This air battle lasted less than 15 minutes before it ended, and there was no way, the Japanese had too many planes, more than 500 planes, and more than 100 escort fighters alone, and the attack aircraft group of the Huaxia Air Force was really too weak in comparison.

But even so, the young cadets still achieved the record of shooting down 73 Japanese fighters and 66 bombers, and more than 100 flight cadets, from beginning to end, none of them chose to parachute, even if they ran out of ammunition, they would choose to crash into the Japanese fighters without hesitation, accompanied by a sound of "See you at the Martyrs' Shrine!" The public channel finally returned to calm.

At the airport, everyone fell silent, and Director Dai solemnly saluted at the last flame in the air.

"Director, let's go to the bomb shelter, it's not safe here." A chubby middle-aged man surnamed Mao came over and reminded him in a low voice.

"Everyone, line up, it's over, it's our turn, we have to use our bodies to attract the Japanese bombs!" Director Dai ignored him, but turned around and rushed to the military command special force behind him and shouted loudly, he had promised those children that he would not leave the airport, although he did not feel that he was a person who kept his promises, but today, no matter what, he intended to keep his promises.

Next, one, two, three, one hundred, two hundred, three hundred, one thousand - the military command special forces, the Chongqing garrison, the airport garrison, no matter the officers and soldiers walked to the airport one after another, and then lined up neatly, it was very simple, they were using themselves to attract more bombs, every time they attracted a bomb, one less bomb would fall into the city, and if they sacrificed one, they would save several compatriots, and the soldiers chose to sacrifice to fulfill their mission

In the end, even the pilots of the big northern powers and the flight team to aid China also went to the airport one after another, and they wanted to tell these Chinese people that the courage of the Red Army soldiers was not weaker than theirs in the slightest, and that they were not at all weak in their determination to resist fascism, and that they could die together even if they could not continue to fight side by side.

Soon, several Japanese bombers broke away from the group and pounced in the direction of the airfield, seeing that a massacre was about to be staged.

But at this moment, a light fighter jet flew at high speed from a distance, and opened fire decisively at a distance of three thousand meters from the Japanese plane, and a series of 20 mm shells hit it, and a Japanese bomber exploded in volley, almost at the same time, the fighter had narrowed the distance between the fighter and the Japanese plane to 800 meters, and the fighter's two 12.7 mm heavy machine guns also unlocked the safety, and opened fire violently, and another bomber was torn apart by 12.7mm tracer armor-piercing shells.

Just when everyone thought that the fighter was going to pass through the Japanese aircraft group and then prepare for the next attack, this light fighter made a sharp turn and killed the two Japanese bombers who were still diving, and the Japanese bombers at this time also fired, but the poor 7.7mm machine gun was too weak in firepower, boom, boom, in just a few tens of seconds, the two fighters turned into flames.

"It can't be!" At the airport, the air force colonel of the northern power looked incredulous, ultra-high speed, unscientific maneuverability, good climbing performance, in a short period of time, this plane showed incomparable performance, but the key is that he knows the model of this aircraft.

"Comrade Colonel, what do you say?" Mr. Ambassador, who was trying to order the pilots to leave the airport, was similarly puzzled.

"Comrade Ambassador, this, if I am not mistaken, this should be the aircraft of our alliance, it is the Lager-3 fighter!" The colonel shouted excitedly as he pointed to the fighter that was rapidly approaching the Japanese fleet.

"Damn it, Dai, you have to give me an explanation, you are actually stealing the Alliance's new fighters, unforgivable!" Mr. Ambassador was angry all of a sudden, pointed at Director Dai and scolded loudly, Lager-3 fighter, he also knows, even the alliance army is experimental equipment, and it will not be provided to other countries at all.

"No comment!" Director Dai was also shocked at this time, but he was more curious about where the plane came from than Mr. Ambassador's anger.

"Comrade Ambassador, that plane is much more powerful than our Lager-3, our fighter can fire at a maximum of 800 meters, and this plane actually dares to fire at 3000 meters, two, just two shells to destroy a bomber, even I don't think I can do it.

And then there is the speed, the top speed of the Lager-3 fighter is only 575 km / h, but the speed of this aircraft is almost 800 kilometers per hour, even if the engine of the Lager-3 is powerful, the fuselage will not be able to withstand such a high speed, it will disintegrate!

