Yes, Chinese soldiers never lack the courage to sacrifice.
Whether on the ground or in the sky.
Tetsuzo Iwamoto, who had been beaten to pieces by Huang Xinrui's crazy fire but still stared ferociously at the target a hundred meters away, preparing for the final impact, failed to achieve his dream.
At the moment when the distance between Tetsuzo Iwamoto and Huang Xinrui was less than 100 meters, a fighter plane suddenly shot out from the slant. The engine of the plane roared like a scrap, and erupted with a higher power than the two planes.
The speed was like a sharp arrow, rushing under Tetsuzo Iwamoto’s plane.
The speed was so fast that the Chinese and Japanese soldiers on the ground, who had been keeping their eyes open, could hardly see clearly. The fighter plane had already escaped a hundred meters away. However, Iwamoto Tetsuzo's plane deflected sharply and narrowly missed Huang Xinrui's fighter plane.
The Japanese plane narrowly passed by the side. The distance between the two planes was never more than three meters. From a distance, it looked like they had collided.
"Huh~~~" The soldiers on the ground exhaled involuntarily!
Really, it was so exciting, just like a bullet passing through the temples on the battlefield.
In the cockpit, the ace pilot who had returned to China to fight in the war for a year had big beads of sweat on his forehead. In just 3 seconds, he and the fighter plane under his seat said goodbye to this world.
This is actually one of the most shocking moments the Air Force Major has ever encountered since he participated in dozens of air battles!
However, Huang Xinrui couldn't care less about celebrating his life after the disaster, and his heart was high!
What happened to this idiot Chen Ping? Although the time was short, Huang Xinrui did not see clearly who sabotaged the Japanese pilots' last desperate fight, but Huang Xinrui knew that except for Chen Ping, the wingman, there was no one on the battlefield here
There will be no more fighter planes.
There were almost no other fighter planes in this airspace. The Japanese planes were either destroyed or escaped. As for the Chinese fighters, before he started the decisive battle with the Japanese ace fighter, there were already 30 fighter planes with yellow fuel lights on and he ordered them to leave the battlefield quickly.
The remaining fighter planes still clearing the area are also located at an altitude of at least 2,500 meters.
Glancing at the rearview mirror installed in front of the cockpit, he saw that the Japanese plane that failed had basically lost control. It was like a drunken bird, twisting forward in the air. Huang Xinrui did not take a second look, thinking
Instead, the grip tightened.
The Japanese aircraft was destined to die from the moment it was hit by the airborne machine gun, but it should not be in the state it should be in at this time.
Because, although the 62mm machine gun bullets are fierce, due to the caliber, the damage to the aircraft body is actually not as great as imagined. A fighter aircraft that loses control of the pilot will either completely lose control of the pilot's actions before death and crash into the ground, or it will crash into the ground.
It can continue to glide forward for a period of time with the sufficient lift provided by the intact wings, instead of being unable to maintain normal gliding like it is now.
This is the phenomenon after the Japanese aircraft body suffered serious damage!
this means
This means that Chen Ping used an unconventional method to destroy the Japanese aircraft, not just interfere with it. With many years of experience, Huang Xinrui had a bad feeling in his heart!
If that's the case, the Yi-153's body is stronger than the 96 Land Attack, but the force effects are mutual.
Huang Xinrui pedaled the tail rudder, lowered the flaps, and drew an arc to the left as quickly as possible while trying to look back. He wanted to know the current situation of this bastard boy Chen Ping.
In his desperation, he didn't even bother to make a call on the radio.
However, the plane was hundreds of meters away in an instant, and in a few seconds it was nearly a thousand meters away. How could he clearly see the true status of Chen Ping's plane?
But the biplane fighter plane still flying level in the sky finally made Huang Xinrui feel relieved. As long as he could still fly, no matter what happened to the fighter plane, at least Chen Ping's life was saved! Even if it didn't work, he could still parachute, right?
The ace pilot in the air had a limited perspective, but the tens of thousands of Chinese and Japanese soldiers on the ground could see it clearly!
The three high-speed fighter planes were like three lightning bolts intersecting in the sky at that moment!
Then, the Japanese plane couldn't even maintain a normal gliding state, so it struggled to fly forward for several hundred meters, then began to fall rapidly, and finally crashed into the ground like a bird with broken wings!
