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Chapter 686 Hunting Wild Ducks

"How long has it been and you are still thinking about painting stars on the fuselage?"

Qu Wentai cursed impatiently: "Hurry up and intercept the Japanese bombers. We must not let them drop bombs into Tonggu City!"

The wingman turned around and saw that there were still three or four Zeros in the sky resisting tenaciously, but the remaining eight bombers did not escape. Instead, they flew towards Tonggu with all their strength.

Seeing this, the wingman was startled.

Only then did he notice that the bombers dispatched by the Japanese army were the Army's Type 1 heavy explosive aircraft. Each of these aircraft could carry four 250-kilogram high-explosive bombs. If they were not intercepted quickly, there would be eight tons of bombs in a few minutes.

It fell on the heads of the Tonggu defenders.

"Everyone, be careful not to get entangled with the Zeros. Rush up immediately to disrupt their formation and shoot them down!"

Captain Ma Zhanxiang’s voice came from everyone’s headphones.

Everyone knows that there are more than 5,000 officers and soldiers of the 200 Division in Tonggu City below them. Once these eight Type 1 heavy explosive aircraft drop the eight-ton bombs they carry, the 200 Division does not know how many people will be killed or injured.

"follow me!"

Qu Wentai only said one sentence and took the lead in rushing towards the Japanese aircraft formation.

The wingman following Qu Wentai immediately saw a heavy explosion. The turret on the roof and the porthole turret flashed with flames, and dense tracer bullets dragged out tracks in the air.

When he flew more than 300 meters, Qu Wentai pushed the control stick violently and rolled quickly. As he did this, more than a dozen bright orange bullets passed around him.

At this time, other fighters that had withdrawn their hands also launched similar attacks from all directions at the same time, some dived from high altitudes, and some dived from horizontal directions.

Faced with the all-round attack by the Panda fighter jets, the Japanese aircraft formation also took the risk, and tracer bullets flew everywhere in the sky.

"No, I was shot!" Before he could finish his words, a Panda fighter plane cut into the fleet and had a large piece of its wings cut off in the intensive crossfire, and then plummeted towards the ground with thick smoke.

Seeing that his own plane was shot down, team leader Ma Zhanxiang shouted on the radio: "0036, glide in the direction of Tonggu, and then parachute!"

"clear!"

Of course, the pilot knew that Tonggu City was surrounded by two Japanese divisions. If he happened to land in the Japanese territory, he would probably have no choice but to commit suicide.

Watching the pilot struggling to fly towards Tonggu in the smoke-belching Panda fighter jet, Qu Wentai felt secretly resentful.

Although one fighter plane was shot down, the pilots of the Panda Team were not afraid at all. After taking care of all the Zeros, the remaining seven fighters still used sharp offensive efforts to disrupt the Japanese aircraft formation.

These seven fighter planes were like ballet dancers on a stage, evading maneuvers in dense ballistic trajectories. The originally dense formation quickly became scattered due to the evasive maneuvers of Japanese pilots, and the power of the dense firepower network was greatly reduced.

Soon, Qu Wentai aimed the nose of a Type 1 heavy explosive aircraft.

"It's you!" Qu Wentai pressed the firing button without hesitation. The four 12.7mm machine guns on the wings fired armor-piercing incendiary bombs one after another from a distance of less than a hundred meters into the Type 1 heavy explosive aircraft.

The nose of the machine.

He clearly remembered that this bomber had the most ferocious firepower just now. It was not until the moment of impact that Qu Wentai pulled up the control stick and passed the Type 1 heavy explosive aircraft with black smoke coming from the nose.

"Qu Wentai, destroy that pilot plane!" At this time, captain Ma Zhanxiang's roar sounded in Qu Wentai's headphones.

Everyone understands that in any bombing formation, the pilot aircraft must be flying at the front, and all bombers will follow it to drop bombs.

At this time, Qu Wentai's position was just above the Japanese bomber group. He suddenly made a big turn in the air and rushed into the chaotic bomber formation. The fighter opened the throttle and rushed towards the Type 1 heavy explosive aircraft at full speed, and then the guns and guns were fired.

The four 12.7mm machine guns fired armor-piercing explosive and incendiary bombs into the nose of the Type 1 heavy explosive machine.

I saw the Type 1 heavy explosive machine began to shake, then veered to the right, and at the same time puffs of thick smoke came out, and soon it lost control and rushed to the ground.

Qu Wentai's team and the Japanese troops were fighting fiercely in the sky. The officers and soldiers of the 200th Division in the same ancient city were also resisting the Japanese attack. Therefore, the fierce battle in the sky was clearly seen by the Japanese troops on the ground and the officers and soldiers of the 200th Division in the city.

"Master... look... it's a plane, our plane!"

Liu Shuren, the leader of the engineering regiment, pointed to the sky and shouted excitedly. In the sky, he saw several planes painted with the Qiangtian Bairi insignia, furiously attacking six or seven Japanese bombers.

Tongues of flame kept spurting out from the wings. From time to time, Japanese bombers were beaten until black smoke erupted, and they even fell headfirst to the ground.

"Good fight, let's fight again!" On the ground, the officers and soldiers of the 200 Division who were actively resisting the Japanese attack on their positions also cheered thunderously.

Waves of cheers rang out on the battlefield, and even the sounds of various local operas such as Nankun, Beiyi, Dongliu, Xibang, etc. Such sounds should not have appeared on the tragic and solemn battlefield, but now they appeared.

A rare scene.

On the other hand, there was silence at the Japanese position.

It's no wonder that anyone who sees one's own aircraft being beaten like a wild duck will not be happy, and morale will naturally be greatly affected.

The reaction of the Japanese army also fell into Gao Jiwen's eyes, and he immediately ordered the 1149th Regiment in reserve to attack immediately.

These days, the 56th Division's offensive is very fierce, and the 200th Division is fighting very hard. Now that they finally have air support, how could Gao Jiwen miss this opportunity and immediately ordered a counterattack against the Japanese 148th Infantry Regiment facing the enemy?

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Soon, there was a roar of engines and the unique sound of metal friction when mechanical tracks rotated from behind the position, and more than twenty tanks slowly drove out from the rear.

You read that right, it’s a tank.

As the first mechanized division of the national army, the 200th Division has two tank regiments, the 1149th Regiment and the 1150th Regiment.

During this period, the 200 Division suffered considerable losses, especially the 1150th Regiment, which suffered heavy losses. Therefore, the 1149th Regiment, which was still relatively intact, became the most powerful card in Gao Jiwen's hand.

Now, Gao Jiwen actually sent it out, which shows how much encouragement he was given by the sudden appearance of fighter planes in the sky.

The 1149th Regiment is equipped with British Vickers and CV35 tanks. Although these two tanks are light tanks and their performance is somewhat backward, they are already the best equipment in China today.

Originally, when Commander Dai Anlan was killed, the tanks of the 200th Division were unable to move due to lack of fuel. However, the Tianliantai Flying Corps urgently airdropped dozens of barrels of gasoline a few days ago, which allowed the 1149th Tank Regiment to be resurrected with full health.

"Quick, quick, work in groups of three, follow the tanks, alternate cover, shoot over the head..."

A Vicker tank was advancing at a speed of eight kilometers per hour, while the officer beside it was directing the soldiers to charge with the tank.


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