The iron pillar solved the Japanese slowly breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the ground, and touched the Japanese with his hands. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There are many things on the Japanese soldiers, sometimes they can find a lot of ocean, and sometimes they can have all kinds of strange things.

After turning out some bullets, two cans, and a few silver dollars, Lin Qing took the Japanese soldier's water bottle, drank a large mouthful, put the bayonet away, and walked back to the second floor with the Japanese gun.

There was a roar overhead, and Tie Zhu raised his head to see the planes fighting in the air, and finally understood what the Japanese soldiers were looking at just now.

In mid-air, the battle has entered a white-hot stage, except for one of the five Japanese bombers, the remaining four are still chasing Liu Honghai's fighters, the numerical disadvantage allows him to continue to avoid back and forth in the air, and has no chance to achieve more results, watching the injured Japanese planes slowly fly into the distance.

In the high altitude, Yu Ziwen's plane had climbed to a certain height, and the nose turned around and dived directly towards the Japanese bomber.

"Damn little devils, go to hell!" With the advantage of high altitude and the advantage of dive speed, Yu Ziwen's fighter was like a lone wolf rushing into a flock, and immediately disrupted the formation of the Japanese bombers.

"Die, little devils!" When the fighter approached the Japanese bomber and reached the firing range, Yu Ziwen pulled the trigger fiercely, and the machine guns in the nose and the fixed machine guns on both wings let out a rage.

The Japanese bombers had long since discovered a Kuomintang plane that had been hovering over them, but they had been entangled by Liu Honghai's fighter planes, and they had no chance to climb, so they could only watch him climb continuously, and there was no way!

The Japanese bombers had no radio, and could only communicate with each other through simple sign language communication, and when Yu Ziwen's plane dived down, the situation of the entire Japanese bombers had changed, and the two planes turned their noses to meet the enemy, and two more evaded them.

Yu Ziwen stared at the Japanese bombing, turned the nose of the plane to increase the altitude, and attacked Yu Ziwen from the low altitude.

The nose of the Japanese bomber had just been raised, and Yu Ziwen's bullet had already hit his plane, and the bullet hit the fuel tank of the Japanese plane directly, and the Japanese bomber exploded directly in the air.

"Pretty killed! Come on, there are three more, kill them and I'll go back and ask you to smoke, Shanghai brand! ”

"That's what you said! Haha, don't go back! ”

Killing a Japanese bomber boosted the morale of Yu Ziwen and Liu Honghai, Yu Ziwen climbed again, ready to dive and fight, while Liu Honghai continued to stay at a low altitude and fight with the Japanese soldiers.

The Japanese plane was blown up in the air, and cheers erupted in the Luodian position, and the Kuomintang soldiers, who were not overly excited, fired empty guns directly into the sky to vent the excitement in their chests.

On the contrary, on the position of the Japanese soldiers, the frustrated Japanese soldiers scolded in the sky, and some even threw a few stones into the air, exposing their figures, but now everyone's eyes were attracted by the air and did not shoot, and this state has been maintained for a while.

The battle in the air continued, and the iron pillar was not attracted, he took out the last grenade from his arms, carefully placed it at the staircase on the first floor, and quietly lay on the second floor waiting for the Japanese to pass by!

The air battle became more and more intense, Yu Ziwen continued to sneak attack from a height, and the combat quality of the Japanese air force was also good, seizing an opportunity to take advantage of the time when he dived into another fighter and injured his wing.

Now there are still five planes in the air, two Japanese are intact and one is damaged, and both fighters of the Kuomintang army are slightly damaged.

At this time, two Japanese planes appeared in the sky, quickly approaching the battlefield.

"It's a Japanese fighter, get out!" Yu Ziwen was the first to spot the Japanese planes and prepared to turn around and retreat, but there were three Japanese bombers on the battlefield who did not intend to let them leave easily, and bit their tails to death.

"Brother Liu, you withdraw first! I'm covering! ”

"You go, I'll retreat, I'll cover you!"

"Don't fight with me, I'll cover you, you're about to withdraw, we don't have many planes, we can't all fold here!" Yu Ziwen's voice came out of the radio intermittently, and before Liu Honghai could react, Yu Ziwen rushed to the three Japanese bombers that followed him with a fighter jet!

Liu Honghai gritted his teeth, his eyes were already filled with tears, he knew that Yu Ziwen was more than lucky: "Yu Ziwen, take care!" After speaking, he turned the nose of the plane with tears in his eyes, piloted the wounded fighter, and left the battlefield slowly.

Yu Ziwen shuttled back and forth among the bombs formed by the Japanese bomber formation, piloting the plane to climb from time to time, landing at a sudden stop, and completing fancy movements in the air one after another, trying to delay Liu Honghai's retreat as much as possible.

The fuselage of the fighter was constantly hit by bullets, and Yu Ziwen could even hear the crisp "ding" sound of the bullet and the metal colliding

With the advantage of maneuverability, Yu Ziwen maximized the performance of the fighter, like a dancer dancing in a rain of bullets, full of dangers.

The fighter was already scarred, Yu Ziwen looked back, and there was no longer a shadow of Liu Honghai's fighter in the sky, holding the control stick with both hands, and roaring: "Little Japan, go die!" ”

The speed of the plane increased to the fastest, and it rushed straight towards the wounded Japanese bomber, like an arrow from the mysteries, unstoppable.

The Japanese bomber pilot looked at the fighter plane flying straight at him with a frightened expression, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Avoid! Circumvent! ”

"Quickly evade, Kojima-kun!"

The two Japanese pilots next to him shouted loudly in the cockpit, but in vain, there was no radio transmission, and they could not hear each other through thick glass at an altitude of 1,000 meters

The Japanese bomber pilot stared blankly at the fighter coming towards him, without any reaction, except that his pupils were constantly getting bigger, and the whole person seemed to be pointed, motionless!

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise in the air, the two planes collided in the air, like a huge salute, blooming in the sky over Luodian, the sound made by the entire Luodian town can be heard clearly, all the Kuomintang soldiers on the ground who watched this air battle silently took off their hats and mourned for the heroic Kuomintang aircraft pilot, although they don't know what the name of this pilot is, even so, he is still a hero!