A distance of two thousand meters would take at least eight minutes for a well-trained and heavily armed infantryman, and nearly two minutes for a cavalryman on a horse running at full speed.

But what is the time for a fighter with both sides driving to the maximum full speed to hedge against each other at a relative speed of 300 meters per second? It's less than seven seconds.

In fact, at the moment when the two planes were opposite each other, and at the same time pushed down the afterburner rod and stepped on the accelerator to the deepest level, Zhou Dapeng and Suzuki Masao pulled the machine gun trigger at the same time.

There is no fluke, in such a single-player hedging battle, whoever aims more accurately, who shoots first, who has a greater chance of victory.

And vice versa, this kind of lose-lose battle, which is a great test of the pilot's psychological quality, will lose the initiative on the battlefield and re-hand over his life to the opponent.

Zhou Dapeng dared to make such a decision, although he had the helplessness of insufficient fuel, but it was not a blind and arrogant choice, and he was also confident enough.

Not only confidence in their own courage and flying skills, but also confidence in the performance of the landline.

The protection of the magic P40 is strong enough, and the stronger firepower of the 12.7 machine gun is only one side.

The biggest advantage of the Magic P40 over the Type 96 land attack is not actually the top speed, nor the armor shield in their cockpit, or even the firepower far beyond them, but the scope.

The 96 Land Attack uses a mechanical sight that is currently more common in the world and is also relatively pitted, which means that when they want to aim at an air target and shoot, their head must be on the same level as the scope. This, of course, limited the accuracy of machine-gun fire.

The planes are all moving at high speed, even if they are locked by the planes behind them, they are desperately doing all kinds of maneuvers to dodge, not experienced enough, no one can be sure that they can use machine guns to kill targets hundreds of meters away or even thousands of meters away.

However, the magic P40 uses a reflex sight that the U.S. Air Force has begun to equip with the latest aircraft. Many people may not be familiar with this term, but it is another name that many people must have seen, the red dot scope.

That's right, the red dot sight that the future fighters loaded on their rifles. Another name for the Red Dot Sight is the Reflex Sight. The principle is simple, its main body is a curved semi-reflector, and the laser is emitted to the mirror surface and reflected into the eye. The red dot light source shoots at a fixed angle to the glass, and shoots back parallel to the barrel after reflection, and adjusts the ray angle according to the ballistics of different guns, forming two intersection points with the ballistics, which are used to improve the aiming speed and aiming field of view, but the eyes are required to be within a fixed range to use, and the head is too high to see or see the red dot clearly. The advantage is that the eyes do not need to be directly aimed at the sight, but slightly offset, as long as you can see the red dot on the target, it means that the muzzle of the gun is already facing the target.

This advantage alone already has a great advantage over mechanical sights in the rapidly changing air combat of extremely high-speed fighters.

The red dot sight was commonplace for future soldiers, but for the early thirties and forties of the 20th century, it was not very high-tech. In fact, this thing has been around since 1900, and it has even been tried to be installed on airplanes during the First World War. By 1941, two years after the outbreak of World War II, almost all of the world's military powers had installed this gadget on their latest aircraft.

Of course, the technology of this era is limited after all, it is not a real red dot sight, the real red dot sight has been in the future in the 70s of the 20th century, after the emergence of LED technology, the use of LED lights to project, very concentrated and easy to identify the red dot, that is the red dot sight equipped by the future soldiers, but it is much stronger than the aircraft reflective sight used in the war in the thirties and forties.

However, even this primary form of reflex sight is far stronger than the mechanical sight equipped by Japanese planes, and it is definitely not on the same level.

At this time in 1937, not to mention that the Japanese did not install this thing, even the Empire on which the sun never sets, the French Empire, and the Third Reich did not install this!

The pilots on both sides seemed to be hedging in a nearly straight line to people on the ground, but in fact, both Zhou Dapeng and Masao Suzuki were using minimal maneuvering to get the planes out of the lock of the other side's sights in the ferocious hedging.

One by one, the fiery red bullet chains were clearly visible above the blue sky, grazing the perimeter of the two extremely resolute planes.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, five seconds, the two planes are getting closer and closer.

At a distance of nearly 500 meters, Zhou Dapeng finally exhaled lightly, and his reflective scope finally firmly locked on to the crazy enemy plane. The one he had encountered since the beginning of the war was perhaps not the most technically proficient, but the most tenacious enemy he had ever encountered.

A series of armor-piercing incendiary shells erupted from the muzzle of the 12.7 mm machine gun, and the reflex scope accurately hit the wings and fuselage including the cockpit of the 96 Land Attack, and the powerful kinetic 12.7 mm caliber machine gun bullets knocked out the windshield in front of the open cockpit of the 96 Army Attack one after another large holes visible to the naked eye.

