Chapter 719: A Difficult Air Defense Battle

Under the June sun, over the city of Nanjing, there is a layer of light blue smoke, the pungent smell of gunsmoke, scattered in the streets and alleys where lilacs are in full bloom, the smoke is up and down, it is a rain of death bullets fired at each other, this is a life-and-death struggle with a disparity in strength, more than 100 Japanese fighters, ghostly shuttle to all corners of the low altitude of Nanjing City, there are some arrogant Japanese pilots, almost the belly of the fighter, rubbed the roof of the high-rise building, stirred up the air waves, overturned the body of the Chinese soldiers, From time to time, soldiers fell from the tall buildings to the ground, and the red blood bloomed into a terrible clump of blood.

The balance of victory was constantly tilting towards the Japanese pilots, Tang Qiuli in the command headquarters was so anxious that he paced back and forth, dozens of staff officers, calmly, staring intently at the commander-in-chief, as if to see the hope of victory from him, the tactics adopted by the Japanese fighters made Tang Qiuli's pre-arranged tactics almost ineffective, and exposed great shortcomings and loopholes, which he did not expect.

The shape shì became more and more passive, Tang Qiuli wanted to grab the outside phone on the table several times, and ordered Gao Zhihang's destroyer troops to rush to support, but he could not make up his mind, the Japanese fighters hovering over Nanjing like evil eagles, at least more than one hundred and twenty, far more than the existing number of planes of the Chinese Air Force, after Gao Zhihang's destroyer troops entered the war, in order to avoid accidental injury, the anti-aircraft fire on the ground will stop shooting, forming a situation in which the fighters of the two sides fight each other. Tang Qiuli once again denied his thoughts.

He sighed deeply in his heart, and could only hope for the soldiers' will to fight, gritted his teeth and persevered until the Japanese fighters ran out of fuel and returned home, so that they could take a breath, readjust their deployment, and make up for all the loopholes, and on the four Japanese Navy aircraft carriers anchored in the sea off the mouth of the Yangtze River, all the bombers were already fully loaded with bombs and ready to go, and just waiting for the news from the fighter group to pour tons of bombs into the city of Nanjing.

The struggle between the air and the ground continued, the Japanese fighters still had the upper hand, almost taking the laurels of victory in their hands, the commander of the Japanese fighters, who was already preparing to issue an order to let the bombers take off, suddenly burst into the empty streets of Nanjing, including every window of the high-rise building, and suddenly shot a dense number of bullets, not the crisp howling of anti-aircraft machine guns, not the dull roar of heavy machine guns, but the salvo of tens of thousands of rifles, thousands of submachine guns, and hundreds of light machine guns, like countless dots of Venus, rising from the ground.

This sudden firepower, into the roar of anti-aircraft fire, for the Japanese fighters, but it is a fatal threat, even at ultra-low altitude, it is impossible to fly on the ground, extremely low altitude, at this time has become the Achilles heel of the Japanese fighters, the victory or defeat is often in an instant, the situation is reversed, rifles, submachine guns, light machine gun bullets, one after another into the fuselage of the Japanese plane, one bullet is not enough to kill, but hundreds of bullets, still the Japanese fighter into a sieve.

Dozens of Japanese fighters fell to the ground with a wail, and more of them dragged the smoke to climb desperately, and the anti-aircraft guns could finally speak again, and in the sky, more than 40 Japanese fighters were shot down, and the Japanese fighters, who had little fuel and ammunition left, desperately fled in the direction of the open sea, and they fell short, and they were not able to completely destroy the anti-aircraft fire of the Chinese army.

The sudden change made Tang Qiuli lose his ability to judge in an instant, he couldn't figure out what was going on outside, but the Japanese fighters withdrew from the airspace of Nanjing, this was a good opportunity, he immediately ordered Gao Zhihang to immediately dispatch to intercept the returning Japanese fighters, and strive to shoot down more than half.

Gao Zhihang, who had been waiting for a long time, was the first to rush into the blue sky after the order sounded the flight alarm, and behind his fighter plane were 63 fighters of the Chinese Air Force, which was all the strength, Gao Zhihang did not leave a hand behind, he believed that the order issued by Commander-in-Chief Tang to attack at this time was an excellent opportunity for the destroyer unit.

At the mouth of the Yangtze River, Gao Zhihang led the fighter group to catch up with the Japanese fighter group that was returning from the formation, he immediately became excited, don't look at the Japanese fighters, it is more than double the number of his own, the planes that can return to the sea, lack of fuel and ammunition, attack at this time, only take advantage of the advantage and do not suffer losses, figuratively speaking, the little devil's plane is bare-handed, his own plane group is fully armed, after he gave the order to attack freely, the first to rush towards the direction of the most dense Japanese plane.

One side had no intention of fighting, just now suffered a loss, frightened, frightened, one side was in full swing, holding back a momentum, down the mountain like a tiger, the fighters of both sides immediately entangled together, flying up and down, the machine guns brisk "clucking" non-stop, the Japanese aircraft group was shot from behind by Gao Zhihang's arrow, rushed into a mess, and it took a while to divide a small group of fighters, fight with Gao Zhihang, and cover most of the fighters to return to the aircraft carrier.

