Passing through the layers of densely intertwined nets of fire, the metal and explosives poured down like a storm: almost 100 rounds of 3-inch and 4-inch air-burst grenades, thousands of 1-pound and 2-pound instantaneous grenades, and tens of thousands of 7.7-millimeter tracer bullets per minute, and a "Golden Eagle" attack plane, with a maximum speed of only 120 kilometers per hour after carrying mines, clumsily and thrillingly approached the British aircraft carriers on the surface of the sea -- some of them were less than 10 meters above the sea surface!

The Chinese attack planes that survived the black-gray smoke and orange-red bullet marks in the sky fearlessly passed between the frigates around the aircraft carrier -- and even swept close to the mast, and since most of the formations of the various groups were scattered by the opposing fighters and anti-aircraft fire, in order to ensure the hit rate of a single plane's independent attack, the Chinese pilots could only throw mines as close to the target as possible.

Except for a few planes that hurriedly threw their heavy torpedoes hanging under their bellies into the sea when they were 1,000 meters away from the target, the maximum effective range of 450 mm aviation torpedoes, most of the other planes insisted on approaching within 500 meters of the target under the control of the heroic pilots before resolutely dropping mines. A huge column of water several times higher than the freeboard of the enemy ship soared into the sky mixed with smoke and debris......

The symphony of steel and explosives seemed to come to an abrupt end at the moment of reaching the most **, and at the same time as pressing the mine throwing button, the joystick was pulled to the end, and the flight deck of the enemy ship was swept across. Lieutenant Qi Bing of the 117th Ship Attack Squadron suddenly felt something sink in his ears, empty and silent. Boundless, as if she was no longer in the battlefield of bullets, but suddenly soared to the blue and clear ceiling, which seemed to be a place of no land, inhuman......

"Sir! Sir! Xiao Lu was shot......"

Shocked by an electric shock, Qi Bing's black lead-like pupils suddenly tightened, she raised her hand and pressed the big earphone that was loosely wrapped around her kitten's ears, and immediately confirmed that the voice was Sergeant Wan Yunyang, the navigator and radioman in the back seat.

"What do you say? Say it again! ”

"Sergeant Lu was shot. Fainted, with blood all over his head! ”

Qi Bing tightened the joystick and quickly glanced back, except for the back of Wan Yunyang's head, which was bulging under the leather flight cap, his eyes were full of shiny bullet marks that swished by!

"Xiao Lu, Xiao Lu, Lu Guoping! Answer immediately when you hear it! ”

What immediately responded to her was Wan Yunyang's extremely miserable exclamation: "I crashed!" It's the No. 7 machine of Second Lieutenant Xu! It's just behind the deck, my God, such a big fireball......"

Qi Bingying's lips bloomed, and the little dog bit her teeth. Angry: "What is it called!" It's not noisy enough! Keep your dog's eyes open and see if you've been hit! ”

"Yes...... Three, no, four water columns, one of which should be ours - oops, another one! It's just, it just exploded in the sky......"

"If you scream again, I'll turn around and throw you down! Did you see clearly, how many boats did you hit in total? ”

"It seems to be three, and all three big guys have eaten dead fish. Ouch, there's a cruiser over there that eats too, and that ...... It's a destroyer,. This explosion is fierce, dare to eat into the ammunition depot......"

Qi Bing's eyebrows were happy, and he clenched his fists excitedly to find a place to slap hard, but he had nowhere to start in the face of the switches and instruments in the cockpit.

"Hit 3 aircraft carriers in one fell swoop? That's great! We've won! You-it's okay, let's go and see how Xiao Lu is doing. ”

"How...... What do you think? ”

Qi Bing couldn't wait to bite the microphone tied to his collar into his mouth: "Dead rookie, take off your seat belt, turn around and turn over!" ”

As soon as the words came out, Colonel Cai Yong's familiar, drum-like thick male voice suddenly came from the earphones: "The attack is complete." The teams moved closer to the guide. Prepare to return to the ship. ”

Qi Bing quickly twisted his neck and looked around, up and down, left and right, and within two clicks, he saw the green signal flare fired by the guide plane. I couldn't help wiping the beads of sweat on my forehead and breathed a long sigh of relief: the task is complete, and I can finally go back to my hometown to get married-wait, what is this inconsequential thing? Should be...... I should finally be able to go back to the restaurant and munch on the big, fatty creamy lobster, ice cream, fruit cake, tender steak, fried fish cutlet, grilled chicken wings, seven-color salad, nine-pin mushroom soup...... That's it!

I just don't know what happened to Sister Cai of Lu Dao - no, it will be fine, she is the invincible trump card in the world, this time she will definitely be able to lay down more planes than that Dongfang Ming who pretends to be handsome everywhere, and rush to the throne of Shanghai Airlines' number one trump card, yes, it must be so, and then I will join my brother to have a lively celebration for her!

After thinking about it, a new order suddenly came from the headset: "I am the leader of the 117th Attack Squadron, and each aircraft will be adjusted to the frequency of the squadron, and the battle damage will be notified in the order of numbering." ”

It just so happened that Wan Yunyang had already checked Xiao Lu's injury, and shouted in the headphones again, Qi Bing urged him to adjust the frequency first, hold his breath, and wait for his turn - her landline was ranked first among the 9 planes in the squadron.

About a minute passed, and there was only an irritating rustle in the headphones, and no one spoke.

"Hey, hey, Qi Bing, Lieutenant Qi, Lieutenant Qi of machine 5, can you hear me? Why don't you speak? ”

The squadron leader broke the silence restlessly, and Qi Bing suddenly froze, and soon realized that the No. 2 to No. 4 planes in front of him were probably ......

After all the battles since Pearl Harbor, Qi Bing, who was already a veteran of the battlefield, quickly adjusted his mood and reported in a calm tone that an officer should have: "The No. 5 machine received it, and now it is reported that the machine gunner was seriously wounded in the head and is trying to bandage it, there are many bullet holes in the wing and rear fuselage, but the control is basically normal, and the engine is a little leaking, but it is an old problem, and it should be able to hold on to the return point, over." ”

"Hiss...... Rustling...... Roger, next, done. "The No. 6 unit reported that there were no casualties in the crew, the damage to the body was not obvious, and everything else was normal, over."

Fortunately, the No. 6 machine is still there, and the situation is quite good-Qi Bing pressed his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"No. 8, No. 8 reported that two people, including the pilot, were injured, but they can still hold on, the body is fine, over-"

Oh no, so the No. 7 machine is also ......

"No. 9 reported that there were no casualties, and the handling and engine were normal, but it was found that the fuel tank was leaking, and it may not be able to make it to the return point...... I'll figure it out again, and I'm done. ”

4 of the 9 planes of the squadron lost contact, and 1 of the 5 surviving planes was seriously injured, is this a special case of this squadron, or is it ...... Qi Bing is unwilling and powerless to think about it, except for Cai Guolan, who can't be contacted for the time being, the only thing she thinks about at the moment is the little brother in the back seat who has followed her all over the world and lived and died together for more than half a year-Sergeant Lu Guoping.

Must-no, surely, survive!