Chapter 391 The Madness of the Chinese Air Force
Hawk III, who was already injured, made a move that stunned Karasawa and his group of second lieutenants. He actually did not dodge or evade during this round of hedging shooting, and charged in a straight line against the machine gun bullets he sprayed.
The two tongues of flame ejected from the Ninety-Six Ship Battle hit the Chinese fighter plane again, but the Chinese fighter plane responded silently.
The machine gun bullets it is equipped with should have been empty.
If nothing else, Second Lieutenant Karasawa's tail is qualified to be painted with a five-pointed star.
It's just that the prey that was easily captured turned into a terrifying falcon at that moment.
“Our aircraft and bodies are our last bullets!”
The last image that flashed through the minds of the young pilots was that of their squadron leader standing up straight when he gave them a lecture for the first time. Most of the seniors who last heard him lecture like this are no longer here.
The Japanese plane's 7.7mm bullet instantly penetrated the windshield. In the cockpit where no one could see, the young Chinese pilot had already pushed the plane's propulsion valve to the bottom regardless of it, and the 740-horsepower Wright engine roared. Increasing the speed of the Hawk III fighter to 420 kilometers per hour, which is a full 60 times higher than the Hawk III's designed maximum speed of 360 kilometers per hour, will result in the aircraft engine being completely scrapped after 15 seconds.
However, the Wright engine had no chance of surviving until it was scrapped.
The distance of one thousand meters may seem very far, but when two fighter jets collide at a high speed with relative speeds exceeding 250 meters per second, it does not take more than four seconds.
Karasawa and his team were stunned for more than 3 seconds before they reacted. Regardless of whether the aircraft could withstand the huge overload, they desperately pushed down the rudder in an attempt to dive downwards to avoid the crazy Chinese fighter plane.
Obviously, the one second left for him was too short. As soon as the Ninety-Sixth Ship Battle lowered the nose of the aircraft, and the fuselage had just descended more than ten meters, the Hawk III, which also lowered the nose of the aircraft, roared and slammed into it.
“Boom!”
Two fighter planes exploded into a ball of fire.
“Boom! Boom! Boom!” That was the terrifying sound of the aerial bombs carried by the Ninety-Sixth Ship Battle detonating.
The fragments of the two fighter planes exploded into a firework in the air that was larger than ten basketball courts.
Not to mention the Chinese soldiers on the ground and in the air, even the main force of the Songjiang defenders who were still ten kilometers away saw this bright fireworks.
That was the most brilliant fireworks that many people have ever seen in their lives.
Just under the blue sky of China.
Because, it is the brilliance that blooms with the light of life!
Nearly 20,000 Chinese soldiers who were ordered to hide stood upright. Amidst the low roars of officers at all levels: "Salute to our air force!", they raised their right hands and placed them on their eyebrows!
"Send a message to the Songhu Theater Command and ask them to convey our army's respect to the Air Force to the Ministry of Military Affairs! They are one of the greatest soldiers I have ever seen." The Army Lieutenant General looked up at the sky and growled. Give the order.
"0358! 0358! 0358! Please reply when you hear it!" A Hawker III fighter plane, which was circling two Japanese planes at an altitude of 1,800 meters, may have been alarmed by the huge explosion from the air. Looking up, all he saw was Fireworks filled the sky and screamed the number of my friend's plane.
But obviously, the young pilot who has turned into a breeze can no longer answer the call of making friends after eating and sleeping together for three years.
Only the body debris all over the sky fell one after another in the sky under the influence of gravity.
There are specially reinforced cockpits belonging to the Hawke III, and there are also shiny metal plates belonging to the Ninety-Sixth Ship Battle.
Everyone knows that 0358 will not answer anymore. He has died together with the Japanese aircraft at the highest altitude.
Now there are only 4 Chinese fighter planes at medium and low altitudes, while the Japanese planes have 8 more, which is just twice their number.
And the most terrifying thing is not just the magnitude difference that is almost certain to lose.
Of the three veteran pilots with combat experience, one was injured and struggled to escape in the direction of Jinling, another was injured and made an emergency landing, and one of them was already bleeding in the sky.
