When the Bangkok Military Airport was in chaos, at a height of about 3,500 meters, 100 kilometers to the south, a Type 99 land bomber was in front, two Type 99 sea bombers followed closely behind, and three Japanese bombers The planes were arranged in a Zigzag pattern and were flying towards the airport, bathed in the warm sunshine of Southeast Asia.
In the passenger cabin converted from the Type 99 land bomber magazine, six people sat facing each other in threes and threes. Among them, two middle-aged men in suits and ties sitting next to the cockpit were laughing and talking about something.
"I was sitting on Chen Gongbo's left hand. Minister Zhou, you didn't see it at the time. Chen Gongbo's face immediately turned dark after the dean read out the list of envoys, haha."
"That's for sure. He always thought that he was the envoy. Little did he know that I had already reached a tacit understanding with Mr. Wang. It would be strange if he didn't change his face on the spot."
"Minister Zhou, as long as you secure enough benefits for the country in this meeting, from now on, Chen Gongbo will no longer have the capital to challenge you. You will be the second in the Nanjing government."
Minister Zhou waved his hand and said seriously: "Young Master, this is wrong. I, Mr. Zhou, have joined the peace movement advocated by Mr. Wang under the name of traitor. Is it for personal fame and fortune? What I want is just to hope that this will happen." This war can be ended as soon as possible, and the people of this country will suffer less disaster."
Minister Zhou, who wears glasses and has a polite appearance, is naturally Zhou Fohai, one of the three traitors of the Wang Puppet Nanjing government. Sitting opposite him is his confidant Guan Tianyun. Zhou Fohai speaks loudly and whitewashes himself. The traitorous behavior of Ouyang Yun seemed to be an act of sacrificing his life for righteousness. If Ouyang Yun were here, he would definitely spit out a thick phlegm all over his head and face. As his confidant, Guan Tianyun naturally would not oppose him and quickly said: "Zhou Zhou The minister's painstaking efforts are naturally clear to me, but there are many misunderstandings in the world. I think it is only temporary. When the day when the Nanjing government unifies the country, I believe everyone will praise your righteous deeds."
Enjoying the flattery, Zhou Fohai nodded and said with a smile: "Shaoqing, I like to hear what you say. Since ancient times, history has been written by the victors. When we truly unify China, by that time , the Chinese people will naturally understand our painstaking efforts." After saying this, he glanced at the four officers and said sternly: "Everyone remember, in this meeting, apart from Japan, we are the strongest, so everyone must Pay attention to your appearance and show the magnanimity that an envoy from a great country should have."
The four officers were all upstarts in the puppet army who were personally promoted by Zhou Fohai. They nodded one after another and said that they would definitely follow the minister's teachings and would not lose the prestige of the country.
But they don't want to think about how powerful they are as vassals of the Japanese when the Japanese are around.
While Zhou Fohai and others were intoxicated, the Langyas were also discussing who the so-called "China Representative" would be. The Japanese army's improved Type 99 and Falcon were both two-seat fighters, which made Gu Youliang's dream come true. They allowed them all to fly into the sky. When Huamao piloted a Type 99 Haibao and finally took off, he was shot by a Jaap machine gun. If he was flying an old Type 99 Haibao, he probably wouldn't have died. The opportunity has taken off, and if we hijack one more plane, it probably won't take off.
Stick and Zou Jiahui shared a Falcon, and Stick was the main driver. He was ambitious and hoped that the "China representative" would be Wang Zhaoming, and said: "If I can kill Wang Zhaoming, I will become a hero that thousands of people will look up to." He is a hero, hehe. I am afraid that he will surpass the Commander-in-Chief and become the idol of girls all over the country. It is exciting to think about it. Thousands of girls are clamoring to marry me. Wow, that feeling. .”
While the stick was daydreaming, Zou Jiahui couldn't laugh or cry, and cursed: "Fly your plane well, the little Japs have obviously discovered our identity. The Japs pilots are experienced in many battles. Let's talk about it if you can shoot down the enemy plane."
At a distance of a hundred kilometers, the two sides were facing each other, and within ten minutes they saw the other side's fighter planes.
But on the little devil's side, the pilot of the Type 99 land bomber, Nakamura Yoshino, saw two Type 99s and two Falcons coming towards him, and was a little puzzled: The surroundings were invincible, so why did they send four fighter planes? Is it because Are the people in the cabin Chinese?
The two sides flew closer and closer. Seeing that the distance between each other was less than one thousand meters, the four fighter planes that came to greet them had no intention of turning around and returning, and their speed did not slow down at all. Nakamura's doubts became even greater, and he turned around Ask your co-pilot: "What are they trying to do and why don't they turn around?"
The co-pilot also had a question on his mind, but at this moment, a long "beep" sound came from his headset. He quickly lowered his head to receive the telegram. Within a few seconds, he suddenly shouted in horror: "The fighter plane has been attacked." Hijack, hurry, return immediately."
"What." Nakamura was startled. The next moment, without waiting for the co-pilot to say anything, he saw a ball of fire suddenly bursting out from under the nose of the Falcon flying towards him. He immediately realized what he had encountered. His reaction was quick, and he immediately pulled the lift rod to pull the fighter plane up. However, no matter how fast his hands and feet were, how could he be faster than the speed of the shells?
The one who fired at him was Stick. Stick was an aviation rookie through and through. That's why he dared to fire at a distance of less than 500 meters between the two sides at high speed. Moreover, for fear of missing the enemy plane, he fired a full burst of fire. More than ten rounds of artillery shells,
The skill of the stick was really bad. Only three of the more than ten shells hit the target. However, it was enough at such a close distance. A fierce explosion suddenly sounded in the direction of the cockpit, and then the fuselage shook violently. When he got up, Zhou Fohai, who was chatting and laughing with Guan Tianyun, turned pale with fear. He grabbed the armrests of the seat with both hands and asked, "What's going on? What happened?" Guan Tianyun had taken off his seat belt before. He opened it. At this moment, Cui was unprepared and fell to the ground. He screamed loudly in fear. In panic, he grabbed Zhou Fohai's right leg with both hands, and then hugged him tightly, shouting in horror. Said: "Minister, are we, are we under attack?"
When the sticks opened fire, another Hayabusa and two Jiujiu also aimed at the target and opened fire at the same time. The two Japanese pilots facing them were cursing and scolding the Kisarazu Air Wing guys on the opposite side for their nonsense. I wanted to pull the fighter plane away, but I watched helplessly as several groups of flames exploded, and then a string of fireballs came towards my face. Before I could make any movement, my eyes were blurred and I lost the chance to make a comeback. One of them was beaten and disintegrated in the air. , and another one rolled violently to the left, then turned sideways and fell all the way down.
"Hit, hit." the stick roared,
Zou Jiahui saw something was wrong and shouted at the same time: "Pull up your stick, pull it up." Before he could finish his words, the fighter plane had already plunged into the burning Jiujiu, which was still struggling. In the sea of fire created by the detonation of the Shilu, there was a "pop" sound, and the glass in front of the cockpit was hit by a fragment and shattered. A stream of flames licked in and wiped away the hair on Stick's face.
"Oh my god," the stick roared from the sea of fire. The next moment he hurriedly pulled the lift rod. In a hurry, he first touched the lift rod to the left. Well, the fighter plane suddenly turned to the left, and the left side of the aircraft suddenly turned to the left. The wing hit the fuselage of the Type 99 Lubo and was immediately broken.