What no one expected was that the first battle of the P-38 on Kuah Island would come so quickly.

August 30 was a sunny day, and from morning there was not a single cloud in the sky. The fiery red and huge sun hung high in the air, and under the sun's illumination, a moist heat rose from the jungle, and the whole island of Kuah was like a big steamer, humid and sultry.

In such a climate, everyone feels lazy, as if all their strength has been drained. In the morning, there was sporadic mortar roar from the Marines in charge of defense near the airport. It is said that fire was fired at a number of suspicious locations.

At 7 o'clock, I suddenly got an alert that the lookout post had spotted a Japanese plane attacking. The Japanese army had no forward base, and all planes could only take off from Rabaul, and due to the flight limitations, they could only stay over Kuah Island for 15 minutes, while the US military could get a report two hours before the arrival of the Japanese planes by virtue of the effective early warning from the Solomon Islands coastal surveillance posts. A little later, a more detailed report came out: the entire Japanese fleet consisted of 18 Zero and 6 Type 1 land attackers, flying at an altitude of about 4000 meters.

Ron had 19 F4F Wildcats, 15 P-39 Flying Snakes, and 15 P-38s at his disposal. It should be said that there is ample chance of victory when it is used against these Japanese planes in the presence of early warning. However, the specific combat plan still needs to be discussed. So, all the fighter pilots gathered in a large tent built on all sides by the makeshift {one + {read} novel YBDU.

“…… That's basically how the enemy situation is. Now I'm going to talk about my plan...... "Ron didn't have to discuss tactics in a different way. Instead, the method of direct assignment of combat missions was adopted. This was done to save time, and secondly, because he had not yet truly established himself in a team from all corners of the world, so he needed a victory that was completely under his direct control.

Ron's plan wasn't complicated. He simply divided his fleet into three combat clusters according to the type of aircraft: one decoy group and two attack groups. These clusters would take off about half an hour before the arrival of Japanese planes, and then quickly climb to an altitude of 4,500-6,000 meters to standby.

The bait swarm consisted of 15 P-38s, and they had the lowest predetermined positions. After the Japanese group appears, they will first attack the Zero to escort the escort, and then they will induce the Zero to climb at a large angle, and when the Zero is weak in climbing, the first assault group composed of F4F Wildcats will dive down from high altitude to attack those who are weak in climbing. At the same time, the P-39 Flying Snake will also attack the six Type 1 land attackers.

Speaking of the P-39 Flying Snake, it is not actually a bad aircraft, at least the Soviets do not see it that way. The aircraft is not turbocharged, which makes its high-altitude performance a mess. But it also allows for a reduction in weight and an increase in low-altitude performance. It also features an extremely rare rear-mounted engine, which allows it to fit a huge 37mm gun and two .50 machine guns in the nose. Guns of this caliber could be used as the main gun of tanks in the era when the development of the P-39 began. With terrible lethality. Ron didn't know what other Japanese plane in the Pacific could withstand such a shot. The Soviets piloted it, shooting down German plane after plane, destroying German tank after tank. It was on this the part of the great Pokryshkin that he was awarded the glorious title of Hero of the Soviet Union three times. Even the pre-three-point landing gear it pioneered became the most common way to take off and land in the jet age. It's just that the Pacific is not a suitable battlefield for it. Compared to Zero Battle, whether it is climbing or his originally good circle, it is an all-round disadvantage. So much so that its powerful firepower is useless. In the end, it ended up being only a trainer in the reserve unit.

This time, however, their mission was no longer to fight the Zero, but to deal with a few bombers. In this way, their 37mm guns can make a big difference.

At 8:10, the fleet took off one after another on several runways. First the Flying Serpent, then the Wildcat, and finally the P-38. By the time Ron flew in the last P-38, it was 8:20 a.m.

Around 8:50 a.m., all the planes had reached their predetermined positions. At this time, the Japanese fleet also appeared in Ron's field of vision.

Apparently, the Japanese also spotted them, and the Zero began to climb at an accelerated pace, preparing to meet them. Apparently, however, the Japanese had rarely seen the P-38 before, and had little understanding of its incredible speed. Coupled with the strange shape of the P-38, the Japanese also made errors in judging the distance. So much so that the proximity of the two sides was so large that it exceeded the expectations of the Japanese pilots. Caught off guard, a head-on situation appeared.

Even if the F4F is on the wing with the machine gun and the bullet density is not high, the zero battle will suffer, not to mention the P-38 that is caught off guard and the weapons are mounted on the nose of the aircraft, and the long-range bullet density is super high, and it is known as an air sniper.

With 800 meters left in the meeting (the distance of fire could be much farther than when the tail was chasing due to the high speed of the two sides), Ron opened fire, and four .50 machine guns and a 20mm gun in the nose happily spewed tongues of fire, reflecting the front windshield red.

The Zero on the opposite side obviously did not expect the enemy to be able to fire accurately at such a long distance, and the action of making a putter was a little slower. And this moment of difference is the most fatal.

Ron could clearly see that the Zero was trembling in a hail of .50 machine gun bullets, and then several 20mm shells hit it directly. One of its wings snapped, and the propeller in the nose section fell off, whirling and twisting in the air. The rest of the fuselage was surrounded by fire and smoke and tumbled and fell into the sea below.

