Yang Jingyi is blind to everything around her; Their height is now 2,700 meters; The anti-aircraft fire of the Soviets was extremely fierce. Those flying under such heavy anti-aircraft fire could have been knocked down at any moment. She and her comrades silently kept course. They told themselves that Ivan was not shooting at a single plane, they were just firing at a certain height, creating an anti-aircraft barrage. The rest of the planes flew all over the sky, not just in squadron formation or squad formation, but even in twin planes. Because by changing the altitude and zigzag motion, it was difficult for the anti-aircraft gunner to aim. There were two lead planes with blue noses that swept past all formations, even past the lone squad. One of them dropped a bomb. There is chaos in the air, and there is a great danger of colliding with each other. Cannons rumbled, shells screamed at them, and the air was filled with flashes of explosions. Clouds of bullets from anti-aircraft artillery fire fluttered around them.

Yang Jingyi looked down, and she found a huge hidden fort. In the vicinity of it were set up anti-aircraft artillery positions. These anti-aircraft guns have not fired until now, and they were the same when they attacked last time. They waited until they were diving before firing. Never before had their squad been so slow and unpleasant as it had ever been through enemy air defenses. Does Yu Xiaofeng want to use a speedbrake today? Or is it because of the enemy's fierce firepower that she even saved the airbrake when she rushed down this time? She rushed down. She's already put down the airbrake. Yang Jingyi and Song Huiyan followed, and Yang Jingyi took one last glance at Yu Xiaofeng's cockpit. She looked solemn and engrossed. Now they're swooping side by side. The dive angle is definitely between 70 and 80 degrees. Targets have already appeared in her field of vision. They chased each other and pounced on it; Gradually, it turned into a behemoth, and all the anti-aircraft weapons around it were aimed at them. Now they don't care about anything, in their eyes, there is only the goal, their task; If they had completed their mission, the brethren on the ground would have shed less blood.

What happened? Yu Xiaofeng's plane suddenly left Yang Jingyi and Song Huiyan far away. She rushed faster. Did she put the airbrake away again to make it faster? Yang Jingyi did the same. She always followed Yu Xiaofeng. She approached Yu Xiaofeng's tail, getting faster and faster, unable to slow down. She increased the angle of the dive with all her might—it must have been 90 degrees now—and she sat up as if she were sitting on a powder keg. Yu Xiaofeng's plane was on her right, and she overtook Yu Xiaofeng at a high speed, only a millimeter away from the collision. Is this a sign of victory? The target was right in the middle of her vision. Her plane remained extremely steady as she dived; She didn't swing. She felt that her target was now nine out of ten. Then she saw the target's massive body alive in front of her eyes. The Russian gunners were running in panic, carrying ammunition. Now she pressed the bomb drop button on the pole, and then pulled the pole desperately. Because she did not use a speed brake to dive, she dropped the bomb at a height of less than 300 meters. She held the pole blankly and pulled desperately. She accelerated so hard that she couldn't see anything, and in an instant black vision appeared, which was a new experience for her. When Song Huiyan's voice sounded, her mind was still confused: "Hit!" It exploded! ”

Yang Jingyi looked out. They were grazing the ground, 3 or 4 meters high. She pulled the plane to the side. Not far away, the Soviets' batteries were shrouded in smoke clouds that reached a height of more than 400 meters; Apparently the ammunition depot exploded.

"Congratulations! Xiao Jing. ”

Song Huiyan was the first to congratulate. Now the microphone is filled with congratulatory voices from various planes. She heard this phrase from many voices: "Great performance! "Could it be the Wing Captain's voice?

Because of the excitement, she felt her body heat up, just like she feels when she has achieved good sports results. Then she imagined herself staring at the grateful eyes of thousands of infantrymen, and then flew low in the direction they came.

"Sir, there are two Russian fighters!" Song Huiyan reported to Yu Xiaofeng.

"Where?"