Then looking at the appearance of the Chinese fighter plane that was still flying forward in the air, people with quick thinking finally understood why the Japanese plane, which was full of death and wanted to die with the Chinese fighter plane, did not succeed.
That Chinese fighter jet lost its tail!
His tail must have been destroyed when it passed by the belly of the Japanese plane!
At such a high speed, the tail that was raised high to keep the plane balanced was like an extremely sharp scalpel. It actually cut open the belly of the Japanese plane, and also deflected the Japanese plane's course, causing the plane to
The 4-star Chinese fighter jets escaped the catastrophe in the final charge of the 4-star Japanese jets.
"Damn it! Your brother insists on getting it, but this is possible? It's amazing!" Gu Xishui, who had just given the order, was stunned and patted the shoulder of Shen Chonghai, who was still like a wood sculpture.
This should be Gu Xishui's rare emotional display since Yao Meier's death.
"That's right! Brother, stop crying. Our plane is fine. Just beg Japan to be screwed." A sergeant also advised Shen Chonghai.
"You don't know!" Shen Chonghai shook his head, his voice still full of bitterness.
In Shen Chonghai's senses, a loud "Boom!" came. It was not that three fighter planes or two of them collided, but a large-caliber artillery shell landed less than 700 meters away from them. Inexplicably
It gave him a psychological hint.
At that moment, he mistakenly thought that his best friend in the aviation school would use his fighter plane to hit the Japanese plane to save his instructor!
But that is absolutely stupid. At a distance of 100 meters, the fighter plane flying at high speed only takes one second to arrive. The debris from the collision of the two planes and the air wave generated by the fuel explosion will hit the ground like a large artillery shell.
The Chinese fighter planes that came over were blown into sieves!
No way to live!
Chen Ping is an extremely smart person. Shen Chonghai knows that he will not be so stupid, but he still does it. This only shows that he wants to use that kind of tactics.
The two of them had simulated the tactics hundreds of times in the dormitory and classroom but never had a real flight record in the way that the school officer chatted with them!
"Sky Scalpel!"
That was the name given to the tactics that two fledgling young pilots passionately spent a month simulating!
"When there are no bullets, our fighter plane can also become a knife! A knife that can cut the Japanese devils bloody!" Two of the best pilot students from the Chinese aviation school shook hands and smiled.
In Shen Chonghai's mind, he kept thinking about his good friend's solemn oath!
But that has never been through actual combat!
Shen Chonghai understands better that even if it is simulated hundreds of times, it can only be successful once!
But Chen Ping, who was on the battlefield for the first time, was forced to put it into practice! Using the dream of a passionate young man to fly, he used his beloved fighter plane to perform surgery on enemy planes!
Get that one in ten thousand chance of success!
And, one in 100,000 chance of survival!
Now it seems that Chen Ping succeeded!
His courage and flying skills silenced thousands of Japanese soldiers.
Right under their noses, no, rather looking up at the sky, a Chinese pilot, with courage and determination not inferior to the so-called Bushido, with near-perfect flying skills, used his tail fin as a sword, ruthlessly flew
Slicing the opponent with a knife, cutting off the opponent's vitality, and also cutting into pieces the last ambition of the Japanese ace pilot!
The leader of Japan's North China Front Army Provisional Army Aviation Regiment, in this extremely rare melee of hundreds of fighter planes, achieved nothing!
Moreover, it has achieved the prestige of the Chinese Air Force's "hand-to-hand combat"!
At the same time, the Japanese army, whose morale had just risen sharply, could not help but feel chills all over.
If the Chinese can have such courage and determination on any battlefield, can they really hold on and wait for reinforcements to arrive? Or, in other words, can they really win this national war with China?
"Good boy! On behalf of the 17th Division and the Four Lines Regiment, I want to ask for credit from the war zone, no, from the Military and Political Department!" The white-haired general's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he shouted excitedly.
"Pass my order to the entire regiment for a general attack, five minutes in advance, so that all units can prepare!" Tang Dao took out his pocket watch, with a solemn expression on his face.
As a talented ultra-long-range sniper, Tang Dao's eyesight is far beyond that of ordinary people. In the field of view of the telescope, it is clearly visible that the Chinese fighter jet has lost the glass cover of the cockpit!
Obviously, after carrying out that scalpel-like precise volley a few seconds ago, the Chinese fighter plane was also seriously damaged.
