Air combat, this was the first time Tang Cheng saw an air combat with his own eyes. The Japanese aircraft with the plaster flag logo under the wing and two aircraft with the Iron Blood Eighteen Star logo were fighting together, just in the sky above Tang Cheng's head.
.Seeing our own fighter planes for the first time, the defeated soldiers who were still carrying their lunch boxes all joined in the cheers, and some even waved their arms excitedly towards the sky. I saw these two our own fighter planes.
With a pleasant buzzing sound, they rushed towards the lone Japanese fighter plane, and took the lead in making the "click-click-click" sound of the cannon. Since it was daytime, looking up from the ground, Tangcheng and the others could only vaguely recognize
Bullet trails with tracer bullets.
At this moment, the Japanese fighter planes that originally looked at the unfavorable situation had already swung their wings and swerved to avoid the opponent's first round of attacks. Seeing that their own fighter planes failed in their first attack, this made the Japanese fighters watching the battle on the ground
The defeated soldiers couldn't help but feel anxious. The two planes of our side, which had an absolute advantage in numbers, quickly pulled up their planes. To laymen like them in Tangcheng, the climbing speed and attitude of our planes seemed to be higher than those of their opponents.
Much more pleasing to the eye.
After climbing, our own aircraft formed a two-plane tactical formation, one behind the other. The Japanese fighter plane was also trying to climb, but when it found that it was being targeted, it immediately changed to level flight and turned sharply. This move seemed to be very effective.
, but at the critical moment, the leading fighter of our side opened fire first, and the long fire that lasted for four to five seconds caused the Japanese fighter to break its wings in the air, roll like a bird with broken wings and fall to the ground, and finally turned into ashes with a loud noise.
A big ball of fire.
The defeated soldiers watching the battle on the ground suddenly burst into cheers, and Tang Cheng's heart also jumped for a little bit. But before everyone's cheers dissipated, three Japanese fighter planes flew in from a distance in an instant
This ruined everyone's good mood. The outflanking Japanese fighter planes opened fire one after another, and the sound of machine gunfire was consistent and crisp like fried beans. The leading fighter jet quickly made a roll maneuver, but the one behind seemed to react slowly.
After half a beat, they were immediately caught in the enemy's fierce rain of bullets. With great reluctance, the defeated soldiers watched as their own fighter jets that were shot also fell straight down, dragging black smoke.
Before the plane crashed, the pilot finally jumped out of the parachute in time. The white umbrella flowers bloomed in the sky, but with a kind of sadness that could not be erased. The three Japanese fighter planes did not fall into the hole and kill the parachuting pilot, but chased the other parachuting pilot.
One of our own fighter jets flew away. The absolute disadvantage of one to three did not make it flee in panic. Instead, it turned around and charged at the enemy.
The dexterous war eagle tumbled acrobaticly in the air, making people seem to see a knight trapped in the enemy's battle formation trying to avoid swords and guns. With the pilot's calm operation and the superior performance of the fighter itself, it even once found an opportunity to attack again and launched.
However, this blow not only failed to kill the opponent, but was found by other Japanese aircraft. In the end, it only ended up with the same bleak end as its companions.
The stunned soldiers were demoralized, and some were beating their chests and crying. Fortunately, the three Japanese fighter planes just circled in the air and then left without noticing Tang Cheng and the others hiding in the woods below.
"I just looked at the parachuting guy who seemed to have landed not very far away from us." Hou San came to Tang Cheng's side and hesitated to speak, but the meaning of his words had already revealed his intention to rescue the parachuting pilot.
This is an old saying: "Looking up the mountain and running to death" is an old saying, but since it is an old saying passed down by our ancestors, it must have its truth. The defeated soldiers carrying supplies originally thought that what Hou San said was not very far away, but in fact
As we walked, we were exhausted and sweating, but we still didn't reach the place. Just when everyone was exhausted, there was a sudden explosion in the forest in front of us. The team was instantly dwarfed, and everyone fell down immediately.
After coming down, Dice, who was the vanguard, led the Yanlong brothers to move cautiously towards the direction where the smoke from the explosion was rising.
Damn it, what exploded? Is there anyone else here besides my own group? As Tang Cheng moved forward, he asked the defeated soldiers around him to disperse and be on guard. He climbed over the hill in front, not far away.
A thick smoke billowed from the woods nearby. Tang Cheng joined Dice and they quietly leaned in. As the distance shortened, a smell of barbecue came over. Tang Cheng saw Zhao Liang trembling next to him, his throat
I couldn't help but feel nauseous. What did the smell of barbecue coming from the smoke mean? Everyone knew very well that the smell of barbecue at this time and the smell of their roasted wild boar were completely different concepts.
Everyone moved slowly, slowly approaching the place where the explosion occurred. The smell of meat mixed with the smoke became stronger and stronger, causing everyone to vomit in unison. The center of the explosion was under a tree, and you could see the
The tree had broken, and the broken trees were crackling and burning. Smoking corpse fragments were scattered on the grass with the tree roots as a radius, and the smell of meat emanated from here. A human leg was high
It was hung high on the branch of a tree and was steaming.
