Chapter 227 The Young Eagle Takes Off!

It turns out that the Japanese who were brainwashed by Bushido could not stand provocation at all.

A few seconds after seeing the signal flare rise into the air, Misawa Takashi led 31 fighter planes to adjust the angle in the air and began to dive towards the air defense positions in Luoyang City.

In fact, when facing the Type 97 fighter, the Soviet-made M1939 37mm anti-aircraft gun was the advantage.

The first point is naturally because the aiming baseline will change during the dive of the fighter, and the angle of the machine gun needs to be adjusted according to the speed to hit the target.

The aiming line of the anti-aircraft gun is almost unchanged, as long as you overcome your fear and continue to fire.

The second advantage lies in the gun shield of the 37 gun. Perhaps this layer of steel plate is useless when facing a 12.7mm aircraft machine gun or a 20mm machine gun.

But the Japanese Type 97 fighter is only equipped with two 7.7mm small water pipes.

With these weak weapons alone, as long as you are not too unlucky to be hit by the bullets of the aircraft machine gun, you will probably survive the duel.

"Squad leader! We seem to have angered the Japanese fighters!"

"Look at the momentum, how ferocious! Just one of our guns has three fighters flying over."

The voice came from behind the 37 gun. At this tense moment, the only ones who had time to joke were the 67 gunners who were transporting the shells.

The two of them held two five-pack magazines tightly. Judging from their expressions and the taut veins on their hands, the ease they just showed was completely fake.

Soon, the Japanese fighters began to fire at the 37 gun, and the sound of iron hammering came from the steel plate of the gun shield.

Although the gun shield was not penetrated, it still stimulated everyone's already tense nerves.

"Come on!"

The squad leader stepped on the pedal with red eyes, and one high-explosive armor-piercing shell after another was fired into the sky. This shell is so powerful that even if it does not hit the target, it will create a black cloud.

The three Type 97 fighters kept maneuvering to avoid the shells during the dive. They used small water pipes to strafe from time to time, but the effect was not very good, and the two sides were actually in a stalemate.

At a distance of 400 meters from the ground, a shell hit the bull's eye.

The Type 97 fighter without armor protection seemed to hit an invisible big hand. Then the big hand exerted force gently, and the Japanese plane exploded in the air like an ant being crushed to death.

When the current round ended, the remaining two fighters pulled up their noses and climbed to find an angle to attack again.

Theoretically, the aircraft is the weakest in this process. It's a pity that the shells of the 37 guns were used up, and a great opportunity was missed in vain.

The squad leader stepped on the pedal twice, and when he found that there was no ammunition, he shouted loudly:

"Reload! Five degrees to the right!"

"Old Three! Keep tracking! Don't let the enemy run away!"

After a while, everyone found that the fifth gunner did not follow the order.

Just as the squad leader was about to scold, he found that the fifth gunner had red eyes and tears could not stop flowing down.

Because everyone was very focused during the battle, they only saw the enemy planes and did not observe the surroundings at all. When they came to their senses, six or seven gunners and observers had fallen in a pool of blood.

Although the gun shield could block bullets for one to five gunners, the remaining three people could only be exposed to the outside world.

Similar situations occurred in other positions, and the anti-aircraft firepower in the entire Luoyang city suddenly halved.

The comrades who had been with each other day and night fell beside him, and even the oldest squad leader was in a trance for a few seconds. But the enemy would not leave time for everyone to be sad. The squad leader ordered without thinking:

"Quick! Reload first!"

But at this moment, the plane on guard at the edge of the city was suddenly blown up in the air, and dozens of fighter planes that the preserved soldiers had never seen arrived at the battlefield through the clouds!

"The Eighth Route Army's plane! Squad leader! Look!"

But the old squad leader had already left his running position. He carried his brother whose life or death was unknown and ran towards the building that had not collapsed yet.

"What are you still watching! Two of you come with me to rescue people!"

"The remaining two, find a way to push the gun to a safe position! We are no longer needed on the battlefield! Firing now may accidentally injure friendly fighters!"

"Quick! Hurry up!"

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Time goes back two hours ago. After the Eighth Route Army Headquarters received a telegram for help from the commander of the First War Zone, the deputy commander-in-chief immediately ordered the First Air Division to go out and rush to Luoyang City for support.

Although all the staff knew that the devils might be using a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain, they had to rush forward even though they knew it was a trap.

