Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 384

Chapter 384: The Steel Helmet of Jiangnan (Part 1)

The crazy ground anti-aircraft firepower will not let go of their enemies.

Any Japanese who is still alive in the field of vision is a blasphemy to the souls of their fallen comrades.

Intense bullets continued to be fired into the sky, and the high-explosive bombs that were fired one after another at an altitude of 1,500 to 2,000 meters exploded and caused scalp numbing.

Six Japanese fighter planes that had climbed to an altitude of 1,500 meters continued to climb wildly.

At an altitude of 700 meters, the two Japanese planes who witnessed their commander quietly walking to death were equally crazy.

Perhaps, they knew that they had little chance to rise to an altitude of more than 1,000 meters. The anti-aircraft guns bursting from the ground fired at a height of 2,000 meters, and one minute was enough to tear them into pieces; or perhaps, it was difficult for them to accept the commander's battle. To die, he had to flee with his tail between his legs.

Under extreme grief and self-blame, both Japanese planes made choices that made the Chinese soldiers on the ground unable to conceal their excitement.

The two Japanese planes leveled off, roared and dived, dropping bombs. Then, they were hit head-on without fear by the fire net on the ground. One was shot down, and the other was unfortunately hit by eight anti-aircraft guns and 10 heavy machine guns. The fuel tank exploded in the air.

That is really the most brilliant fireworks in this wilderness, whether in the eyes of Chinese or Japanese.

Chinese, great fun!

Japanese, I'm so sad!

The mood I had just a few minutes ago suddenly reversed in this moment.

What a wonderful fate!

However, both in the sky and on the ground, everyone knows that the achievements of the four fighter planes are just a prelude to the decisive battle.

The real decisive battle has not yet come.

The 10 Chinese fighter planes arriving at full speed had to face a formation of 8 Japanese planes that had already ascended to high altitude and put into combat formation, as well as 6 Japanese planes that were pulling up and turning.

10 Hawker IIIs versus 14 Type 96 fighters, whoever wins will win, it doesn't matter.

Even though he was as calm as Tang Dao, he could not help but feel cold sweat on his palms at this moment.

On the ground battlefield, no matter how critical it is, he can still give it a go, but there is really nothing he can do about the altitude above a thousand meters.

With sacrifice and a silence that would be unbearable for ordinary people, he did his best to ambush and shoot down the four Japanese planes in the low altitude.

He can only hope that the Chinese Air Force that is coming will have the same strength as the Chinese Air Force at the beginning of the Battle of Songhu. Otherwise, the outcome of this air battle will definitely not be optimistic.

If the Japanese army has a second wave of fighter planes arriving, this air battle caused by Songjiang's retreating army may end in a tragic defeat for the Chinese side.

According to historical data, the Chinese Air Force at this time will never have more than 90 aircraft left. If 10 more are lost here, it will almost be considered a disaster.

It's not just the number of aircraft, the loss of experienced pilots is unbearable.

A pilot is not an army officer. Yesterday he was a farmer. Today he is a soldier when he carries a gun and goes to the battlefield. Even if there is not one out of ten, China, with a large enough population base, can afford it.

Pilots need a smart mind and a strong enough body. A high degree of education is just their starting point, and the training cycle can last one or even several years.

Chinese pilots who can put on a flight helmet and hold the rudder are all the proud ones of this era.

Moreover, Tang Dao knew even more clearly that these proud men, the last elite of the Chinese Air Force, were about to be exhausted.

In the Songhu Battle that lasted for three months, more than 90 outstanding Chinese pilots and their fighter planes crashed into the sky above Songhu forever. But this is just the beginning of the Chinese Air Force's sorrow.

Japan has a complete industrial structure and a strong training foundation. The more aircraft it fights, the more its pilots who have experienced air combat become stronger and stronger. However, all of China's aircraft are purchased from abroad, and there are fewer aircraft.

Chinese pilots who have experienced the bitter battle in Songhu often have to fight 10 or even 20 other aircraft every time they take off.

This has destined that the young men of the Chinese Air Force, no matter how brave and adept they are and their invincible skills, will have only one outcome in the end: martyrdom for their country.

