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Chapter 1607: Crazy Air Combat


Just when Gao Zhihang and Nova were killing more and less, they were killing each other.

Yue Feng took five 36s and took advantage of their speed to continuously "cut circles" toward the periphery of the Japanese fighter jets.

"Da da da da da" Yue Feng roared past the "circle" and rained bullets on a Japanese aircraft.

This Japanese aircraft took advantage of the characteristics of the Type 97 fighter jet and continuously "rotated" to avoid the hail of bullets.

Yue Feng had already expected it.

During the second round of shooting, he fired towards the opponent's "rotating" front end.

The Japanese plane had its wings broken and spun faster.

Unfortunately, it spun randomly, fell out of control, and fell straight down, hitting the ground and exploding.

Lu Tian, ​​Jia Bin, Li Zongyan, and Qi Xin each fought a battle.

Henglu Zhishu took a look and saw that there were only thirty-eight of them left.

If they were cut down like this, the entire army might be wiped out.

He gritted his teeth with hatred, the other party was really too cunning.

Never face you, always attack you from behind Always be the first to occupy the commanding heights Always turn your back to the sun, always shoot out of your range.

Hengji Naoki wanted to change this situation and seize the commanding heights and position, but there was no way.

The opponent was 20 kilometers per hour faster.

Baga, Henglu Zhishu was furious and his eyes were red.

He remembered clearly that his mission was to attack Yichang Pier.

He gritted his teeth and roared: "Air warriors, separate from Route 38 and attack Yichang Pier."

This decision is undoubtedly correct.

They have many fighters, but the opponent only has five.

No matter how powerful the opponent is, they can only kill ten.

The remaining twenty-eight should fly to the Yichang dock and start a killing spree.

After the order was issued, the thirty-eight Japanese fighter planes immediately acted independently, flying frantically toward Yichang along different routes.

Yue Feng sneered and shouted: "Chase, try to win two fights each."

Jia Bin said worriedly: "Captain, they are flying to Yichang."

Qixin worriedly said: "This is terrible.

There are so many people on the pier.

Once they are shot at, the consequences will be disastrous."

Li Zongyan smiled and said: "What are you worried about?

The leader has already predicted and made his own arrangements."

At this time, Yue Feng caught up with a Japanese plane and bit the opponent's tail.

This guy is very brave and resourceful, and he works hard to get promoted.

It's a pity that the 36 pull-up speed is faster than it.

What can be done?

This is a technical victory.

Yue Feng pulled up to a suitable height, quickly pulled down the nose of the aircraft, and fired fiercely at the Nine-Seven Style.

This time it was face-to-face shooting, like face-to-face "love" The Type 97 was spinning crazily, actually firing at Yue Feng while spinning.

Unfortunately, it was shot from bottom to top, and it was still out of range.

"哐哐哐" A string of bullets entered the cockpit of the Japanese plane, beating the Japanese pilot to pieces and shooting bloody columns, killing him instantly.

Although the fighter plane lost control, it was still pulled up and exploded when it reached its highest point.

Yue Feng ignored it for a long time, turned around and chased the second one.

The communicator heard cheers from Jia Bin, Li Zongyan, and Qixin, and they each won a fight.

Lu Tian also scored a victory, but he did not say anything.

In his opinion, flying a 36 to kill a Japanese aircraft gave him a sense of accomplishment, but not a strong one.

Let's say that Henglu Zhishu took more than thirty fighter planes and rushed towards Yichang.

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Suddenly, ten fighter planes rushed in front, it was the team of "Orochi Taibao" Fu Kesheng.

Henglu Naoshu took a look and thought to himself: Both sides are in the Nine-Seven Style, who is afraid of whom?

He shouted: "0200 to 0209, fight, the others will follow me towards Yichang."

"As commanded, we will fight" “You must go to Yichang to shoot” "Baga, victory belongs to the empire and to the emperor."

