Chapter three hundred and forty-ninth broken thigh
The nose and the fuselage are two completely different targets. If you have to make a comparison, if the nose is a ten-ring red heart, then the fuselage is the entire target surface. This is secondary. The most beneficial thing for Zhou Lin's army is the Japanese. The depth of the formation on the left and right sides of the aircraft is much thicker than that on the front and rear, so no matter how nervous they are or how bad their performance is, they don't have to worry about not getting results. There is another layer after one layer, and another layer behind it. After using it, Yang Cambridge He said sourly: "Given numerous opportunities, a blind cat can catch a mouse. It's no big deal."
Unlike anti-aircraft pilots who only need to slightly adjust their direction to get rid of the crosshair lock of the enemy aircraft on the opposite side, facing threats from the side, the Japanese pilots have no other choice but to speed up and escape. Originally, for the Japs with superb flying skills, At this time, you can use a roll maneuver to get rid of it, but the problem is that there are friendly aircraft on the front, rear, left and right, and there is not much room for them to use. The roll maneuver is a "suicide tactic", but the target of the same death is one of our own, with superb skills. Most of the Japanese pilots are much smarter than ordinary people, and naturally they will not do such stupid things, so the thirty-six Baijis of Zhou Lin's army were like sharp blades cutting into the ribs of a giant beast. The giant beast had no strength at all. His mouth was open, but his head couldn't be turned around. There was nothing he could do except continue running forward while bleeding.
Ishikawa Jiro originally looked down on the "suicide tactic", but facing the thirty-six Whitebacks coming from the side, he suddenly discovered sadly that even if they intended to implement this tactic at this time, they would not have the chance. The importance of large-scale air combat and formation It goes without saying. To use a simple metaphor, one side is in a group of three or five, but the other side can only fight on its own. It is self-evident which one is better and which one is worse. The Zhou Lin Army Brigade smashed the Japanese aircraft formation to pieces, and the Japanese aircraft exploded. They were flying around like flies in their nests. As a result, they were hit head-on by the main force of aircraft that charged in a dense formation. Many Japanese soldiers were beaten into the air and disintegrated before they could adjust their flight status. They didn't even have the chance to fight back. The Japanese aircraft in front did have the opportunity to implement "suicide tactics", but when faced with groups of white-tip dolphins, they were often shot by firepower woven into a net before they could get close, so "suicide tactics" truly became a reality. pure suicide,
Ishikawa Jiro is worthy of being a veteran in air combat, and he quickly realized this. He cursed Yamamoto Isoroku in his heart, thinking that the old guy's tactic was completely successful and failed, so he immediately ordered not to launch suicide tactics at will, and demanded His subordinates showed off their usual tactical skills during training and encouraged them that as long as they can show up at the same level as during training, they will definitely be able to defeat the China Army: "Gentlemen, please keep this in mind. In Asia, the samurai of the Empire of Japan are the best." The real masters of this sky, when our predecessors began to soar in the sky, the Chinese people did not know what an airplane was..."
To be fair, what Ishikawa Jiro said is true, but it seems to be outdated now. Not to mention that the performance of the Whiteback Dolphin is far better than any fighter of the Japanese army. Let’s compare the flight time of the two aviation forces. There are already much more soldiers than the Japanese army, so the effect of his words can only give the little Japanese aviation soldiers some psychological comfort.
A chaotic battle began in the air, with hundreds of fighter planes entangled together. This kind of scene was not only rare in a century, but at least rare in ten years. The infantry of both sides on the ground were immediately attracted. Chi Guanxing was originally because of the performance of the previous troops. But despite feeling uneasy, his blood gradually heated up, and his eyes began to burn with blazing flames.
There were too many fighters in the air, and the bright trajectories of tracer bullets were so bright that it hurt people's eyes. Occasionally, a ball of fire exploded, and the images in everyone's eyes suddenly turned fiery red. The battle was too fierce, and because it was closely related to itself, , so the soldiers on both sides raised their heads and stared nervously, and then their expressions slowly became completely different.
