Rise From Eight Hundred

Iwamoto Tetsuzo was lucky. Although he was in the arrowhead position, it was very eye-catching. However, Huang Xinrui, who was diving from high altitude, had difficulty covering the front few planes of the Japanese aircraft formation in the sight because of the angle.

The Japanese ace pilot was like a frightened little sparrow. The engine instantly reached the maximum power and screamed and fled.

But this does not mean that everyone can be as lucky as him.

It was only the first time that the Chinese fighter formation that dived down opened fire. In addition to the two Japanese planes that were hit and ignited flames, like a lit turkey, there were also 5 Japanese planes that also emitted thick smoke.

The Japanese planes suffered 2 losses and 5 injuries. This was the Chinese record after 30 seconds of the war.

The original disadvantage of 48 to 60 was almost equalized in an instant.

But this was only the leveling of the number of fighters on the surface. In fact, the most successful tactic of this dive attack was to completely break up the Japanese aircraft formation.

The Japanese planes were like a group of birds that were on a leisurely vacation but were frightened by an eagle's predation. They dropped their bombs one after another. Some followed Iwamoto Tetsuzo's example and tried to pull up the nose of the plane to return to the sky, while others simply turned to the two wings and fled.

Anyway, there were all kinds of things. Except that they could not make an emergency brake in the air and turn around and flee, the Japanese planes that were stunned by the blow had completely lost the pride of the eagles of the Great Japanese Empire that dominated the battlefield a few seconds ago. Most of them fled in all directions.

Especially after the huge explosions of "boom! boom!" sounded in the air, and two balls of fire suddenly dyed the pupils of the Japanese pilots red, the 58 Japanese planes were like a group of disheveled girls encountering a group of big men with green eyes, and they "screamed" and fled in all directions more happily.

However, the more the little girl ran away, the more she would arouse the desire to conquer the big man with "lustful" eyes. For Huang Xinrui and his pilots, the performance of these weak Japanese pilots was like teasing their adrenaline.

The Japanese pilots were certainly not weak. In terms of combat experience, they were all pilots with actual combat experience. In the past year or so, from Pingjin to Baoding, then to Shimen and Yuancheng, their figures have appeared in the sky above all the larger battlefields!

In terms of this, they are much better than the Chinese green hands who have just graduated from the aviation school with a maximum flight time of no more than 400 hours.

But now the two sides are in the wrong position and the posture is not quite right. One is on top, the other is on the bottom, one is in front and the other is behind. Just say, is the counterattack in this state very weak?

And because of the direction, the sunlight in the rearview mirror is too dazzling. They can't even see the opponent's movements from here. They can't see clearly, let alone counterattack. They just need to leave this unlucky position and don't continue to be whipped.

Running away first may seem embarrassing, but it is actually a counterattack by an old bird.

The price they paid was to pay for their previous mistakes, but as long as they return to high altitude and have an attack angle, they may be able to regain the advantage.

Because no Japanese plane chose to flee the battlefield because of the sudden attack.

Amid the huge roar, more than a hundred fighter planes crossed each other at lightning speed. At least more than 30 Japanese planes, led by Iwamoto Tetsuzo, raised their noses and climbed into the sky at a very fast speed.

However, the 24 fighter planes of the two air teams led by Huang Xinrui were not moved at all. They did not chase the targets and beat the fallen dogs because of the scattered escape of the Japanese planes. Instead, they continued to fire fiercely in groups of two planes, chasing their own targets.

The other 24 planes chose to fly high with the more than 30 Japanese planes. Their mission was to entangle these Japanese planes, wait for the instructor Huang to lead the experienced pilots to blow up the Japanese planes still in the low altitude, and then work together to deal with these Japanese planes.

The roar of the engines coming from the higher altitude indicated that the fighter formations of both sides on alert at 3,500 meters had already discovered their opponents and started fighting!

The Japanese planes were forced to be divided into three groups at high, medium and low altitudes, but the Chinese side had already designed it.

The first and second aviation squadrons led by Huang Xinrui personally, except for ten veteran pilots who participated in the Battle of Jinling and the Central China Air War, the rest were all composed of the top-ranked flight students in the aviation school.

