"There is an enemy at six o'clock, separate!" Tetsuzo Iwamoto loudly reminded his colleagues.
The Japanese aircraft in the Japanese aircraft formation pulled the rudder stock one after another to break away from the formation!
At this time, eight Chinese fighter planes had rushed to a position less than a kilometer away from the Japanese aircraft formation, and the airborne machine guns located on the nose of the planes opened fire violently.
But this time, the Japanese aircraft formation, which had been vigilant for a long time, was not caught off guard and was beaten one-sidedly like the previous two times. They basically escaped the attack by relying on their superb driving skills.
Only one was unlucky. It did not escape the ferocious rain of bullets. The fragile belly of the aircraft was hit, and the cabin, which had basically no protection, was penetrated from bottom to top. The terrifying machine gun bullets directly penetrated the Japanese pilots.
The thick butt muscles were almost blown to pieces, and the crazy rolling metal bullets even turned his abdominal cavity into a mess.
The out-of-control Japanese plane rolled over and disappeared from the sight of the eight Chinese fighter planes that rushed over.
Of course, for the bitter-mouthed Japanese ace pilot, the sudden rush of eight Chinese fighter planes from below was not the loss of a mere fighter plane, but the fact that the battle formation that had just been lined up was disrupted again.
Without the cover of their companions, the Japanese planes could only fight on their own, facing the Chinese fighters that were approaching at basically the same height and firing wildly at each other.
Regardless of the number of fighters, the formation, or the performance of the fighters, the 20 Japanese aircraft at an altitude of 3,000 meters are at a comprehensive disadvantage!
The probability of winning was extremely small, but to Tetsuzo Iwamoto, whose eyes were red, it no longer mattered.
After dodging the crazy rain of bullets from the aircraft below, he rushed head-on towards the Chinese aircraft group. At least at this moment, he finally had the opportunity to pull the trigger and fire his first bullet.
The skills of the Japanese ace pilot are indeed incredible. Although he is like a gambler who is about to lose everything at the gambling table, with bloodshot eyes and a mentality that is close to the breaking point, he can still firmly lock a Chinese fighter jet in a high-speed hedging.
A series of precise shots were fired through the mechanical sight.
The 7mm bullets hit the wings, fuselage and even the cockpit of the biplane fighter one after another, causing sparks to fly across the plane.
If nothing else, this will be the first trophy on this battlefield for this Japanese ace pilot who was famous in time and space.
But the facts made Tetsuzo Iwamoto almost confused.
The Chinese plane he hit did not emit fire or smoke. Instead, it continued to fire fiercely. The four machine guns were shining with bright and even dazzling fire. He had to fire two more rounds of bullets before lowering the nose of the plane.
, passing under the Chinese aircraft fleet.
Although he was determined to die, he was still timid at the moment when death was about to come.
When he hit his opponent, the 96 Land Attack Fighter under his seat was also trembling slightly. This was also a sign of being shot. However, he was slightly luckier. The metal bullet sprayed by the enemy fighter plane did not hit the cabin or hit the aircraft.
Wings and engines.
Why were the Chinese so active and vigorous even after their plane was hit? Tetsuzo Iwamoto’s head was full of questions.
You know, he is already flying what is considered the most advanced fighter plane in Japan. Could it be that the fighter planes purchased by the Chinese are so advanced that they can completely defeat the most advanced aircraft in the empire?
This result was difficult for the Japanese ace pilot who had been severely beaten to accept.
The Chinese Air Force has proved their bravery with the loss of hundreds of lives over Songhu, which is indeed admirable.
But this does not mean that the Chinese aircraft are also powerful. The various data of the bi-wing Hawker fighter jets that China imported in large quantities from American cowboys are just scum in the eyes of Japanese pilots.
But now, even though Tetsuzo Iwamoto didn't want to admit it, the biplane fighter in front of him, which should have come from the Northern Furry Bear, completely surpassed the Imperial 96 land attack aircraft in terms of maneuverability and sturdiness.
Iwamoto Tetsuzo's mind is clear enough. Whether it is a high-precision aircraft cannon or a low-end pistol or rifle, the weapons made by Mao Xiong must have one characteristic--sturdiness and durability!
Although the Yi-153's protection for the pilot is not as abnormal as that of the American Thunderbolt aircraft in the middle of World War II, it directly half-wrapped the pilot with a 'big bathtub' made of 15 mm steel plates, preferring to sacrifice mobility to enhance survivability.
However, an 8mm steel plate is also installed behind the pilot's seat, and a 10mm thick steel plate is used as armor protection in front.
A 7mm machine gun bullet may be able to penetrate it at a distance of 200 meters, but it is useless at a distance of 400 meters! Unless it can accurately hit the pilot's head and chest.
This is not because Mao Xiong values the pilot, but because Mao Xiong is reluctant to let the fighter plane crash easily, and the concept that if you save the person, you have a greater chance of saving the fighter plane, this Chinese pilot who was already covered in cold sweat was saved.