"It's chasing us, sir. They were circling the ground, under their own anti-aircraft fire. Oh, my God! They will be shot down by their own fire. ”

This exclamation, coupled with the excitement in Song Huiyan's voice, is new to Yang Jingyi. This has never happened before. They flew at the same altitude as the ground fortresses, on which anti-aircraft guns were also deployed. They could almost take out the Russian artillery crews on the forts with their wings, and they were still shooting at their comrades who were attacking other targets. The smoke rising from the Soviet batteries that were hit covered everything for a short time, and nothing could be seen. The commotion on the ground below must have been loud, because it wasn't until Yang Jingyi's plane roared and flew over those "cement boxes" at close range that a handful of artillery crews spotted her plane. Then, they turned their guns and followed her until the large detaching formation flying high above them drew their attention.

Anti-aircraft shells all around; Shrapnel flew in the air. After figuring out that so much steel wasn't specifically for her, she settled down. She was flying over the riverbank. The narrow strip was unsettling, and she couldn't possibly reach a safe altitude because she didn't climb as fast. She had no choice but to take a low altitude and fly over machine guns and anti-aircraft guns. She shot violently at the ground, and the panicked Russians fell to their stomachs. Suddenly, Song Huiyan exclaimed again: "There are two enemy fighters following us!" ”

Yang Jingyi looked back, and sure enough, she saw two Russian fighters 300 yards behind the tail.

As he spoke, Russian fighter jets roared and pounced on Yang Jingyi and Song Huiyan respectively.

"Let it taste our awesomeness, Xiaoyan!"

Yang Jingyi and Song Huiyan flew away separately, and the two Russian fighters also separated, biting the two of them tightly.

The Russian fighter fired again and again, and almost hit Yang Jingyi. Yang Jingyi agile did all kinds of dodging moves.

At this time, Yang Jingyi suddenly saw another enemy fighter flying head-on.

Unlike the Soviets, this enemy aircraft has a strange grayish-yellow spot on its fuselage and is not the same style as the Soviet fighter.

"Be careful! That's a fighter for the Germans! Yu Xiaofeng took the wingman and flew towards this side in a hurry, while warning loudly in the microphone.

As soon as Yu Xiaofeng's words fell, the German fighter flew over ghostly, and together with the Soviet fighter, followed closely behind Yang Jingyi.

Tracer bullets hit Yang Jingyi from both sides with a wider firing range, and she desperately staggered the plane, constantly swaying up and down, dodging enemy attacks.

Seeing that she couldn't get rid of the enemy plane, Yang Jingyi calmed down, and suddenly pulled the plane up and flew in the direction of the sun.

Her purpose was obvious, she wanted to make a "harrier turn over" under the cover of sunlight and go around behind the enemy plane.

This rather difficult combat action is one of their compulsory subjects, and they have practiced it very proficiently.

The dazzling sun shone on her face, there was a spicy feeling, but Yang Jingyi didn't care, she completed this maneuver with extremely flexible and light movements, and when she went around the enemy plane, she looked up and could clearly see the panicked face of the Soviet fighter pilot.

Yang Jingyi locked onto the target and opened fire violently, and the cannon of the "Swiftlet" fighter spewed out a long tongue of fire, and the Soviet fighter immediately caught fire.

"Xiao Jing! Watch the back! The Germans are behind you! Song Huiyan's anxious shouts came from the microphone.

Yang Jingyi looked back and saw that the German fighter was following closely behind her, and couldn't help but be taken aback.

Ignoring the Soviet fighter that had been caught on fire, Yang Jingyi pulled up the plane suddenly, just dodging the opponent's first round of fire.

"Come on! You bastard! ”

The "swiftlet" whirred under Yang Jingyi's snort, constantly flying up and down, the German fighter's surname was obviously quite good, and the pilot's skills were also very good, it was like a shadow, always biting tightly behind, and from time to time shooting out a stream of fire composed of tracer bullets.

