Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 1170

Chapter 1170: Volley!

Yes, Chinese soldiers never lack the courage to sacrifice.

Whether on the earth or in the sky.

Tetsuzo Iwamoto, who had been beaten into pieces by Huang Xinrui's crazy firing, but still stared ferociously at the target a hundred meters away, preparing for the final impact, failed to achieve his dream.

At the moment when the distance between Tetsuzo Iwamoto and Huang Xinrui was less than 100 meters, a fighter plane suddenly shot out from the slant. The engine of the plane roared like a scrap, and it erupted with a force even higher than that of the two planes. At high speed, like a sharp arrow, it rushed under Tetsuzo Iwamoto's plane.

The speed was so fast that the Chinese and Japanese soldiers on the ground, who had been keeping their eyes open, could hardly see clearly. The fighter plane had already escaped a hundred meters away. However, Iwamoto Tetsuzo's plane deflected sharply and narrowly missed Huang Xinrui's fighter plane. It narrowly passed by the side of the Japanese plane. The distance between the two planes would never exceed three meters. From a distance, it looks like a collision.

“Huu~~~” The soldiers on the ground exhaled involuntarily!

Really, it was so exciting, just like a bullet passing through the temples on the battlefield.

In the cockpit, the ace pilot who had returned to China for a year to fight in the war had big beads of sweat on his forehead. In just 0.3 seconds, he and the fighter plane under his seat said goodbye to this world.

This is actually one of the most shocking moments that the air force major has ever encountered since he participated in dozens of air battles!

It's just that Huang Xinrui didn't bother to celebrate his surviving life, his heart was high!

What happened to this idiot Chen Ping? Although the time was short, Huang Xinrui did not see clearly who sabotaged the Japanese pilots' last desperate fight, but Huang Xinrui knew that except for Chen Ping, the wingman, there would be no other fighters on the battlefield here.

There were almost no other fighter planes in this airspace. The Japanese planes were either destroyed or escaped. As for the Chinese fighters, before he started the decisive battle with the Japanese ace fighter, there were already 30 fighter planes with yellow fuel lights on and he ordered them to leave the battlefield quickly. The remaining fighter planes still clearing the area are also located at an altitude of at least 2,500 meters.

Glancing at the rearview mirror installed in front of the cockpit, he saw that the Japanese plane that failed had basically lost control. It was like a drunken bird, twisting forward in the air. Huang Xinrui did not take a second look, feeling in his heart Instead, he tightened his grip.

The Japanese aircraft was destined to die from the moment it was hit by the airborne machine gun, but it should not be in the state it should be in at this time.

Because, although the 7.62mm machine gun bullets are ferocious, due to the caliber, the damage to the aircraft body is not as great as imagined. A fighter aircraft that loses control of the pilot will either completely lose control of the pilot's actions before death and crash into the ground, or it will return to the ground. It can continue to glide forward for a period of time with the sufficient lift provided by the intact wings, but it should not be like now where it cannot even maintain a normal gliding state.

This is the phenomenon after the Japanese aircraft body suffered serious damage!

this means

It means that Chen Ping used an unconventional method to destroy the Japanese aircraft, not just interfere with it. With many years of experience, Huang Xinrui had a bad feeling in his heart!

If that's the case, the Yi-153's body is stronger than the 96 Land Attack, but the force effects are mutual.

Huang Xinrui pedaled the tail rudder, lowered the flaps, and drew the aircraft in an arc to the left as quickly as possible. He tried to look back. He wanted to know the current situation of this **** boy Chen Ping.

In his desperation, he didn't even bother to make a call on the radio.

However, the plane was hundreds of meters away in an instant, and in a few seconds it was nearly a thousand meters away. How could he clearly see the true status of Chen Ping's plane?

But the bi-wing fighter plane still flying level in the air finally made Huang Xinrui feel relieved. As long as he could still fly, no matter what happened to the fighter plane, at least Chen Ping's life was saved! No matter what happens, you can still skydive, right?

The ace pilot in the air had a limited perspective, but the tens of thousands of Chinese and Japanese soldiers on the ground could see it clearly!

Three high-speed fighter planes were like three lightning bolts intersecting in the sky at that moment!

Then, the Japanese aircraft could not even maintain a normal gliding state, so it struggled forward and flew for several hundred meters, then began to fall rapidly, and finally crashed into the ground like a bird with broken wings!

