"I have a big bottle at home. It's round and cute.
I have a big bottle at home, it is strong and efficient
I have a big bottle at home, and the fight is very fierce..."
Feng Xiaoming was flying in the sky in a fighter plane, singing a song he wrote and sang himself. Flying next to him was another wingman.
Now Feng Xiaoming is no longer the young man with ignorant and curious eyes when he joined the military camp half a year ago. At this time, he is already a quasi-ace pilot who has shot down four enemy planes, both in terms of combat experience and flight experience.
His skills have reached a certain level, and his military rank has been promoted to lieutenant.
It was only then that Zhang Jia released him and allowed him to lead the flight patrol as the lead aircraft. Today, Feng Xiaoming took his new wingman to patrol over Jiangmen. However, these days, the Japanese army and the Three Hundred Army
The competition for air supremacy in Guangzhou and Jiangmen was fierce, and fierce air battles broke out from time to time. Both sides won and lost. However, the Japanese army suffered from the lagging performance of the aircraft, so they repeatedly suffered losses. There were relatively few Japanese troops dispatched these days.
Already.
Since it had just rained heavily, there was a faint fragrance after the rain in the sky. Feng Xiaoming put down the oxygen mask and took a deep breath of the air that penetrated from the cabin. A light and refreshing breath floated in the sky.
entered his nasal cavity.
"Well, it's so damn comfortable!"
Although Feng Xiaoming's behavior was very relaxed, he did not dare to be careless. This was not their territory. Their radar was only placed in Yangchun, but it could not take care of this place. If the Japanese army came out of nowhere and came from behind.
If he makes a sneak attack, he will lose his face to his grandma's house.
Feng Xiaoming looked left and right, and finally turned on the communicator to remind his wingman flying behind him: "Gangzi, please pay attention to the movements around you. Don't let the boat capsize in the gutter. This is the territory of the Japanese. If
I was shot down by the Japanese in a sneak attack, and I have no place to run!"
"Sir, don't worry. If I am shot down, I will never be taken as a prisoner. The last bullet in my pistol will definitely be reserved for myself." The determined voice of Feng Xiaoming's wingman Liu Gang came through the headset.
"Well, these words sound relieved and sound like a man."
Feng Xiaoming nodded appreciatively. Under the leadership of their leader Liang Tiancheng, their three regiments had gradually developed a spirit of daring to fight, dare to charge, and not be afraid of sacrifice. Under the leadership of this spirit, their three regiments also became empty.
The most decorated regiment in the division.
Looking at the empty sky, Feng Xiaoming, who felt a little bored, turned to look at the fuel gauge on the lower left. He turned on the communicator and said, "I said Gangzi, there are basically no Japanese here in Jiangmen. Let's get there."
What do you think of the trip around Guangzhou?"
"Guangzhou!"
Liu Gang was shocked. Guangzhou was no better than Jiangmen. It was the home base of the 21st Army of the Japanese Army. Both Japanese flying groups were stationed there. If the Japanese found out that the two of them dared to provoke, the Japanese would go crazy.
No, if they were to surround them, the chance that the two of them could return safely was less than 10%.
Thinking of this, Liu Gang's head shook like a rattle.
"No, no, our mission is to patrol near Jiangmen and drive away Japanese planes who dare to cross the border. If they go to Guangzhou, you might as well let me commit suicide."
"Tch, coward." Feng Xiaoming has an adventurous spirit in his bones. In addition, during his time in the army, he was instilled with the daring spirit by Liang Tiancheng, so he doesn't even know what fear is. Therefore, he
His face sank and he shouted: "Gangzi, I am not discussing with you, but giving you an order. As a wingman and subordinate, you only have the duty to obey orders. Do you understand?"
"I...well, if something happens to me, sir, you have to help me hand over my pension to my mother." Faced with this unreasonable captain, Liu Gang had no choice but to agree aggrievedly.
came down and explained the funeral arrangements in advance.
"Ah... bah bah!"
Feng Xiaoming cursed and said: "Thankfully, you are still a soldier of our third regiment. How can you do it if you don't even have any courage? You have a good life. If you are under my command, if you are still like this under the command of our squadron leader, you
I don’t know how many times I’ve been cut.”
As Feng Xiaoming spoke, he turned the nose of the plane and started flying northeast.
"Sir, is the squadron leader very powerful?" Liu Gang asked curiously while controlling the plane and following Feng Xiaoming closely.
"Nonsense, of course it's awesome!" Having said this, Feng Xiaoming thought of the difficult days when he first came to Lingbei Airport for training, and his body couldn't help but shudder, and then he said: "If you fall into the trap,
If he doesn't peel off a layer of your skin in the hands of the captain, he will no longer be the squadron leader."
"Really or not... Now I think the squadron leader is nothing..."
Two big guns painted in grass green flew towards the northeast as the two people talked...
About forty minutes later, when they were approaching the outskirts of Guangzhou, Feng Xiaoming, who had sharp eyes, saw two small black spots about 500 meters below him.