There were also five veteran pilots in the high altitude responsible for fighting the alert Japanese planes. The captain of the Fifth Aviation Squadron was even a classmate of Le Yiqing, one of the four kings of the Chinese Air Force, at the Hangzhou Jianqiao Aviation School.

Originally, as a meritorious pilot, he could stay in Jiangcheng, but more than two-thirds of his classmates died in the battle. The Air Force major, who was in urgent need of fighters to avenge his classmates, made several reports before joining the team to receive fighters and became the second commander of this team mostly composed of rookies.

To put it bluntly, the three groups of Chinese teams are a typical "Tian Ji horse racing", with the upper against the middle, the middle against the lower, and the lower against the upper!

The key to winning this air battle lies in whether Huang Xinrui can solve the 20 or so Japanese planes that have no chance to pull up to the high altitude as quickly as possible, and whether the two air teams in the middle can block the Japanese planes that outnumber them.

If any place goes wrong, this air battle may end in tragedy for this Chinese fighter formation dominated by rookies.

But this is also what Huang Xinrui, as a commander, has to do. If the two groups are allowed to fight each other, his students can return in double digits, and he can smile with tears.

He wants these outstanding young people to have a chance to see the future. This is his only choice!

No one paid attention to the five Japanese planes that were smoking and plummeting in speed. In this high-speed battle in which both fighters increased their speed to more than 350 kilometers per hour, a plane without speed is like a little bastard. Here you go A mouth full of sharp teeth must be able to bite people first!

No, one of them was billowing black smoke like a tractor using low-quality diesel. After pulling out a black banner in the air, the speed dropped to less than 100 kilometers and entered a stall. The Japanese pilot jumped out of the cockpit without hesitation. .

White flowers bloom in the sky!

The 96 fighter jet crashed into a valley.

A loud "boom" made the Japanese troops around the crash turn pale. There seemed to be at least one small team hiding somewhere in that area. This was a good thing. The bastard who came to help thought he was an aerial bomb and killed everyone together. Sent to see Amaterasu.

What's going on with this Baga!

The Japanese infantrymen who scolded the air force for being idiots didn't even look at the guy who was struggling to parachute out of the open cabin, causing the plane to hit the ground vertically. No matter the wind from east to west, the wind blows wherever it goes! Wait until you win the battle.

Seeing the Chinese Air Force's victory in the first battle and knocking down several Japanese planes in one go, Tang Dao couldn't help but show joy and pointed in the air: "Mr. Zhao, the fireworks show I watched with you was a success! Just tell me it was worth it." Not worth this cup of yellow tea!”

The white-haired general pointed at Tang Dao with his finger and sighed: "I'm convinced, you kid insists on getting it, and you can mobilize the air force to cooperate with us to fight. I'm confused, how did you fool our stingy theater commander?" of."

"Haha, Mr. Zhao may not know that there is a popular saying in my hometown that a problem that can be solved with money is not a problem!" Tang Dao laughed. "I can promise Commander Yan that the theater headquarters will take half of the seizure of Shimen. If the other half is lost to fighter planes, it can be used to help him fill the hole."

"Good guy, you're a cake painter!" The white-haired general was dumbfounded. "We haven't finished dealing with the Japanese here yet! You made reservations for the captured Shimen in advance."

"The Japanese troops on the 921st Division want to retreat, but the two division commanders Liu and Li have used their main force and are dragging them to death with casualties that far exceed those of the defensive battle. Commander Zhao, do you think we should take Shimen?" Tang Dao lowered his head. Taking a sip of tea, Tang Dao's eyebrows were reflected in the tea cup.

All are cold!

This battle did not mean that Tang Dao and several generals worked hard, but that the Chinese soldiers paid too many casualties. If he didn't beat the North China Front to the core in one fell swoop, how could he be worthy of those heroic souls?

"I found out! We old guys are all crazy, and we actually accompany you, a little lunatic, to go crazy together." The white-haired general looked up at the Chinese and Japanese fighter jets racing fiercely in the sky, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

More than a hundred fighter planes participated in the battle. They also defeated a division and surrounded a detachment-level Japanese invader. Such a battlefield made him, a major general of the Northwest Army, feel a little unreal!

