Over the next few days, the situation took a turn for the worse.

On 21 February, the Japanese 55th Division, which was attacking from Thailand to southern Burma, suddenly appeared near Salween and forced its way across the Salween River, breaking through the heavily defended Billing River defense line of the British army on the same day.

People were dumbfounded, and before they could recover from the shock, another bad news came......

On the 22nd, the British army withdrew to the Sitang River, only to be attacked by the Japanese 33rd Division the next day.

The Anglo-Burmese army, which was obviously equipped with tanks, armored vehicles, and submachine guns, and had an advantage in strength, was defeated in the face of the Japanese army, which did not carry any heavy weapons and even had to rely on bicycles to advance, and a large number of British soldiers were taken prisoner, and their baggage and equipment were captured by the Japanese army.

On the 24th, the third bad news came, the Bangladesh airport was attacked by the Japanese army, and all the fighters who rushed to reinforce were blown up in the tarmac.

A series of facts that made everyone fall through their glasses proved that Zhang Yun was right, but he was no longer in the mood to taste people's shocked expressions.

After that, the situation continued to collapse, and the Japanese drove straight in, and then crushed the counterattack of the 7th Panzer Brigade, which was considered a "savior". The British army was defeated in every battle and was forced to retreat to Donghu.

On March 2, the Japanese 15th Army issued an order for a general attack, and the two Japanese troops began to advance to Rangoon in a pincer offensive. Bago became Yangon's last barrier. The remnants of the 17th Armored Division and the 7th Armored Brigade of the British Army were ordered to defend Bago, and the 338th Regiment of the Chinese Expeditionary Force was also stationed in Bago to assist in the defense.

March 3......

In the sky above the city of Bago, the Japanese bomber group was approaching the British positions with their teeth and claws......

Suddenly!

Four P40 fighters swooped down from the iron-blue clouds like falcons in a volley! One of the fighters depicting gladiolus is particularly ferocious.

It was Zhang Yun, who was leading a day-by-day squad desperately to intercept the Japanese planes bombing the Allied defensive positions.

However, looking at the group of planes like a tide below, even the light of the sun was about to drown out the sky, and a deep sense of powerlessness crept up into his heart.

These days, the air raids of the Japanese land-based air force on Bago have hardly stopped, and they have been attacking day and night, and they have not closed their eyes for several days. But the Japanese machine is fighting more and more......

"Guys, send little Japan home!" Zhang Yun fought hard and took the lead in firing.

"Da~Dada~Dada~Dada~!"

The P40 shuttled nimbly through the huge fleet, the machine guns constantly puffed up tongues of fire, and the defensive machine guns of the Japanese planes also desperately returned to color, and the battle was fiercely fought in the sky......

"Don't these Japanese people want to die?" Kip shouted in disbelief.

In his eyes, the Japanese bombers were simply crazy - they rushed over without even bringing the escort fighters.

"The Japanese pilots were admirers of Duhei's theory and believed that attack was the best defense."

David replied in a deep voice, recalibrated his target, bit down on a Type 99 again, cut behind it from the top left 7 o'clock, and began to dive and attack.

"Da~Dada~"

The Japanese bomber formation was extremely large, and the day-to-day squad that rushed into it was like a stone thrown into the sea, and was quickly drowned in the sea of bombers. The pilots fired at all targets, up and down, left and right, while the Japanese planes were desperately pouring their bullets at each other, and the sound of various machine guns and motors mingled, and the trajectory of the tracer bullets and the firelight from the explosion formed a colorful and intertwined maze in the sky above Bagu.

"David, these two are mine!"

"Don't let their turrets aim at you, George. Beware of crossfire. ”

"Align with the number three...... Hot! ”

"Do low-altitude flights!"

The channel was filled with the sound of teammates seeking support and distributing firepower, Zhang Yun didn't pay much attention, and in front of his left, a small tactical formation composed of three Type 99 bombers was constantly amplifying in front of him.

Zhang Yun stared closely at the one on the far left, the pilot of the enemy plane seemed to have spotted his rapid approach, but the Type 99 could not be attacked, because Zhang Yun was below him, beyond the range of the turret in his tail.

However, the blind spot of this one's attack is the shooting range of other ninety-nine types......

The Type 99 tail turret in the lead position turned in a different direction, aimed at Zhang Yun's P40 and began to strafe.

Zhang Yun gently swung the joystick, and the P40 dodged the bullets that swept at it in a swinging way and immediately opened fire.

He didn't take down the trigger until he was at a very close range, aerial combat is not as good as shooting targets on the ground, you don't use a laser gun, and it takes time for the bullet to hit the target. The longer the distance, the longer the effect, which is more pronounced for aircraft that are always moving at high speeds, so the first principle of air combat shooting is to get closer, and then closer.