Even if the pilot had not been killed or even injured in the rain of bullets just now, it would have been difficult for him to parachute in such a plane. Besides, even if you jump and fall into this vast sea, how much chance of survival can you have?

The two sides staggered, and Ron pulled the nose of the plane and began to climb. The same is true of other P-38s.

Since the beginning of the war, the Japanese have not encountered a single aircraft that can climb compared to the zero battle. Any enemy plane that had previously dared to climb in front of them ended up in flames and debris.

So Zero War also chose to climb violently.

Masao Murayama is also an old pilot, and he has repeatedly smashed American and British planes climbing in front of him into fireballs. As a result, he is confident that he will be able to achieve the next result in no time. But he soon discovers that these strange planes with two bodies are different from any enemy plane he encounters at first sight. It circled and climbed as it went, and it seemed so easy, no less than its own Zero, (even easier than Zero, but Murayama didn't want to admit it) and in a short time it rose to an altitude of 5,400 meters, at which point the Zero's engine was already visibly weak. He climbed slower and weaker, weaker and weaker. The twin in front of him, however, did not seem to be affected by the altitude at all. At that moment, he suddenly noticed that something seemed to be flickering at the angle where the sun was.

Lawrence stared at a Zero swooping down after the P-38, but the enemy planes failed to spot him because he was in the direction of his back to the sun. The enemy plane was in a state of aurturation weakness, almost as if it was hanging in the air with a propeller. This is completely a fixed target, and if he can't even hit this, Lawrence feels that he should be kicked by HNA and sent to Lu Airlines to mess around. (In fact, this is also how the army aviation advertises)

The rain of 4 .50 bullets gave the enemy plane a head-to-toe bullet bath. Orange-red flames and black smoke rose from the plane. Apparently the plane was not saved.

The climbing Zero was attacked by such a round, and several planes were shot down at once. But Murayama is still alive, and the vigilance just now saved his life for the time being. He pressed the nose of the plane desperately, and the plane first deflected to the right, and then spun and fell. The action had allowed him to avoid the incoming bullets, but it had also caused him to stall and go into a spiral.

Release the lever, hit the rudder to the middle, and slam the rudder lever in the opposite direction of rotation. But it didn't do anything, and the plane was still spinning and falling. In the process of spinning and falling, the whole situation of the air battle fell into his eyes: many planes were falling with thick smoke. One plane, one plane, and another plane、...... They are all planes of the Great Japanese Empire!

But Murayama doesn't have time to grieve for others. In just a few minutes, his altitude had dropped to 2,000 meters, and in front of him, the hands of the altimeter were still spinning like crazy, and if he couldn't get out of the spiral, he would crash into the sea.

Release the lever, hit the rudder to the middle, and slam the rudder lever in the opposite direction of rotation.

Release the lever, hit the rudder to the middle, and slam the rudder lever in the opposite direction of rotation.

Release the lever, hit the rudder to the middle, and slam the rudder lever in the opposite direction of rotation.

I don't know how many times I did this, but just when the sea was getting closer and closer, and even the waves on the sea could be seen clearly, Yawata blessed the great bodhisattva, and the plane finally changed out of the spiral.

Murayama let out a long breath and stretched out his hand to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead, revealing a relieved smile. This was also Murayama's last expression. The next moment, a string of .50 bullets entered his cockpit, directly ripping off his skull. Bright red blood and milky white semi-liquid brains splattered all over the canopy......

Ron flew over Murayama's plane in a P-38. This is his second result of the day. So far, he has 9 results, and as long as there is one more, he can be called a double ace. Unfortunately, there are many planes in the sky today, but there are none in Japan.

"No wonder the Germans were able to shoot down hundreds of aces, and the American aces were only a few dozen at most. It's really a lot of monks and little porridge. Ron thought to himself as he looked around, hoping to find a fish that had slipped through the net. At this time, in the sky, the other vultures were also wandering in hunger and thirst like Ron, and they did not want to leave for a long time.

While Ron and the others dug a big hole to bury Zero, the "Sook of the Plane" was also flying his P-39 towards the Type 1 land attack. The total number of enemy planes is only 6, and there are 15 hungry mouths on his side. If you don't do it well, don't talk about eating meat, I'm afraid you won't even have to drink the soup. So when the enemy plane's self-defense machine guns began to strafe him, in order not to miss the opportunity to attack, Suke just made a small barrel roll to dodge. Still rushing straight towards the enemy plane.

Now a land attack was getting bigger and bigger in the front windshield of the Suker, and the Suk fired, with two .50s and four 7.62mm on the wing speaking first. The opponent's self-defense machine guns immediately fell silent. Then, just as Suker looked like he was about to mount a low-level enemy plane, the 37mm gun on the center shaft of the propeller began to speak. A shell, only one shell hit the wing of the enemy plane, and with a flash of red light, the huge wing of the Type 1 land attack was broken in two from the middle.

Su Ke excitedly pulled up the fighter plane, ready to find the next target. But at this time, he saw enemy planes that were falling with flames......

The final result of this one-sided air battle was an astonishing 24:0!