The uncontrolled rocket dragged the white smoke past the fuselage, hit the white snow not far away, and raised a dazzling fire, red as blood, black smoke billowed, and disappeared in a few blinks, the transport plane flew past the top of the mountain, and a rumbling sound like thunder came, and the daring rocket caused an avalanche, and the snow tide that rolled bigger and bigger was like a giant razor to scrape half of the steep snow-capped mountain.

No more than the bomber has self-defense firepower, the transport plane is the real fish on the board, although it dodged the first round of salvo, but the power of the explosion still scared everyone, the ghost crying wolf howl filled the cabin, some of the strong men were shouting God to save me, some were shouting mother, messing into a pot of porridge, the only commendable thing is that although they were scared half to death, they did not run around, they clung to the lanyard in the cabin, and the people in the group were also frightened and pale, the sky is not comparable to the ground, and they don't even have the ability to counterattack。

The Rubio crew operated the plane, driving full horsepower, evading the fire of the fighters left and right, turning the passengers upside down, the enemy in order to increase the power, the engine was replaced with a high-thrust engine, but did not think of its own weakness, the transport plane was slow, the nose was down, and the height was quickly reduced, but the fighter missed a round, the two planes were staggered in the air, and the fighter had to come back in a big circle after staggering.

There was a wild scream from the pilot, and the transport plane continued to reduce altitude, almost grazing the snowy mountains and flying desperately forward.

But everyone knew that the crisis had not passed, and the intercepted Hurricane fighter jets went around in circles and began to increase their altitude, once the other party launched an attack from a high altitude, no matter how snakeskin the transport plane moved, it was only a matter of time before it was hit, maybe after more than ten seconds, the engine would explode and catch fire, and the entire plane would disintegrate in the air and become a pile of wreckage on the snow-capped mountain route.

At the critical moment, Captain Rubio was anxious, and pulled out an old-fashioned bolt-action rifle from his feet, which was a German 98k rifle during World War I, which was captured by his father in World War I, and was left to his son as a family heirloom.

"You fly the plane, and I'll take care of it down. ”

Yang Pingfan has been standing behind them and watching coldly, his eyes lit up when he saw this, he snatched the rifle, turned around and walked to the rear hatch, opened the sleeve as he walked, the bullet was loaded, the gun oil was bright, and the maintenance was good, the plane was very turbulent, he walked quickly and calmly step by step, Rubio was stunned for a moment, turned around and held the joystick.

To everyone's surprise, it did not choose to dive from a high altitude, but maintained a low altitude like the transport plane, and the speed slowed down, the nose of the aircraft lit up and ignited a fire, and the whistling cannons hit head-on, chiseling several holes in the cabin.

The other party seems to want to play a game of cat and mouse, and has already treated the transport plane as a dead thing, and wants to play with the mood of the passengers of the transport plane before crashing.

Yang Pingfan pushed open the door of C47, and a cold wind poured in, and the strong men grabbed the net rope in the cabin to prevent themselves from falling out.

The magic fighter was at the five o'clock position of the transport plane, about a thousand meters behind the right side, and fired a series of cannons, seeing that the transport plane was still supporting left and right, the second wave of blows came, Yang Pingfan just opened the hatch, and saw the fire flashing under the wings of the opponent, which was firing rocket artillery!

Yang Pingfan raised the rifle with a swipe, the bullet was already loaded, and the unlocked frog dynamic vision ability allowed him to easily capture the trajectory of high-speed moving objects.

The bazooka dragging white smoke on the buttocks, almost marking out the afterimage in Yang Pingfan's eyes, was no different from the flying geese, the transport plane flew in the valley, a rock protruded from the cliff in front, and the wind fighter launched two rockets, one aimed at the rock, and the other predicted the position of the transport plane flying sideways, which was a nirvana attack direction.

Yang Pingfan picked up the 98k in a very non-standard posture, bang!

Two gunshots echoed in the cabin, Yang Pingfan's hand speed was so fast that no one could see clearly, the first bullet case had not yet landed, and the second shot had already been pushed onto the chamber, and the two rockets were exploded in the air, blooming two flowers of death.

The pilot in the fighter plane saw that the rear hatch of the Citi Army transport plane was open, thinking that the crew on the plane was about to abandon the plane and parachute, and the corners of his mouth could not help but outline a smile of victory, and moved his finger to the cannon launcher, ready to shoot ducks, but he did not see the parachute, and the two rockets he fired were exploded in an impossible position.

After adjusting the position of the camera, seeing that the prey had flown far away, the Hurricane fighter pulled out an arc and continued to rush over, without retracting his fingers, according to the heartbeat rate, da-da-da, and the cannon shells were sprinkled towards the transport plane like meteors.

"Circumvent!"

