【Broadcast】Pay attention to "Reading at the starting point", get the first-hand news of 515 red envelopes, and students who have not grabbed red envelopes after the Chinese New Year can show their skills this time.

In the face of the defeat and retreat of the Japanese army, Chen Zhiming and the pilots of the Tiger Shark Squadron, who had risen to the top, did not have any scruples about chasing after them, and they pushed the throttle valve violently and chased after the defeated Japanese army, and the two sides fought together again.

In the fierce chase, no one noticed that the two Type 97 carrier-based bombers were quietly escaping around the engagement area and fleeing to the east, but Chen Zhiming and his wingman hovering in the air found it, and Chen Zhiming hurriedly said to his wingman over the radio.

"Grass...... But let Lao Tzu seize the opportunity, Liqiang, you stay behind me, keep a distance of one thousand meters, you attack again after I get out of the attack route, and when you reach a hundred meters, you can quickly get out, don't fall in love with the war, you know? ”

As soon as Chen Zhiming's words fell, a Bf-109 suddenly came out from the side, rushed straight to the side of the two enemy planes, and hit the fuel tank next to the wing of a bomber with a single shot.

"Shhh...... Where did this guy come from, this marksmanship is so fucking accurate. ”

Chen Zhiming, who was in the back, gasped. But before he could finish admiring it, the Bf-109 flicked its nose again, made a nice small radius and circled around the right rear side of the remaining Type 97 bomber.

Suddenly, the rear compartment of the Type 97 bomber flashed with a cold light. It was the light refracted by the goggles on the face of the Japanese machine gunner in the tail, and sure enough, the muzzle of the black hole hole also sneaked out.

"Not good. That kid is Chu Ren! At the moment when the Bf-109 turned, Chen Zhiming saw the number of its fuselage, which was the landline of Wang Churen, the leader of the first squad.

Chen Zhiming forcibly lowered the nose of the plane, and dived down at an angle of nearly 70 degrees, and the almost vertical dive brought the fighter he was sitting on to a high speed of 480 kilometers in an extreme time, and then the distance between the enemy and us was rapidly shortened by the huge inertia. Now the distance between the two sides is only two thousand meters, and as long as they get close to the previous distance of about 400 meters, they can open fire. If he could get close to 800 meters, with two 13-mm machine guns and the powerful 30-mm cannon, Chen Zhiming was completely confident that he could tear the Type 97 attack plane to pieces.

Just over a thousand meters. In just two seconds, the Japanese machine still fired.

Chen Zhiming watched as the Type 97 attack plane shook its head violently, and the 7.7mm machine gun in the tail fired a string of vicious bullets, hitting the fuselage of the Bf-109 heavily. The engine was hit. A puff of black smoke began to rise from the nose of the aircraft. Wang Churen was also injured, blood pouring from his right shoulder and soaking through his yellow leather jacket.

"1023, how are your injuries, can the plane still insist on flying back?" Chen Zhiming's anxious voice sounded in Wang Churen's headset.

Ren endured the severe pain and checked the instrument and nose in the cockpit and said: "Report to Captain Chen, the coolant pipeline in the nose of the plane has been broken, and the coolant is flowing out non-stop, but the distance of fifty or sixty kilometers should still be able to insist on flying back." ”

"Alright, you can return to the ship immediately. Return now! Chen Zhiming's voice came from the headset.

"Understood!" Wang Churen endured the pain and tried to control the fighter plane to return home.

"Bastards, these bastards. It's just over a thousand meters away! After seeing Wang Churen returning, the angry wingman Ge Liqiang arrived in a plane, aimed at the Type 97 carrier-based plane that was fleeing in a hurry, held down the gun button and did not let go at all, splashing bullets and shells like water, and the fragile fuselage of the Type 97 attack plane, which was constantly splashing bullets and shells, tore one big hole after another. Although the attack plane soon smoked and caught fire, Ge Liqiang had no intention of ceasefire at all, and he continued to fire, from 800 meters to 80 meters, until the Japanese plane was volleyed into the air, and then he pulled the control stick and flew over from the side.

The air battle lasted for more than half an hour, and 32 of the 56 Japanese planes that came to attack were shot down, which can be said to be a great defeat.

When the sun began to set, the ground staff at Jinhua Airport stood by the runway and watched one fighter plane after another land on the runway, and occasionally the fighter plane emitting black smoke landed on the emergency runway with PSP perforated steel plates, and then fire trucks and ambulances rushed over with sirens.

"Two ...... Three ...... A baker's dozen...... Fifteen...... Twenty-two ......"

Next to the runway, Cheng Xun was slowly counting the number of landing planes, his face became more and more solemn, and finally he sighed and said, "Only twenty-two are back." ”

Du Changfeng, who was standing next to Cheng Xun, and dozens of pilots of the first and second squadrons were silent, and when they set off, they were a full squadron with a total of 30 fighters, and now only 22 have returned, which also means that the remaining eight fighters are already very lucky.

At this time, these flight students realized the real meaning of what the instructor said in the class was to treat every day as if it were their last day in the world, and that the risks of being a pilot were too high.

On the control tower, a captain was reporting the results of the battle to Chu Yuan, in this battle we shot down a total of 32 Japanese planes, we lost eight fighters, of which five pilots successfully parachuted and were rescued by our ground forces, and the remaining three pilots died on the spot.

Chu Yuan was silent for a long time and didn't speak, but there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.

At this moment, he was tapped on the shoulder, and the tall Colonel Mikey said to him with a serious face: "Chu...... Those lads are good. The fact that they were able to shoot down thirty-two Japanese planes at the cost of eight fighters is proof enough that they are the best warriors in the world, and I am proud to have taught them! ”

Chu Yuan looked at Du Changfeng and the other pilots who were silently watching the airport outside the tower and nodded heavily: "Yes, they are all a group of the best warriors!" With such a group of good warriors, what reason do we have to be afraid? The Japanese aggressors will be defeated by us in the end, and they will definitely be defeated by us! ”

"That's for sure!" Mikey's hand gripping his shoulder became harder and harder, "Chu...... In two months, your second batch of cadets should also graduate, and as soon as these two hundred pilots graduate, I believe that your strength will definitely be qualitatively improved! ”

"I've never doubted that!" Chu Yuan also smiled, but soon he sighed: "It's a pity, when they graduate, you will have to leave, I really can't bear you!" ”

Hearing this, Miki smiled and said indifferently: "We are all soldiers, and we all have to obey the orders of our superiors!" ”

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful! (To be continued.) )