Yang Jingyi's "swiftlet" fighter wing was hit, began to emit light smoke, and then the fuselage was also hit, the plane was like a whip pulled by a fierce horse, began to twitch violently, the height of the plane began to decrease, seeing that his plane was about to be shot down, at this time the Soviet anti-aircraft guns also sounded, the plane was hit by shrezennel again, at this time Yang Jingyi saw that the German fighter also fell into the fire net of the anti-aircraft gun weaving, the German fighter shook its wings a little unwillingly, and no longer pursued, Instead, pull up and dodge the fire of anti-aircraft guns on the ground.

Yang Jingyi desperately tried to pull up the plane, but the fuselage that had begun to burn became more and more disobedient, she clenched the longitudinal rod, looking at the scenery around her rapidly, her heart was full of fear.

I don't know how long it flew, but finally, the plane rushed into a primeval forest, and at the moment of crashing, the huge vibration caused by the impact made Yang Jingyi faint all of a sudden...... I don't know how long it took, Yang Jingyi was awakened by a strange feeling.

It was as if the strings were plucked in a silent room, and as if a stone had been thrown into the calm lake, a strange feeling started from her mind, ring by ring to the bottom of her heart, and ring by ring spread throughout her body, making her heart tighten for a while, and a layer of goosebumps instantly rose on her skin.

She sat up hesitantly, looking around, very uncertain.

The fire on the plane has been extinguished, and it appears that the fuel has run out. It was dark all around, with only a slight light ahead.

It's unusually quiet.

The air is still fresh. Yang Jingyi was a little afraid, if the fire hadn't been extinguished very early, she would probably have died of lack of oxygen in her sleep.

How did you become paralyzed to such an extent? Where's all the training you had before? Why didn't you even do the most basic defense? I've experienced it when I'm tired before, but why are there so many mistakes this time?

Looking at her watch, Yang Jingyi found that she had slept for more than ten hours, and it was already the next morning.

Cold sweat ran down Yang Jingyi's back. Unknown fears are more stressful than known dangers.

Resisting the feeling of palpitations, Yang Jingyi tried to move her body and found that she was not injured.

She ate some chocolate from her spare bag, replenished her strength, and then packed her things.

In order to avoid further low-level mistakes, Yang Jingyi did not act immediately, but leaned against the bulkhead, silently reciting the standard procedure on the action manual, just like when she first participated in the operation.

After repeatedly confirming that it was completely ready, Yang Jingyi turned on the flashlight and acted carefully.

This is a deserted primeval forest, with dense foliage that blocks the sun, dark and damp underneath the trees, and thick rotten leaves on the ground, and strands of black rotten water will emerge when stepped on.

Yang Jingyi used a knife to cut off a branch in front of her and walked forward.

Everywhere there were collapsed and rotting tree trunks, there were tangled shrubs and plants, and a few more vines were cut off, and the flanks began to burn like a fire, and some spots of light appeared in front of them. She knew she couldn't support it.

Finding a relatively dry open space, Yang Jingyi sat down and gasped fiercely. She couldn't support it anymore.

She pulled a few beef jerky from her backpack, looked at them, and threw them into her mouth.

Where will this be, will there be partisans of the Soviets?

As she was thinking wildly, a few strange noises behind her caught her attention.

She held her breath and slowly turned away.

A large beast poked out more than half of its body from between the trunks of the trees, its dark gray fur all over its body. The brass bell-like eyes stared at Yang Jingyi, the blood-red mouth was half open, revealing four sharp canine teeth, and the barbed tongue dragged out for a long time, and a few drops of saliva slipped down and hit the fallen leaves, making a clicking sound.

Wolf!

The muscles in Yang Jingyi's whole body tensed suddenly, and a cool breath came out of her back and rushed straight to the top of her head.

The beast's stomach was deflated, and it was clearly in a state of extreme hunger. This made Yang Jingyi's feeling even worse.

