head on, spitting out tracer bullets. The torpedo accurately hit the belly of the 97 torpedo machine and had been drooped by the hook to the ready position.
Nishizawa Hiroyuki and Iwamoto Tetsu's eyes narrowed at the same time. The Chinese's shooting skills have reached a state of perfection. Even if they practice for another 20 years, they will not be able to match it.
Zhou Zhihan's blade rolling, and his accurate shooting while the fighter plane maintained a rolling slope, made the two current Japanese masters feel despair.
Prior to this, the confrontation between Nishizawa Guangyi and Zhou Zhihan when they cut the ribbon at the US military base was tantamount to a technical battle in the air and no actual combat occurred, so Nishizawa Guangyi was unwilling to lose.
"boom!"
The torpedo exploded, destroying the Type 97 torpedo plane, falling into pieces and burning on the sea. The pilot did not even have time to parachute.
At this time, Wildcat No. 214 was already hundreds of meters away, passing through a thick smoke area, like an eagle rising rapidly into the air on the rough sea with flames flashing on the waves.
Wildcat No. 214 not only avoided Nishizawa Hiroki's attack during the flight of the falcon, but also shot down the Type 97 torpedo plane, resolving the crisis of the USS Monahan being sunk, and successfully defeated Nishizawa Hiroki He and Tetsuo Iwamoto rushed forward, breaking their double-machine double-attack tactic.
Slowly speaking, in fact, all this is only a process of about ten seconds.
Without the pressure from behind, No. 214 Wildcat shot down another torpedo plane while rapidly ascending, and using the cover of thick smoke, took the opportunity to bite Nishizawa Hiroki who was turning back.
This is battlefield experience.
An excellent pilot can use any camouflage of nature or man-made to launch a sudden and fatal strike on the opponent.
Nishizawa Hiroyuki was looking for wildcat No. 214 everywhere while turning. He knew that he was far from Zhou Zhihan. He also knew that today's opportunity was rare. If he missed it, he might never find another chance to shoot down his enemy.
Just as he was looking around, a fighter plane suddenly burst out of the thick smoke and opened fire at close range at the two o'clock position on the plane in front of him.
This is a killing distance of less than 100 meters.
This is a distance where sights can be completely omitted, and a sure-kill distance.
There are not many people in this world who can escape the enemy's machine gun bombardment within 100 meters.
"Go to hell!"
Zhou Zhi smiled coldly, and Wildcat No. 214 fired a burst, accurately hitting the nose of the Zero before quickly breaking away and going to support the USS Arizona battleship.
Panic appeared in Nishizawa Hiroki's eyes like a dead fish. His cabin was cut open by the bullets of No. 214 Wildcat, the joystick cable was interrupted, and the Zero fighter's nose sank, lost control, and fell headlong towards the water.
The strong desire to survive and the reaction of human nature forced Nishizawa Hiroyuki to parachute subconsciously. He just opened the umbrella and looked down at the water, only to realize that one of his right lower legs was missing, and the bloody amputated limb was still spurting hot blood.
Then, Nishizawa Hiroyuki saw a bloody calf in the cabin where he was leaning. Then an unbearable pain hit him. Nishizawa Nishizawa's vision went dark and he fainted.
Just now, the American sailors were worried about Zhou Zhihan and begged him to leave. In an instant, the 214th Wildcat broke through the adversity and shot down a torpedo plane to rescue the destroyer, and then shot down a Japanese squadron leader's fighter jet.
"Oh ho!"
"Colonel Zhou killed the enemy's squadron commander..."
"Colonel Zhou rescued the destroyer [USS Monaghan]..."
The American sailors were passionate and vented their panic and anger.
The sailors didn't know that the person shot down by Zhou Zhihan was Hiro Nishizawa, a guest of the flight show they had watched. They knew that the yellow fuselage was the symbol of the enemy's squadron leader.
Seeing Japanese pilots parachuting, no American sailors shot. The best destination for the Japanese at this time was to let them fall into the sea burning with the flames of purgatory.
Nishizawa Hiroshi, who was in a coma, suddenly felt a wave of coldness and burning heat coming over him. He immediately woke up from the coma. The severe pain in the severed part of his right leg made him unable to help but open his mouth and wanted to moan loudly, but he was choked by a mouthful of pain. Salty, hot sea water rushed into my mouth.
The huge pain in his mouth pierced his brain, causing him to wake up immediately. When he desperately spit out the seawater poured into his mouth, he was frightened out of his wits. He saw that the seawater he spit out was actually burning, and he knew that there was fuel in the water, which must still be in his mouth at this time. He was burning inside, and before he could react too much, his entire head above the water was covered by a parachute.
At this moment, Nishizawa Hiroshi finally knew what hell was. The parachute ignited when it was touched by fire. It burned into a sticky liquid rubber and tightly wrapped Nishizawa Hiroshi's head. He let out a heartbreaking cry, and then his throat It was blocked by burning sea water...
Seeing the Japanese pilots being burned and struggling in the sea of fire, the American sailors showed a look of hatred on their faces. The damn Japanese finally tasted the pain of those American compatriots who died in the war.
Seeing Nishizawa Hiroki being shot down while parachuting, struggling in the sea of fire, and undergoing the torture of hell, Iwamoto Tetsuzo couldn't help but shudder in his heart. He knew that he was no match for Zhou Zhihan, so he pretended that he couldn't find Wildcat No. 214 in the melee. Attack other American fighter planes instead.
At this time, under the attack of Zero fighters, 24 Wildcats and Tomahawks, and 18 Dauntless bombers suffered heavy losses. They were shot down one after another, and there were not many left.
Nishizawa Hiroki and Toru Iwamoto couldn't attack the No. 214 Wildcat with a triple-double. The process of being shot down was seen by Mizuo Fuchida, who had just severely damaged the Maryland. He became furious. The two aces he specially invited could not attack the No. 214 Wildcat even if they combined their strength. The Chinese, who were absolutely at a disadvantage, were so angry that he wished he could buy a Zero fighter jet at this time and personally shoot down such an arrogant Chinese.
Just when Mizuo Fuchida was in despair, the battleship USS Arizona was also at a critical moment of life and death.
