I really came here to fight against Japan

Chapter 221: Eagles over the Temporary Capital (7), We Are All Rookies

This Vice Principal Jing also has a blood feud with the Japanese devils.

He now not only wants to annihilate the Japanese bomber brigade alone.

He didn't even think of letting go of the Japanese fighter squadron.

As people from Northeast China who have experienced the September 18th Incident, who would care about themselves and kill a few more Japanese devils?

In this way, Vice President Jing personally led two fighter squadrons to fight against the Japanese army.

Battalion Commander Cheng left with a gloomy face. Oh, now he should be Captain Cheng of the Flying Squadron.

He led a fighter squadron and made a circle in the sky.

They ran behind the Japanese air force.

There is no point in running back to Wuhan to prevent any more fish from slipping through the net.

This time, the Gansu Army dispatched 3 Hawk- fighter jets, and took the enemy by surprise.

If they can't retain the Japanese air force, they might as well disband as soon as possible.

Commander Song said when they set out that there were plenty of people in our Gansu Army who wanted to fight the Japanese.

If you fail to complete the mission, I will send another group to attack the Japanese.

So this is also the important task that Vice President Jing specially assigned to Captain Cheng.

Let him personally dispatch thirty fighter planes to block the retreat of the Japanese air force.

If a Japanese plane really escaped, they would be really disgraced.

What he didn't expect was that this circle went a little too far.

We flew for a long time but didn't see any Japanese planes.

Through the onboard radio, he already knew that Vice Principal Jing was at the front and had already started beating up the Japanese air force.

This caused a lot of excitement. The airmen in his flying squadron all asked him to join the battle through the radio.

However, the order Captain Cheng received was to block the Japanese planes' retreat route.

The Gansu Army usually seems to be fighting and making noises, but when fighting, they also have strict military discipline.

As an old-school officer, Captain Cheng's character would not allow him to violate discipline and act arbitrarily.

Of course, if Li Yunlong is on a mission here.

He only left six planes for defense, and the remaining twenty-four fighters had already fought back under his leadership.

At this time, the fighter brigade's training officer (instructor) gave him an idea.

"Captain Cheng, our mission is to block the retreat routes of all the Japanese planes.

Now that fighting has broken out in front of us, shouldn’t we step up our efforts and tighten the encirclement?”

The instructor's words woke up Old Cheng from his dream.

He immediately gave an order for all the fighter planes of Cheng's squadron to rush back immediately.

It is used to compress the battlefield space and "assist" Vice President Jing's main force in an effort to completely wipe out the Japanese air force.

They organized a tactical formation in the air and headed straight for the main battlefield.

As soon as they emerged from a cloud, they saw the sky two hundred meters ahead was filled with Japanese fighter planes.

The Gansu Army's air force was stunned for a moment, wondering how these Japanese devils were flying the plane. They almost rear-ended one of them.

But their brains are not as quick as their hands.

While they were still thinking, their hands had already pressed the firing button of the onboard machine gun.

The Gansu Air Force in front had already started fighting, and fighter jets emerged from the clouds behind.

Without hesitation, he fired at the Japanese fighter planes.

The fighter planes on both sides were still too close.

This method of beating, where the father holds his son's buttocks, caused half of the Japanese planes to fall.

It was a coincidence that the Japanese fighter squadron leader, Che Lu Kuan, had just received a call for help from the bomber squadron leader.

It is said that they encountered nearly a hundred Hawk-3 fighter jets of the Chinese Air Force.

Their brigade has now lost more than half of its bombers.

Let the fighter squadron with wider wheels rush over to rescue them.

Now, it’s impossible to adjust the wheel width.

Now, even if all the air forces of China were added together, including those that cannot fly, they would not be able to gather nearly a hundred Hawk fighter jets, right?

Now you tell me, there are nearly a hundred Kuomintang fighter planes chasing you?

What? Are you kidding me?

After hearing the news, Chelunkuan now wants to run away.

Isn't this nonsense? I only have 29 Type 95 fighters now.

Even if the Nationalist Army really had a hundred Hawk-3s, I wouldn't be able to defeat them!

But if I don't care, I'll just run away.

I'm afraid that after I return, I will have to take the blame for the annihilation of this bomber brigade.

It would be good if he committed suicide by seppuku at that time, but it would be bad if his family in Hokkaido was implicated.

Just then he saw that the Kuomintang fighter plane in the distance ahead suddenly made a sharp turn and turned around to "escape".

So the wheels widened and shook the wings of his own plane, alerting the fighter plane behind.

Let them follow me and fly towards the urban area.

He also wanted to see what secret weapons the National Army used.

How they shot down half of the Japanese bomber squadron's planes.

As a result, his plane was accelerating and he saw the scene reflected behind him from the glass of his cockpit.

Behind his fleet of aircraft, several gorgeous chrysanthemums bloomed.

The key point is that such gorgeous chrysanthemums are still blooming behind his plane.

He was in the cockpit of his plane and quickly looked back.

What followed was a series of violent sounds of plane explosions.

Rows and rows of Hawk fighter planes appeared against the blue sky and in broad daylight, rushing out from the clouds.

At this moment, Che Lunkuan’s first thought was, let’s go get some help.

He should now think about how to get back to Wuhan.

He had seen it when he turned around to look behind him just now.

At least half of his subordinates were blown up in mid-air by the Chinese Air Force's machine guns!

His flying squadron is too dangerous now, and it is no longer a question of whether the piloting skills are good or bad.

Or maybe it was because the Chinese Air Force was so powerful that they chose a special direction and broke out from the clouds.

A distance of two hundred meters is like holding your waist and hitting your butt.

Whether your plane is pointing down or up, or you are just flying level.

The Kuomintang air force behind them stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

Their fingers were pressing the firing button of the machine gun, as if their plane had endless bullets.

The flying bullets were like a chain of fire, shooting down Japanese planes one after another.

Captain Chelunkuan gave a definition to the aviation force of the national army.

This battlefield commander of the Chinese Air Force has first-class tactical command and excellent control of timing.

The pilots of his fighter squadron have first-class flying skills and first-class psychological qualities.

He could get close to the enemy's fuselage, within a hundred meters, and still easily blow up the enemy's plane.

Without a certain level of psychological quality, who would dare to shoot at this distance?

Captain Cheng: If I say we are all rookies, would you believe it?

It was purely a coincidence that I suddenly appeared behind you.

The plane was still accelerating when it was approaching 100 meters, which meant it was stepping on the accelerator instead of the brake.

As for daring to blow up the opponent after entering a hundred meters, he didn't even look back.

That’s because the teacher who gave the lecture was also a jack of all trades and he didn’t talk about this part at all in his textbook.