Liu Suigang, one of the "Four King Kongs" of the Chinese Air Force, known as the Red Warrior, led three fighter planes to assist Shanxi on a starry night half a month ago. The weather was bad and the visibility was extremely low. The friendly aircraft had to return en route, but it still rushed to the rescue alone. As a result Yu crashed into Kuixing Tower in Gaoping County, Shanxi Province.

The plane did not explode or catch fire. It was just hanging quietly upstairs, hanging on the ancient city tower with hundreds of years of history.

His ancestors witnessed the bravery of this descendant, their heads hung down, but their hands still firmly grasped the rudder of the aircraft.

The other two "Northeast Flying Eagle" and "Jiangnan Dadi Steel Helmet" who shined in the Songhu air battle will also die in the next January.

Li Guidan, the last remaining fighter who was promoted from squadron leader to group leader, will also shed his blood in the sky in three months.

Looking at the roster of the Chinese Air Force at that time: Gao Zhihang, Le Yiqin, Liu Cuigang, Li Guidan, Shen Chonghai, Chen Huaimin. The names of those elite pilots who carved their names in the sky of Chinese history are all accompanied by a cruel fact: almost None lived past 1938, and almost none lived past 30.

At this moment, can they create a miracle?

Tang Dao was unsure.

At an altitude of 2,500 meters, in the cabin of 10 "head geese" flying in a wild goose formation, the young pilot's eyes flashed with perseverance, and he just said four words into the intercom: "Follow me to kill the enemy!" "

Stepping **** the accelerator, the Hawk III's speed of 400 kilometers per hour increased again. The designed maximum speed of up to 430 kilometers per hour shot the young pilot's fighter jet like a sharp arrow towards a formation of 8 Japanese aircraft at almost the same height.

One fighter plane was 50 meters to his left and 100 meters behind him. The other two fighter planes were about 300 meters behind him on his left side. Together with him, they increased the fighter planes to full speed and rushed towards the Japanese fighter formation a few kilometers away.

The other six dived directly downwards. Their targets were obviously the other six Japanese fighter planes that had just reached an altitude of 1,600 meters.

The tactical intention is extremely obvious. Although it is six against six, the Hawk III that rushes down from an altitude of 2,500 meters clearly has the advantage of speed, and it is condescending, not to mention the 96th ship bomber that also carries heavy aerial bombs. , even the higher-speed 96-ship battle will not be an opponent of the Hawker III fighter.

However, the premise is that the 4 fighter planes he leads can contain the 8 Japanese fighter planes that are already waiting at the same altitude, 6 of which are superior to the Hawk III's 96 Ship Battle.

This is a tactic borrowed from Tian Ji's horse racing, where the upper Si is against the lower Si, and the middle Si is against the upper Si. However, the battlefield is not a racecourse. Once the four Chinese fighter jets serving as the middle Si are defeated, the six fighter jets waiting to rush to the altitude of 1600 below If the Chinese fighter planes are destroyed, it will be a disaster.

Perhaps this cannot simply be called gambling. What kind of confidence does this require?

Tang Dao's hand clenched quietly, and the heart of the Chinese soldier who stopped shooting on the ground was in his throat.

Everyone is looking up to the sky, expecting their air force to bring them joy.

The hearts of the Chinese soldiers are hanging in the balance, and so are the hearts of the Japanese.

At an altitude of 2,500 meters, only they, as opponents, could feel the enemy's strong killing intent and clearly see the shadows of Chinese fighter jets charging towards them.

The Chinese fighter jets with eight red stars painted on their tails look a bit flashy, but as pilots, they all know what those paintings mean.

That means that this person has shot down 8 opponents, which is the symbol of an ace pilot. At this point, no one can lie, even in the whole world. Unless that country's air force has given up the honor of aerial war eagles.

The Japanese HNA pilots were right. The Chinese fighter plane in front of them as the arrow of the formation, even if it was his last battle in the Battle of Jinling in the next month, fighting dozens of Japanese fighter planes with a single plane, he still shot down Two enemy planes were hit, and eventually the fighter plane burst into flames and died.

Le Yiqing, known as the "Steel Helmet of Jiangnan" throughout China, is one of the greatest pilots of this era in China, come and fight!

(End of this chapter)

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