Gao Zhihang picked up a big bargain, in the case of his own plane was not lost, shot down can only desperately dodge, and no bullets to return fire of the Japanese fighter 31, the Japanese fighter has fled away, Gao Zhihang has not yet enjoyed, he was about to order the group to continue the pursuit, Tang Qiuli's words, in the heart of the sound, had to have an unwilling to return home, fortunately at the critical time, he controlled his belligerent psychology, did not bury the Chinese Air Force.

The anti-aircraft firepower of the Japanese naval fleet is also superior among the fleets of other countries, and Gao Zhihang's attack on two fleets with only 63 fighters and more than 100 Japanese warships with four aircraft carriers is tantamount to falling into the mouth of a tiger, and even the anti-aircraft firepower on the periphery cannot break through, and even if a fighter plane that enters the inner air defense circle and does not carry heavy bombs or torpedoes, how much damage can it do to the warship.

Unless you use your plane as a bomb and directly hit a Japanese warship, how much money can you do so? This is also the sorrow of the Chinese Air Force, there is not a single torpedo bomber in all its possessions, if the returning Japanese fighters refuel and add bombs to the air, their fleet will immediately fall into a heavy encirclement, and they will not be able to get out of the battle, and the Japanese fighters who have suffered losses in the skies over Nanjing will not be able to let them go, and not a single plane will want to come back.

Gao Zhihang's group of planes swept over Nanjing, a few fireworks on the ground, the complete appearance of the city, he was quite surprised, suffered from two attacks by hundreds of little devil bombers and fighters, the damage to the entire city was minimal, this is an unbelievable result, perhaps, only Commander-in-Chief Tang can create such a miracle, he secretly thought.

The last little devil's fighter plane disappeared from view, Wang Genbao fell headlong on the sandbag fortifications, so tired that he didn't want to lift his eyelids, the muscles and bones in his body were almost numb, his throat was hot and uncomfortable, a long cut was cut by a bullet on his shoulder, his muscles rolled terribly, the blood had solidified on his arm, there was no pain, the strength of his body had been drained, and the super intensity of the battle just now had exhausted every bit of energy and body in his body.

He didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to lie here forever, until someone pushed him on the shoulder, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that almost all the brothers who were alive were just like him, lying there in prostration, panting with his mouth wide open, and Wang Genbao used a lot of strength to barely get up and check on the brothers one by one.

One of his ammunition men was killed, there were several blood holes in his chest, the bullets of the little devil fighter jet penetrated his body, his face was pale with blood loss, his eyes showed no signs of life, and there was still a trace of childish innocence, staring at the blue sky above his head where the smoke had not yet dissipated, the afternoon sun in June in the south of the Yangtze River was wantonly sprinkled on the body that had just been stretched, Wang Genbao's heart was as uncomfortable as a knife, he was still a child who had just turned seventeen, and he had followed him for less than half a year.

Turning his face, Wang Genbao gently closed his eyes for this young soldier, suffered heavy losses, the corpses of the brothers who died in battle, maintained the posture before his death, his firepower point, killed fifteen brothers, almost half of the wounded, the head with long firepower, was cut off by the bullet, and he couldn't see the appearance before he was born, but it was deeply rooted in Wang Genbao's heart, and at such a price, he shot down seven little devils' planes, among them, Wang Genbao himself shot down five, in all the heavy machine gun fire points, not the most, but his personal record is the most.

The reason for changing the outcome of the air defense battle in the afternoon was also clearly investigated: It was the soldiers of the second company and the first platoon of the 3rd Regiment of the Huangyadong Air Defense Brigade of the Independent Division who used light weapons to fire at the Japanese fighters; after camouflaging their antiaircraft guns, they immediately withdrew into a nearby building.

With a belly full of anger and anger, a platoon of soldiers, hiding in the building, looking at the little devil's plane, from time to time to dive and climb in front of the eyes, the close throw of bricks can be smashed on the two dazzling plasters on the wings, watching the beloved anti-aircraft guns in the artillery position, splashing strings of sparks, a long platoon is really angry, regardless of the Suomi submachine gun in his hand, towards the Japanese fighter is a shuttle.

A miracle happened, this Japanese fighter jet suddenly trembled violently, and fell to the ground, and the soldiers in a row looked at the imperishable little devil plane just now, and burned into a fireball in the blink of an eye, and the unlucky Japanese pilot was directly killed by a platoon of submachine gun bullets.

The soldiers who woke up and came to the taste raised their guns one after another, and soon spread widely, the soldiers with guys in their hands, regardless of rifles or other guns, as long as they saw the shadow of the little devil fighter, they raised their guns and shot, and no matter whether they could shoot or not, they couldn't stand up to tens of thousands of guns to shoot, and there would always be bullets hitting the planes.

If such a thing is publicized, with the dog character of the Japanese, the Japanese pilot is so angry that he vomits blood, or commits suicide by caesarean section, there should be a lot of people, after understanding the reason for the incident, Tang Qiuli in the Air Defense General Headquarters has a lot of emotion in his heart.

(To be continued)