After all, the high-ranking officials of the Eighth Route Army were not some gods of war who blew up the entrance to the garden and could ignore the lives of ordinary people.

According to the intelligence sent by Commander Wei, Captain Wang Hai decided to dispatch twice the number of the enemy's land aviation. This way, they would not be ambushed by the devils, nor would they lose too much combat power on the front battlefield.

In order to let the fledglings grow up as quickly as possible and reduce casualties at the same time. At present, the First Air Division has adopted a strategy of one old leading three new, exchanging extremely high risks for valuable battlefield experience.

"Xiao Zhang, how does it feel to fly a Hurricane for the first time? It's much more powerful than your Gladiator fighter!"

"If you can shoot down a Type 97 fighter this time, you will be considered an old comrade when you return. After the battle, our Border Aviation School will recruit new students, and you will have the opportunity to lead the team yourself."

Hearing Captain Wang Hai's teasing words, Zhang Changcun smiled shyly in the cabin.

Due to the fast pace of the battle, the comrades of the First Air Division were running between the battlefield and the field airport in southeastern Shanxi almost every minute and every second.

When the Hurricane pilots are resting, the fighter pilots with good combat record can also switch to attack.

"Captain Wang, when we first arrived at Zhongtiao Mountain, we were all newcomers. The youngest was only 17 or 18 years old, and several people in the team went through this."

"Now, many comrades have left us forever."

"I just want to practice my skills and provide cover for my comrades at critical moments. I really can't let anyone die anymore."

When the Air Force First Division rushed to the battlefield from the border area, there were 339 soldiers.

Although the performance of the Hurricane was better than that of the Type 97 fighter, and the fighter could barely deal with the enemy, the comrades' experience was still far behind.

Faced with the devil's fearless fighting style, many soldiers were dragged down by the enemy's life-for-life before they died, including instructors from the aviation school.

After three days of fighting, 41 pilots have stayed in Shanxi forever. They have always used their lives to protect the blue sky of the motherland.

The radio rang twice, but no sound came out, and the atmosphere was very solemn.

Finally, it was Captain Wang Hai who spoke. He did not say anything sensational, but just gave orders to the three newcomers in the formation.

"We are about to enter the territory of Henan Province. Enter at 800 meters. Accelerate and prepare for the leap! Take up the height and be ready for battle at any time!"

"Three, two, one! Cut in!"

The four men pushed the oil at the same time, and the speed of the propeller became faster and faster. With a humming sound, a Spitfire and three Hurricanes passed through the middle cloud layer and reached the most suitable height for fighting.

Two hours later, 72 fighters arrived over Luoyang City. The moment they came out of the clouds, the soldiers of the First Air Division saw the Japanese Army Aviation attacking the air defense position.

Obviously, the alert force left by Misawa Takashi played a role, and the four Japanese issued the final warning with their lives.

The lieutenant colonel who was still fighting with the AA immediately made a gesture and issued an order in the communication channel.

"Climb! Quick! We can't let the enemy dive over our heads!"

"Baga! Who said that Guosu has a bad relationship with the Eighth Route Army? If we get back safely, we must tear those pigs who are collecting intelligence into pieces!"

Although the energy maneuvering theory has not been formally summarized, the experienced members of the Army Aviation know the importance of altitude in air combat. Whoever seizes the high point will seize the initiative.

Following their own lieutenant colonel, the devils pulled the joystick suddenly, and thirty Type 97 fighters climbed at a large angle of attack.

When switching from diving to climbing, the pilots have to bear a huge overload due to gravity acceleration.

In general, you will feel an invisible pressure on your body. The most intuitive feeling is that your face is pulled down and your hands are difficult to lift, and your head and neck seem to be pressed down by someone from behind.

But the Army Aviation members of the Central China Front Army seemed to be possessed by Showa Superman. They not only ignored the huge load, but also carried the overload to maneuver during the high-speed climb.

Fully demonstrated their strong physical fitness and combat experience.

At this time, the performance of the fighter is extremely important.

If the Japanese were flying the Type 4 Gale, they might have been able to turn the tide with their incredible climbing rate. But the Type 97 fighter had better stand aside, no matter how hard they tried, it would be useless.

After climbing less than 500 meters, the Japanese decisively abandoned their current tactics and changed from high angle of attack climbing to level flight.

After failing to gain altitude advantage, 30 Type 97 fighters made evasive maneuvers.

Among them, 70% of the Japanese chose the roll. If the attacker was a rookie, this move could cause the plane to crash or overshoot.