Then there is the maneuverability, which the aircraft still has good maneuverability at high speeds, which even a specialized competition aircraft cannot do. The colonel shouted excitedly in Russian, and he thought more and more that this was a top-secret weapon of the northern powers, and that the state must have concealed the performance of this aircraft and sent it to China for weapons testing, but who was piloting this plane?

While Comrade Colonel was speaking, the Lago-3 fighter that had gone away had shot down four fighters and three bombers in succession, and at this moment it had passed through the Japanese planes, ran over the Japanese, and began to roll call the Japanese planes.

One, two, three, the pilots cherished their ammunition, had locked up the heavy machine guns, and just fired with that 20mm ShVAK cannon, each plane only needed one or two shells to be destroyed, and the Japanese bombers scattered one after another under this pressure, and no longer continued to approach in the direction of Zengjiayan.

The only dozen or so remaining Japanese fighters had already completed the regrouping at this time, and they pounced on the Lager-3, but there was no chance, because the Lager-3 fighters in front of them did not play cards according to common sense at all, and they could only fire their guns at a distance of three thousand meters, and they also used point fire to name the fighters, so that these Japanese pilots could not do it even if they wanted to fight hard, because they had been completely destroyed before they reached the firing distance.

However, it cannot be said that these Japanese fighter pilots did not play a role at all, because just when attacking the last fighter, the pilot of the Lager-3 fighter had already heard the alarm of running out of ammunition, and this Lager-3 fighter, like the original, was only equipped with 120 rounds of 20 mm shells, and even if it was fired in bursts, it would run out one day.

But this Lager-3 fighter did not hesitate, a sharp turn rushed towards the largest group of bombers, two Berezin BS machine guns continued to fire, harvesting the Japanese bombers, during which there were also bombers who tried to pounce and die with him, but the problem is that you can't get close to this guy at all, no matter which direction you approach, the other party will be the first to find and dodge, and then harvest without hesitation.

However, the Japanese bombers who were scurrying in the sky soon discovered that this guy's machine gun was out of ammunition, and the two .50 Berezin BS machine guns combined were only 440 rounds.

"Ninety-seven, my God, this guy shot down ninety-seven planes at one time, which is the record of the demon, and it makes him feel that the world is so unreal.

"Look, what is that guy going to do? Is he going to skydive? At this time, the sharp-eyed pilot saw a cockpit canopy falling off the plane, and everyone's hearts couldn't help but tighten, worried that the pilot was about to parachute, shooting down so many Japanese planes, if he parachuted, the Japanese would hit and kill this guy.

But they soon found out that they were wrong, because the plane in the sky actually spewed out two tongues of fire again, and the pilot actually hid two machine guns in his cockpit? What kind of operation is this, and it's not the First World War, where is there a pilot who has to carry a machine gun himself?

What's even more incredible to everyone is that this guy's bullets seem to be endless, in the process of the plane's level flight, two tongues of fire continue to sweep towards those bombers, under the unscientific accurate shooting, there are constantly bombers destroyed, and none of them are injured, obviously, this pilot is directly aimed at the cockpit.

During this period, there were also Japanese bombers who tried to pounce from the blind spot below the opponent, but the Japanese pilot would never have dreamed that the pilot would drop hundreds of 45mm mortar shells from the sky at once, exploding intensively, and tearing the unlucky bomber apart in an instant.

The people down there are all confused, brother, are you serious? Forget about the machine guns, even the bombs were brought out, are you kidding? Besides, how many machine gun bullets did you bring, and why do you still have bullets? Also, isn't the barrel of the machine gun red yet?

In the end, after more than 50 planes were destroyed, the Japanese bomber group finally couldn't support it anymore, hurriedly dropped the bombs, and turned to run back, oh my god, it's too scary, you don't talk about martial arts, it's good that we don't play with you, right?

"These damn cowards, they all deserve hell!" In an abandoned dock on the Yangtze River, Kazuki Yamato witnessed the progress of the air battle throughout the whole process, and he couldn't help but be furious when he saw that the bomber group had actually given up bombing Chongqing.

"Your Excellency, the military commander has already begun to search this way, and it is time for us to retreat." Ichiro Hirata reminded on the side that he also understood that there was no need to continue this mission, and he could only hope that the Standing Chairman would not survive.

"Chongqing, I will definitely come back!" With that, Kazuki Yamamoto boarded a submarine with his five remaining men.

This transport submarine belonging to the army did not have any naval weapons and was not even equipped with sonar, but if he wanted to leave Chongqing quickly in this situation, Yamamoto Kazuki had no other choice.