"Fuck it!"

As soon as Yang Chen crossed the ridge, he took out his own luck +9 Vulcan Gatling from his personal space.

The formation of devil fighters pursued closely, but because the ridge was used as cover, as Yang Chen crossed over, the three Japanese fighters suddenly lost their target.

"It's time for Lao Tzu!"

Yang Chen reclined on the other side of the ridge and aimed the muzzle of the Vulcan Gatling at the sky, when the formation of Japanese fighters just flew over his head.

So without saying a word, he decisively pulled the trigger and opened heavy fire in the air.

"Da Da Da!"

"Da Da Da! ——”

"Dada ——”

With the rapid rotation of the six barrels of the Vulcan Gatling, the dense gunfire rang out, and the huge recoil shook Yang Chen's arms and even his entire body involuntarily.

One after another, bullet casings were projectile out, casting a rain of scorching bullets and pouring towards the battle formation formed by these three fighters.

The devil aviation did not pay attention to the anti-aircraft fire of the Tiger Regiment at all, so the cruising altitude above the ground was not high.

This fighter formation is naturally no exception.

Vulcan Gatling is not only fast in fire, but also very powerful, much more powerful than the MG-42, which is known as Hitler's chainsaw.

Under close range of shots, even the devil's thin-skinned tank can be beaten into an iron sieve.

Therefore, for the crispy aircraft that the devil is equipped with at this time, it is not too easy to break the defense.

In addition, the devil aviation did not expect that there would be anti-aircraft anti-aircraft fire on the ridge and surface at all, and only heard a muffled sound of "tuk tuk", and the defensive armor behind the butts of the three fighters was instantly penetrated through countless transparent holes.

Especially the long plane in the middle, which was taken care of by Yang Chen, was hit by at least dozens of bullets.

Some of the machine-gun shells that pierced through the armor hit the fuel tank of the aircraft, so that the devil fighter instantly burst into flames.

It didn't take long for the devil's long plane to be engulfed in flames and exploded in the air.

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, destroy an enemy fighter plane, and explode 100,000 in the ocean; Merit +10000, XP +10000. ”

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill an enemy air unit, and burst 100 kilograms of hybrid sea rice seeds; Merit +1000, XP +1000. ”

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill an enemy aviation, and explode a 105mm caliber white phosphorus bomb exchange card; Merit +1000, XP +1000. ”

The entire plane and the two devil air units all disintegrated in the air, turning into pieces of wreckage wrapped in flames and scattered in the mountain stream.

The two wingmen next to them were startled, and hurriedly turned to the left and right sides to dodge, only to narrowly avoid the huge impact caused by the explosion of the long plane.

"Yaga!"

In order to avenge the long plane, the two wingmen turned a corner in the distance, and then flew and swooped towards Yang Chen's side again.

Before the plane arrived, the continuous rain of bullets had already arrived.

Yang Chen repeated his old tricks, and he didn't love fighting, so he quickly crossed the ridge and hid on the previous side.

With the experience of the long plane, the two devil wingmen raised their cruising altitude and made quick turns at the same time after Yang Chen crossed the ridge.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, six barrels suddenly extended from behind the ridge ahead.

Immediately after that, a dense rain of bullets poured down towards the sky, densely packed, and a large area of black pressure was pressed.

The devil wingman on the right couldn't dodge, and dozens of shots were fired in the nose.

In an instant, black smoke rose up, and finally swayed and crashed into the mountain, turning into a dazzling red light with a loud "boom".

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, destroy an enemy fighter and explode a 63A amphibious tank; Merit +10000, XP +10000. ”

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, destroy an enemy air force, and explode a cart of Turpan cantaloupe; Merit +1000, XP +1000. ”

When the other wingman saw his companion fall to his death again, he was so frightened that he fled into the distance, and no longer dared to turn back to find Yang Chen for revenge.

Yang Chen shot down two enemy planes one after another, which greatly encouraged the defenders on the position.

All of them, regardless of their personal life and death, opened fire on enemy planes with all their might.

In the fierce battle, many people were swept and shot by Japanese planes and died heroically.

However, the efforts of the fighters were not ineffective, especially the super fighters such as Yang Chen, Wang Gui, and Chen Ming, who would predict in advance the flight trajectory of the devil fighter and the position that would appear in the next moment every time they fired.

Therefore, their threat to devils is also huge.

Not long after, several more devil fighters were hit one after another, and one fuel tank was pierced, and it exploded again in volley, turning into a bright and dazzling red light in mid-air.

Others were hit in important parts such as wings or engines, and they lost their balance and crashed into the surrounding wilderness hills, or mountain streams and ravines.

Exploded into nothing!

However, the successive downing of several fighters not only did not frighten the rest of the devil fighters, but only aroused the anger of the devil air force even more.

Immediately, they swooped down towards the position of the Tiger Ben Regiment desperately, wanting to kill all the Tiger Ben Regiment air defense soldiers on each position and avenge their companions.

Yang Chen, Wang Gui and other high-level leaders of the Tiger Ben Regiment were fearless, leading the soldiers around them to brave the rain of devils' strafing bullets and tenaciously open fire.

"Come on! Oriental chop of dogs! Let's see if it's your head iron, or Lao Tzu's machine gun bullets are hard! ”

Looking at the soldiers of the Tiger Regiment who were either swept away by the devil's on-board machine guns or swallowed up by the aerial bombs dropped by the devil's bombers, Yang Chen stared at a pair of red and bloodthirsty tiger eyes and roared angrily.

The Vulcan Gatling in his hand let out a thunderous roar, and together with the other machine guns and anti-aircraft guns around him, he rained down bullets and bullets towards the devil fighters in the sky.

In the fierce battle, there were still soldiers of the Tiger Regiment, who were shot and died one after another.

However, the sacrifice of his companions not only frightened the soldiers of the Tiger Regiment, but also aroused the anger in their hearts.

They turned a blind eye to the airborne machine gun shells that poured overhead and the aerial bombs that fell all around, and manipulated their respective anti-aircraft weapons to fire fiercely and tenaciously.

Finally, several more devil fighters were engulfed by a dense and furious rain of anti-aircraft projectiles just as they were about to rush over.

Or he was directly beaten to the point of volleying, or he was beaten so that his butt smoked and he lost his balance, and finally fell into the wilderness dirt slope or mountain stream.

In the end, I don't know if the devils were afraid of the powerful anti-aircraft fire of the Tiger Regiment, or because the shells they carried ran out, and after a round of attacks, they never turned back.

"Rake your ears!"

Looking at the back of the devil fighter in the distance, Yang Chen lifted the fire god Gatling in his hand upside down, and shouted at the rake ear not far away.

"Yes!"

"Ask me what the situation is on the reconnaissance battalion's side, why we haven't launched an attack on our position at this time!"

"Yes!"

Rake ears roared into promises.

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