"Shaki Ga ......" finally saw their Japanese fleet appear, Miura Toshiji screamed excitedly, and then walked out of his hidden position, as if to witness the destruction of the Chinese Air Force fleet by the Japanese air force, especially the strange plane. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Long live the Great Japanese Empire......" The Japanese infantrymen who had had enough of it just now were also excited, and many people raised their hands and flicked their crowns in celebration, as if victory was just around the corner.

On the Chinese side, when they saw that the number of Japanese planes had doubled, their hearts suddenly tightened, but even if they wanted to help in the battle in the sky, they were powerless.

Although ......the shouts below are basically inaudible in the sky, there are still many fighters shouting in their loudest voices, and they want to cheer for their air force.

Commander Hao observed the sky with a telescope, and he was also very worried in his heart, much more nervous than he was in commanding the operation, because he knew that the Chinese Air Force was weak and the number of planes was very small. If it is heavily damaged in this air battle, it will not only further weaken the strength of the Chinese Air Force, but also affect the morale of the soldiers below.

"Air Force officers, come on." Commander Hao roared in his heart, silently blessing his comrades.

As soon as the Japanese aircraft group appeared, it quickly rushed towards the Chinese Air Force group, but in the face of the Japanese aircraft group, which had an absolute advantage in numbers, the young Chinese Air Force did not retreat in the slightest and did not hesitate to meet the battle.

"Lift-off ......" Wei Qidong snorted softly, and Tang Xinyi immediately pulled the Apache up.

After several Japanese planes saw Apache, they quickly broke away from the group and pounced, while all the planes of the Chinese Air Force coincidentally pulled closer, and the battlefield of air combat suddenly became centered on Apache.

Naturally, the Japanese air force wanted to shoot down the Apache, while the Chinese air force wanted to protect it with all its might.

"Is it really Lao Tzu a soft pestle?" Wei Qidong sneered, helicopters are not suitable for fighting fighters, but that premise refers to the same era. However, this Apache is a product of the 21st century, and these planes are all products of the thirties of the 20th century, a difference of seventy or eighty years.

If it is a supersonic fighter of the 21st century, no matter how powerful the Apache is, then try to go as far as possible. But now, with the protection of the Chinese Air Force, Wei Qidong is about to try the feeling of armed helicopters against fighters, because he is not afraid of the firepower on the little devil's plane, but is worried about the death of the bushido.

"Xinyi, mix in our military aircraft group, don't expose it." Wei Qidong said immediately.

"Okay." Although it seemed to be encircled by the enemy, Tang Xinyi's face was very calm, and she drove the Apache calmly.

And Wei Qidong quickly looked for an opportunity to aim, and immediately locked on a Japanese 95 type that had hit the already side of the group, and then pressed the launch button without hesitation.

The Apache fuselage shook, a cloud of smoke erupted from under the right wing, a cloud of rainbow light flashed, and with a "whoosh", a Hydra rocket flew over.

The Hydra rockets were so fast and so fast that the Japanese pilots simply did not have time to react.

"Boom", this Japanese 95 type, as if it crashed into itself, directly came into close contact with the hydra, the nose exploded into a brilliant fireball on the spot, the fuselage parts shot out in all directions, and the fire quickly wrapped all the wreckage and fell downward.

As soon as it hit, the Japanese pilots on board had no chance of escaping.

After a little contact, it was convenient and easy to kill a Japanese plane, and the young Chinese pilots were suddenly excited.

A terrifying roar seemed to sound over the "good ......" position.

The Japanese army led by Toshiji Miura had a cold face, and they had an absolute numerical advantage, so they actually lost one plane first, and they were naturally not in a good mood.

Wei Qidong once again locked onto a Japanese Type 95 chasing a Hawker 2, and the Japanese Type 95 obviously did not expect that he was locked, and its tail was facing the direction of Apache's attack with its tail facing backwards.

With a whoosh, the head of the nine snakes jumped out again, like a poisonous snake attacking quickly, quickly catching up with the Japanese 95 type that did not know that danger had come.

With another bang, the rear half of the fuselage of the Japanese Type 95 was blown off on the spot, the pilot was pierced through his body by the fragments of the flying fire, and the corpse and the wreckage of the plane exploded into a fireball and fell wildly.

"Good, good, good......"

"Blew up again......"

"The little devil's plane blew up again......"

"Long live, long live, long live the Chinese Air Force......"

The air battle took place over the battlefield, so the result was intuitively displayed in the sight of the officers and men of the two sides, and the Chinese soldiers who were fed up with the anger of the little devil planes were all dancing with excitement when they saw that two Japanese planes were destroyed in a row. The Chinese troops on the position cheered one after another, shouting and celebratory waves after waves, as if they were even happier than their own victory.

On the other hand, the Japanese saw that they had a clear advantage in the number of planes, but two planes were shot down in a short period of time, and they were suddenly a little disheartened, and there was nothing more painful for them than to see the fiasco of their own side.

The pilot of one of the Japanese planes of the "Baga ......" was immediately a little annoyed when he saw that the two fighters had been quickly destroyed, and if someone who knew something about the Japanese air force saw his true face, he would probably immediately recognize him.

Yes, this person is Miwakuan, who is known as one of the four heavenly kings of the Japanese air force, and this mission was led by him.

Miwa Kuan saw the loss of two planes in one face, even if he was as arrogant as him, he was shocked. The way that strange plane fought was really different, it didn't fire on-board machine gun shells, it didn't shoot cannons, it looked like a torpedo, except that the torpedo was not moving in the water, but flying in the sky.

As an excellent pilot, Miwa Kuan thinks that he still has a general understanding of the various combat aircraft in the world, but he has never heard of any aircraft such an attack method. However, it has already been encountered, and the current situation does not allow Miwa Kuan to understand slowly.

Sanwakuan immediately changed his tactics, taking every three Japanese planes as a small formation, forming multiple attack groups, divided into multiple directions, and preparing to attack at the same time, as long as which formation tore through the defense line of the Chinese Air Force, it could attack the plane protected in the middle as quickly as possible.

The "Buzz ......" Japanese aircraft group was quickly formed, while the bombers broke away from the group, and even prepared to attack the ground positions of the Chinese army, and the fighter formation quickly launched an attack.

Suddenly, with three swishing sounds, three hydras rushed out one after another, but they attacked three different directions in the same direction.

Seeing this situation, Miwa Kuan's face couldn't help but change, because that was the direction in which the bombers broke away from the formation just now, he thought that the Chinese Air Force group had been surrounded by them and could only defend, but he didn't expect that the strange plane in the middle of the encirclement could directly attack the bomber formation so far away through the layers of barriers.