"!"

At that moment, Zhang Yun wanted to die!

He can't care about firing anymore, he must give priority to extinguishing himself, otherwise the small fire will become an uncontrollable fire, and then he will be burned alive in the cockpit if he can't shoot down the other party!

In desperation, he had to take off his flight suit, try to extinguish the fire with one hand, and desperately control the plane with the other, bypass the big circle, and avoid the enemy plane as much as possible.

But it was too late!

The Japanese opponent had already seen that he was in a difficult situation, and that Zhang Yun had become an isolated prey, he turned the crank, began to climb, and soon reached the commanding heights, and then circled and swooped down.

Zhang Yun knew that he was finished!

At this distance, it is impossible to evade the accuracy of the opponent's shot. Zhang Yun had no choice but to watch the Japanese machine continue to enlarge in front of him.

It's close!

He could already see the machine gun on the wing, the muzzle of the black hole like the scythe of death, high above his head.

It's closer!

At this visual distance, he could already clearly see the pilot he had never met in the cockpit of the Japanese plane, although he couldn't see his face clearly with windproof glasses, the sneer on the corner of his mouth was obvious, as if he was giving him an order to execute!

Zhang Yun closed his eyes in despair......

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But at this very moment, something strange happened!

The opponent didn't fire, but rushed directly past Zhang Yun's side and drilled under him!

"What's going on?"

Zhang Yun was completely stunned.

Could it be that the Japanese deliberately let me go?

Zhang Yun immediately denied this possibility, the sneer that appeared on the corner of the other party's lips at the moment just staggered would not lie, he completely wanted to shoot himself down.

But what's going on?

Obviously he has no power to dodge, and he has become a turtle in an urn, why doesn't he fire?

Zhang Yun suddenly thought of a possibility-could it be that his machine gun was jammed?

This sudden thought made his heart ecstatic, but for the sake of caution, Zhang Yun did not get carried away, he first extinguished the small fire in the cockpit, and then turned the overloaded engine back to normal, and then began to approach the other party cautiously.

But this time, instead of trying to wrestle with him in a circle as before, the pilots of the Japanese aircraft desperately wanted to fly out of this airspace.

Now the answer is obvious!

Zhang Yun could no longer hold back the joy in his heart, calibrated the target, and included the opponent in the sight. Now, as long as he catches up with the range, Zhang Yun is fully sure that this Japanese ace pilot will become the fifth plane he has cut down.

But it was also at this time that his oil gauge bottomed out.

The sudden accident made Zhang Yun couldn't believe his eyes, but the pointer on the dashboard that was struggling desperately at the bottom, but couldn't bounce back, and the variable pitch propeller in front of him was gradually slowing down, all reminding him of this undoubted fact.

He couldn't laugh or cry, obviously now as long as he caught up, as long as he pressed the fire button to fire, he could win this aerial duel, but ......

"Ah~~"

Zhang Yun sighed silently, and reluctantly piloted his fighter jet to start gliding and making a forced landing.

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A tense aerial duel is over......

Zhang Yun began to glide and eventually landed the plane on the outskirts of Yangon, climbing out of the cabin, where Anglo-Burmese soldiers in the distance were shouting and running towards him.

Zhang Yun couldn't help but glance at the sky where the Japanese plane disappeared: this was the first time he had encountered an opponent of equal strength, and even forced him to the brink of life and death for a time, which couldn't help but make him secretly frightened at the same time, but also had a trace of curiosity about this opponent he had never met.

Who could it be?

He memorized the cherry blossom livery on the other plane.

"I don't know if there's a chance to compete with him."

He didn't know that the fate of individuals in war was impermanent, and no one knew what their tomorrow would be, especially those who were soldiers.

Regardless of the positions of both sides, Zhang Yun still admires this person in terms of driving skills alone - which also arouses his competitive spirit.

He began to look forward to the moment when he would fight the sky again.

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And on the other hand......

Mawlamyine, a temporary airfield for the Japanese army......

When the Japanese plane, which had been fighting with Zhang Yun for a long time, slowly stopped on the runway, the Japanese pilots who had been talking and resting around immediately surrounded them.

"Ito、Todayは何機撃墜しましたか? (Japanese: Ito, how many were shot down today?) One of the pilots asked aloud.

Before his words fell, the other pilot immediately added, "言うまでもないです? 小佐は13th Air Brigade 㚊のエースです (Japanese: Do you still need to say that?) Shao Zuo is the number one trump card of our 13th Air Brigade)! ”

"そうそう (Japanese: yes.) ）”

"Shaozo さん、戦術を教えてください。 (Japanese: Shaoza, tell us about your tactics!) ）”

……

The pilots shouted in a gullif, their reverence and longing overflowing, but they did not get any reply from each other. The pilot, who was at the center of the conversation, remained silent.

The unexpected performance puzzled the Japanese pilots and looked at each other, but no one could figure out why.

After a few moments, the cockpit of the "Zero" slowly opened, and the pilot climbed out of the cockpit and took off his flight helmet......

Suddenly, cloud-like green silk poured down.

"暇ですか? (Japanese: Are you idle?) The girl asked coldly, revealing a beautiful face with delicate features after taking off her windproof glasses.

The cold questioning made the pilots all dumbfounded, and no one could understand what they had offended this heroic and beautiful girl.

A man wearing Osa's epaulettes coughed lightly twice and stepped forward.

"え,えっと~めぐみ (Japanese: that, that ~ Megumi) ......"

"だから, Kashiwagi (Japanese: OK, Kashiwagi)," Megumi Ito waved his hand irritably, "自分の気持ちがよくないです (Japanese: I'm in a bad mood). ”

気持ちが悪いです (Japanese: Are you in a bad mood?) Kashiwagi Daisa immediately became nervous, "どうですか (Japanese: What's wrong?) ）”

"なんでもない (Japanese: nothing)." Megumi Ito said as she looked back in the direction of Yangon.

She had just competed with the American pilot, and she was impressed by the opponent's flying skills-

"彼の飛行機が急に発火しなければならない,もう撃墜されたかもしれません (Japanese: If it hadn't been for the sudden fire of his plane, maybe I would have been shot down......)," Megumi Ito thought to herself.

This battle made her very aggrieved - especially at the last moment, it was clear that she could shoot down her opponent, but at the critical moment, the machine gun jammed, and she could only return home...... This is still a shame that Megumi Ito has never had in her flying career!

But then again, the pilot was also very strange, he had already discovered her predicament, and he could shoot her down as long as he caught up and fired, so why did he let her go? Megumi Ito is still puzzled by this.

"アメリカ人の騎士神ですか? (Japanese: American chivalry?) ）”

Megumi Ito immediately denied the idea! The only explanation she could think of was...... That Yankee was doing it on purpose, he was giving her his life!

This couldn't help but make her angry: how could a dignified Imperial soldier tolerate his escape from the enemy's gunpoint?!!

"必ず帰ってきます (Japanese: I will definitely be back)!"

Thinking of this, Megumi Ito's gaze at the sky shot out as if it were cold lightning.