The day of the catastrophe of the Japanese Air Force

The remnants of the Japanese army successfully broke through with six fighters, circling back and forth around the huge Nanjing airfield while waiting for the arrival of the bomber wing. On the ground, the smile on the face of the commander-in-chief Zuo Quan did not last long because of the victory just now, and became solemn again.

"Staff Officer Wang, how long will it take for the First Air Division to reach the battlefield..." Looking at the battlefield that was slowly quieting down in front of him, Zuo Quan asked with a frown.

"There are still ten minutes, according to your order Chief of Staff, the two fighter regiments under the 1st Air Division have all sorted...." Staff Officer Wang hurriedly replied.

"What about the Japanese army, the Japanese bomber group and the follow-up fighter unit, how long will it take to reach the battlefield. If they were rushed to the battlefield in advance, even because of the sharp anti-aircraft fire of our army, they would not dare to carry out low-altitude bombing. The ammunition carried by more than 30 fighters is enough for us to carry out high-altitude bomb drops? Speaking of Riji, Zuo Quan's face immediately showed a worried look and asked.

"Fifteen minutes later, the latest intelligence from the garrisons in various places showed that the Japanese army was responsible for attacking a fighter group of our decoy troops, and the only seven fighters left had joined forces with the follow-up bomber wing. A total of seven fighters and 36 bombers rushed to our Nanjing airfield...."

"Good.... Fifteen minutes, that's enough... ̈"

"Immediately give an order to Division Commander Wang, who is led by the 1st Air Division: Dispatch a large group of fighters to the airfield immediately, and be responsible for destroying the remaining six little devil fighters over the airport. The remaining fighters, under the personal command of Division Commander Wang, immediately attacked to meet the Japanese follow-up attack group. ”

"In addition, I also have to tell Commander Wang that the air battle battlefield should not be placed over the airport, but on the Yangtze River as much as possible, so that the ground losses can be reduced as much as possible..." Zuo Quan ordered with a serious face.

"It's the Chief of Staff... ̈"

Over the airport, when Fukushima Osa was anxiously waiting for reinforcements, the frightened sound of the surrounding guard posts reached his ears.

"Sir, something happened, at five o'clock, a large group of unknown planes is rushing towards us..."

"Nani, unidentified swarm...."

Osa Fukushima quickly turned his head. I looked in the direction of the guard post. Sure enough, a large group of 12 fighters that they had never seen on the battlefield in China were like hungry wolves pounced, and they swooped down on the location of their group with murderous vigour...

"Yaga, sir, it's an American fighter, it's an American, an American plane..." The shocked Fukushima Osa had not yet reacted from the shock, and the frightened voice of the guard post reached his ears again.

"Americans' planes..." When Fukushima Osa raised his head again, he was shocked again when he had just painted the Chinese Air Force logo, but the overall appearance, even the color of the twelve fighters had not changed clearly, had appeared in front of him.

"How is it possible, how can an American plane appear on the battlefield in China... Not good, we were fooled, the Chinese Air Force is not at all as cowardly as we imagined, we were fooled ... The Chinese must have intended to use anti-aircraft artillery fire to wipe out as much as possible the effective forces of our fighter wing. Then we will dispatch new fighters to destroy our bomber wing..."

However, at this moment, there is no time for him to continue thinking about this question. …,

Because, the twelve fighters had already put on the sharpest assault formation, and quickly rushed towards themselves. If your subordinates don't counterattack, the only thing waiting for you is the destruction of the entire army and becoming the target of the other party.

"Baga, what are you still doing. Quickly, immediately counterattack, meet the enemy, we must block the attack of the Chinese Air Force, and attack ....."

At the same time as the order was given, Fukushima Osa had already relied on his exquisite skills, piloted his own fighter plane, and was as agile as a bird, and was the first to greet him...

"Fuck the little devil of the dog's day... ̈Dadada... ̈"On the battlefield of the air battle that is about to break out, three new-style fighters that have just been equipped with the troops, under the leadership of the squad leader, are arranged in a zigzag pattern, aiming at a Japanese plane in front of them that quickly adjusts its direction, without the slightest hesitation, and very decisively pressed the button for the launch of the aviation machine gun....

Suddenly, the thick tongues of fire arranged in the shape of three finished characters appeared around the Japanese machine, as if they had eyes. The Japanese plane, which is constantly rolling and trying to dodge, is shrouded in a rain of bullets for the first time...

"It's all about it..." A series of dull sounds sounded in the air. It is clear that a dense range of aviation bullets, which have already successfully hit the target.