Yang Pingfan roared, Rubio also heard from the voice that the wind fighter had flown above his head, and in a hurry, he went crazy, operated, and began to move in snakeskin, but it was still a little worse, Yang Pingfan stood in the tail of the plane, and saw a string of light points falling to the nose of the plane, followed by a scream from the cockpit, his heart was broken, and he stepped over the cabin in a few steps, and probed into the cockpit.

The eyes were miserable, the roof of the cockpit was pierced by a machine gun, the cold wind was stirred in like a knife along the holes, a co-pilot was torn in half, his head and half of his body were shattered, meat sauce and blood were sprayed everywhere, Rubio's face was pale, and he looked fine on the surface, but Yang Pingfan keenly noticed that the blood on his lower body was flowing out. vp

"Are you alright?"

Hearing Yang Pingfan's inquiry, Rubio nodded and shook his head again, "It's okay, the plane is still in my hand." ”

The other co-pilot was lucky not to be hit, but he was also stupid by the tragic scene in front of him, Yang Pingfan stepped forward, slapped him, woke him up, grabbed his collar and yelled: "Now, you just need to stabilize the plane, and leave the rest to me, understand?"

Yang Pingfan roared three times in a row, and the co-pilot nodded busily, and together with Captain Rubio, stabilized the plane, lowered the altitude again, and flew in the valley.

Yang Pingfan carried the 98k back to the tail door, the wind fighter bit up again, this time flying closer, when he saw that there was a person with a gun aimed at him, the pilot was first surprised, and then felt a burst of anger, the other party obviously wanted to shoot himself down with a gun, this is simply a humiliation to himself!

Thinking of this, the pilot of the Hurricane fighter did not have any idea of evasion, but instead filled up the throttle, and the fighter rushed head-on, his finger on the cannon launcher, and the pilot's eyes flashed with a fierce color, he wanted to smash this person who insulted the dignity of the imperial soldiers to pieces at the closest distance.

Closer, closer, there seemed to be a wonderful picture of a big living person being shattered in the pilot's eyes, and with a soft sound, the pilot suddenly saw a small hole in his windshield.

Something seemed to be wrong, the pilot felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, his body seemed to have been opened, and the energy and heat in his body were flowing away like a flood of pipes.

Shot?

Impossible, the transport plane does not have a tail turret, how can it be shot, the person on the other side is standing in the shaking transport cabin, such a strong wind, could it be that he hit himself with a broken gun?

The fighter pilot flashed countless details and questions in a few moments, he lowered his head in disbelief and looked at his chest, where the coldness hit, a stain of red blood, soaking his flight suit.

The pilot's mind became blurred, he recalled the past more than half a month ago, the military department sent a mysterious large container, which contained this modified Hurricane fighter, the whole brigade rushed to fly it, and finally it was his outstanding ability to get this honor, the first time he flew it, the pilot could feel the superb performance of this fighter, he thought that he could fly this fighter and the British and American ghosts in Southeast Asia, and achieve the ideal of a top ace pilot.

However, the order given by the commander of the base was extremely strange, this fighter with excellent performance was not put into air combat, but was used to intercept those transport planes that had no combat effectiveness, which made the pilot feel that he was overkill, and he was killing chickens, but orders were orders, and he poured out his anger on the Allied transport planes, and more than a dozen transport planes had been shot down during this time, but today......

The scene in front of him became more and more blurred, the last sanity of the fighter pilot was how to keep this precious Imperial Army property, insist on flying back to Myitkyina airport, it didn't matter if he died, this fighter must not be lost, but he couldn't do it anymore, a 7.62mm rifle bullet hit his lung, tearing a bowl-sized wound in his back, he could only live for more than ten seconds, the canyon twisted and turned, and there was a steep slope in front of him, but the pilot couldn't lift the strength to move the lever at all.

Yang Pingfan watched the fighter plane plant on the snowy mountain and turn into a fireball, then he breathed a sigh of relief, closed the hatch, and walked back to the wheelhouse.

The two pilots also saw the crash scene in the rearview mirror, leveled the plane, and continued to fly along the course.

Yang Pingfan came back with a 98k rifle: "Captain, thank you for the gun, it's very accurate." ”

"Oh God. ”

Captain Rubio's face was pale, and the co-pilot helped him bandage his wound in the gap just now, and the bleeding had stopped, only to see him shout in an incredible low voice, this Ming man actually hit the fighter with a rifle, and he was actually blinded by him!

Anyway, he also saved the whole plane, Captain Rubio stretched out his hand to Yang Pingfan with some trembling: "Thank you, sir, I only thank two people in this life, one is God, and the other is you, if you are ranked, I am afraid that you are still in front of God, after all, I prayed to him just now, but he did not show up." ”