Twelve versus twelve, the Matsui Brigade did not suffer in terms of quantity, but the performance was not inferior at all. The Matsui Brigade's twelve land bombers, the latest ones were two Type 97 fighter jets, and the others were scattered.
The Type 92, Type 93 heavy blaster, Type 95 fighter from the 1930s, and even the Type 88 light blaster from the 1920s are all impressively listed. The flying speed and armor status of these fighters are also impressive.
Regardless, the weapons they are equipped with are all machine guns, and this kind of aviation machine gun with a maximum caliber of 7.7 mm, not to mention the range is almost a kilometer shorter than the Type 36 machine gun equipped by the Baiji, and it is more deadly.
Yes, because the Baiji is a heavily armored fighter, so even if they can gain range and fire successfully, it is still unknown whether they can cause fatal damage to the Baiji.
Zhang Xiaolin and his wingman flew in the first row. The distance was close, and he could see clearly the weapons equipped by the Japanese aircraft. A sneer appeared on his lips. Then, he was not busy launching an attack, but asked Xue Changkong.
: "Commander, are there any Japanese planes in the nearby airspace?"
The Sky Fortress piloted by Xue Changkong acted as an early warning aircraft and a command aircraft. He looked at the radar screen and replied affirmatively: "Don't worry and be bold, there are only these twelve enemy aircraft for the time being."
The smile at the corner of Zhang Xiaolin's mouth immediately widened. He changed the channel and calmly ordered: "Brothers, this is a rare opportunity for practical training. Listen to me, don't burst into flames as soon as you get started. Play with them for a while."
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After the various regiments of the Xuebing Army were reorganized, the one that expanded the most was the Air Force. This resulted in the current situation. For example, in Zhang Xiaolin's 301st Fighter Division, veteran pilots only accounted for one-third, which directly led to a decline in the combat effectiveness of the entire unit.
There was a sharp decline, and recruits suddenly accounted for two-thirds of the battle sequence. This made Zhang Xiaolin very angry about how to improve the combat effectiveness of the troops as soon as possible. Therefore, what was originally a life-and-death air battle was now treated as a drill by him.
opportunities for troops,
Not everyone can understand his painstaking efforts in issuing this strange order, especially those students from the former Chongqing Aviation School who have just been integrated into active service. This group of students has been in active service for less than a week. It is their first actual combat and they feel nervous.
It was unavoidable, and this made their brains think a little slower, so someone immediately asked: "Master, just for fun, can you be more specific?"
After Zhang Xiaolin issued the order, he pulled up the fighter plane with the purpose of helping his brothers to raid the formation. When he heard this, he thought in his mind: These Chongqing kids are still college students. Why are their heads so lumpy? He was about to explain further.
, but heard his wingman Zhang Danian say: "You know, a cat catches a mouse. That's what the commander means. The little devil's airborne weapons are not powerful enough. As long as you don't let him aim at you, don't worry about being shot down. I understand."
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"Got it."
This "got it" sound was heard in the crowd. On the other side, the machine guns on both wings of a Type 97 fighter jet were already spitting out flames, sweeping out two beams of bullets with a "click, click, click" sound.
What a coincidence, this Japanese plane was aiming at the Baiji piloted by the cadet Gong Xiaohan who had just asked Zhang Xiaolin what "play" meant.
In the first air battle, Gong Xiaohan was still too nervous. His movements of his hands and feet were a little slow, and he flew directly into the range of the Japanese plane, and he failed to fire first.
When two balls of sparks exploded in his field of vision, the hairs all over Gong Xiaohan's body exploded. Pictures of training operations passed through his mind. He instantly made a climbing maneuver, and then, he heard There was a "dang-dang-dang" crashing sound from below the fighter plane. When he realized that he had been hit, a cold air rose from his tailbone. While he continued to pull up the fighter plane, he shouted in the microphone: "I've been hit." Yes, I was hit."
Zhang Danian happened to be flying to his left, and was about to do a roll at this time. He heard his cry, glanced at it, and responded: "Why are you howling? It just hurt a little fur, it's okay."
It was none other than Captain Matsui Kozhi of the Matsui Battalion who bit Gong Xiaohan's Baiji and fired first. After the sight was firmly attached to the opponent, Matsui pressed the shooting button, thinking that the opponent would not be able to escape this attack in any case. Tribulation, a burst of pleasure flowed through his body, making him couldn't help but let out a cry,
Just after the shouting, he was filled with the belief that he would win as never before, but when he saw the Baiji pulled up as if nothing was wrong, he was startled, his eyes widened, he blurted out the word "eight grids", and then hurriedly Change the flight status and want to capture the fighter plane again,
The tail of the fuselage was hit by several bullets but nothing happened. After confirming this, Gong Xiaohan finally calmed down completely. He muttered: "Damn it, I'll just have fun with you." Then he continued to climb. state, he increased the throttle at the same time, and then performed a beautiful somersault maneuver, dived down and turned a small turn, and in turn bit Matsui's Type 97 fighter.
After the air battle began, because none of the twelve Whitebacks opened fire immediately, from the perspective of the Japanese on the ground, our fighters had a complete advantage and seemed to be chasing the incoming enemy planes. Fires were fired one after another, clusters of sparks bloomed, and many people cheered loudly.
"Well done."
"Good job."
"Come on, knock them all down."
...Then, they felt completely relaxed. Amidst the explosions coming from the military port in the distance, they started to comment and comment with interest like experts.
"The incoming fighter is probably a Chinese fighter plane. Although the Chinese fighter plane is big, the quality of its pilots is too poor. Look at that fighter. It has been chased and beaten. Hey, it can actually do somersaults. I tell you. You, this kind of action is very dangerous, it seems that the Chinese people were forced into desperation."
...Five minutes later, Matsui Xiaozhi was the first to realize that something was wrong. The Type 97 fighter jet had a top speed of 460 kilometers per hour, while the Baiji Dolphin was nearly 600 kilometers per hour. The huge speed advantage and similar maneuverability made Gong Xiaohan captured at least three fighter planes in this short period of five minutes. Three times in a row, he was clearly targeted by the Chinese aviation force on the opposite side, but the opponent did not fire. No matter how stupid Matsui was, he realized that there was something wrong. He looked at the situation to the left and right again, especially after noticing the Baiji piloted by Zhang Xiaolin who had been hovering at high altitude. He finally guessed the opponent's motive and understood that the opponent was using his own brigade to train troops. The little devil's face was angry. He turned red and felt that he had been greatly insulted: Ba Ge, you are really bullying people. Isn't it just that the performance of fighter planes is superior to ours? You are so arrogant. Well, today I will teach you a painful lesson. Thinking about it like this , there was a fierce light in the little devil's eyes, and then he found an opportunity to increase the accelerator to the end, and rushed directly towards the White-Jin Dolphin driven by Gong Xiaohan, regardless of the situation.
(Old Poison: There is another chapter today, it may be later)