But that's not the most fatal thing. After flying hundreds of meters, the nose of the Chinese fighter jet turned down. That was because it had entered a state that could not be recovered after losing its tail.
The damage of the fighter plane is inevitable, and the pilot must parachute to survive!
Carrying out the general attack five minutes in advance gave the Japanese troops on the ground who were eager for revenge little opportunity to shoot in the air. This was the only thing Tang Dao could do for this brave, imaginative and talented Chinese pilot.
"Yes, yes, order the whole division to advance the general attack by five minutes!" The white-haired general suddenly woke up from his excitement and immediately issued a military order.
He must be allowed to survive. This is a tribute from all Chinese soldiers on the ground to the brave genius in the air!
"Baga, order all the firepower of the heavy machine gun squadron to shoot in the air and shoot down the damn Chinese." As the acting brigade commander of the 39th Infantry Brigade, Li Dengxing woke up from the shock with red eyes.
Staring at the shaky Chinese fighter plane that was no longer high in the sky and shaking its wings, he ordered with gritted teeth.
As the current top commander of the 39th Infantry Brigade, he knew very well that it was precisely because of the emergence of this aircraft that the morale that had just risen was wiped out, especially when he saw that his own aircraft was trying to fight to the death.
When the fighter plane fell from the sky miserably, the morale of the soldiers on the battlefield was simply faster than the Imperial Eagle falling to the ground.
Only by defeating him might we be able to save the sluggish morale. Otherwise, let alone five days as Chief of Staff Saburo Okamoto said, he would not have the confidence to survive tonight.
The increasingly fierce artillery fire from the Chinese has almost announced that they cannot wait for the sun to rise tomorrow and will launch a general offensive.
"Your Excellency, Colonel, the enemy plane is at least 2,000 meters away!" The squadron leader of the heavy machine gun squadron looked as ugly as if he had eaten a piece of shit after receiving the unreliable order from his superior officer.
The crotch should be filled with melancholy.
It is tragic that the Imperial Japanese Army is not equipped with anti-aircraft anti-aircraft guns. It uses a Type 92 heavy machine gun with an anti-aircraft range of only 800 meters to hit an aircraft 2,000 meters away. It is broad daylight, Colonel, please wake up.
This duster is not that duster. It is not just a matter of preparing some paper together.
"You bastards, we have to fight even if we can't. The shame created by those bastards in Lu Hang will be avenged by our glorious imperial infantry." Colonel Li Dengxing was obviously a little over the top because of his anger.
A fire emplacement consisting of 8 heavy machine guns fired in vain into the sky. If there was a high-speed camera, the bullets would draw a beautiful arc and then fall into the mountains!
The effective range of the Type 92 heavy machine gun is only 1,500 meters. If you want to hit an aircraft 2,000 meters away, it must be at least 700 meters high. Just as the Japanese army captain wanted to say, Colonel, please put on your pants!
And when the Four Troops saw that the Japanese still dared to shoot at their damaged aircraft, what the hell, I'm worried that I can't find your heavy machine gun position! You dare to take the initiative, I won't give you shit.
You can’t even type it out!
Following the order from Guo Shouzhi, the commander of the nearest Second Battalion, the three howitzers, four 82-guns and nine 60-guns owned by the second battalion all turned their muzzles and headed towards the bold Japanese heavy machine gun position more than 1,000 meters away.
Explosive.
But a minute later, three 150-pound guns from the artillery battalion also joined the ranks of beating up the coward.
That's a good thing. In a 90-second bombardment, a dozen cannons fired out 200 rounds of artillery shells.
The Japanese army captain who was shouting in his heart, ‘Your Excellency, Daisaku, please accept your stupid lack of military orders!’ was completely silent!
Because, the crazy artillery fire of the Fourth Line Regiment had already torn him and the 6 heavy machine gun teams into pieces in the 60th second!
At the same time, Lei Xiong, who saw the battle in the sky in the mountains and forests, was also making final mobilization, pointing to Chen Ping's fighter plane in the sky that had lost its tail fin: "Brothers, is our Chinese Air Force good?"
"Yes." The roar from the mountain forest shook the sky.
"Well, I order you to throw away all your burdens except firearms and ammunition, and prepare for the final battle against the Japanese invaders in the Taihang Mountains!
Tell me, can we win this battle in one go?"
"Can! Can! Can! We can!"
