Back, back again.

Eight magic P40s swooped down from a higher altitude, roaring down, slicing through the sky one after another, like a god of death wielding a scythe, and the face of Masao Suzuki, who was tilting his head up from the open cockpit, shone as ugly as a dead man's face.

Each Magic P40 has 4 machine guns, two 12.7 and two 7.62, don't look at the planes, but they swept out 32 bullet chains when they fired with all their might.

Coupled with the advantage of occupying a high altitude, at a distance of 800 meters, 32 bullet chains swept a bloody storm in the formation of 11 Japanese planes.

More than a dozen large holes appeared in the backs of the three Japanese planes in a clearly visible moment, and the two pilots lowered their heads without saying a word, and they were directly killed by several machine gun bullets while sitting in the open cockpit.

The plane that lost control flew down a few hundred meters diagonally with its nose diagonally in the form of a run-up and a dive, and then dived down with great determination and swooped down at an angle of 70 degrees to the ground.

The people on the ground, whether Chinese or Japanese, could only watch as the Japanese machine with its tail smeared with the bright red sun roaring towards the earth, and no one could do anything in the face of this "bomb" that reached an instantaneous speed of 140 per second and was even faster with the help of gravitational acceleration because of the stall. Even if you want to escape, you don't know where it is safer to flee.

The two violent explosions of "boom" frightened everyone in the vicinity of the plane and couldn't help but touch the cold sweat on their heads. I'm glad I didn't become that unlucky guy.

Fortunately, the planes did not crash into the battlefield, one crashed into a mountain not far away, and the other fell into the woods not far from the position.

As soon as the future general rolled around in a row and hid in the hidden trench, the plane exploded only seventy meters away from the front-line headquarters, and the temporary headquarters built with logs as bones was shaken a few times. Just a little bit, a major general with a colonel will be reimbursed.

Fortunately, it is said that "good people don't live long, bad people live for a thousand years", and the little heart is scared and pounding, and Langtuan has always thought that he is not a good person, especially in the eyes of the Japanese. At this moment, he sincerely hopes that the little devils will scold his brother!

The future general glanced at the "cowardly" Liu Tuanzuo with "disgust", and easily dusted off the dust on his military uniform.

But he knew that Langtuan himself was afraid of death, but he was even more afraid that he would be finished! He is one of the important pillars of the military power of the future republic, but he must not kick the ass of history in this and change the direction.

If Masao Suzuki, who was as upright as a knife in the sky at this time, could know that there was such a scene on the ground, he would rather than bring out all the five planes he desperately brought out and smash the Chinese major general and the devil colonel to death.

I'm afraid that the proud eagle of the Japanese Empire did not expect that one day he would be so embarrassed. In the last battle of Jiuguan, five planes were lost in an ambush by Chinese anti-aircraft guns, and even the supreme commander of the team, Captain Aokino, was killed, and together with his plane, it became a Chinese combat achievement. Well, there is still a way to say, not to complain that our army is too incompetent, but only that the national army is too cunning.

But what about this time? In the sky, in the sky where the imperial eagle is incomparable, he was ambushed by Chinese planes, moreover, twice in a row.

Twice more shameful than ever before.

The previous formation was forcibly broken up by the Chinese, and as soon as it made contact, it lost more than 4 aircraft, and the rest scattered and fled without returning to the formation, and it is not known how many could escape the catastrophe. This time it was even worse, two were planted diagonally to the ground, and one fled west without looking back, looking at the thick black smoke, Suzuki Masao knew that even if there was no pursuit by the Chinese, he could fly back to the airport more than a hundred kilometers away, that would almost be the personal protection of Amaterasu, the chance, no more than one in a thousand.

The end of the other two was even more miserable, and the Japanese plane, which was known for its thin skin, was extremely vulnerable to 12.7 mm large-caliber machine gun bullets, like butter meeting a sharp knife.

One may have been hit by a fuel tank located on the wing, and the consequence of the sudden explosion of the wing was that the plane that was fleeing frantically was like a bird with folded wings, spun around in the air a few times, and fell vertically like that, like a blazing fireball, until it fell hundreds of meters, and no pilot parachuted. It is estimated that he has either been pressed to the seat by the crazy air current, or has lost all consciousness in the crazy spin.