No, the loss of this formation, which is mainly composed of rookie pilots, is more than the 10 aircraft so far, and may have to be multiplied by two.
Huang Xinrui, who rushed to high altitude, led his fighter planes to turn again at the edge of the battlefield and merged with the 18 fighters that had just rushed over. Except for one fighter plane that was damaged due to white smoke on its tail, the rest of the fighter planes still had their combat effectiveness.
The radio ordered the damaged fighters to fall to the end, and one fighter plane stayed behind for protection. The remaining 24 fighters once again formed a two-plane formation to face the Japanese formation that also drew an arc in the air and turned its nose.
But at this time, it was 24 versus 17, and the situation had completely reversed!
It's just that the Japanese aircraft's courage has not dissipated, as can be seen from the formation they continued to enter the battlefield.
In the sky, the engines of the fighter planes on both sides roared again, which was a precursor to continuing to accelerate the fighter planes to fight against each other.
This is like an ancient cavalry battle. Both sides charge with spears. Under the protection of a complete formation, even if you stab one of them to death, you will definitely be stabbed to death by the companion next to him. That is almost a law.
But what if there is no formation and it is a group of scattered cavalry? The result is that everyone will face the attack of more than a few guns alone.
In this kind of environment, almost no one can survive. Even if your individual combat power is like that of the King of Chu, the charge of a cavalry team of more than a hundred people will trample you to a pulp.
On the battlefield, individual strength is always small, and all must rely on teamwork to survive on the cruel battlefield.
The same goes for the air battlefield.
"Chinese Air Force, well done!" The white-haired general looked up at the sky, looking at the scene of the two teams of fighter planes strangling together again in the blue sky, and sighed sincerely!
"China, if it weren't for you, Commander Liu and the air force brothers, we would probably be engaged in the defense of Yangcheng right now!" Tang Dao stared at the sky with a deep expression.
If you have not personally experienced this era, you will never know how difficult it is.
"What you see on paper is only shallow, but you know that you have to do it!" Only Tang Dao, who came to this era, knew that the gap between the Chinese and Japanese armies at this time was even greater than what he knew from historical data.
many.
If the bloody battle on the ice sheet more than ten years later was the peace that Chinese soldiers exchanged for their sacrifices, then this long-lasting Patriotic War was completely exchanged for human lives and the sacrifices of soldiers.
, also used by civilians.
Just the 40 million casualties recorded on paper, are there many unknowns? In the future, that is the number of residents in a province with a large population.
Just like this battle in Jindong, although the final casualties of the 921st Division and the 104th Division have not yet been counted, the casualties of the 17th Division have reached 4,000, with a casualty rate of 35%!
Tang Dao estimated that after the war, of the 50,000 Chinese troops sent out this time, no more than 40,000 would be able to walk out of this battlefield standing!
At this time, seeing the proud men in the sky die proudly and calmly, as a person from the future, Tang Dao was naturally filled with emotion!
"I like what you say. Before I, Zhao, took the oath to fight, my biggest dream was to kill more Japanese than the number of people in my 17th Division. Even if I die, I would have no regrets!" The white-haired general couldn't help but hear Tang Dao praising him so much.
He smiled. "However, Commander Tang, when you praise others, don't forget about yourself. One day, you will become an important general in our Chinese army. By then, your nephew will be able to join the army."
It’s up to you to take care of me.”
"I don't dare. Mr. Zhao is serious. You are the elder, and I am on a par with him!" Tang Dao was startled and waved his hands repeatedly.
Master Zhao is now in his forties, which is five years younger than Tang Dao's parents at home. His son is only two years younger than Tang Dao. How can Tang Dao easily take advantage of him.
"Hey, let's go our separate ways. I'm attracted to you, my brother, and I can't run away." Mr. Zhao is also an easy-going person. Seeing what Tang Dao said, he replied with a chuckle.
The two Chinese ground commanders were in a pleasant mood, but the fierce battle in the sky continued, and the artillery fire on the ground became more intense.
After the two sides clashed and shot down five enemy planes again at the cost of two planes, there was only one squadron of Japanese planes left in the sky.
The victory was also completely decided in the low altitude. With the assistance of ground air defense forces, Chinese fighter planes completely defeated the Japanese aircraft formation at the cost of 2 for 7. The few remaining Japanese aircraft had no intention of pulling up and simply fired their engines.
Press the accelerator to the bottom and flee away from the battlefield at high speed.
Four two-plane formations were separated to chase after the Japanese planes. All the remaining fighter planes raised their heads and flew towards the 3,000-meter altitude where the battle was more intense.
Seeing that they were fighting less and less, while the number of Chinese fighter planes was increasing, the remaining 12 Japanese planes became unable to hold on, and the formation began to scatter.
