Under Beijiang City, the Hainan Army has stopped advancing, and the soldiers are stepping up their efforts to build defensive positions to prevent the acquired positions from being recaptured by the French army.
The defeated French army fled into the city, bringing not courage, but a more depressing and tense atmosphere. They all saw an attack by the Hainan Army and a fierce charge. In an instant, most of the French army's division was overwhelmed.
This made the French troops in the city increasingly desperate.
As the fighting began to subside, the soldiers of the Hainan Army were busy cleaning up the debris on the battlefield. There were signs of raging shells everywhere, and prisoners and wounded were sent to the rear.
"Buzz...buzz...buzz...!"
Suddenly there was a strange noise in the sky, and many Hainan Army soldiers looked up curiously, while some experienced veterans' expressions changed suddenly.
Soon, I saw a few planes and a few unidentified planes emerging from the clouds in the distance. Unlike the dexterous and heroic appearance of the Thunderbolt fighter planes currently in service of the Hainan Army Air Force, this kind of plane looked even more ugly and clumsy.
At this moment, a machine that looked like a blower on the position was shaken, and a piercing alarm sounded through the sky. The officers of the Hainan Army immediately shouted: "Hide, hide quickly!"
If the alarm can be sounded, then these aircraft must not be our own air force. French air strikes! The soldiers who woke up immediately hid in the nearest bunker.
At the open-air heavy machine gun point, two recruits hurriedly dropped their heavy machine guns and withdrew alone. This scene was seen by their battalion commander, who said angrily: "Go back quickly! Guns are your life on the battlefield! There are no more guns.
Gun, what are you using to protect your lives?!"
The battalion commander rushed to the trench with two men and quickly began to disassemble the crane gun. The battalion commander's disassembly method was quick and efficient, and he must have been trained by the base. He separated the main body of the gun from the gun frame in a few clicks, and evacuated with the machine gun.
At this time, more and more French aircraft emerged from the clouds. They first circled over the position, and then swooped down after targeting the Hainan Army's position.
"Ta...ta...ta...!" The swooping French fighter planes and cannons left bullet marks on the edge of the trench. The flying gravel splashed on their bodies and hurt. The Hainan Army officers could only curl up as much as possible while holding their rifles.
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At the headquarters of the First Regiment of the Second Division on the front line, the regiment leader shook the rocker of the phone twice, picked it up and said: "Our unit is under air attack! Our unit is under air attack! Requesting air force support, requesting..., hello... hello! hello!!"
"Team leader! The phone line may have been blown out! How about sending guards out to make repairs?" an officer next to him said.
The French fighter planes were no longer content with cannon fire, but began to continuously drop aerial bombs on the Hainan Army positions. The friction between the bombs and the air was very harsh, and the headquarters could clearly feel the tremors caused by the explosions.
"No, it's too dangerous outside. I don't know if I can come back if I go out! From such a close distance, I can see the master and the others!" The regiment leader rejected this proposal. There were about forty planes outside.
When French military planes send out guards, they only provide targets for their machine guns.
At the Hainan Army's frontline headquarters not far away, Wang Shanhu observed the frontline with a telescope. When he saw French fighter planes carrying out an air strike, he immediately said: "Commander Jiang! It seems that the French Air Force has arrived."
"Yes! Call the headquarters and ask for air force support!" In response, the division commander Jiang Tao immediately gave the order.
Invisible radio waves reached the headquarters across a long distance, and Li Weidong immediately ordered Gaoping Air Force Base to immediately take off fighter planes to support.
Not long after the French aircraft began to wreak havoc, a fleet of thirty fighter planes from the Hainan Army arrived at the front line and immediately entered the battle with the French army.
Because the Hainan Army has only one Gaoping County Air Force Airport in northern Vietnam. The air force is very limited. It not only has to support the main battlefield, but also takes care of other local battles, so the entire army is not dispatched.
As the Hainan Air Force became entangled in the firefight, the French fighter planes had to give up attacking the Hainan Army's ground forces and began to engage the Thunder fighters.
In terms of quantity, Thunder Fighters are inferior to French aircraft, because the French Army has forty aircraft, while the Hainan Army has only thirty, a difference of ten.
But there is no comparison between the two sides in terms of aircraft quality. The Thunderbolt-Fighter is the Hainan Army's best active aircraft. Its predecessor is the German Stuka fighter, which has strong flexibility and combat capabilities.
"Buzz...buzz...!" A Thunder fighter jet flashed over the trench, followed immediately by a French fighter plane, and the French fighter planes behind it locked tightly behind Raiden.
"What bad luck, he is a difficult guy!" the Hainan Army pilot complained in frustration.
He was 100% sure that the opponent behind him was a French ace pilot, even better than him in piloting skills, and followed closely behind him with his skills.
Seeing that his comrades had achieved great results, but he was still playing "hide and seek" with the guy behind him, the pilots of the Hainan Army felt resentful.
"Da... da... da...!" The French pilot behind him took advantage of his distraction and immediately began to aim and shoot.
There was a slight vibration on the left wing, and he knew it was the feeling of the wing being pierced by bullets several times. If the Thunder Fighter hadn't been a specialized air combat fighter with specially thickened defenses, those two hits would have caused him to crash.
"Damn it, is this over yet?" He was hit again, and the Hainan Army pilot was furious. If this continues, he will definitely be destroyed in the end.
If this doesn't work, there must be a way. The pilot thought silently. He didn't want to use his life to fulfill other people's achievements in battle.
He soon thought of a flying skill, an advanced driving skill that the instructor at the base once described. At that time, the instructor said not to use this skill unless it was absolutely necessary.
At this moment, he was slightly hesitant, because this technique not only required high driving skills, but also relied on luck. He was not completely sure. If he was not careful, he would be killed.
However, after seeing the French fighter jets still chasing behind them and unable to get away for a while, the hesitant pilot gritted his teeth and decided to give it a try.
Thinking of this, the pilot first took a deep breath, then pushed the fighter plane to the highest speed and quickly climbed into the sky. Sitting in the cabin, he could clearly feel that the engine was operating at full load.
The Thunderbolt fighter climbed upwards at an angle of 70 degrees, and the French fighter jets that followed quickly also began to climb without falling a step.
When it climbed to an altitude of five to six hundred meters, the Hainan Army pilot pressed the control stick fiercely, and the fighter plane dived down at a faster speed, and the dived aircraft was almost perpendicular to the ground.
The French fighter plane behind seemed to trust his driving skills and continued to pursue him, intending to shoot down the Hainan fighter plane.
The Hainan Army pilot no longer cared about the French fighter plane behind him. He just opened his eyes wide and stared at the altimeter on the instrument panel, only to see the numbers displayed on it falling crazily.
"Three hundred meters!"
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"One hundred and twenty meters!"
"Sixty meters!"
When the Hainan Army soldiers in the trenches on the ground saw two fighter planes rushing straight towards them, they were frightened and jumped out of the trenches. If they were put into the trenches, the burning flames would be enough to cook them.