"News just came from the front line. Four aircraft of the Air Force shot down six Japanese planes. The frontline troops are starting a counterattack with the cooperation of the aircraft and have recovered some of the lost positions."
"You won all four against six? You deserve to be the fourth team."
"It should also be due to the fact that the aircraft is advanced."
"Even so, we still win with less. I don't know how many Japanese planes that Li Hang shot down this time."
"I think at least two are no problem. I heard that he shot down up to 7.5 aircraft in one air battle."
"I didn't expect Chief Li to pay attention to this."
"It's impossible not to pay attention. It has been publicized countless times in the newspapers. Three Japanese lieutenant generals, a commander, and two lieutenant generals were killed. Our frontline has not been able to kill a single Japanese general so far. official."
"That's different. We met Li Hang by chance."
"Why is there still a saying of 0.5?"
"This means that he jointly shot down an enemy plane with others, even if the record is 0.5. For Li Hang, the headache is the Aviation Committee, which doesn't know how to award medals.
Even if it is a Star Sequence Medal, one Nine Stars cannot defeat it. "
Perhaps it was good news about the situation on the front line, but a group of senior generals were chatting happily at the theater headquarters in Xuzhou.
At this moment, a staff officer hurriedly came over and said, "Report. There is an urgent call from the front line in Taierzhuang. When the Air Force fighter planes returned, they were intercepted by nine Japanese fighter planes. They are fighting fiercely."
"The Japanese army dispatched nine fighter planes to intercept? They seemed to have only four."
"Four against six is no problem, so should four against nine, right?" Someone ventured without confidence, but he himself felt it was a bit unrealistic.
"They have been fighting for so long, do they still have enough bullets?" Someone asked a key question.
Only then did everyone realize that they had won four against six just now, and they cooperated with the ground troops on the battlefield to shoot for a while. The bullets were probably not enough.
Everyone looked at the leader.
"Send an order to Mao Yingchu and ask him to lead a team for reinforcements."
"Are there a few spares left?"
"What's left? If something happens to Li Hang and others, it will have a huge impact on morale."
"Yes, I will go and deliver the order right away."
But before the messenger could leave the war room, another telegram was delivered.
"Report, a great victory on the front line. The Air Force shot down 8 Japanese planes, damaged 1, and none of our own were damaged. The 186th Regiment took the opportunity to launch a counterattack, killing and wounding hundreds of Japanese troops, and has recovered most of the outer positions at the north gate of Taierzhuang."
Upon hearing the news, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then showed expressions of astonishment.
"Is this news true?"
"Sir, this is a telegram from the 31st Division."
"Since it's a telegram from Mr. Chi, I can't fake it if I want to."
"I didn't expect that I actually won! It's amazing!"
At this time, some people still didn't believe it. When someone said there was a plane in the sky, everyone came to the door and saw a plane returning with black smoke.
After a while, I saw another plane returning that was also in bad condition.
Only then did they realize that the telegram only stated that none of their planes were damaged, but it did not say that none of the planes were damaged.
Thinking about it, after all, we are fighting more with less. If there is no loss at all, it doesn't seem normal.
But even so, it’s awesome!
"Let's go to the airport to greet the pilots who have returned triumphantly!"
. . . . . .
"Captain, this is our plane, why is there only one?"
"It seems to have been damaged. Whose plane is it?"
"Everyone is prepared and ready to take off to fight at any time!"
Mao Yingchu still had basic combat literacy. When he saw the plane sent to boost morale returned injured, he realized that something might be wrong.
At this time, the six pilots must be prepared to take off immediately if the situation goes wrong.
"yes!"
Wang Yuanbo and others immediately followed Mao Yingchu to the tarmac, boarded the plane directly, and sat down to prepare for takeoff. Seeing the wounded plane returning, the airport felt like it was facing a formidable enemy. The air defense troops had also entered the position, and the ground staff began to get busy.
When the first plane to return landed, Wang Yuanbo's sharp eyes recognized its plane at once.
"It belongs to Zhou Zhikai!"
"The plane was smoking, but it was still possible to fly back!"
"Another plane has returned, and it seems to be in poor condition."
If only one plane returned early, everyone would think there would be no big problem, but when another plane returned injured, something was wrong.
Aren't there only six enemy aircraft? Type 95 fighter jets?
Even if it was four against six, two of them would not be so seriously injured.
Just as everyone was preparing to taxi the plane to the take-off runway and take off, an airport officer suddenly ran up.
"Sir Mao, the crisis is over, you don't need to take off."
"The crisis is over? What do you mean?" Mao Yingchu, who was on the plane, was a little confused.
"A call from the theater headquarters. An air battle just broke out in Taierzhuang. Captain Li and the others shot down eight Japanese planes with four against nine. They have already started returning, and a group of officers from the theater headquarters are also driving over. On the way."
"What? Four against nine? Don't the Japanese only have six planes?"
"Sir Mao, I don't know this either."
Although Mao Yingchu was confused, he still ordered the other five people to stay on the plane while he got off the plane.
At this time, Zhou Zhikai also landed smoothly and got off the plane.
"Captain!"
Seeing Mao Yingchu, Zhou Zhikai quickly stood at attention and saluted.
"What's going on? Why did your two planes fight like that?"
"Go back to the captain..."
Zhou Zhikai quickly explained the reason.
When Mao Yingchu heard Zhou Zhikai's explanation, he suddenly regretted it. Why didn't he go by himself?
It is equivalent to the four of Li Hang shooting down 14 enemy planes in one hour. The average score per person is 3.5.
If I had known earlier, I would have gone along and missed such a good opportunity.
"You did a good job, you actually shot down 14 Japanese planes." At this time, even if Mao Yingchu was upset, he couldn't show it.
"14? When my subordinates retreated, they only shot down 10 in total, right?" Zhou Zhikai was a little confused, and then thought of something, "Captain, did the squadron commander and the others win?"
"Yes. The call from the theater headquarters said that only one Japanese plane escaped and the others were shot down."
"That's great, you are indeed my idol." Zhou Zhikai clenched his fists excitedly upon hearing this.
Seeing the other party like this, Mao Yingchu, as the team leader, felt regretful in his heart and changed the subject with a forced smile, "Is your plane okay?"
"It's okay. Xiu Xiu should be able to continue flying. Fortunately, the engine was not hit."
"It's okay, just be prepared, but the commander-in-chief and others are coming soon."
"Really?" Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhikai's eyes suddenly lit up.