Sure enough, the Japanese plane, which was chased by three new fighters, lasted less than five seconds, and puffs of black smoke rose from its wide wings and engines. At the same time, just now, it was still rolling, like a small bird. At this moment, like a falcon on the verge of death, with a few puffs of smoke, it smashed straight to the ground

One, two, three... In less than ten seconds after the two groups of planes came into contact, the 1st Air Division, relying on its superiority in flight performance and quantity, slapped the Japanese Guards Aviation Division with a resounding slap, causing the Japanese army, which prides itself to be the No. 1 in air combat, to suffer huge losses from the direct destruction of four fighters... ̈

"Baga, how can the Chinese Air Force have such advanced fighters, how can this be... ̈ "Look at the subordinates who are following closely behind him and have become the only target of siege in the Chinese air. Fukushima Osa immediately let out a cry of pain.

"Sir, be careful, there's danger at six o'clock... ̈"

"Da da da, buzz ̈" Under the reminder of his subordinates, Fukushima Daisa, who has rich combat experience, was very lucky to avoid another attack. However, the only subordinate who followed him was not so lucky.

At the same time as he forgot to remind his commander, several fighters of the 1st Air Division that followed closely behind had already fired a wave of thick aviation machine gun bullets at the same time...

In the face of a dense rain, there is nowhere to hide from the rain of bullets. The only remaining subordinate of Fukushima Daisa, without even uttering an exclamation, was swept into the huge fireball generated by the explosion of the plane and turned to ashes... ̈

"Bastard... cunning Chinese... ̈"

Twenty-four fighters, barely achieving any success, were lost. As the supreme commander, Fukushima Osa clearly knows that even if he can escape with his life and return to the aircraft carrier smoothly, what awaits him is a trial by a military court. Rather than make yourself a shame as a Guards Aviation Division, it's better to give it a go ...

Thinking of this, Fukushima Daisa, with his skillful skills, once again dodged the two attacks of the Air First Division. His fighters have cleverly highlighted the huge encirclement formed by several fighters of the 1st Air Division. Then. Also with his rich combat experience, he began to rampage in chaotic air battles, constantly firing .... …,

Of course, Fukushima Daisa's behavior could not be hidden from the eyes of the captain of the 1st Air Division. After all, this captain also had many experience in air battles with the Japanese army, and knew that his old opponent, in the face of imminent defeat, would definitely make a move to die with his opponent for the honor of bushido.

Thinking of this, the captain did not hesitate at all, and ordered decisively to his subordinates in the sky, who seemed to have become a little chaotic: "Comrades, pay attention, the little devil wants to die with us..." ̈ Each squad, pay attention to maintaining the formation, consume the opponent's ammunition as much as possible, and kill it with one blow to destroy ....."

"Yes, Captain... ̈"

"Da Da Da ... ̈"

Suddenly, with the organized Air First Division, it began to surround Fukushima Daisa in small teams. It's like fighting guerrillas, so that his rampage won't play any role at all....

"Half a minute, a minute, two minutes...." Gradually, as time passed, Fukushima Daisa, who was completely caught up in guerrilla warfare, no matter how strong he was, there were times when his hands were difficult to defeat with his four hands. In the face of the successive strikes of the 1st Air Force Division around it, the damage received by the fighters was getting more and more serious....

In the end, after the captain of the group fired a series of bullets at the position of the Fukushima Osa chassis. The fighter plane, which was still extremely arrogant just now, was like an old man who was about to die, dragging the thick black smoke from its tail and smashing it to the ground... ̈

"All damaged fighters will immediately land at Nanjing Airport for maintenance. The remaining fighters, continue to attack, reinforce the division commander..." Seeing that the last Japanese plane was finally destroyed, a rare smile appeared on the captain's face, and he commanded confidently into the microphone on his lips.

"Yes, Captain...."

In the sky above Nanjing Airport, the fighters of a brigade of the 1st Air Force Division successfully annihilated six Japanese fighters at the cost of three fighters being injured, and won the final victory. On the Yangtze River, about 20 kilometers away from Nanjing, fierce air battles are also coming to an end...

Seven Japanese fighters and 36 bombers faced the attack of a total of 60 fighters of the 1st Air Division, although they all tried their best to counterattack. However, the ratio to fighters is too small. In addition, the flexibility of the bombers and the anti-aircraft firepower are far inferior to the American fighters that the 1st Air Force Division has just equipped.

The battle had just begun, except for the airspace where seven Japanese fighters were engaged. The rest of the battlefield was like a one-sided massacre...

In the face of the Chinese Air Force, which far outnumbered itself, the bulky bombers, before they had time to drop the bombs in their bellies, became the target of the opponent and turned into huge fireballs ....

In less than five minutes, 36 bombers were completely annihilated under the siege of a fighter regiment of the 1st Air Division. At the same time, seven Japanese fighters were also completely lost under the siege of the 1st Air Division, which was three times their size.....

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