As the sun slowly sets, Zhang Tianhao's Zero bomber is still flying in the sky, and has even reached the sky above Nanjing.
Below him, there were five or six fighter jets following him closely, not giving him a chance to land. Even he was full of depression.
After all, the Japanese are very concerned about aircraft. After all, it is a new Zero fighter.
"Damn it, within an hour and a half at most, my plane will run out of fuel!"
Although he filled up the tank in Yan'an, he couldn't fly in the sky all the time, which would make it difficult for him.
The corners of Zhang Tianhao's mouth couldn't help but twitch, and there was even a trace of anxiety in his eyes.
He never thought about being chased and beaten by a Japanese plane. If he hadn't been flying high, he might have been shot down by a Japanese fighter jet.
He was quite helpless and could only fly slowly in the sky, flying along the Yangtze River.
He might not be able to go to Nanjing. At best, he would jump slowly down the Yangtze River. By then, he would have no choice but to take one step at a time.
If that doesn't work, you can only land on the Shangjiang River.
With a touch of uneasiness, he controlled the plane and flew slowly towards Shanghai, while the fighter jets behind him were like a tail, constantly following behind and unable to get rid of it.
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"Report, General, that plane has flown back to Shanghai. It is flying towards Shanghai from the direction of Nanjing, and there are many fighter planes following closely behind it. However, it will be dark soon, and we may not be able to track it.
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In the conference room of the military police, Doi Yuan sat there, listening to the report of his subordinates, his face became extremely ugly. After all, the plane flew to Yan'an.
As for what he was going to do, he didn't know, but it was definitely not a good thing. If that was the case, he was obviously derelict in his duties by sitting in Shanghai.
"Baga, knock it down!"
"General, our ordinary fighter planes can't reach it at all, unless we use Zero fighter jets."
"Let the fighter jets over there take off. The plane must not fall into the hands of the Chinese. It must be captured. No matter how great the loss is, it must be captured."
"Hi!"
The major immediately took the documents signed by Doi Yuan and went out directly to send a report to the airport. After all, it was a bomber now.
However, soon, the major came back and handed over a document.
"Report, the airport refuses to dispatch fighter planes, saying that if they are dispatched now, it will be dark in half an hour at most. It is too dangerous and not suitable for flying."
"Baga, don't they know the importance of this matter? Bring the phone over and I'll call them personally. Baga, are you a bunch of pigs?"
He was also angry and began to curse directly.
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On the Yangtze River, Zhang Tianhao was in an extremely depressed mood. He originally flew to Shanghai, but he looked at the time and saw that it was already half past six. It would be dark in half an hour at most.
"We can't fly any further. Japanese planes may fly over at any time. If Zero fighters are dispatched, it's really possible to shoot them down."
Its maneuverability and combat effectiveness were far inferior to that of a fighter plane, and he did not dare to take risks.
He gently pulled the plane, then turned its head in mid-air and continued flying towards Nanjing. He really didn't want to meet the Japanese Zero fighter.
Otherwise, he will be in danger of death and may even be shot down by the Japanese.
What he has to do now is to stall for time. As long as there is enough time, until dark, everything becomes possible. He may even hide the plane so that the Japanese cannot find it.
But he was just starting to prepare, and not far away, a formation of three aircraft was flying rapidly in his direction.
Those were three Japanese Zero fighter jets that took off from Hongkou Airport. They wanted to fly over and directly killed Zhang Tianhao and blew up the plane.
But Zhang Tianhao didn't know that with his U-turn, the three planes that originally rushed towards him were completely missed, and they could only fly towards Shanghai along the Yangtze River.
Both sides were also chasing each other, and the speed of the plane was also very fast. Even Zhang Tianhao increased the speed of the plane to the maximum and kept flying towards Nanjing.
Just as he was flying, suddenly, his head glanced back, and suddenly his whole body felt bad.
He saw three planes appearing behind him, rushing towards him at a rapid speed, which was not weaker than his plane's speed.
And the height is a little higher than his height.
"Damn it, the Japanese bastards actually sent out Zero fighter jets. Aren't they going to get in trouble with me? They want my life even more!"
He was also quite helpless. Without saying a word, he directly pulled up the control stick, letting the plane generate maximum power and fly towards the distance.
It used to be a leisurely flight, but now it feels like my butt is being burned and I have to fly with all my strength.
The sun in the west has already set, and the entire land has been covered with a faint gray color. In the distance, you can still see a trace of light shining out.
"Damn it, no, we have to fly faster!"
He looked at the time and then at the fuel gauge. The bitterness in the corner of his mouth was getting bigger and bigger, and he even felt a little powerless.
The fuel gauge is about to bottom out, and the plane will run out of fuel in twenty minutes at most. At that time, he will become a living rake for the Japanese.
"Damn bastard, you really don't worry about it."
While he was cursing, he continued to fly forward, and the fighter jets below, as if to protect him, clung tightly to his plane. Although it was only four or five hundred meters away, it was already quite terrifying.
What's more, the fighter jets below would shoot bullets from time to time, making his flight not so smooth.
Although you saw that he was flying quite freely just now, if you are not careful, it is very likely that the aircraft will be destroyed and everyone will be killed.
"snort!"
As he continued to fly, the sky became darker and darker, and endless thoughts flashed through his eyes.
He took out a small wooden stick and pressed it gently on the throttle of the plane. He carefully pushed open the cover of the plane, and then looked at the time.
Five minutes, and another fifteen minutes passed, and the fuel gauge had bottomed out. Now he could only think of other ways, but the Japanese fighter jets were following him closely, giving him little chance to escape.
indivual.
At this moment, he suddenly pushed the steering wheel of the plane downwards, and the entire plane seemed to be weightless and rushed straight towards the water.
And his move made the fighter pilots below also stunned. After all, seeing this situation, they knew that the plane above was out of fuel, or there was not much fuel left.
The fighter planes below immediately swooped down tightly, and they were so fast that even Zhang Tianhao was unable to do anything.
But Jiang's face is also his only escape route, and now it's do or die.
Just when the plane was about to land on the water, Zhang Tianhao stretched the plane's control stick again, causing the plane to fly directly against the water.
I heard the sound of machine gun fire from the fighter jet behind me, causing big holes to appear in many places behind the plane.
Zhang Tianhao had already pushed open the machine cover, and then like a swimming fish, he slid directly towards the river below.
Taking advantage of the darkness of the sky, he descended extremely fast, falling directly to the water like a cannonball, and landed on the water without any help.
