As the saying goes, those who are soft are afraid of those who are hard, those who are hard are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of losing their lives. Feng Xiaoming put on a desperate driving attitude and rushed towards a Zero fighter. The Zero fighter's
Naturally, the pilots refused to accompany him to death. After all, in their opinion, only those brainless armies would risk their lives with others. Pilots are all made of gold, so who would be willing to risk their lives with others.
Thinking of this, the pilot immediately pulled the control stick, causing the Zero fighter to swerve to the side. Feng Xiaoming took this opportunity to run out from the circle surrounded by the three fighters.
The Vixen fighter piloted by Feng Xiaoming is a night combat model. Its full name is F6F-3n/e Vixen night combat model. It is different from the ordinary F6F-5 Vixen fighter jet in that it is installed in the form of a pod on the pylon on the right wing.
An an/asp-4 radar antenna unit was installed, and a radar display was added to the cockpit instrument panel.
Now Feng Xiaoming saw two more light spots representing fighter planes appearing below on the radar display, which meant that two more Zeros were about to enter the battle. Seeing this situation, Feng Xiaoming became a little anxious. Although he was not lacking in desperate measures,
determination, but he was not a fool who could only fight hard. He knew that he alone could no longer stop the Japanese fighter planes from taking off, so he gritted his teeth and continued to fly the plane upwards, flying it six thousand kilometers above the ground.
Hidden in many meters of cirrus clouds.
The performance of the Vixen fighter has far surpassed that of the Zero. Both the climbing performance and the dive performance are excellent. Several Zero fighters could only watch the Vixen in front of them fly into the clouds above their heads. Seeing the Vixen fighter climb up
At high altitude, those Japanese planes hesitated a little, because the Zero fighter's advantage was at low altitude. If fighting at high altitude, the Zero's aileron movements would be sluggish, the response would be slowed down, and other problems, so they didn't know what they were doing.
Should we catch up?
At this time, a voice came from the earphones of the three Zero fighter pilots: "You idiots, what are you still doing? Now that the Chinese have escaped, chase them immediately and shoot down the Chinese fighter. I will take them with you right away."
People support you!”
When the three pilots heard that it was their captain's voice, they were startled and quickly responded "Hai!", then quickly pulled the control stick, and several Zeros raised their noses and flew upwards.
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When these pilots caught up, they were still thinking that the China fighter plane was hiding in the clouds and we couldn't see it. It might not be able to see us either. Besides, there were so many of us that the pile would kill it.
The Japanese were very clever in their calculations. But what they didn't know was that although Feng Xiaoming, who was hiding in the clouds, couldn't see them with the naked eye, the radar installed on his plane was not a fool's errand. Soon Feng Xiaoming saw them from the radar.
Three light spots were slowly approaching in his direction. So he quickly turned the fighter plane and, using the cover of clouds and night, got behind a Zero. Then he suddenly jumped out of the clouds.
Six tracer bullets hit the unlucky Zero, and soon the Zero emitted thick smoke, emitted a shrill scream, spun around, and fell towards the sea.
"Baga...Baga! Kill him!"
When the remaining two Japanese planes saw this, they were so angry that they immediately surrounded Feng Xiaoming from both sides. Before anyone arrived, the bullets had already flown over first, and 20mm caliber shells continued to explode around Feng Xiaoming.
At this moment, four more Zeros flew up below them. They vowed to kill this man who insulted the warriors of the Japanese Empire.
"Damn it, fight with them."
After exposing the target at high altitude, it was no longer realistic to drill into the clouds. Feng Xiaoming gritted his teeth and rushed towards the Zero that was closest to him. They fought together in the air.
Time passed little by little. Feng Xiaoming and the Japanese planes had been entangled at high altitude for more than 20 minutes. During these more than 20 minutes, he didn't know how he persisted. Faced with the siege of six Zeros.
He played really hard.
"Dong dong dong..."
A clear sound of aircraft cannon came from the side. Logically speaking, Feng Xiaoming could not hear the sound of the aircraft cannon behind him in the fully enclosed cockpit. Now he could hear it so clearly because half of his cockpit had been destroyed.
, now the cold wind is blowing in from the gap.
Feng Xiaoming pushed the control stick without thinking, then pushed the throttle, and pushed the tail rudder with his right foot. The Vixen fighter plane immediately rolled over on the spot, and two bright lights flew past his eyes.
"Fuck, these little Japanese are not finished yet, they are so persistent in pursuing them. Didn't I just kill a few Zeros? Why are you so unwilling to let go?" Feng Xiaoming cursed while busy dodging those flying from the side.
of bullets.
At this time, there were more than 20 Zero fighters taking off from the aircraft carrier, and the sky was full of Japanese aircraft. But the worst thing was not this. What troubled Feng Xiaoming the most now was that the sky had quietly turned dark.
