Although the Japanese machine gunners ran hard, their speed was as fast as the P51 Mustang fighter.

Before these guys could run out a few steps, a large 12.7mm caliber machine gun bullets were chased and fired.

"ah!"

“Ahhhh…”

Many Japanese machine gunners were shot several times, and their bodies were shot into sieves by bullets, and they died on the spot.

A small number of Japanese men were also shot in the legs and fell to the ground in pain.

"Buzz!"

“Buzz!”

Just as Yang Jing was planning to kill all the Japanese machine gunners, the sound of the plane's engine suddenly came from the northwest sky.

Yang Jing picked up the telescope and cast his sight a few kilometers away. There were two Japanese Type 95 fighter jets.

The Type 95 fighter is the last biplane fighter of the Japanese Army.

In 1934, Nakajima and Kawasaki competed for the new type of fighter jet of the Japanese Army. Although Nakajima's Ki-11 monoplane fighter was faster than Kawasaki's Ki-10 biplane fighter jet, the Ki-10 won the bid with better fighting and climbing performance. The Japanese Army named the Ki-10 Type 95 fighter jet.

Because 1935 was the year of the Imperial Academy of Japan, the Type 95 fighter can be said to be an improved version of the Type 92 fighter, which greatly reduces its weight and wind resistance and uses metal three-blade propellers.

This type of fighter flies extremely fast and is particularly sensitive during combat. At a height of 3,000 meters, the fastest speed of the Type 95 fighter can reach 450 kilometers per hour. At that time, I wanted to be excellent among the fighter jets of various countries.

This high-performance biplane fighter made great contributions to the Japanese army's seizure of air supremacy in the early days of the war of aggression against China.

Of course, although the Japanese Type 95 fighter's flight speed is fast, it still has a gap between heaven and earth and the p51 Mustang fighter whose extreme speed can reach 708 kilometers per hour.

"Damn's fighter jet group came so quickly?"

Seeing the Japanese fighter jets flying over, Yang Jing quickly put down the telescope in his hand and said to the radio headset: "Old Guo! The mission is over, return immediately!

You go first, my palace behind me!"

"yes!"

Guo Shaoqing didn't think too much, and immediately controlled the No. 2 fighter plane to turn around and quickly rushed towards Yuexi.

Seeing Guo Shaoqing's No. 2 fighter plane instantly throwing him away, turning into a small black dot in the sky, flying further and further, the Japanese aviation soldiers were all stunned.

Soon, they seemed to remember something again.

China does not seem to have aircraft with a speed of more than the Type 95 fighter jet. If there are, it will be only a fighter jet of the Tiger Regiment.

After the Battle of Yingshan, the Japanese Aviation Corps of the 1st Aviation Flight Regiment was all psychologically shattered by the P51 Mustang fighter piloted by Yang Jing.

A whole flight regiment dispatched hundreds of fighter jets, but not only failed to shoot them down, but was shot down more than 20 aircraft in succession by the opponent.

So, after reacting, the Japanese air force couldn't help but feel a chill on their backs.

However, when they saw the slow No. 2 fighter jet driven by Yang Jing, the Japanese aviation soldiers showed cold smiles on their faces.

He quickly manipulated the fighter jet and accelerated to chase.

"Buzz!"

“Buzz!”

The Japanese fighters were marshalled in three as one, and they all added the accelerator to the maximum. After a while, the fighters chased and bit behind the Wuling Shenji's chrysanthemum.

"If I spray the flag of my Great Japanese Empire, can't I recognize it?"

The captain of the 2nd Air Flight Team, Kawabai Ichiro immediately ordered to the airborne radio: "The 1st Formation, intercept from the left, the 2nd Formation? Intercept from the right! Chase immediately and destroy this damn Chinese fighter jet!"

"Hayi!"

The two Japanese aviation soldiers who were driving the aircraft responded, immediately with their respective wingmen, scattered from the left and right sides, and opened fire and fired the No. 2 fighter plane in front.

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"Da da da da!"

The machine gun in front of the head of the Type 95 fighter opened fire and the bullets suddenly shot out like a storm, forming eye-catching bullet links in the sky.

"Yo Xi! I just like your personality of remembering food and not beating!"

Yang Jing's mouth raised slightly, showing a sinister and cunning smile like a fox.

He was calmly manipulating the No. 1 fighter plane to move up and down.

"Swish swish swish!"

The bullet carried the sound of wind shaking the air? It hit hard.

Although the momentum was terrifying, it was all avoided by Yang Jing.

"Baga! This damn bastard has some skills!"

Ichiro Kawabata cursed and scolded: "Continue shooting!"

The Type 89 heavy machine gun on the Japanese fighter plane kept firing, and the bullets were flying in the air.

As the fighter plane changes direction left and right, it is like the god of death dancing with a long whip in his hand.

"Damn? It's time for me now!"

Yang Jing seized the time and pulled the joystick violently. The No. 1 fighter immediately turned over like a kite and made a 360° spiral in the air.

While avoiding the attack of the Japanese bullet rains, two combat formations? Six Type 95 fighters also flew over.

And the Japanese fighter jet formation that was originally chasing behind them suddenly turned into a chrysanthemum facing Yang Jing.

"Baga! No, we're trapped!"

This scene is really familiar, because many of these Japanese pilots have experienced the Battle of Yingshan.

Even after more than two months, that scene is still vivid in my mind, and it has become their lingering terrifying shadow.

Ichiro, who was rushing behind the scenes, immediately shouted at the radio headsets, "Danger! Dodge! Quickly, dodge!"

In fact, Ichiro Kawabang's position can completely attack Yang Jing.

But he did not dare to fire. The reason is very simple, that is, in addition to the No. 1 fighter jet controlled by Yang Jing, there were also six Type 95 fighter jets in front of him.

The rash fire may not hit Yang Jing, but instead shot down his own fighter plane.

"Hayi!"

The Japanese Air Force responded and immediately dodged left and right.

How could Yang Jing let them go easily?

After adjusting the position, push the joystick immediately.

"Buzz!"

“Buzz!”

The engine roared even more violently. Under the push of the engine, the No. 1 fighter jet suddenly rushed forward like a horse that broke out.

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Immediately, Yang Jing decisively pressed the attack button.

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The 6 12.7mm caliber Browning heavy machine guns immediately roared angryly, and in an instant, thousands of bullets were shot out.

With such a dense firepower, the Japanese aviation soldiers almost broke the joystick, and the fighter could not avoid all the bullets.

"Bobobo!"

"Bobobobobobobobo!"

The thin-skinned armor outside the Japanese plane could not stop the machine gun bullets at all. One of the fighters was instantly punched out more than 10 transparent holes.

Several of the bullets hit the fuel tank under the wings and caused combustion.

Fire borrows the wind, and wind helps the fire power.

In an instant, the fire spread to the entire wing.

Soon, the fighter lost control and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!