Colonel Chennard took off his sunglasses and looked coldly at the Chinese man in casual clothes. Chen Bei scratched his head and was about to explain. Suddenly, Chennard stepped forward and stretched out his right hand and held it tightly with Chen Zikun and shook it hard: "Long time no see General Chen"

He turned his body and held Chen Zikun's hand while introducing to the pilots: "Children asked me to introduce to you this is General Chen Zikun, one of the greatest pilots in China that I often mention, the first Chinese man who flew across the Atlantic Ocean."

The two met Chennard when he was a consultant at the Hangzhou Jianqiao Central Aviation School. Chen Zikun presided over the work of the Aviation Committee and gave Chennard a lot of help to form a deep friendship.

"General, we are about to set off if you are interested, why not kill Japanese monkeys together." Chennard sent a sincere invitation

Chen Zikun laughed heartily: "I'm very interested"

Ruan Mingchuan raised his hand: "I'm going to kill the Japanese too."

Chennard looked at him: "You are"

"He is my friend and a reporter" Chen Zikun said

Ruan Mingchuan raised the camera and gestured: "This is my weapon."

"OK, let the crew arrange a two-seater P40Eagle for you to be a wingman for the general." Chennard commanded Chen Bei with a gentle salute: "yessir"

Chen Zikun asked his son: "Your name is Eagle."

"This is my code name, God Eagle," the young man's proud answer

Chen Zikun didn't have a flight suit and borrowed his son's leather jacket to wear a leather flight hat to climb onto the landline Ruan Mingchuan also made a set of leather jackets and put them on clumsy climbed into the cockpit. Chen Bei stood on the ladder and said with concern: "Dad, will you drive it?"

"Nonsense, your father was wearing open-crotch pants when he was driving a fighter jet." Chen Zikun pulled up the canopy cover and started the engine. Chen Zikun shrugged and climbed down and ran towards his plane

The fighter fleet took off under the leadership of Chennard. According to intelligence, a Japanese bomber fleet was going to bomb the Chongqing Flying Tigers today. The mission is to annihilate these bombers without fighter escort.

The fleet kept the radio silent and flew eastward in the air. The clouds were covered with rivers and lands. Ruan Mingchuan watched the motherland from this angle for the first time. She shed tears and shed tears. What a beautiful and picturesque country.

Suddenly, Chen Zikun discovered an army on the ground along the highway consisting of more than ten trucks and hundreds of infantrymen. From such a height, the car looks like beetles, people, and ants, and cannot distinguish between enemies and us.

Chen Bei, who was flying side by side, made a gesture and dived to check the situation. It turned out that a large group of Japanese infantrymen were carrying sun flags on the marching soldiers wearing yellow military uniforms and bayonets. They saw an airplane passing by, and they waved to them. They thought it was their own aircraft.

After confirming that it was an enemy, Chennard ordered: "Children, this is an appetizer before meals, don't shoot all the bullets."

Fighters roared down and dived and shot, and were shot out on the road. Japanese soldiers were caught off guard and beaten like fallen leaves in the wind and fell into rivers on the side of the road. The horses were killed and injured in an instant. More than a dozen infantry soldiers were killed at the same moment. They were still in a neat queue. It was shocking.

The Japanese Flying Tigers team did not fight and continued to go on the road. Ruan Mingchuan was dumbfounded for a long time without saying anything. Finally he recovered and said: "Good, it turns out that the plane is so powerful, it's just like a heavenly soldier and general. No wonder we can't beat the little Japanese."

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When the information was accurate to fly to Hubei airspace, Chen Zikun saw dozens of Japanese bombers in the distance. The red plaster on the fuselage was extremely dazzling. Perhaps because it was full of bombs, the Japanese plane flew very slowly and arrogantly.

Chennard's order came from the radio: "Attack"

The Flying Tigers were flying P40 fighter jets and dived down, four machine guns under the wings, and fired snake bombers were in chaos. The Japanese army air force occupied absolute air supremacy at all. There was no need to worry about the opponent's fighter jets and anti-aircraft guns. The bombers had never acted alone but did not expect to encounter so many fighter jets intercepted.

This is a one-sided fighter bomber clumsy maneuverability cannot fight against agile fighter jets. Instantly, several were blown up by the air. The rest were hurriedly dropped the bombs to relieve the burden and fled.

Chennard ordered each to fight

The two-plane formation formed by father and son Chen Zikun and his son cooperated to tacitly shoot down six bombers in succession and injured one aircraft dragging black smoke and holding their heads in a hurry. Chen Zikun chased them reluctantly. Finally, the bomber rolled and fell to the ground. A white umbrella flower bloomed in the air. It was a Japanese pilot who parachuted.

Chen Zikun rushed straight over the wing and cut the parachute rope. The pilot fell to the ground like a weight. Chen Bei was stunned. The Air Force and the Army were different. He still retained the style of knights passed down from the battle. He would not harm the enemy pilot who was parachuting. Why did his father do this?

Of course, Chen Zikun understood why he did this for a long time. The unscrupulous strategic bombing of Chongqing has at least a thousand lives on his hands. How can he not kill him?

Chase out in one breath and is far away from the Japanese airport. Chen Zikun called his son by radio: "The Divine Eagle follows me."