"Attention, enemy planes ahead! Two Nakajima III fighter jets, prepare to meet the enemy!" Feng Xiaoming's voice, which suddenly turned cold, suddenly came through Liu Gang's headset.
"Understood, please give the order!" Liu Gang immediately followed Feng Xiaoming and concealed the fighter plane into the clouds.
Feng Xiaoming then ordered: "Attention, dive attack, I go to the right and you go to the left, do you understand?"
"clear!"
"Okay, attack!"
"Whizzing……"
Following Feng Xiaoming's order, the two P47s swooped down from an altitude of 3,600 meters toward Diary, who was slowly patrolling in the sky, like two sharp arrows.
The heavy P47 combined with the power of dive makes its dive speed even faster. To be honest, the P47 is not a fighter that is good at hovering and climbing performance, but it also has its own advantages, that is, its solidity and dive speed.
It is fast and flexible, so based on the characteristics of this fighter, Zhang Jia and many veteran pilots have also customized many tactical actions for it, such as the current fast dive.
I saw Feng Xiaoming piloting his fighter plane and diving quickly downwards, towards a Nakajima III fighter plane that he had already locked.
"Dong dong dong dong..."
A burst of machine gun sound resounded through the sky, and eight 12.7-caliber Browning machine guns spurted out tongues of flame. The Japanese aircraft that had been targeted by Feng Xiaoming exploded on the spot, and the flying aluminum flakes were like Ueno AD in Tokyo.
Sakura blossoms in bloom.
Feng Xiaoming pulled the control stick, and the plane made a light turn in a big turn and rushed back into the sky. When he inspected the descent, he found that his wingman was descending and was entangled with another Nakajima III fighter. Although the Nakajima III fighter was
A puff of green smoke came out of the tail of the Nakajima fighter jet. It looked like it was slightly injured, but the impact on it was not big. The pilot of the Nakajima fighter jet used his excellent driving skills to fight Liu Gang.
point.
Seeing this, Feng Xiaoming couldn't help but frowned and said into the intercom: "Gangzi, how are you? Can you handle it?"
Soon, Liu Gang's voice came from the headset: "Sir, this Japs is probably a veteran. He is too slippery. I locked onto him several times, but he slipped away in the end."
Feng Xiaoming smiled: "How's it going? Do you need help?"
Liu Gang said anxiously: "No... Sir, please give me a little more time. I will definitely be able to knock him down. I don't believe it. Can this broken Zhongdao fighter plane turn the world upside down? Damn, this kid is still running."
!”
Listening to Liu Gang's somewhat frustrated voice in the headset, Feng Xiaoming turned around and looked around and said, "Then you have to hurry up. This is the heart of the devil. I guess our battle here has been noticed by the devil. It won't take a while for the devil."
The reinforcements will definitely arrive, if we don’t leave in time, we really won’t be able to go back!”
"Sir, don't worry. I'll play with him for a while longer. Just give me three more minutes. If I can't kill him, come back and refill him!"
"Then hurry up!"
After Feng Xiaoming finished speaking, he began to hover over Liu Gang and the others, monitoring the Japanese aircraft for him while observing the surrounding movements.
While he was talking, Liu Gang was too impatient and performed a few moves too hard. The Japanese pilot flying the Nakajima III fighter was obviously a veteran, and he quickly took the opportunity to chase behind Liu Gang.
"Da da da……"
A burst of fire flashed, and Liu Gang's fighter plane had more than a dozen small holes. The two 7.7-caliber machine guns of the Nakajima fighter plane were not very powerful, otherwise Liu Gang might be in danger.
Liu Gang, who was breaking out in a cold sweat, quickly made a long dive and got rid of the pursuit of Nakajima's fighter plane. The two of them descended to a low altitude of more than 1,000 meters and became entangled again.
Feng Xiaoming frowned and was about to urge Liu Gang, but as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he found a group of black dots appeared in the upper right corner.
As soon as he saw this, Feng Xiaoming couldn't help but twitch in the corners of his eyes, and he quickly shouted: "Gangzi, get out of the way, the Japanese reinforcements are coming!"
After saying that, Feng Xiaoming's fighter plane lowered its nose, and the entire fighter plane fell rapidly like an out-of-control weight. Liu Gang, who heard Feng Xiaoming's warning, did not bother to fight anymore, and also made a dive, and the fighter plane headed towards low altitude again.
Rushed down.
The Nakajima fighter took a look and followed suit, only to find a black shadow flashing above his head, followed by a flash of fire. The wing of the fighter he was sitting on was immediately broken into two pieces, and the entire fighter was like
It fell downwards like a kite with its string broken.
Feng Xiaoming had no time to celebrate the sixth fighter plane he shot down, so he immediately shouted into the communicator: "Gangzi, hurry up, the Japanese army is coming!"
After saying that, the two fighters immediately raised their butts, pushed the throttle to the maximum, and the two P47s quickly fled towards the southwest... (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)