Another one was even more simply the one that hit the ammunition compartment with an armor-piercing incendiary bomb, which was fully loaded with nearly 2,000 machine-gun rounds in order to support the ground operations of the 40th Infantry Brigade as much as possible. An artillery shell can blow a tank up to a height of several meters, and a large number of bullets can blow a fragile aircraft to pieces. So, the plane disintegrated in the air. Scattered into several flaming fireballs and falling to the ground.

The only consolation is that the pilot does not have to climb out of the cockpit and jump down, and is directly thrown into the air by the blown cockpit. The parachute also opens automatically, and a white flower blooms in the air.

However, the pilot remained motionless, like a suspended puppet. Obviously, he had lost his life in the explosion just now. If Masao Suzuki had time to look through the binoculars, he would have seen that the pilot had been almost smashed into a sieve by the detonation of bullets.

The 11 Japanese planes, after a short period of two aircraft groups crossed over, became 6, and then became the 3 fighter formations that Suzuki Masao was familiar with.

Moreover, he was on the edge of the battlefield, using a radio intercom to contact several planes that had been scattered at low altitude, and at least five planes were rushing to meet him. In this way, he has at least 12 fighters to participate in the battle.

In just two encounters, the two squadrons lost a squadron, and the squadron leader of the 2nd squadron was finished in the first round of fierce fighting, and the one that hit the mountain belonged to him.

Now, Lieutenant Masao Suzuki is the supreme commander of both squadrons.

The heavy losses are not yet the most painful for Masao Suzuki, the most painful thing is that he has not yet received a record of the destruction of a Chinese plane. And he, in order to escape the attack of enemy aircraft, did not even let go of a single shot.

"Baga, for the honor of the Imperial Army, warriors, please sacrifice your lives!" Masao Suzuki, who reassembled all the remaining fighters and drew an arc on the battlefield to prepare to enter the battlefield again, looked at the small black dot that was approaching this side in the distance, and issued a decisive order.

It's not that Masao Suzuki is heroic, how much he wants to dedicate himself to the empire, how much he wants to go to Amaterasu to play mahjong, but that he can't escape.

Yes, if you escape here, an air battle, with a 12-0 battle loss ratio, will firmly nail the 38th Aviation Wing, and even the North China Dispatch Army, to the pillar of shame.

As the supreme commander of the air supporting the 40th Infantry Brigade this time, Masao Suzuki's best ending was to commit suicide to apologize to His Majesty the Emperor, so everyone can escape, but he can't escape. Dying in the sky is his best choice. If he can shoot down so many Chinese planes in the next battle, then his family may still be able to enjoy the treatment that military families deserve.

Without the order of him, the supreme commander, the rest of the Japanese pilots did not dare to flee even if they wanted to, and if they did, they would be subject to military discipline, so they could only enter the battlefield again.

12 to 16, although the number is a little worse, but after all, the gap is not too big, no matter how you say it, you can fight a few down.

Masao Suzuki didn't realize that at this time, he not only lost the pride of the former eagle of the Great Japanese Empire, but also put himself in a weak position, and planned to fight one to make one.

The two ambushes of Zhou Dapeng and his comrades-in-arms beat the Japanese "eagles" who had been arrogant in the sky over Shanxi for almost a month into scum sparrows, both physically and mentally.

Masao Suzuki, who was already scared, adjusted the angle to meet the nearly ten Chinese fighters that were about to fly horizontally, while twisting their heads to observe the surroundings.

There are 16 Chinese planes in total, but there are definitely no more than ten in front of them, and where are half of them? Where will they rush from? What if it's coming from six o'clock?

What is the six o'clock direction is to draw the sky into a circle from top to bottom, east is the direction of 9 o'clock, west is 3 o'clock, above is 12 o'clock, and below is 6 o'clock.

And if they are attacked by enemy aircraft from the direction of 6 o'clock, their machine guns threaten the most vulnerable belly of the aircraft, which is really fatal.

But, I'm really afraid of what's coming.