She had seen a lot of beasts, but it was the first time she had seen such a big wolf.

She knew very well that at this moment, if she flinched at all, the wolf would not hesitate to pounce and tear her to pieces!

It was too late to grab the pistol, and she gripped the knife tightly with her right hand, keeping her eyes on each other.

The calmness of the prey made the giant wolf a little unsure, and there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes, and he slowly stopped.

Cold sweat ran down Yang Jingyi's forehead and into her eyes, bringing a tingling pain. She couldn't help blinking, and then her heart sank, and she secretly said that it was not good.

As expected, the giant wolf's body slammed back, its two hind legs kicked the ground, and its huge body rose into the air, and pounced on Yang Jingyi with a snort.

Yang Jingyi squatted violently, and then slashed hard, her body slashed under the wolf, and at the same time blocked the wolf's front paws with her left hand, and the knife in her right hand was fiercely inserted into the wolf's abdomen.

The blood beads were cheap, bringing out a long wound. The clothes on Yang Jingyi's left hand were also torn, her left arm was cut by a wolf's claws, and blood flowed out from under her sleeves.

The human wolf landed at the same time, and turned to look at each other at the same time.

Blood was strewn everywhere on the ground in the forest, and some flying insects were flying on it. This blood has Yang Jingyi's, but more is left by the giant wolf.

The giant wolf's injuries were severe, the most serious was the one under the belly, and the intestines flowed out, forming a blood-red bag under the abdomen. Due to excessive bleeding, it was in a somewhat sluggish state, and its eyes were not as sharp as they were just now.

Yang Jingyi wanted this relief, and she pulled out her pistol suddenly.

Because of the force, the wound on her arm hurt violently, and the scene in front of her began to blur, and she began to hallucinate, and everywhere her eyes looked, there were large and small colored spots of light everywhere. She knew it was a sign of excessive bleeding.

The wolf pounced again, but it was sluggish compared to the previous one.

Yang Jingyi's brain reaction was still very sensitive, she dodged again, and then shot, but her body was a little unresponsive. He stumbled under his feet, slowed down, and was thrown to the ground by the wolf.

Yang Jingyi was violently excited, and her brain instantly became much clearer. When he raised his right hand, he only saw blood on his hand, and the knife was no longer in his hand.

She let the wolf's claws tear at her body, tried to lift her upper body, and tried her best to resist the wolf's neck with her gun, so as not to let its bloody mouth get close to her, and then pulled the trigger again.

The breath from the wolf's mouth sprayed onto her face, and the smell was unpleasant and disgusting.

The giant wolf who was shot let out a miserable scream, his body softened suddenly, and fell on Yang Jingyi's body with a bang.

The heavy wolf corpse pressed down, and Yang Jingyi was out of breath.

Yang Jingyi pushed away the wolf corpse hard, she staggered to her feet, inserted the pistol back into the holster, retrieved her knife, and then cut the sleeve of her coat and began to treat the wound scratched by the wolf.

The wound on her arm was a little deep, she endured the pain, cleaned and disinfected the wound, threaded the line with a sewing needle, sutured the wound, applied Yunnan Baiyao, and then bandaged the wound with the gauze in the first aid kit, and poured the Yunnan Baiyao and a red pill in the vial into her mouth, and drank a few sips of water.

Yang Jingyi sat there and rested for a while, she did not cut the wolf with a knife and peel the skin like her male comrades-in-arms, but chose to leave immediately.

As long as there was enough food in her backpack for some time, she wouldn't think about drinking blood.

Yang Jingyi walked forward with heavy steps, she knew that her current situation was very dangerous, but she was not discouraged, and before she carried out her mission, she was told that her own people, the infiltration units of the Army and the Ministry of Intelligence, were operating in this area. If you can find them, you can go back quickly.

If she really can't find her own people, as long as she hides well and is not caught by the Bolsheviks, it won't be long before the army's tank units will fight, and she will be able to return to the army safely.

(To be continued)