Looking at the appearance of the Chinese fighter planes that were still flying forward in the air, people with quick thinking finally understood why the Japanese planes that were so determined to die with the Chinese fighter planes did not succeed.

That Chinese fighter plane lost its tail!

　　His tail should have been destroyed when it passed by the belly of the Japanese plane!

At such a high speed, the tail that was raised high to keep the plane balanced was like an extremely sharp scalpel. It actually cut open the belly of the Japanese plane, and also deflected the Japanese plane's course, causing the plane to The 4-star Chinese fighter jets escaped unscathed in the charge in which the 4-star Japanese jets ended up together.

"Damn it! Your brother insists on getting it, but this is possible? Amazing!" Gu Xishui, who had just given the order, was stunned and patted the shoulder of Shen Chonghai, who was still like a wood sculpture.

This should be Gu Xishui's rare emotional expression since Yao Meier's death.

"That's right! Brother, stop crying. Our plane is all right. Let's just beg that this stupid little Japan is finished." A staff sergeant also advised Shen Chonghai.

"You don't know!" Shen Chonghai shook his head, his voice still full of bitterness.

In Shen Chonghai's senses, a loud "Boom!" came. It was not that three fighter planes or two of them collided, but a large-caliber artillery shell landed less than 700 meters away from them. Inexplicably It gave him a psychological hint.

At that moment, he mistakenly thought that his best friend in the aviation school would use his fighter plane to hit the Japanese plane to save his instructor!

But that is absolutely stupid. At a distance of 100 meters, the fighter plane flying at high speed will arrive in just one second. The debris from the collision of the two planes and the air wave generated by the fuel explosion will hit the ground like a large artillery shell. The Chinese fighter planes that came over were blown into sieves!

Can't even survive!

Chen Ping is an extremely smart person. Shen Chonghai knew that he would not be so stupid, but he still did it, which only meant that he wanted to use that kind of tactics.

The kind of tactics that the school officer chatted with, the two of them simulated hundreds of times in the dormitory and classroom but never had a real flight record!

“Sky Scalpel!”

That was the name given to the tactics that two fledgling young pilots spent a month simulating with passion!

“When there are no bullets, our fighter plane can also become a knife! A knife that can cut the Japanese devils bloody!” Two of the best pilot students from the Chinese aviation school shook hands and smiled.

Shen Chonghai's mind kept thinking about his good friend's solemn oath!

But that has never been through actual combat!

Shen Chonghai understands better that even if it is simulated hundreds of times, it can only be successful once!

But Chen Ping, who was on the battlefield for the first time, was forced to put it into practice! Use the dreams of passionate young people to fly, and use your beloved fighter planes to perform surgery on enemy planes!

And, one in 100,000 chance of survival!

Now it seems that Chen Ping succeeded!

His courage and flying skills silenced thousands of Japanese soldiers.

Right under their noses, no, rather looking up at the sky, a Chinese pilot, with courage and determination that was not inferior to the so-called Bushido, with near-perfect flying skills, used his tail as a sword, ruthlessly flew Slicing the opponent with a knife, cutting off the opponent's vitality, and also cutting into pieces the last ambition of the Japanese ace pilot!

The leader of Japan's North China Front Army Provisional Army Aviation Regiment, in this extremely rare melee of hundreds of fighters, achieved nothing!

Furthermore, it has achieved the reputation of the Chinese Air Force's "hand-to-hand combat"!

At the same time, the Japanese army, whose morale had just risen sharply, couldn't help but feel chills all over.

If the Chinese can have such courage and determination on any battlefield, can they really hold on and wait for reinforcements to arrive? Or, can they really win this national war with China?

"Good boy! On behalf of the 17th Division and the Four Lines Regiment, I want to ask for credit from the war zone, no, from the Military and Administrative Department!" The white-haired general's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he shouted excitedly.

"Pass my order, the whole regiment will attack, five minutes in advance, so that all units can prepare!" Tang Dao took out his pocket watch, with a solemn expression on his face.

As a talented ultrlong-range sniper, Tang Dao's eyesight is far beyond that of ordinary people. In the field of view of the telescope, it is clearly visible that the Chinese fighter jet has lost the glass cover of the cockpit!

Obviously, the Chinese fighter plane was also seriously damaged after carrying out that scalpel-like precise volley a few seconds ago.