A trace of orange-red light appeared, which was a sign that the sky was about to get brighter. If it did, his last advantage of saving his life would be gone.
"Da da da……"
Another burst of machine gunfire rang out, and Feng Xiaoming, who had no time to react, only felt the fuselage sink. When he looked back, he saw another row of bullet holes on the wing.
"No, if this continues, people will die!"
Feng Xiaoming looked at the two Zeros that had been chasing after him and the several Zeros that were trying to bypass him. He felt tangled in his heart. Now he was almost out of bullets, and his fuselage was shot in many places.
If it weren't for the incredibly strong fuselage of the Vixen fighter, he would have gone to the bottom of the sea to drink with the Sea Dragon King.
However, after more than 20 minutes of fighting, Feng Xiaoming gradually realized that the two aircraft carriers only took off a large number of Zero fighters and did not take off bombers.
"Could it be that... they changed their minds not to bomb the Guangzhou port?"
Feng Xiaoming sat and made various movements to avoid the Japanese machine behind him, while his mind was also thinking about various problems.
While Feng Xiaoming was struggling, a Japanese plane rushed over from the side. In a flash of fire, a string of shells exploded next to his cockpit. Shrapnel flying in all directions flew into the cockpit, killing several people in his cockpit.
The dashboard was damaged, and Feng Xiaoming also felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder. He knew he was injured without even looking.
"No, I'm afraid I have to return to my post today!"
Feng Xiaoming pulled the control stick without thinking, turned the nose of the aircraft with difficulty, and pulled the trigger at the Zero fighter that just passed by him.
"Dong dong dong..."
In a flash of fire, six Browning machine guns spurted out tongues of flame, cutting off the tail rudder of the Japanese aircraft. The Japanese aircraft plummeted down with thick smoke.
After destroying this Zero, Feng Xiaoming's score today has reached four, but there is no joy in his heart because his plane has no bullets and his left shoulder is injured. If not If there was an accident, he would be torn to pieces within three minutes by the Zero fighter jets watching eagerly next to him.
He lowered his head and looked at his left shoulder, and found that it was already bleeding profusely. Looking at the front, he saw black engine oil on several dashboards.
"Mom, I guess I'm going to die here today, that's all...that's all... today I have to learn from Chief Shen (Shen Chongjie) and die together with the enemy, so that my life will be worthwhile."
Looking at the enemy ship below, which was as small as an ant, Feng Xiaoming pushed the control stick forward. The nose of the already scarred Vixen fighter sank, and it was about to dive towards the sea.
At this time, a familiar voice came to his ears: "Wildcat No. 5, Wildcat No. 5, I am Wildcat No. 1. Please answer if you hear me. Please answer if you hear me. We have rushed to your area. You Where? Where are you?"
"Grass!"
Hearing this familiar voice, Feng Xiaoming slumped down on the armchair as if he felt that the last strength in his body had been taken away, and shouted feebly: "Chief Zhang, if you don't come to support me, I will be finished. Come here quickly." Bar!"
"Wildcat 5, hold on, please hold on for three more minutes, we will be there soon!" Zhang Jia's calm voice came over.
"Fuck, three minutes, I'll be great if I can hold on for one more minute!"
As bullets continued to fly by, Feng Xiaoming couldn't help but curse.
"Dangdangdang..."
A sound came from behind, and Feng Xiaoming knew without looking that his fuselage had a few more 7.7-caliber bullet holes. If it had been a 20mm cannon, his plane would have fallen apart.
"Damn it, if you keep this up, let alone three minutes, I won't be able to hold on even for thirty seconds."
Feng Xiaoming gritted his teeth, pushed the control stick, and controlled the fighter plane to start a rapid dive. He didn't know if the shrew, which was now riddled with holes, could withstand the powerful overload during the rapid dive, but now he had no other way. If he didn't swoop down, he would be dead.
The Vixen fighter jet dived towards the sea from an altitude of more than 7,000 meters at a speed of more than 500 kilometers per hour. The powerful overload not only made it difficult for Feng Xiaoming, who was already injured, to breathe, but the fuselage also began to tremble irregularly. .
Listening to the shuddering sounds coming from the fuselage, Feng Xiaoming, who has never believed in gods, couldn't help but pray secretly, "God bless me and never disintegrate in the air. Brother, you have to hold on. If you can't hold on, If we stay here, we two brothers will have to go to the sea to feed the fish today."
Fortunately, maybe Feng Xiaoming's prayer was effective. When he dived to a low altitude of 500 meters, his plane that had been riddled with holes miraculously did not disintegrate. When Feng Xiaoming leveled the plane with difficulty, He looked behind him and saw that there was no Japanese plane chasing him. When he looked up, he saw more than a dozen Vixen fighter planes painted in blue camouflage appearing in the sky through the morning glow with their white bellies exposed. There was a fierce exchange of fire between more than twenty Zero fighter planes, and many shrews flew over from further away...
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