By the way, penetrating the body of Masao Suzuki, who was sitting in the cockpit behind him, the damage to the human body caused by the 12.7 mm caliber bullet was enormous.

In addition to a bullet hole as big as a teacup in his right chest, which exposed fresh lung lobes that made Suzuki Masao's mouth and nose bleed, one of Suzuki's arms had also been broken alive, revealing fresh red and white bone stubble that made the hair stand on end, red, flesh, white, bone.

The right arm, which was clasping the trigger of the machine gun, was carried out of the open cabin by the powerful kinetic energy of the machine gun bullet, and the roaring aviation machine gun came out.

Since then, all of Suzuki's counterattacks have come to an end, and with the loss of his machine gun, he has lost all threat to the Chinese fighter planes that are rushing at 500 meters away.

This air battle will end in a complete victory for the Chinese, and the 0-24 battle loss ratio will shock China and foreign countries.

But is that the end there?

No, Zhou Dapeng's eyes were slightly condensed, through the void of 500 meters, he could see the Japanese aircraft clearly, he could see the Japanese pilots sitting in it, he could even see the big hole in the fuselage of the Japanese aircraft, but in fact, he could not see the face of the Japanese pilot.

However, he seemed to see that the cunning and tenacious opponent was laughing.

Yes, Masao Suzuki, who suffered such a heavy blow that even if the plane could land safely, he would definitely die, was laughing.

There's no machine gun, but he's still got a fighter! The distance of 500 meters is only 1.5 seconds, and even if the Chinese want to turn the rudder left and right to avoid him, it is too late. It's too close, it's too fast.

He, and his fighter plane, will crash into it at a speed of 150 meters per second or more.

This air battle is destined not to be 0-24, but 1-24.

After all, the Chinese cannot retreat with their whole body. And he, after all, won a trace of glory for the Imperial Army Aviation, although that "glory" was full of bitterness. The Chinese 001 number fighter will be the last gift he Masao Suzuki left to his mother.

Mom, I love you! Masao Suzuki tried to open his eyes that were about to fall asleep, stepped on the accelerator with all his strength, held the rudder with his left hand, and slammed into Zhou Dapeng's landline proudly, like a moth that still pounced on it even though it knew it was fire.

Tragic, yet resolute.

Zhou Dapeng, pulling the trigger of the machine gun, continued to fire desperately. He didn't try to dodge, because as Masao Suzuki thought, he couldn't dodge at such a short distance, and whether he went left or right or up and down, the already crazy Japanese pilots would make the same maneuver and crash into him.

The Japanese, he's crazy, but he's not crazy, he has to get the fighter back to the airfield, he can't die with this damn Japanese pilot. Although he did not lack the courage to die with the enemy.

Now the only thing he can do is to continue shooting, shoot him, blow up planes, and earn a chance for himself.

The crazy red bullet chain was visible to the naked eye and accurately swept on the 96 land attack, hitting the Japanese aircraft fuselage with sparks.

On the ground, the Chinese soldiers, who were almost raising their arms and shouting, watched in disbelief at the Japanese plane that had begun to emit thick smoke, and frantically crashed into their own fighter plane, which had almost won victory.

Even if they don't know how to fly, they also know that with such a high speed and such a short distance, almost no one can escape, even if the Chinese fighter is the trump card of trump cards.

The Japanese army was also stimulated by the heroic behavior of their own fighters. "Loyal to His Majesty the Emperor, proud of the Empire!" slogans rose and fell everywhere, and the declining morale reached its peak again.

Even the future general, who had already blossomed with joy on his face, had closed his eyes in pain, not wanting to witness this tragic scene again.

Liu Lang's hands were already clenched. The landline number 001 belongs to Zhou Dapeng.

Could it be that he can no longer see the little guy who is full of blood and a little cute while speaking Hokkien Hakka?

In front of Liu Lang's eyes, it seemed that Zhou Dapeng smiled and said to himself: Brother Liu, believe me, there must be our Chinese planes in China's blue sky.

Now, he has fulfilled his promise because of his request. However, he is about to merge with this blue sky and become eternal.

Liu Lang's face didn't change, just looking up at the sky like that, but in his heart, which no one could see, a heart-rending pain made him almost squeeze his nails into his fist.

There were tears in his eyes, but there were no tears on his face.

That is also his fate.

Fighting with the Japanese invaders, watching the Japanese invaders die one by one, and watching their comrades sacrifice one by one, one by one getting farther and farther away from themselves.

Only through sacrifice can we win.

However, this sacrifice is really painful! It hurt so much that I could barely breathe.

In the tears, Liu Lang's eyes widened suddenly.

All the soldiers on the ground silently watched that the two planes were already close to 100 meters, and it would only take a third of a second to collide into a ball of fireball, and the eyes of the soldiers suddenly widened.

Japanese, there is the madness of Japanese bushido.

The Chinese do not lack the courage to sacrifice.