As long as you get close enough, all the factors that affect the advance estimate – target speed, altitude, direction of movement, proximity, angle of deviation – are negligible.

"Da Da Da Da~!"

The two Browning M2 heavy machine guns in the nose of the P40 and the two Browning M1919 machine guns in the left and right wings immediately turned the bullets into dense orange-red beams and poured out. The fuselage of the Type 99 was suddenly punched out of rows of holes, and its pilot quickly pulled the joystick to turn the fighter to the left, avoiding the ensuing fierce attack, but this action also made it break away from the formation and become an extremely easy target.

Zhang Yun turned the nose of the P40 and bit the lone sheep that broke away from the formation.

"バカ (Japanese: bastard)!" The ninety-nine pilot scolded hatefully.

I really don't know what kind of deep hatred this Allied pilot has with him, and he has to bite him to death, and now he can't say what he is suffering about.

He looked left and right and saw that no one could save his life, and that their bomber group was entangled with the other P40s, and that he was on his own.

"やつを杀せ (Japanese: kill it)!" He shouted orders at his gunners.

"Naughty っています (I'm doing my best)!" The gunner replied hysterically.

In response, its turret fired non-stop, but the enemy planes seemed to ignore it at all, and tracer shells continued to hit its body mercilessly.

It didn't take long for a scream to be heard accompanied by the roar of an explosion, and the turret of Type 99 was removed.

Without the protection of the turret, this heavy bomber was completely a lamb to the slaughter. Zhang Yun's bullets were not in vain, and the ninety-nine engines caught fire one after another, and finally dragged the black smoke down the sky.

"The fourth." Zhang Yun counted silently.

Shoot down one more and he'll be an ace pilot.

However, this goal has finally become unattainable......

There is only one reason - there are too many Japanese machines.

Don't think that fighters are one-sided against bombers – this may be true for lone bombers, but once they form a large formation, it's a different story entirely.

Although the tiger enters the flock, but if there are many sheep, it can also trample you to death.

This is the case with the day-by-day squad now, as they shuttle back and forth in the huge fleet of Japanese aircraft, avoiding the cross-attacking anti-aircraft turrets, like a few tigers entering a flock of sheep, and the first thing to do is not to feast, but to dodge countless hooves.

"Hell, there are too many of them!"

Kip – The black pilot dodged fire from the turrets of the opposing bombers in the other direction, and made his way through the formation of Japanese planes, waiting for an opportunity to drive one of them away from the formation, but repeatedly failed.

"These Japanese are like locusts!" George couldn't help but shout.

He had just dodged a round of machine guns, and was about to take advantage of his opponent's fire gap to return the color, when another Japanese plane behind him opened fire on him. In desperation, he had to give up the low-hanging fruit and continue to evade.

And similar situations continue to play out in the airspace......

"If only there was a little more fighter support...... Zhang Yun thought hatefully as he observed the battle situation.

Even with only one more squadron of fighters, these Japanese bombers did not dare to show off their might in front of them with such a swagger.

But I can only think about it......

No matter how hard they try, there are only 4 people after all, and the formation of the Japanese aircraft is covering the sky, even if one of them can be expelled from the formation and then killed, it is not harmful compared to the huge Japanese aircraft formation. Now they are like a few fleas, desperately trying to nibble at an elephant, only to be rewarded with a mockery......

"Whoosh~Whoosh~Whoosh~"

The Japanese planes began to drop bombs sequentially against the attacks of the day-by-day squads, and all kinds of aerial bombs rained down on the positions of the British troops. Any bunker was now an ornament, and they simply couldn't withstand such a blow. The blast was so hot that you could feel the scorching temperature even in the cockpit of the plane, not to mention the British troops on the ground who were directly affected by the explosion.

"What to do, Captain?" George shouted, "I'm running out of gas~!" ”

"I'm running out of bullets."

"Me ...... too"

…… The team's pleas kept pressing on Zhang Yun's heart, and he looked at his gas gauge, where the readings were pointing to a dangerous red line.

Zhang Yun secretly gritted his teeth and glanced at the ground again......

The Japanese 55th Division was fighting fiercely with the Indian 17th Panzer Division, which had arrived in a hurry from the Middle East, and Japanese soldiers were covered in explosives bags and grenades, shouting "てんのうへいか, ばんざい!" (Japanese: Long live the Emperor)" The tanks that pounced on the British, the steel wreckage on the ground increased dramatically.

Don't think that only the Eighth Route Army has the courage to sacrifice their lives, under the spirit of bushido, the soldiers of the Japanese army are also not afraid of death, and they can also perform crazy and tragic scenes.

"Withdraw!" Zhang Yun finally made up his mind.