Fang fighters? The direction of the flight is wrong, and the appearance is something I've never seen before, how many planes? It also does not comply with the formation rules of our own army aviation.

I saw that the comer was violent, raised his head one after another and climbed high, and rushed towards Yang Zhiyong's four-plane team in a swarm, without hesitation, the above is enough to confirm that the other party is an enemy plane.

The enemy was outnumbered, but Yang Zhiyong shook the wings without hesitation, signaled the whole team to "follow me", and increased the throttle to rush towards the enemy group.

Closer, see clearly, the wings are clearly painted with white, blue and red circles, that's right, Russians! What's more, Yang Zhiyong has never seen the Russians send so many planes at once! Impartial, four-to-nine, head-to-head, knightly fighting, no rules, all by courage and subconscious, pressing the trigger when he thinks it is necessary, the intermittent line of fire formed by tracer bullets extends forward, and almost at the same time, more lines of fire are intertwined!

Crackling, there was no time to count a few bullet holes added to the canvas skin, and in the blink of an eye, Yang Zhiyong's landline had drilled through the gap between the two Russian planes, and the wings were close to the wings!

Somersaults, roundabouts, no formation required, catch and kill, pack dog fights, let's go!

As a fighter pilot, Yang Zhiyong naturally has no feeling, his eyes are just tightly locked on the enemy plane that has bitten his tail, accompanied by the enemy plane violently rolling and somersaulting, and the hands and feet reflexively pull, press, step on, and loosen, the landline is like a tamed war horse, more like a light and agile Feiyan, the nose of the plane is aimed at the tail of the opponent - the opportunity is coming! In the flash of light, subconsciously pulling the trigger, the tracer bullet of the Jinling 12 air-cooled heavy machine gun dragged the fleeting light smoke through the propeller - there was a shooting coordination mechanism between the machine gun trigger and the propeller. In order to avoid the bullet hitting the propeller, chase the enemy plane and pounce away......

The first long shot interrupted a horizontal tail of the opponent, and the debris rushed towards it - without blinking, just resign yourself to fate! Trends, forecasts, must be judged the direction of movement of enemy aircraft at the moment when the propeller turns in a circle!

"I want to win! I'm a genius! "Calm down? No, Yang Zhiyong shouted hoarsely in the cabin, and at this moment of life and death, he felt that his true self had fallen from the sky. Possessed by genius, the goddess of victory opens her arms, and her snow-white chest is pressed against her!

Bit, give you bullets, more bullets, Jinling National Arsenal superior quality tracer bullets, as long as one shot hits the fuel tank or engine oil pipe, you can sing hallelujah and go to see the god who sodomized your daddy!

A blazing fireball is coming! Yang Zhiyong pulled up the nose of the plane with a smile and only two rounds of long point shots. The first result was easily credited.

There was no time to confirm the safety of his subordinates, and Yang Zhiyong's eagle-like eyes had already locked on the second prey. An enemy plane that suddenly flew behind him!

It was too late to say that it was too fast, Yang Zhiyong's landline rolled out of thin air, dodged a string of whistling bullets, and then suddenly dived down, biting the enemy plane behind it naturally refused to give up, and fiercely pursued and killed, while chasing and shooting, no opinion, Yang Zhiyong's landline plane wings plus the rear fuselage added dozens of clear bullet holes.

"That's it!"

There are only lines that you can hear, not to cheer yourself up. It's just a polite greeting before sending the opponent to hell - the kinetic energy gained by the landline dive, pushing the throttle enough, and suddenly a lever looks up and pulls it all the way. In the blink of an eye, he flipped a 360-degree rapid short somersault, jumped right behind the enemy plane, and did not need to adjust. The opponent's shadow is in the center of the crosshairs!

Obviously, the other party hadn't reacted yet, Yang Zhiyong excitedly pulled the trigger and fired two long point shots for three or four seconds, the opponent's cockpit burned violently, and then stalled and fell, and the wings broke and flew apart in the air-

The second one!

Two more, two more, plus the small reconnaissance plane that was shot down over Almaty earlier, the first trump card of the Second Air Group will be born!

The third goal is ...... Wait, where is your own wingman?

Looking around, I saw that a "Yundian" in the upper right was being chased by two enemy planes one after another, and the smoke of tracer bullets circled around the friendly plane.

During the chase, Yang Zhiyong subconsciously glanced at the sight, and the enemy plane that fell behind was just in the middle of the cross, and the conditions were launched, and he would be hit with a shuttle.

Unexpectedly, it hit the pilot, and the plane lost control sharply, rolling indiscriminately and falling sharply to the ground, breaking the rear fuselage and half of the wings on the way, and shattering the bones, irretrievable.

There was no time to celebrate today's third victory, and all Yang Zhiyong thought about was to rescue the friendly plane that was rear-ended by the enemy plane as soon as possible - maybe it was his wingman who had fallen behind.

Chasing closer, a long point shot, missed, and when the second shot was fired, Yang Zhiyong found that the two machine guns were not moving.

Stuck at this time? Isn't it about human life! Damn the Jinling factory, damn the army, damn it......

I was cursing in my heart, but my knees had automatically clamped the operating lever, fiddled with the exposed left machine gun with both hands, pulled the shell lever several times, and then pulled the trigger, but it was useless, I pulled it again, and I pulled it again, but it still didn't work!

In the midst of the busyness, the enemy plane chasing the friendly plane obviously sensed Yang Zhiyong's presence, wisely gave up the prey that was about to arrive, and took advantage of Yang Zhiyong's time to fiddle with the machine gun, and a somersault flipped to Yang Zhiyong's rear.

A bullet grazed Yang Zhiyong's scalp and hit the nose engine ground guard with a crisp sound, Yang Zhiyong, who woke up, realized that the danger was behind, and rolled to the left of several 360 degrees in a row, avoiding the first wave of attacks, and then another dive, ready to repeat the old trick, with the high mobility of Yundian, with the rapid short somersault that had just shot down the second enemy plane, to kill the opponent.

Who would have thought that this time the opponent did not immediately chase after him, but shrewdly turned to climb and occupy the commanding power, if Yang Zhiyong somersaulted, he would be easily shot by the opponent in the process of climbing and losing speed.

Yang Zhiyong, who kept looking back during the dive, immediately guessed the other party's attempt, and now if he wants to climb again, he can only die out, and the only way to survive is to enter the ultra-low altitude, use the rolling hills and trees to throw off the opponent, or wait for the opportunity to counterattack.

"Chase after me, kill you, I'm the trump card, the first trump card of the second hangji!"

Yang Zhiyong said in fragments, and continued to lower the operating lever, and the green and undulating earth on the banks of the Irtysh River rushed towards him-

On the ground, on the other side of Semipalatinsk with the rumbling of artillery, General Qian Lan, commander of the Fifth Army, clasped his arms and looked up at the swarm of fighters rolling back and forth like flies in the blue sky, and muttered: "Something is wrong, something is really wrong, when have you encountered so many enemy planes......