At this time, Yuan Hongming, the commander of the 4th Air Division, was sitting in a P-47 anxiously looking at the sky in the distance, where the brothers of the 1st Air Force Division were fighting hard with the superior number of planes, and the situation was extremely critical.

This air battle is different from the past, because it is necessary to block the plane and not let them enter the Duolun Realm, so it is different from the past, the tactics of hitting and running are no longer feasible, and now it is courage and blood that is fighting.

At this time, Gao Zhihang had already driven the plane to the sky above Yatai Mountain and took over the command of Le Yiqin. At this moment, he is commanding more than 200 planes of the 1st Air Force Division, which are rigidly entangled with nearly 400 planes of the Chinese army, and must not let them leave the airspace of the battle.

"Brothers, I am Gao Zhihang! Behind is the Duolun Oilfield, behind which is our black artery, we must not let the devil cross half a step behind us, defend the Duolun Oilfield, and defend our lifeline! ”

"Yes!"

"Defend the Duolun Oilfield!"

"Defend the lifeline!"

The pilots of the 1st Air Division all replied loudly after hearing the voice of their teacher.

"Chief Su, the radar station has come to report that a large number of military planes are flying from the direction of Mukden, and there are about more than three hundred of them! Arriving in about half an hour," a slightly panicked voice sounded nearby.

"Panic what! You are a soldier, even if you die, you have to remember that panic will not help you solve anything! Su Tong scolded the correspondent sharply, he knew that as long as he showed the slightest sign of panic at this moment, it would be transmitted to his subordinates, and then affect the morale of the troops.

Su Tong took a deep breath, picked up the microphone and said in a deep voice: "Brother Ziheng, according to the report from the ground station, the army has transferred more than three hundred fighters from the direction of Fengtian, Liaoning. Their goal is your direction. Tell me the truth, can you withstand it? ”

There was only a rustling sound in the microphone, and it took a long time for Gao Zhihang's hoarse but firm voice to come: "Please rest assured, sir, the little devil either sees our corpse or sees us moving forward alive!" ”

Su Tong's eyes moistened, and he knew that in half an hour, the 1st Air Division would resist the attack of more than 600 planes of the army without support. He now suddenly began to hate why he sent the 4th Air Division to Ningxia to participate in some hellish exercises, otherwise he would not be so passive now.

Su Tong grabbed the microphone again and said, "Give me Yuan Hongming, the fourth division of the air." ”

"Yuan Hongming? I'm Su Tong, where is your ministry now? ”

"Report to Chief Su, our department has now entered the territory of Suiyuan, and will arrive in the airspace of the battle in about fifty minutes."

"No, it's too slow! I have ordered you to arrive within 40 minutes, and now that more than 300 planes have taken off from the direction of Fengtian and are rushing towards Yatai Mountain, I order you to speed up at all costs and to rush to Yatai Mountain as quickly as possible to support the 1st Air Division. ”

"Yes! Rush to Yatai Mountain at all costs! ”

After ending the call with Su Tong, Yuan Hongming gritted his teeth and ordered: "Everyone in the Fourth Air Division listens, immediately turn on the accelerator and rush to Yatai Mountain at the maximum speed!" ”

"Turn on the accelerator?" All the pilots were taken aback when they heard this.

"Master! If the accelerator is turned on for such a long time, the engine will be scrapped after this battle! ”

"I can't take care of so much, now the devil has taken off more than 300 planes in Mukden to rush to Yatai Mountain, we must rush over as quickly as possible, otherwise the brothers of the First Air Division will not be able to withstand it." Yuan Hongming gritted his teeth and said helplessly.

After hearing Yuan Hongming's words, all the pilots were silent, and the brothers of the First Air Division in front were in danger.

"Yes! Turn on the accelerator! ”

"Full speed up!"

A voice came from the headset.

At an altitude of more than 8,200 meters, hundreds of planes shook at the same time, and their speed suddenly increased from more than 700 kilometers to more than 800 kilometers and nearly 900 kilometers. The sudden acceleration detained the pilots on their seats, and at this time, the pilots of the 4th Air Division had only one thought, they must rush to Yatai Mountain and urgently reinforce the brothers of the 1st Air Division, who were in a bitter battle.

In the sky from Mukden to Rehe, Lieutenant General Zenshiro Hara, commander of the Fifth Flying Division of the Kwantung Army, was personally flying a Type 97 Nakajima fighter at an altitude of 6,000 meters.

He looked at the dense planes around him, and couldn't help but feel a trace of pride in his heart, this is the most loyal and brave samurai in the empire, they are all the pride of the Kwantung Army.

But what made him arrive strangely was what kind of trouble the North China garrison army was in, and with their hundreds of planes, couldn't they still resist those planes of the Chahar political axe? Did it get to the point where the Kwantung Army needed to send reinforcements?

You must know that in the army, the commander of one theater of operations personally calls the commander of another theater for help, and it is very rare to ask for help urgently, at least in the decades of long military career of Lieutenant General Zenshiro Hara.