"Yes" Chen Bei is also a very adventurous pilot who dares to deal with all challenges

After flying forward for another ten minutes, I found that there were three fighter towers parked alone on the runway of the Japanese field airport. The hangar and the oil depot were clearly visible. It was probably the old nest of these bombers.

Chen Zikun pressed the joystick and dived down, the machine gun swept wildly, interrupting the tower pillar, the oil depot was shot, and the fire broke. The fighter plane on the runway was even beaten to pieces. Ruan Mingchuan was so excited that he almost peed. The camera in his hand kept taking pictures.

Two fighter jets shot back and forth and instantly destroyed the field airport. Suddenly, Chen Zikun saw a Japanese flag at the end of the runway and smiled.

Ruan Mingchuan was happy when he was taking pictures, suddenly feeling the plane was landing and exclaimed: "Old Chen, are you fucking me?"

Chen Zikun ignored him and forced his landing on the bullet-stained runway. The tires hit Ruan Mingchuan's heart and chest

Chen Bei in the sky was so surprised that his eyes were almost glaring out. Dad was going to make a fuss

The two-seat fighter plane stopped at the end of the runway. Chen Zikun pushed the cockpit and jumped down, rushed to the Japanese military flag, grabbed it, folded it hard on his knees, pulled it down and stuffed it into his arms, Ruan Mingchuan leaned out and held the camera and pressed the shutter to record the incredible scene.

A three-wheeled motorcycle rushed in the distance. The machine gunner in the truck kept firing with a crooked handle and kept firing the Japanese commander. It was just angering that the enemy was attacking. It was just that he dared to land at the airport and pull out the flag. This was a huge humiliation to the imperial army.

Chen Zikun quickly climbed onto the plane and jumped into the cockpit. The bullets were already flying in his ears. Suddenly, a loud noise. The motorcycle exploded. The fighter plane driven by Chen Bei almost flew over the ground. The young flying tiger in the cockpit made a victory gesture.

Chen Zikun also reached out to make a V-shaped word to Ruan Mingchuan and said, "Photo take it down."

Ruan Mingchuan was almost crying: "Grandpa, let's go, it's too late if you don't go."

The Japanese airport guards were rushing towards the back of a truck in front, and there was a shirtless guy holding a saber. It seemed that they were really angry with Chen Zikun's actions.

Chen Zikun was calm and started to slide while taking off, pressing the weapon buttons, four machine guns shot the Japanese soldiers with only light weapons and equipment.

Two flying tigers destroyed the Japanese base cleanly and spread their wings and flew away only with their chic backs and a raging fire.

The shirtless sergeant with a saber sat in a pool of blood and cried loudly. The nasal cavity was filled with the smell of rubber and aviation aluminum burning.

Chennard's greetings came from the radio on the return route and learned that the two planes were safely returning to the ship and expressed their congratulations to the two warriors.

"Let me find a pair of pants," said Ruan Mingchuan.

"What to do?" Chen Zikun asked, and the journey back to the flight was relaxed and quiet.

"You owe me a pair of pants when you're wet," said Ruan Mingchuan.

The Flying Tigers returned to Baishiyi Base safely and all the staff were injured.

The last return of Chen Zikun and his son were welcomed by the heroes triumphantly. Their two-plane formation destroyed the Japanese bomber advance base and shot down seven sunny planes. This was the first contribution in this battle.

The Flying Tigers are professional mercenaries composed entirely of Americans. There is no intrigue and corruption in the ***. In fact, the young men never take the ** military rank seriously. Even if the general comes to inspect, they are still careless. When Chennard introduced Chen Zikun, they thought it was a senior official of the National Government who wanted to go to heaven to enjoy a fight. They only realized that this uncle was a real veteran of the air battle.

The warrior only respects the brave Chen Zikun and won everyone's respect for his actions. Everyone flocked to the airport bar, whiskey, brandy, cigars, and various canned meat, canned fruits, and canned food. You can enjoy the food. The film taken out of the fighter's photo gun was quickly sent to the darkroom to rinse to confirm the fruits.

Half an hour later, the war report came out. Preliminary estimates were taken down 22 Japanese bombers, fighters, three oil depots, one hangar, two trucks, fifteen motorcycles, one killing and wounding more than 300 enemy troops.

Everyone is ecstatic that these numbers mean that everyone has a large amount of US dollars to pay

Countless wine glasses hit each other and the Flying Tigers are drunk and drunk. This is the happy life of licking blood from the knife.

At midnight, Chen Zikun was drunk and brought Ruan Mingchuan back home with the back of the jeep filled with boxes of whiskey, Coca-Cola, canned lunch meat and rice

The ladies were all sleeping and fidgeting to see him return safely before they could put their heart back in their stomachs.

Chen Zikun didn't mention the fact that he participated in the battle, but said that he met his old friend, Colonel Chennard, who had cheated some canned foreign wine.

Although Ruan Mingchuan drank a lot, the cold wind woke up again when the cold wind blew. Chen Zikun arranged for him to rest in the guest room and entered the room. He patted the camera and smiled proudly: "I have already thought about the title of Chongqing. I will ask the flying general to kill the general and seize the flag."


Chapter completed!