The remaining three are all rookies. Although they have more than 200 hours of training flight experience, it is obvious that the battlefield and the training ground are two completely different examination rooms.
From this round of fierce battle, the veteran pilot only died one person, while the rookie pilots died three consecutive times to find the answer. Even though their courage is destined to become the most proud symbol of this era, it fully proves that their combat effectiveness is not as good as theirs. Seniors who are catching up. The most fatal thing is the gap in quality.
As a commander and an ace pilot who had shot down 10 Japanese planes, Le Yiqing certainly knew all this. His voice remained calm, but he was already anxious in his heart.
The Japanese planes that suffered heavy losses were more difficult to deal with than he thought. Perhaps they were also blinded by hatred and did not choose to evacuate like before, but chose a decisive battle, a life-and-death battle.
Furthermore, they are smart and do not choose to kill themselves like the weaker Chinese fighters. Instead, they make full use of their numerical advantage.
As an ace pilot who had 8 five-pointed stars spray-painted on his fuselage, and who demonstrated his prowess in the air combat by shooting down two rival fighter planes in a row, he was regarded as an ace pilot by 3 of the 8 Japanese planes. as goal.
Two Japanese planes, one on the left and one on the right, were just behind his buttocks, and the shadow of the other Japanese plane was walking through the clouds and fog in the corner of his eye.
They are like a group of wild wolves wandering in the wilderness. They will show their crazy fangs just when their prey shows a flaw.
Of the other five Japanese planes, except for one fighter plane painted with two five-pointed stars, which was so powerful that it was fighting a Chinese fighter plane alone, the remaining four were dealing with a Chinese fighter plane in twos.
Relying on the absolute advantage in numbers, the Japanese HNA pilots gave up the so-called honor of the Imperial Japanese Navy. They worked together to deal with difficult opponents with 2 on 1 or even 3 on 1, taking advantage of the shameless advantage of being invincible. To the extreme.
This is a losing battle.
From the moment they gave up escaping from low altitude and rushed to high altitude, the outcome was already doomed.
If no miracle happens.
On the battlefield, there are never any miracles falling from the sky, only courage.
“Squadron leader, go back and tell those girls for us that 0358 is good, and 0356 did not disappoint them!” The Chinese pilot with red eyes suddenly pushed the rudder.
They swung their wings and passed by the hillside countless times. You could almost see those young and beautiful faces, and naturally they showed off their numbers like a proud little **** showing off its beautiful feathers.
The Hawk III, which was racing like crazy, no longer paid attention to the Japanese aircraft chasing him behind him. He dived straight down from an altitude of 1,800 meters in a high diving posture, aiming at the aircraft with two five-pointed stars chasing his comrades in the low altitude of 1,000 meters. The Japanese planes fired fiercely, at a speed far exceeding the 130 meters per second required for dive.
“Damn it, 0356 you are committing suicide.” The ace pilot in the distance punched the dashboard in front of him hard, and a teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye behind the windshield.
The Hawk III, No. 0356, which dived down at an almost suicidal high speed, succeeded and directly smashed the tail of the Japanese aircraft that was caught off guard.
The two five-pointed stars disappeared when the tail fender was damaged.
This is the price of installing 13. Without five five-pointed stars, the Japanese pilot is still far away from the ace, and this distance, from this moment on, he can no longer get closer.
The Japanese plane that lost its tail swayed and struggled like a drunkard for 1,000 meters. Finally, it could no longer control its balance and fell toward the ground. A white umbrella flower bloomed in the sky.
Japanese pilots were forced to parachute.
But before that, the Chinese Hawk III numbered 0536 had no way to see the results of its victory. There was no need for the Japanese planes that were chasing after it to shoot. The two-winged Hawk III completely disintegrated in the air, like a torn kite. , the fragments swirled in the air and fell.
Exchanging death for death, the courage of China's young air force brought silence to the sky and the ground.
“Baga, the Chinese are all madmen, a bunch of madmen.” The Japanese pilot could only use such language to describe the tragic scene in front of him.
This is not praise, but it is better than all praises.
Because the Japanese are afraid.
But the arrogant Japanese navy was wrong. This was not the last madness of the brave and fearless Chinese Air Force.
(End of this chapter)
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