Parts and pieces of iron of various sizes were scattered on the grass not far from the tree. A little further away, a broken wing was clearly visible. "It was the Chinese aircraft that fell after being hit by a Japanese fighter plane."
"Military aircraft" saw the wings, and Tangcheng found the answer. Two national army aircraft fell down one after another. The pilot of one pulled the parachute, but the other one fell straight into the mountain forest dragging black smoke. At this moment, there appeared
In front of them in Tangcheng was the fallen plane.
There was the sound of something running in the grass behind him. Tang Cheng gestured, and everyone slowly squatted in the grass with their guns raised. A burst of bird chirping came, and it turned out that Hou San was worried about bringing a few defeated people.
The soldiers chased after him. "There is a living person here, the pilot who jumped out of the parachute. He was hung on the tree." Tan Fei, who had disappeared from the scene at the beginning, ran back with his back teeth bared. He found him.
The parachuting pilot couldn't climb a tree, so he had to run back to fetch rescuers.
In the survival rules of veterans, the dead are never as important as the alive. Knowing that the parachuting pilot was still alive, Tang Cheng left a few people here to collect the bodies of the fallen pilots, and he took the Yanlong brothers to follow Tan
Flying to save the pilot who was hanging on the tree. "Damn, he's still a foreigner with a big nose." Iwatora climbed up the tree in a few seconds and cut the parachute rope with a machete, but none of them thought of this.
The pilot who had fainted turned out to be a foreigner with yellow hair and a big nose.
"Are you okay?" The big-nosed pilot, whose face was hit by the cold water, covered his arm and moaned in pain. Tang Cheng asked in English, but the other party just opened his eyes and looked at him blankly, with an indifferent expression that sounded like he was dying.
The numbness. Perhaps he had regained his strength. After a few blows, the pilot carefully looked at Tang Cheng and the group of defeated soldiers, then pointed at the pocket of his flight jacket and gestured to Tang Cheng to pick out his pocket.
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Following the opponent's gestures, Tang Cheng reached into his pocket and took out two rectangular leather items. At first glance, one of them looked like an American flag, but it also read in multiple words "Come to China to help the foreigners (the United States) in the war, and the military and civilians will provide integrated rescue."
On another thinner piece, the following words were also written in multiple languages: "We are the U.S. Air Force, coming to China to help fight against Japan. Please rescue us and report to the nearby coalition forces. The U.S. government will set a reward for you."
After seeing this thing, Tang Cheng laughed a little. He had been making trouble for a long time. This guy didn't wake up at all just now, otherwise he wouldn't have ignored his inquiry in English. "Don't move around. I'll take a look at your arm."
Seeing that Big Nose was covering his left arm, Tang Cheng tried to remove Big Nose's right hand covering the wound. After carefully examining the other person's left arm, which was covered in blood, Tang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the big nose's left arm and armpit were bloody, the injury to the big nose was not serious. Tang Cheng tore open the first aid kit he carried with him, sprinkled styptic powder, and used gauze to cover the big nose's left arm and armpit.
Wrapped up tightly. During this process, the frightened big-nosed pilot kept a numb expression, and his eyes were somewhat scattered from time to time looking at the group of defeated soldiers who were watching him, except for his white lips.
Shivering slightly, a few large beads of sweat slid down from his temples.
"Okay, your wound has been bandaged. We are the national army. Now can you tell me your name?" After admiring his bandaging skills, Tang Cheng looked around and forced back the onlookers.
The defeated soldiers then started to ask about the foreign pilot with a stunned expression. Tang Cheng already knew that this was an American who came to China to help in the war, but Tang Cheng didn't know where the plane he piloted took off from, or the extent of his injuries.
The American pilot, who was not seriously injured, was obviously Tang Cheng's only source of knowledge about the outside world.
Having not spoken English for a long time, Tang Cheng’s spoken English sounded a little strange, but to the American pilot who mistakenly thought he had fallen into the hands of the Japanese army, it was no less than the gospel of God. “God, I thought you were Japanese.
"Little Bastard." The pilot who came back to his senses was very excited. He was very lucky to be rescued by the Chinese army after the plane crash. It was even more lucky to meet a Chinese army officer who could speak English.
George Parks is the name of this American pilot. George, who originally thought he would be buried in the jungle, did not expect that he would be rescued by a team of Chinese soldiers. George, who has lived in China for three years, had nothing to say about his saviors. Although
George's Chinese still needs to be improved, but this does not hinder his communication with the defeated soldiers. When he learned that Tang Cheng and the others had killed many groups of Japanese troops in the jungle, George was very impressed by Tang Cheng, a national soldier who could speak fluent English.
The officer was even more curious.
"God is with you." Standing in front of his companion's grave, George looked heavy but did not show much sadness. "Sacrifice is not terrible. The battlefield is both a stage and a cemetery for soldiers. Soldiers are meant to die on the battlefield.
"George's words hit Tang Cheng's heart hard. This big-nosed foreigner with a sincere expression was very pleasing to Tang Cheng's eyes at this moment.