But this is indeed true. The roar that resounds in the sky and the 'shit yellow' ones that have retracted into their bunkers on the distant mountain tops truly prove this fact.

"However, this crazy feeling is really good!" The white-haired general's eyes flashed with determination. "To conquer Shimen, we must avoid long nights and dreams. We have to fight quickly. We can't control the sky. The affairs on the ground belong to us! Brother Tang, your two armies and ours will kill the Japanese army on the ground!"

"That's what I had in mind, kill him!" Tang Dao nodded.

"Pass my order and prepare artillery fire for 30 minutes. Each battalion and company will encircle and divide the Japanese infantry according to established tactics, further reducing their living space! The guard company and cavalry company will organize their manpower to search and rescue our parachuting pilots!"

"Yes!" Xia Dayu nodded fiercely.

As the order is conveyed to the regiment headquarters and each battalion and company.

"Don't even look at it. The regiment's military order was issued. Each squad and platoon packed up their equipment and prepared for battle." Infantry company commanders such as Li Jijin and Zhao Daqiang put down their binoculars one after another and urged their officers and soldiers.

"Work has started! Give me a fight and let the Air Force brothers see what we can do!" Pang Dahai shouted loudly with a thick accent from Lu Province.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The artillery fire on the ground, which had just stopped for less than 20 minutes, became fierce again.

This time, the artillery fire was more concentrated at the junction area of ​​the defense lines deployed by the Japanese army, causing earth and rocks to fly everywhere and smoke to be everywhere!

The fireballs rising from the ground are even brighter than the gorgeous sunset!

"Army brothers, you are awesome!" Chen Ping, who was chasing a Japanese plane, glanced at the ground that suddenly seemed to have many white mushrooms growing on it, and exclaimed in admiration.

"Bottle, are you crazy? Take care of yourself for me. I don't want to take care of your parents. I still have my parents to take care of!" Shen Chonghai's roar sounded in the communicator.

"Yes, yes, you are the captain and you have the final say!" Chen Ping stuck out his tongue, but he stared at the fleeing enemy plane in front of him, not daring to be distracted at all.

Shen Chonghai is not the captain of the aviation team, but he is the captain of the aviation school cadet team. He is both smart and responsible. He has high prestige in the aviation school. However, it is extremely rare to curse classmates and comrades in this tone. Things.

In fact, he felt extremely painful inside at this moment.

Because, with his own eyes, he saw two of his own fighter planes being hit and spinning into the valley. The pilot of one of the fighter planes may have entered the 'death spiral' mode, and the terrible load pressed him firmly on the seat. , there was no chance to open the cockpit canopy and skydive!

Because he didn't have time to number the plane, he didn't know which one it was, but his intuition told him that it was his classmate!

As soon as I walked out of school, one of my classmates was missing!

Although his instructors have talked about this countless times, saying that their classmates have become fewer and fewer, and there are more and more circles drawn in graduation photos, it was only at the moment of personal experience that this genius pilot knew , how painful it will be.

When you are extremely sad, your heart will really hurt, like being stabbed with a knife.

Chen Ping was his classmate and good friend. He didn't want his parents, who were far away in Jiangcheng, to send their black-haired parents away, and he didn't want his unmarried fiancée to lean on the door and look away!

But the young Chinese Air Force didn't know that what he worried about would come true in another time and space.

I wonder if this time, the shackles of fate will be broken by bravery!

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"Let us kill them and let them know that a despicable sneak attack cannot change their tragic ending!" Tetsuzo Iwamoto, with an extremely sinister face, led 15 fighter planes to an altitude of 3,000 meters again, and circled a large arc. Reformed behind the line and fought back to the battlefield.

This time, they were fighting from the 9 o'clock direction, that is, the east to the west. Anyone opposite them who was in a disadvantageous position would be destroyed by them.

Even under equal conditions, no one can be their opponent.

However, he thought too simply.

Although the air combat performance of the 96 land-based attack aircraft is excellent.

The Type 96 land-based ground attack aircraft can reach an astonishing speed of 440 kilometers per hour. Thanks to its single-wing all-metal fuselage design, it has excellent climb and dive performance within the turning radius. It was regarded as the best throughout the 1930s. World-class, it was also the predecessor of the Zero fighter, one of the best-performing fighters on the Pacific battlefield in the future.