Logistics baggage. The three-day supply of dry food, water and other supplies originally prepared for the front-line officers and soldiers of the Fourth Army Regiment were all thrown into the trenches by the officers and soldiers, who tried their best to bring ammunition!
All accomplished in one battle! Just like destroying all his ships in a last-ditch battle, Lei Xiong gave up all supplies and did not give the first battalion any way to retreat, nor did he give the encircled 39th Infantry Brigade any chance to breathe.
Before arriving at Fulu Ridge, Tang Dao had already conveyed his combat intentions to the regimental officers!
This battle is not about the small victory at Niangziguan and Fululing, but about the direct attack on Shimen where the main force is no longer around!
The sooner the Battle of Fululing is ended, the less time the Japanese North China Front will have to react, and the more abundant the gains from conquering Shimen will be!
Among the Four Lines Regiment, in terms of fierceness and decisiveness, Lei Xiong was actually the first among all the battalions and even the chief officers. Even Tang Dao was not as good as him.
Tang Dao's original plan was to eliminate all the Japanese invaders in the encirclement before sunset tomorrow.
But with the high morale brought by the Chinese Air Force, Lei Xiong is determined that the decisive victory will be tonight!
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But in the sky, the unknown Chinese fighter plane affects the hearts of all Chinese soldiers. Everyone hopes that the brave pilot is safe and sound.
"Heavy Rain, order the communications team to turn on the American wireless intercom. The communication channel is the first eight numbers on the third line of page six of the confidential communications manual!" Tang Dao said suddenly.
"Yes!" Xia Dayu accepted the order.
That was when she said goodbye to Laura in Pingbeicheng. Laura presented Tang Dao with the latest land warfare communication equipment developed by the United States. The communication range is up to 10 kilometers. There are only two units in total. One is placed at the regiment headquarters and the other is with him.
In action, this kind of equipment is five years ahead of the entire Asian battlefield. Unless it is an important moment, Tang Dao hardly uses these two wireless communication devices!
But now, it’s time to use it!
The pilot's safety is more important to Tang Dao than keeping the secret of this advanced equipment! As long as he is given 3 months, this equipment can be equipped at least within the Fourth Line Regiment, up to the company and battalion level.
The white-haired general was accustomed to the endless new gadgets of Tang Dao. A magical boy who could get a fully equipped German mechanic from the German company took out a stand-alone wireless communication device only found in fighter planes. It didn't seem to be the case.
How unexpected!
The principle of the radio communicator used by fighter planes is actually the same as this land-based type. The communication channel theater headquarters had secretly passed it to him at noon today.
"Lie sun, Lie sun, how are you doing? Please reply when you receive it."
Not long after, the hissing sound in the land combat communication microphone gradually disappeared, and the desperate cry of an air force pilot came.
"Dongdong Yao, what's going on? The burning sun was shot?"
"The scorching sun, the scorching sun, the cave is calling you!"
There was silence on the intercom at first, and then several anxious inquiries rang out.
Several fighter planes roared down from high altitude.
No one wants to lose a comrade at the moment of final victory, especially for the Chinese Air Force whose entire army only has three figures!
After a long time, Chen Ping's weak voice sounded on the intercom: "Dongdong Yao, I'm still alive, and the plane is still there."
"God bless you, you're still alive, bastard. What I told you was just a story. How dare you tell it for real? Even my instructor who shot down 20 enemy planes thought it was a tactic that only a mentally retarded person could come up with." Huang
Xin Rui let out a sigh of relief and cursed into the intercom.
"Oh! Lieyang, you can do it. When you go back, you can teach me tactics that I think are stupid!"
"Haha! Lieyang, you boy can beat that guy from Dahai once. When you go back, let that unlucky guy treat us to a drink!"
"Lie Ri, didn't you say that the girl I took last time was pretty good? I'll introduce you to her when I go back!"
Hearing Chen Ping's voice, the pilots' cheers filled the radio.
On the battlefield, not only the victory of the battle can make them cheer, but the safety of their comrades is the most worthy of celebration.
"Wild boar, get out of here, I have a fiancée." Chen Ping's voice was weak, but it was a very arrogant retort.
Loud laughter came from the communicators in the sky and below at the same time.
"It's great to be young!" the white-haired general smiled.
Living is the greatest reward after victory, for everyone!
However, none of them could see that Chen Ping would spit out a mouthful of blood every time he answered.
The corners of his mouth and chest were already a bright red.
