Through the rearview mirror, Yang Jing found the Japanese fighter jets chasing him. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, relaxed the accelerator, and took the initiative to slow down the navigation speed.

"Yosi! The Chinese fighter's performance is just behind. Open fire immediately and kill that damn Chinese fighter!"

Seeing that the distance between the enemy and us was getting closer quickly, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and decisively pressed the attack button.

"Da da da da!"

The airborne machine gun suddenly let out a deafening roar, casting a series of hot bullets, pouring over to the P51 Mustang fighter jet controlled by Yang Jing.

Almost at the same time, the other Japanese air force also pressed the attack button.

For a moment, even more dense bomb rain poured out, like gorgeous lasers in the sky.

On Luoxia Ridge, Yu Zongping, Ye Yun, Zhou Zichen and others couldn't help but feel sad for Yang Jing.

The 1st Battalion Commander Sun Yu urged again: "Captain, hurry up and kill, it will be too late!"

In the sky, just when the Japanese fighter jet group in the rear was less than 200 meters away from Yang Jing, he suddenly pulled up the height of the fighter jet, and then took advantage of inertia to make a 360-degree backflip.

The distance of 200 meters may take half a minute for infantry to cross, but for fighters that are sailing rapidly, it only takes a blink of an eye.

When the Japanese air force reacted, the fighter plane controlled by Yang Jing was no longer in his sight.

“It’s amazing!”

On the Luoxia Ridge, Yu Zongping couldn't help but clenched his fist hard. For some reason, he always felt that the friendly combat function in the sky could bring them miracles, so he lowered his voice and said to Sun Yu: "Don't worry first, let's wait and see!"

...

In the sky, Yokono Kitan said with anger: "Baga! Where did that damn Chinese fighter go?"

A Japanese pilot said anxiously: "Captain, he...he is behind us!"

"Damn it!"

Jintian Yongnan cursed inwardly and scolded: "Change the direction immediately and shoot him down!"

"Hayi!"

A group of Japanese pilots responded with a loud promise and immediately turned around again to chase the P51 Mustang fighter jet controlled by Yang Jing.

However, Yang Jing did not even look at them, and then turned around and rushed straight to the Japanese bomber formation.

"Baga! How is this possible? How can the performance of the Chinese fighter jets be stronger than that of the Imperial Army?"

Jintian Yongnan kept increasing the accelerator, but found that not only did he fail to get closer to Yang Jing, but he was thrown farther and farther away. The expression on his face suddenly became extremely exciting.

Another Japanese aviation soldier seemed to have noticed an abnormality and shouted to the radio: "No! We have fallen into the trap. The target of the Chinese aviation soldier is the Imperial Army bomber!"

Although Japanese bombers have machine guns and cannons for self-defense, their air-to-air capabilities are far from comparable to fighter jets. Generally, when performing bombing missions, there will be a cooperative cover for fighter jets, which is also guaranteed.

Therefore, after seeing Yang Jing's flight skills, the cold sweat on Jinda Yongnan's face suddenly flowed down, and he shouted loudly: "Baga! Hurry up, stop that damn Chinese fighter jet!

Hurry! Hurry!"

The Japanese aviation troops who controlled the captain of the bomber also learned about Yang Jing's intention through the radio station, and immediately scattered birds and beasts, controlled the bomber to scatter and flee everywhere.

However, the flight speed of Japanese bombers is even lower than their fighters, and it is even less than that of their fighters, and it is even less than that of the more advanced P51 Mustang fighter.

Soon, a bomber formation composed of a chief aircraft and two wingmen was caught up by Yang Jing.

At that time, the distance between the two sides was less than 200 meters, and this distance was still shortening over time.

"Da da da da!"

Yang Jing pressed the attack button expressionlessly, four 12.7mm-caliber Browning heavy machine guns, and four 7.62mm-caliber light machine guns, and also made a deafening roar.

The dense rain of hot bullets poured into the airspace ahead.

"Bobobo!——"

Several bullets hit a fuel tank under the wingman wing on the left.

"Bang bang bang!"

The bullet hit the fuel tank, which quickly penetrated the thin iron-made fuel tank and caused a fire.

The fire soon spread to the entire wing, and the entire enemy plane quickly lost its effective control, emitting fire and smoke, swaying to the north, and finally completely lost control, plunged into the mountain stream, and exploded with a "boom".

Immediately afterwards, the bombs carried by the bomber also exploded, making a more violent explosion.

A few kilometers away, Ogisu's army was clearly heard.

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, shoot down 1 enemy bomber, and explode 1 pilot training mastery; merit value +2000, experience value +2000."

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, killing 1 enemy aviation lieutenant, 10 flight jackets, 10 pairs of flight goggles; merit value +200, experience value +200."

Seeing this, the other two Japanese pilots were frightened to the point of being all over the dead and fled again.

Among them, the Japanese pilot who was flying the long plane opened the cabin and threw down the bombs he carried in order to speed up the navigation.

However, the Japanese aviation soldier was panicked and did not notice that he was just above the Japanese attack position on the ground.

The bomb suddenly fell to the ground, and immediately bombed all the Japanese infantry hidden around the landing point into the air.

For a moment, there were many deaths and injuries!

Behind, Ogisu's army was "fortunate" to witness this scene, and his eyes turned dark. After cursing "Baga Yalu", he fainted.

"Your Excellency the Division Commander, Your Excellency the Division Commander!"

"Sanitation officer, sanitation officer!"

Qiu Yongli and other Japanese staff members were shocked.

...

The picture is pulled back into the air.

The other Japanese pilots followed suit, regardless of whether they were their own positions or enemy positions, they threw down all the bombs they carried.

Anyway, the lives of these pilots are much more expensive than those of the army. Even if they are scolded afterwards, they are better than those of the plane being destroyed and people being killed.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom!"——"

Although most of the bombs fell in the unmanned area, there were still some bombs landing on the Japanese attack positions.

Ribi Ogisu saw this scene as soon as he woke up.

His eyes turned dark again and he fainted again.

"Secretary Commander!"

"Secretary Commander!"

"Sanitation officer!"

"Sanitation officer!"

The Japanese staff around him hurriedly gathered around him and shouted for the health officer.

Qiu Yongli served in the Kanto Army for many years and was considered a Chinese master. He immediately stretched out his thumb and pinched Ogisu to establish his troops.

I don’t know if I am worried about Ribuki Ogisu’s illness or revenge for personal revenge.

The attack became dark, and his fingernails broke all the people who stood up in Ogisu.

A trace of red blood stains oozed out from it.
Chapter completed!