But this is not the most fatal thing. After flying hundreds of meters, the nose of the Chinese fighter jet was downward. That was because it had entered a state that could not be recovered after losing its tail.

The damage to the fighter plane is inevitable, and the pilot must and can only parachute to survive!

Implementing the general attack five minutes in advance gave the revenge-hungry Japanese troops on the ground little opportunity to shoot in the air. This was the only thing Tang Dao could do for this brave, imaginative and talented Chinese pilot.

“Yes, yes, send an order to the whole division to advance the general attack by five minutes!” The white-haired general suddenly woke up from his excitement and immediately issued a military order.

He must be allowed to survive. This is a tribute from all Chinese soldiers on the ground to the brave genius in the air!

"Baga, order all the firepower of the heavy machine gun squadron to shoot in the air and shoot down the **** Chinese." As the acting brigade commander of the 39th Infantry Brigade, Li Dengxing woke up from the shock with red eyes. Staring at the Chinese fighter plane that was no longer high in the sky and shaking its wings, he ordered with gritted teeth.

As the current top commander of the 39th Infantry Brigade, he knows very well that it was precisely because of the emergence of this aircraft that the morale that had just risen was wiped out, especially when he saw his own aircraft trying to fight to the death. When the fighter plane fell from the sky miserably, the morale of the soldiers on the battlefield was simply faster than the imperial eagle falling to the ground.

Only by defeating him, maybe we can save the low morale. Otherwise, let alone five days as Chief of Staff Saburo Okamoto said, he would not be confident even if he could survive tonight. The increasingly fierce artillery fire from the Chinese has almost announced that they cannot wait for the sun to rise tomorrow and will launch a general offensive.

"Your Excellency, Colonel, the enemy plane is at least 2,000 meters away!" The squadron leader of the heavy machine gun squadron looked as ugly as if he had eaten a lump of soybean after receiving the unreliable order from his superior officer.

The crotch should be full of melancholy.

The tragedy of the Imperial Japanese Army was that it was not equipped with anti-aircraft anti-aircraft guns. Use the Type 92 heavy machine gun with an anti-air range of only 800 meters to hit an aircraft 2,000 meters away. It's broad daylight, Colonel, please wake up.

This duster is not that duster. It is not enough to prepare some paper together with thoughts.

"You bastards, you have to fight even if you can't. The shame created by those **** in Lu Hang will be avenged by our glorious imperial infantry." Colonel Li Dengxing was obviously a little over the top because of his anger.

A fire emplacement composed of 8 heavy machine guns fired in vain into the sky. If there was a high-speed camera, the bullets would draw a beautiful arc and then fall into the mountains!

The Type 92 heavy machine gun, which has an effective range of only 1,500 meters for horizontal fire, wants to hit an aircraft 2,000 meters away and at least 700 meters high. Just as the Japanese army captain wanted to say, Colonel, please put on your pants!

And the Fourth Army Group saw that the Japanese dared to shoot at their damaged aircraft. Damn it, I am worried that I can't find your heavy machine gun position! You dare to take the initiative, I won't even beat the **** out of you!

Following the order from Guo Shouzhi, the commander of the nearest second battalion, the three howitzers, four 82-guns and nine 60-guns owned by the second battalion all turned their muzzles and headed towards the bold Japanese heavy machine gun position more than 1,000 meters away. Boom.

But a minute later, the three 150 heavy guns from the artillery battalion also joined the ranks of beating the coward.

That can be called a good guy, a 90-second bombardment, a dozen cannons blasted out 200 rounds of artillery shells.

I was shouting in my heart, 'Your Excellency Dazuo, please accept your silly military orders! ' The Japanese Army Captain was completely silent!

Because, the crazy artillery fire of the Fourth Line Regiment had already torn him and the 6 heavy machine gun teams into pieces at the 60th second!

At the same time, Lei Xiong, who saw the battle in the sky in the mountains and forests, was also making final mobilization, pointing to Chen Ping's fighter plane in the sky that had lost its tail fin: "Brothers, is our Chinese Air Force good?"

“Yes.” The roar from the mountain forest shook the sky.

“Well, I order you to throw away all your burdens except firearms and ammunition, and prepare for the final battle against the Japanese invaders in the Taihang Mountains!

Tell me, can we win this battle in one go? "

“Can! Can! Can! We can!”

Logistics baggage. The three days of dry food, water and other supplies originally prepared for the front-line officers and soldiers of the Fourth Army Regiment were all thrown into the trenches by the officers and soldiers, who tried their best to bring ammunition!

