"The plane is almost submerged, where is the pilot?"
"The pilot has probably fallen into the water, so all you heroes will follow me into the water to save others!"
"Be careful, don't hit the plane."
No matter who jumps from the boat into the water, then takes a deep breath and dives in.
Others who did not enter the water found ropes and tried to fix them on the tail of the plane, hoping to slow down the sinking speed of the plane.
Everyone around is anxious, and the battle in the sky continues.
Suddenly, two warring planes suddenly swooped straight towards the Yangtze River, startling the people below and thinking that the two planes were going to crash.
But when it was only a few hundred meters away, the plane behind suddenly turned around and climbed up.
The plane being chased also stopped diving, stopped its downward trend less than a hundred meters above the Yangtze River, and began to climb instead.
For these two identical aircraft, the people watching the battle on both sides of the Yangtze River did not understand very well. But when they saw the Chinese flag on the plane that was about to crash, they were a little worried; after it quickly climbed up and joined the battlefield, the people on the ground quickly cheered.
Ah Wei was actually paying attention to the air battle above. After the plane was far away, he turned back to look at the salvage situation on the river.
Soon someone surfaced and yelled, "The pilot is stuck, get the knife!"
After a while, two men with knives also jumped into the water and joined the rescue operation.
Everyone else was waiting anxiously. After two minutes, there was finally movement under the water, and a shirtless man was seen holding a pilot in a flight suit out of the water.
What surfaced with it was blood.
Someone immediately swam over to help, and someone also drove the boat over.
But when everyone tried their best to rescue the pilot, they were all stunned when they saw the burns on his face and several gunshot wounds on his body.
"What are you still doing? Come to shore and take people to the hospital!"
When the ship approached, Ah Wei quickly jumped on the ship, but when he walked into the circle, he discovered that the pilot who had been rescued was already pale and had many injuries on his body.
And judging by his appearance, he should be young, only in his early twenties, and he has thin skin and tender flesh. You don't need to think about it to know that he is a young master from a wealthy family or something.
Most of the people present were ordinary people, some were working as bodyguards, some were ordinary soldiers, and most of them were working people at the bottom of society such as boatmen and rickshaw pullers.
In their minds, it is only the children of their poor families who go to the battlefield with guns and fight. Those dignitaries and their children are all aloof and dominate from behind, so it is impossible for them to fight in the battlefield.
"This baby looks young! It's a pity that he died like this."
"It's better to send people to the shore first, the river is so cold."
At this moment, another explosion was heard in the sky, and another plane exploded and fell into the Yangtze River.
Everyone was very worried, but when they took a closer look, they found that there was a Japanese plaster flag on the plane, and they immediately lost interest in saving people.
"How is it? Has the person been rescued?"
Although she knew it wasn't Li Hang, Chen Lu still got closer.
"Miss, the pilot died before he fell. He was shot many times."
Chen Lu went over to take a look, but someone had already covered the pilot's face with clothes, so she gave up.
"Look, the kid's plane has escaped!"
"The air battle is over!"
Suddenly shouts came from the crowd, and when everyone looked, they realized that the air battle in the sky was over.
In fact, it is not over yet, because the battlefield has moved to the suburbs east of Wuhan city.
Because the Japanese army retreated, the Chinese Air Force also launched a pursuit, and then another exchange of fire broke out before returning.
As the battle ended, the urban areas of the three towns in Wuhan were busy. Guard brigades, police and fire brigade were all dispatched, because a Japanese plane dropped bombs in the city just now, and planes from both sides also fell into the city, causing quite a fire. .
Seeing the planes returning one after another, Chen Lu suddenly didn't want to go home. She wanted to go to the airport.
"Awei, drive to the airport."
"Miss, there is definitely no time at the airport right now, so let's not cause trouble."
"Awei, I said I want to go to the airport."
Seeing his lady's insistence, Ah Wei could only give in, and then the group returned to the airport.
However, the airport at this time was also in a mess, because during the battle just now, Japanese aircraft raided Hankou Airport.
Fortunately, it's just a fighter jet, not a bomber.
However, there were also some casualties at the airport.
But it was not without gain. The Japanese aircraft was shot down by the air defense force of Hankou Airport, becoming the only fighter plane destroyed by ground air defense fire this time.
When Li Hang's plane landed, Lu Jichun and others who had been waiting on the ground for a long time hurried over.
"Thank God, Li Hang, you are finally fine, and the plane is fine too!"
Everyone first saw that Li Hang was fine and breathed a sigh of relief; then they looked at the plane and saw that there was no obvious damage, and they breathed a sigh of relief again.
After all, this plane is worth fifty Soviet fighters.
"You have been worried about damage to the plane for a long time, not about me, so I was moved in vain." Seeing the eyes of several people who wanted to stick to the plane to watch, Li Hang curled his lips and walked off the plane.
"No way, we are also very concerned about you, okay? As soon as you come down, we will ask about your situation."
"Are you injured?" Lu Jichun soon discovered blood stains on Li Hang's flight suit and blood on his face.
"Li Hang, are you okay?" Liang Tiancheng stopped joking and quickly pulled Li Hang to check carefully.
"Okay, it's nothing serious. His face was scratched by the glass, and there should be some injuries on his arms. They are not fatal." Li Hang smiled and raised his left hand, as if nothing happened.
"Let me take a look?" Lu Jichun quickly grabbed Li Hang's left hand and saw a hole in the flight suit. When he pulled it open, he saw blood flowing out.
It was obvious that a bullet hit Li Hang's arm, but luckily it was a little off. It only lost some flesh and did not affect the bones.
"Medic, come quickly, there is a wounded person here." Lu Jichun suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Captain, it's not as exaggerated as you said. These are just minor injuries. Let the medics go see other people with more serious injuries."
"It's not that exaggerated? You are the fifth king of our Air Force. If your hand leaves the root of the disease, it will affect our 23rd Squadron, even the 4th Group or the entire Air Force." Lu Jichun obviously looked very serious.
When he heard that Li Hang was injured, a doctor immediately ran over to check the wound.
In addition to the medical staff, there is also the captain Li Guidan, and beside him are deputy captain Mao Yingchu and Zheng Shaoyu of the 22nd Squadron.