There are not many guerrillas who can understand things, and their eyes are sore from looking up for a long time, so few can see what happened to the fighter plane that exploded or fell to the ground dragging thick smoke. It doesn't matter which side it is from, as long as one out of a hundred can understand it. I only heard a joyful shout: "It's a Japanese fighter plane. The Japanese fighter plane exploded." Then there was a thunderous cheer,
Unlike the guerrillas, ten out of ten people in the Japanese army can distinguish clearly. So unlike the bursts of thunder that erupted from time to time on the opposite side, the Japanese army became more and more silent, and the faces of the Japanese army became paler and paler. Gradually, everyone's faces They all lost their blood, and they were so badly bombed by the air fortress just now. This made him realize that once their own air force failed, what awaited them next would be a massive air strike. At this time, their main force had already been evacuated to the mountains. , Ordinarily, there is no need to be too afraid of air strikes, but if they know the types of fighter planes and their functions, and let them know that the next air strikes will become more precise, then unless they hide early, they will be under such a scalpel. Such precise strikes resulted in heavy casualties. Takahashi Tagaji obviously realized this very early, so when the defeat of Ishikawa Jiro's Hankou Flying Group became more and more obvious, he decisively ordered a retreat to allow the troops to attack more broadly. Hide in the mountains,
"Your Excellency, what about Yichun?" Chief of Staff Toshio Miyamoto asked bitterly.
"It all depends on the situation." Takahashi said sadly, with the same bitter tone. What a shame. He originally wanted to penetrate the Chinese army's defense line and encircle and annihilate the troops heading towards it, but now he has to put his own safety at risk. If there is no guarantee, the solution to the siege of Yichun will have to be looked at again.
"When did the Chinese aviation force become so powerful?"
Takahashi didn't answer, his mood was already terrible,
Yamamoto Isoroku's suicide tactics once made everyone in the academy and air force worried. They no longer had the previous aura of giving up on others, like Zhang Xiaolin and Yang Polu. The Japanese would never have thought of it. Before engaging in the battle, the former was so nervous that he was sweating, while the latter hesitated before giving the order for the entire army to attack.
After the two sides fully engaged in battle, Zhang Xiaolin stared at the radar screen without blinking. The communications staff officer next to him was also very nervous, so when Yang Polu's slightly excited voice sounded and ordered the entire division to defeat the Japanese in one go, He turned to Zhang Xiaolin and said, "Commander, it seems that the overall situation has been decided." Before he finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Xiaolin's sweaty face and couldn't help but froze for a moment, thinking that the commander was also nervous.
Zhang Xiao and Lin Xin were still carrying it, and shouted in the chat: "Little Yangzi, how is the battle going?"
"Determined victory." Yang Polu's rich baritone voice immediately sounded,
Zhang Xiaolin then heaved a sigh of relief and said: "Don't be careless, we must prevent the little devil from jumping over the wall in a hurry."
"Haha, Commander, don't worry, they can't jump anymore. Huang Xiaohua, what are you doing so stupidly? Pay attention to your cooperation with your wingmen."
Only then did Zhang Xiaolin feel something strange on his body. He wiped the sweat from his face and said, "NND, I've never been so nervous." Then he saw the sweat on the communications staff's face and smiled: "What the hell, what the hell? Such a bear."
The communications staff officer chuckled.
Zhang Xiaolin grinned, but Ishikawa Jiro was on the verge of tears. They were continuously restrained tactically, so that their numerical advantage soon disappeared. Once the numerical advantage disappeared, he actually had no possibility of regrouping. However, the speed advantage of the baiji dolphin made it even more difficult for him to withdraw from the battlefield in an organized manner. And because they did not have the courage of a strong man to break his wrist, they fell deeper and deeper. Gradually, if they wanted to leave, they would have to break their thigh.