In the car, Qi Yu touched his waist, and suddenly understood that Zhang Yanzhi's flare was his own gun, but it was the Japanese plane that attracted it. 『』【Full text reading baoly】

"Sun Fuming, stop!" Qi Yu suddenly shouted. Jean Sujunge is also a little strange.

"But......" Sun Fuming was trying his best to dodge the shells dropped by the bombing of the plane, and he couldn't find a suitable position to stop.

"What's wrong?" asked Sujunge.

"Stop immediately at the five-mile pavilion in front. Qi Yu was obviously impatient.

The sudden braking stirred up the sand and gravel on the ground, and the smoke that could not be dispersed for a long time.

"I have to go back, I'm afraid there's something wrong here. Qi Yu immediately jumped out of the car.

"Wait a minute, here's this. Su Junge took out the defense map from his arms.

"What is this?" Qi Yu opened the map with a puzzled stomach. My heart suddenly lit up, this is the real arming map. It turns out that there is a secret passage under this Yongping Town. And from the cellar under the Yunji Hall to the dark passage of the bun shop on West Street, it is just a peek at the leopard. Originally, Qi Yu wanted to go back to see if this Zhang Yanzhi was really on the verge of defection, but he was stumped by this defense map. However, this trip, but waiting for his own plane, is really an accident within an accident......

When the roar of the engine sounded, Qi Yu looked up, and the Japanese plane was obviously even more surprised, the Shanghai military plane flew high above the Japanese plane, and the shells volleyed down in the air, and a few of them landed straight on top of the Japanese plane, and it was obviously necessary for the plane to be destroyed and killed.

In this battle, Qi Yu made several bets on himself, but fortunately, he won them all. He is not taking such a bet lightly, here is not only his conceit, but also his years of battlefield experience, as well as people's hearts and minds, the trend of the times.

The sky is vast, the scorching sun is overhead, there is not even a trace of broken clouds in the sky, and the fighters of the two sides come and go. A sideways No. 3 aircraft of the Shanghai Army dodged the impact of the Japanese plane, and the newly installed long-range machine gun on the fuselage immediately opened fire, a distance that happened to concentrate the right wing of the enemy plane. Although it didn't hit with one hit, it would never let it be so comfortable, and it would be his fate to be able to escape death. The dodge of the No. 3 plane was brilliant, but the No. 5 plane was not so lucky, the two enemy planes behind had not yet shaken off, and suddenly another enemy plane appeared in front, and the No. 5 plane suddenly flew low, and accelerated under the enemy fuselage in front and rushed over.

Obviously, the three enemy planes that were tracking did not expect such a mutation, and two of them collided with each other. Qi Yu watched the battle with a lookout scope below, and couldn't stop cheering for them. These pilots and fighters that he trained in Germany with a lot of money really lived up to expectations, and they were not inferior to these well-trained Japanese air forces in peacetime.

The roar of the fighter planes is endless, and the heroic act of the eagle hitting the sky makes people marvel. When the Shanghai military fighters ran out of ammunition and food, they directly chased and collided with the enemy planes and resolutely died with them. At the time of the crash, a dazzling fire hung down from the sky, and if the sky was long, it was amazing but sad. This made Su Junge suddenly think of the princess of the Han Dynasty in her pen, how she galloped on the battlefield in her pen, so chic and wanton. Now that he is really on the battlefield, Su Junge can't find the feeling of writing, and the truth is far from imagining, so it is inevitable to be sad.

At this moment, Zhang Yanzhi actually rushed over, "Young Marshal, are you okay?"

Qi Yu felt comforted in his heart, he really lived up to his expectations.

His eyes were stagnant on Su Junge, and he even felt that his breathing had stopped, Zhang Yanzhi stared at Su Junge in a daze, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Qi Yu was keen, and he could naturally detect the strangeness of Zhang Yanzhi, even though Su Junge's sloppy image was no longer lustrous at this time, but he knew that her temperament was difficult to ignore. "This is my wife, Su Shuai's daughter-Su Junge. The introduction interrupted Zhang Yanzhi's thoughts.

"Long time gone. "The words of the chapter have been lost, is it a long time but not a long admiration?