Because if he did so, the commander's ability and majesty would be seriously questioned by the base camp, which was despised by the senior generals of the Yue army, who regarded honor as their life, and some of whom would rather choose to disembowelment than do so.

"Could it be that the air battle over Rehe is about to get out of control so badly that a commander does not hesitate to put down his dignity to ask for help?" Lieutenant General Zenshiro Hara muttered.

Looking at the pointer pointing to four hundred and six in the speedometer, Lieutenant General Hara Zenshiro, who originally wanted to speed up, sighed, the speed was still too slow. Although this light aircraft, which has been produced since 1930, has a good turnaround ability, it is outdated after all, and I really don't know which country supported them in those new types of aircraft in Chahar, and I really envy the general of Chahar.

After half an hour of flight, the group of planes led by Lieutenant General Zenshiro Hara rushed to the airspace of the battle, and the tragic scene made the pilots of the Fifth Flying Division also stunned, and hundreds of planes were intertwined in the sky, and stray bullets flew everywhere.

There are constantly planes being hit in the sky, pilots are constantly parachuting, and unlucky planes explode in the air on the spot, and pilots don't even have a chance to parachute.

Only in this case, what formation, what formation is a joke, some only keep biting the opponent and then fire, if you are lucky, you will knock someone down, and if you are unlucky, it will be your turn to become a big torch in the sky.

"Everyone pay attention, immediately go into battle, and beat the people of China." When the pilots of the Fifth Flight Division were in a daze, the stern voice of Lieutenant General Zenshiro Hara sounded in their headsets.

"Hey!"

"Destroy them!"

"Onboard!"

With the addition of the Fifth Flying Division of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, the pressure on the First Air Division suddenly increased greatly.

Originally, under the leadership of Gao Zhihang, more than 200 fighters of the 1st Air Force Division formed a circle outside, taking advantage of the P-47's superiority, and the army could not take advantage of the slightest advantage, and lost more than 60 planes in more than half an hour.

On the other hand, the 1st Air Division relied on its own thick skin and thick flesh to really lose more than 20 planes, and most of them could glide into the territory of Duolun with smoke and make a forced landing or parachute.

However, after the more than 300 planes led by Lieutenant General Zenshiro Hara joined the battle, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and the numerical superiority forced Takataka Zhihang to order the 1st Air Division to temporarily take a defensive position, choosing to delay time and wait for the arrival of the 4th Air Division.

Seeing the arrival of reinforcements, the pilots of the North China Garrison Army, who had been in a bitter battle, were as if they had been beaten with blood, and their morale suddenly rose high, and one by one they screamed and rushed towards the planes of the 1st Air Division. At this time, no one will think of leaving the battlefield, and everyone has only one goal in mind, that is, to kill all opponents in front of them.

The air battle lasted for nearly 10 minutes, and the losses of the 1st Air Division gradually increased, and the wingmen of Gao Zhihang and Le Yiqin were shot down one after another.

Gao Zhihang simply called Le Yiqin, and the two formed a formation and galloped across the sky.

"Hahaha, Senior Instructor, it's been a long time since I've been fighting devils with you." Le Yiqin said with a smile in the communication channel.

"Let me see if your skills are still not as bad as they used to be." Gao Zhihang said with a smile.

"Senior Instructor, you can't underestimate me like you used to, I'm also a division commander now." Le Yiqin was a little unconvinced.

"Oh! Is it? Then let me see if you have forgotten everything I used to teach after you became a teacher? ”

The two were talking, but there was no ambiguity in their hands, and after many years of tacit understanding, they were sometimes attacked by Gao Zhihang, and Le Yiqin was covered. From time to time, Le Yiqin was attacking, and Gao Zhihang made it clear for him that there were threatening enemy planes around him, and it didn't take long for four planes to be beaten by them and fall straight down.

However, the huge superiority in the number of planes gradually caused the number of planes of the 1st Air Division to slowly decrease, and just when Gao Zhihang and Le Yiqin led the group of planes to fight bravely in the sky, a large group of dense black spots flew from the direction of Chahar.

"Reinforcements, our reinforcements."

"Brothers, reinforcements from the Fourth Air Division are here!"

"Kill everyone!"

The spirits of the pilots of the 1st Air Division, who were already exhausted, were lifted again, and they let out a shout at the same time, and plunged into the battle again in high spirits.

"Huh? Are there any reinforcements from the Chinese people? Lieutenant General Zenshiro Hara, who was commanding the battle, saw the hundreds of planes that were viciously pounced in the distance, and his heart turned to the side, and he ordered loudly: "Warriors of the Empire, meet them and kill them." The emperor is onboard! ”

"Onboard!"

"Go!"

A large group of military planes rushed up again.

Yuan Hongming has always been flying in front of the flight formation, and when he saw that the First Air Division was still struggling to support, he turned on the intercom and shouted an order: "Attention of all personnel of the Fourth Air Division, immediately assault, all assault!" ”

The arrival of the Fourth Air Division and the Fifth Flying Division of the Yue Army brought the number of planes in the sky to more than 1,000, and the airspace of the battle was not limited to Yatai Mountain for a long time.