From 0200 to 0209, ten Japanese planes faced Fu Kesheng and the others.

Fu Kesheng took a look and shouted: "With the sun behind your back, pull up, pull up, pull up first!"

All the eunuchs were so proud that they laughed.

"Orochi, you are confused.

We are already at the commanding heights, so why bother?"

"Forgive him, it's my first time as captain."

"If I were captain, I would definitely do better than him."

"There is no tax on bragging.

In fact, I am the best captain."

It's true, but everyone followed Fu Kesheng and continued to rise.

Fu Kesheng yelled: "What do you know?

Prejudgment, do you know the prejudgment?

According to the distance between us and the Japanese fighter planes, if we don't continue to raise the level, when the two sides are close, the enemy and we are at the same altitude.

How can we carry out high-level long-distance shooting?"

Idiots, you are all idiots” As they spoke, the two sides got closer.

Sure enough, the enemy plane was still below Fu Kesheng and them.

Fu Kesheng said proudly: "Shoot, shoot" "Da da da da da" A hail of bullets hit the opponent's head.

"哐哐哐哐哐" The Japanese planes were constantly hit by bullets and trembling in the air.

The Japanese pilots tried their best to spin the fighter plane and shoot upwards wildly.

Unfortunately, they did not know that the people of the "Xiongqi Flying Company" had already understood the tactics of the Type 97 fighter planes clearly and had formulated extremely sophisticated countermeasures.

The most important thing is that the distance is not enough when hitting from the bottom, but the distance is no problem at all when hitting from the bottom.

Fighter planes kept falling one after another.

The ten fighter planes were quickly destroyed, and only one pilot parachuted out.

Let's talk about Henglu Zhishu, taking the remaining twenty-five fighter planes and rushing towards Yichang crazily.

Yichang, Yichang, Yichang Henglu Zhishu roared in his heart that he must rush to Yichang and shoot fiercely.

Suddenly, he saw more than a hundred fighter planes approaching from the front.

He was shocked.

He opened his eyes and took a closer look, but it was a fighter plane from the Sino-Soviet Joint Air Force.

"Baga, Baga, there is still an ambush here."

Henglu Naoki was completely in despair.

There were more than a hundred fighter planes against twenty-five of them.

How could there be any chance?

What's more, the "Ghost King" will bring other fighters to chase him from behind.

He roared: "Air warriors, fight, fight, for the Emperor.

Regardless of everything, rush to the Yichang Pier.

Look, there are only five miles left at the Pier.

We must rush over, rush over."

The Jaap pilot howled.

"Onboard, onboard, the time has come to serve the Emperor with all your devotion."

"As long as there is breath, we will shoot at the dock."

"Come on, charge on, kill the Chinese people" Twenty-five Japanese fighter planes rushed towards the dock with the courage to die.

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Unfortunately, courage in this case is not a weapon, but the rhythm of death.

Gao Zhihang and Nova led nearly two hundred fighter planes and fired fiercely, forming a barrage of barrages in the air, completely covering the Japanese planes.

If they wanted to rush over, it would be difficult to reach the sky.

Nearly two hundred fighter planes fought against twenty-five, and they were strafing from high levels, which was very spectacular.

"Da da da da da" The Japanese plane was constantly hit by bullets and fell unwillingly, like a dumpling.

It's useless no matter how talented Yokoji Naoki is, because his fuselage is painted with seven stars, indicating that he is an ace.

Therefore, five fighter planes fired at him at the same time.

Five bullets covered him.

There's no place to hide here.

Henglu Naoki screamed in despair, his body was hit by more than a dozen bullets, and his body kept exploding.

His last thought was: Baga, how could this happen, how could this happen, what kind of tactic is this?

People on the dock saw the Japanese plane falling like dumplings and cheered so loudly that it was earth-shattering.

Ladies and gentlemen, I have something to do at noon.

The third update may not be posted until two o'clock.

Sorry, I wish you all a happy Sunday

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