On the Songhu battlefield, the performance of the Type 96 land-based attack aircraft and the Type 96 carrier-based aircraft almost overwhelmingly overwhelmed the Chinese Air Force's Hawker III.

However, the opponent we encountered in Battle 96 was the Yi-153 specially customized by Mao Xiong for the Chinese battlefield. Although its structure was a slightly backward biplane, its 1,000-horsepower air-cooled engine provided this fighter with the highest performance. It has a maneuverability of up to 500 kilometers. The fuselage frame is made of aluminum alloy and covered with aluminum alloy skin. Even the tail fin and rudder are also made of aluminum alloy. The structural strength of the fuselage is far higher than that of fighters of the same period.

The ferocious firepower of 4 machine guns and more than 2,700 rounds of ammunition was fully crushed by the 2 7mm machine guns in the 96th battle.

What's more, who said he has the positional advantage?

Although most of the 24 fighter planes located at medium and high altitudes were rookies, the two captains of the aviation team responsible for leading the team were not.

As the Japanese planes climbed up like crazy and fled into the distance, the two aviation captains each left half of their fighter planes in the air to fight with more than a dozen Japanese planes that had risen to an altitude of 2,600 meters. The rest seemed to be chasing, but in fact they were constantly chasing each other. Raised to nearly 3,800 meters, it can almost participate in a battle group several kilometers away at an altitude of 4,000 meters.

It was not until these dozen Japanese planes returned to the battlefield from high altitude that two experienced air force captains swooped down with 12 fighter planes.

Back, back again.

The I-153 dived from a higher altitude and roared down. The flaming red bullet chains that cut through the sky like the god of death wielding a scythe shined brightly on the face of the Japanese ace pilot who looked up from the open cockpit. Dead people generally have ugly faces.

It’s not scary to fall into a pit once. What’s scary is falling into it again even though you know there is a pit!

If it's stupid the first time, it's just stupid the second time!

The I-153's airborne machine gun firepower consisting of four Shikas machine guns can spit out 30 rounds of bullets in one second. The firepower of 1,800 rounds per minute is unmatched by anyone in this era.

Coupled with the advantage of occupying high altitude and a distance of 800 meters, the twelve whips visible to the naked eye swept away a bloody storm in the formation of 16 Japanese aircraft.

In an instant, dozens of large holes appeared on the backs of the three Japanese planes. The two pilots lowered their heads without saying a word. Sitting in the open cockpit, they were directly hit by several machine gun bullets and killed.

The plane that lost control used a run-up and a dive, tilted its nose downwards for several hundred meters, and then descended extremely decisively, diving toward the ground at a 70-degree angle.

People on the ground, whether they are Chinese or people, are they?

Faced with this kind of "bomb" whose instantaneous speed reaches 140 kilometers per second or even faster due to the help of gravitational acceleration when stalling, there is nothing anyone can do.

Even if he wanted to escape, he didn't know where it would be safer to escape.

"Boom, boom" were two violent explosions that frightened everyone thousands of meters around the plane to the point where they could not help but feel the cold sweat on their foreheads. I'm glad I didn't become that unlucky guy.

Fortunately, the planes did not crash into the battlefield. One hit a mountain not far away, and the other fell into the woods not far from the position.

Tang Tuanzuo, who hugged Master Zhao and rolled him several times to hide in a hidden trench, was also wiping cold sweat. The plane exploded seventy meters away from the two people's viewing area. The temporary command headquarters built with logs was It was shaken a few times.

Fortunately, the Japanese plane dropped all the bombs, and the power of the explosion depended entirely on the aviation kerosene in the fuel tank. Otherwise, a lieutenant general and a colonel would have gone to the Lord of Hell to have tea.

Tang Tuanzuo’s muscular body can easily defeat a so-called martial arts master like Fujiwara Sen’o, but if he encounters a large ‘cruise missile’ like this, he will also be blown to pieces.

Guaiguai: Maybe I can handle it with my thick skin!

Tang Tuanzuo: Then we can start the feast, let’s eat roasted wild boar meat!