Finish all your efforts in one battle! Just like destroying all his ships in a last-ditch battle, Lei Xiong gave up all supplies, not giving the first battalion any way to retreat, and not even giving the 39th Infantry Brigade in the encirclement a chance to breathe.

Before arriving at Fulu Ridge, Tang Dao had already conveyed his combat intentions to the regimental officers!

This battle is not about the small victory at Niangziguan and Fululing, but about directing the troops at Shimen, where the main force is no longer there!

The sooner the Battle of Fululing is ended, the less time the Japanese North China Front will have to react, and the more abundant the gains from conquering Shimen will be!

Among the Four Lines Regiment, in terms of fierceness and decisiveness, Lei Xiong was actually the first among all battalion and company chief officers. Even Tang Dao was not as good as him.

Tang Dao's original plan was to eliminate all the Japanese invaders in the encirclement before sunset tomorrow.

But with the high morale brought by the Chinese Air Force, Lei Xiong is determined that the decisive victory will be tonight!

But in the sky, the life and death of the unknown Chinese fighter plane affects the hearts of all Chinese soldiers. Everyone hopes that the brave pilot is safe and sound.

"Heavy Rain, order the communications team to turn on the American wireless intercom. The communication channel is the first 8 numbers on the third line of page 6 of the confidential communications manual!" Tang Dao suddenly said.

“Yes!” Xia Dayu accepted the order.

That was when she said goodbye to Laura in Pingbeicheng. Laura presented Tang Dao with the latest land warfare communication equipment developed by the United States. The communication range is up to 10 kilometers. There are only two units in total. One is placed at the regiment headquarters and the other is with him. Action, this kind of equipment is five years ahead of the entire Asian battlefield. Unless it is an important moment, Tang Dao hardly uses these two wireless communication devices!

But now, it's time to use it!

The safety of the pilot is more important to Tang Dao than keeping the secret of this advanced equipment! As long as he is given three months, this kind of equipment will be available to at least the Fourth Line Regiment and can be equipped to the company and battalion level.

The white-haired general was accustomed to the endless new gadgets of Tang Dao. A magical boy who could get a fully equipped German mechanic from the German company took out a stand-alone wireless communication device that was only available for fighter planes. It seemed that it was not How unexpected!

The principle of the radio talker used by fighter planes is actually the same as this land-based type. The communication channel theater headquarters had secretly passed it to him at noon today.

　　" Lieyang, Lieyang, how are you doing? Please reply when I receive it."

Not long after, the hissing sound in the land combat communication microphone gradually disappeared, and the desperate cry of an air force pilot came.

“Dongdongyao, what's going on? The blazing sun has been shot?”

“The scorching sun, the scorching sun, the caves are calling you!”

There was silence on the intercom at first, and then several anxious inquiries rang out.

Several fighter planes roared down from high altitude.

　　No one wants to lose a comrade at the moment of final victory, especially for the Chinese Air Force whose entire army only has three figures!

After a long time, Chen Ping's weak voice sounded on the intercom: "Dongdong Yao, I'm still alive, and the plane is still there."

"God bless you, you're still alive, you bastard. What I told you was just a story. How dare you tell it for real? Even my instructor who shot down 20 enemy planes thought it was a tactic that only a mentally retarded person could come up with." Huang Xin Rui let out a sigh of relief and cursed into the intercom.

"Oh! Lieyang, you can do it. When you go back, teach me tactics that make me feel stupid!"

"Haha! Lieyang, you have defeated that guy from Dahai once. When we go back, let that unlucky guy treat us to a drink!"

“Lie Ri, didn't you say that the girl I brought last time was pretty good? I'll introduce you to her when I go back!”

Hearing Chen Ping's voice, the pilots' cheers rang through the radio.

On the battlefield, not only the victory of the battle can make them cheer, but the health of their comrades is the most worthy of celebration.

"Wild boar, get out of here, I have a fiancée." Chen Ping's voice was weak, but it was a very arrogant retort.

Laughter was heard from the communicators in the sky and below at the same time.

“It's great to be young!” the white-haired general smiled.

Staying alive is the greatest reward after victory, for everyone!

However, none of them could see that Chen Ping would spit out a mouthful of blood every time he answered.

The corners of his mouth and chest were already a bright red.

(End of this chapter)

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