The radio station of the Japanese aircraft, which cannot be heard by the Chinese Air Force, is filled with all kinds of roars. Some suggest evacuation, and some stubbornly want to protect the glory of the Army Aviation. The top commander of the Japanese fighter formation is still fighting hard in the air.
The official's head was buzzing, and he couldn't make the wisest judgment for a while.
In fact, if the Japanese planes decisively withdraw at this time, at least more than 20 of the 74 fighter planes can be retained. Although the air battle is destined to be lost, with the current record of 14 to 40, especially on the Chinese side, there is still a fierce ground force.
When air defense participated in the war, the faces of the Japanese North China Front Army's Provisional Army Aviation Corps were not pressed to the ground and rubbed.
But the threshold of Japanese self-esteem is indeed too high. This long-standing inherent pride makes it difficult for Iwamoto Tetsuzo and others to accept the outcome of a big defeat.
With the morale of the troops already dispersed, the order to evacuate was still delayed.
Therefore, as time goes by, more cruel failures are waiting for them ahead.
It is indeed difficult to admit failure, but those who do not know how to admit failure will be further away from success!
As the Japanese pilots had various thoughts but couldn't leave, the possibility of starting a group mission was gone.
The gradually growing Chinese fighter formations each drew a wonderful arc in the sky. Huang Xinrui keenly saw that the Japanese fighter pilots had lost their morale, so he decisively ordered them to disperse, forming a formation of two aircraft, and began to shoot up the sky.
The remaining Japanese aircraft launched a chase.
In the sky, the most brutal pursuit battle began.
The Japanese planes were also tenacious enough. Even though their morale was demoralized, they still did not withdraw from the battlefield and fled into the distance without receiving the order to retreat. Instead, they came back to fight and fought with the chasing Chinese fighter planes.
Judging from this point alone, the Japanese Army Air Force pilots have not lost their pride. They also have the unique tenacity of soldiers.
He is an extremely difficult opponent.
The Japanese Army Air Force pilots in the sky had already achieved such a poor record and were still holding on, but their friends on the ground who were eagerly waiting for their help burst into tears.
Not only were the "turkeys" falling from the sky one by one, most of them were Imperial Air Force aircraft with sun flags painted on their tails, which made them feel extremely humiliated.
What's even more terrible is that the Chinese fully adhered to the tactical concept of "killing others while they are sick", and more ferocious bombardment began.
The artillery fire was fierce, even more exaggerated than in the previous two hours, especially the 105 howitzer that they were once proud of, and they were throwing 20 kilograms of shells at no cost.
Is it possible that the Chinese robbed the arsenal of those idiots in the 21st Division?
Don't tell me, the minds of people who have been beaten will often suddenly clear up. If Tang Tuanzuo hadn't led a raid on the baggage squadron of the Sixth Division, he really wouldn't have had so many large-caliber artillery shells to throw at the 39th Infantry Brigade.
On the unfortunate guy's forehead.
Why did the baggage squadron of the Sixth Division immediately get discouraged and take the initiative to stay away from the trucks when they saw that the Chinese side was not shy about firing mortars and large-caliber heavy machine guns at the convoy?
That's because they know very well that the trucks are full of 20-kilogram-class shells for the 105 howitzer. Once detonated, the Chinese will not waste any more ammunition and can directly blow them into ashes.
Even among the Chinese army who regard death as their own, aren't there many Huang Jiguang and Dong Cunrui? There is a saying that goes like this: Since ancient times, no one has died, but he will be scared when the end comes!
Five trucks and 10 carriages carried up to 800 105 howitzer shells, enough to keep three 105 howitzers at full output for three days!
Even a rock the size of the Eight Immortals Table and an underground bunker dug eight feet into the ground could only be wiped out by the power of such artillery shells, not to mention that the temporary trenches dug by the Japanese infantry would never exceed 1 meter.
Even if they are not killed by artillery shells, the rocks flying all over the sky can still smash the Japanese infantry lying in the trenches crying half to death!
The stone mountain of Taihang Mountain is simply tailor-made for artillery. Previously, Chinese soldiers suffered heavy losses in Japanese artillery fire, but now they have returned intact.
But, do you think it’s over?
On the contrary, what suffered more than the Japanese troops on the outer perimeter was the Japanese troops further inside, although the shelling they encountered was much smaller.
But as the saying goes, what is more painful than the physical body comes from the spiritual level!
The mental system of the Japanese troops inside collapsed after experiencing a burst of smoke on that hillside.
That burst of gunpowder smoke was not caused by a plane collision or heavy artillery bombardment, but by a 60-mm cannon equipped by the Chinese army with a range of only 1,500 meters!
There is a Chinese poem that goes: You are looking at the scenery on the mountain, and the people at the bottom of the mountain are looking at you!
When it comes to men and women, this is romance!
But when on the battlefield, when a man looks at a man, he is really only lusting after his body! Nothing else is involved.
This chapter has been completed!