There were also a small number of skilled and daring people who made a large overload rapid turn, which took advantage of the characteristic that the enemy aircraft's roll rate decreased when diving at high speed.

Captain Wang Hai fell from the sky and quickly bit a Type 97 fighter.

Facing the ghost-like Spitfire, Misawa Takashi made a diagonal rolling maneuver. During this process, he kept staring at the fighter numbered 079.

The old Japanese was waiting for the opponent to make a mistake. Once the opponent misjudged the speed of the flight. He could get rid of the lock and complete the counterattack in the first time.

But Captain Wang Hai had seen through everything. He was like a robot, tightly biting the opponent's six o'clock position, and could easily see through any maneuvers made by the opponent.

Ten seconds later, Captain Wang Hai pressed the launch button without haste.

The two Western guns and four 7.7mm anti-aircraft machine guns installed under the wings fired at the same time. The trajectory of the tracer bullet was like a burning stream of light, accurately and elegantly entangled the enemy plane in front.

Boom! Fireball! Star plus one!

Before dying, Sanze Guizhi's mind was full of reminders from his companions.

"Did you encounter 079? It's really a strong opponent. I was completely crushed."

On the other hand, Zhang Changsheng had targeted an enemy plane that was forced to change to level flight during the dive stage.

Before the battle began, Captain Wang Hai repeatedly emphasized that it was not possible to circle and bite each other in the horizontal direction.

This was the enemy's best tactic, and it could also squeeze the performance of the Type 97 fighter to the limit.

He followed the captain's orders and always maintained his height advantage before the battle began. After selecting the target, dive towards the enemy plane, and then cut in from the high six o'clock to launch an attack.

But a novice is a novice after all, and the whole process lacks spirituality and is very formulaic.

In addition, it is not the first time that Shinkawa Ryoma has encountered the BZ tactic, and he has discovered Zhang Changcun's intention in advance.

Faced with the surprise attack, the Japanese pulled the joystick in the opposite direction, allowing the fighter to roll 180 degrees while descending in altitude. With a broken S maneuver, he escaped from the six-point climb and bit a dragon.

This is an excellent escape maneuver. The high-speed fighters chasing often fail to react in time and miss the opportunity to shoot.

Originally, Shinkawa Ryoma could escape the war zone at high speed. After all, everyone has an opponent now. If he is determined to escape, no one will chase him for a while.

But his mind was full of hatred for the Eighth Route Army Air Force. After biting Zhang Changcun's six o'clock position, he used two 7.7mm small water pipes to attack crazily.

The Hurricane fighter was fine, but the bullets that leaked from nowhere hit his thigh and his shoulder. Fortunately, another Hurricane in the formation helped Zhang Changcun out of the siege.

The same tactic of diving, 12 aircraft machine guns fired crazily, and in just a few seconds, the Japanese's wings were billowing with smoke.

Shinkawa Ryoma raised his hand in pain, and it was full of blood.

In the previous wave of attacks, at least a dozen bullets hit his cockpit, not only piercing his thigh, but also making him childless.

But it doesn't matter, even if there is no chicken flying and eggs being broken, he will die, the nature is the same.

The pain did not last too long, and the wing of the Type 97 fighter suddenly broke off. The whole plane lost balance and control, and fell to the ground in a circle.

Although Zhang Changcun did not die on the spot, the gunshot wound and blood loss had made him unconscious. The fighter lost control and fell to the ground at an oblique downward angle.

The young soldier was no longer able to sit up straight, and only relied on the seat belt to pull him up to barely avoid falling.

He closed his eyes, leaned forward with his forehead against the equipment in front of him, and gasped painfully, repeating a sentence instinctively:

"I want to return, I want, I want to go home."

The leader kept calling on the radio:

"Zhang Changcun! Zhang Changcun! I'm Wang Hai, can you hear me!?"

"Push the left rudder! Left rudder! To the northwest! The northwest is our aviation school!! 109 east longitude and 36 north latitude is the border area! It's your home!"

"Hurry up and jump out!"

As if he heard the captain's call, Zhang Changcun used his last breath to open the cockpit cover.

There was no ejection seat during World War II. If the pilot wanted to complete the parachute process, he had to jump out of the cockpit by himself. If he was unlucky, he might hit the tail.

After he was ready to jump out, he first unfastened his seat belt. Then he flew the plane upside down and left the plane by self-jumping.

Although this method is very dangerous, due to injuries to his shoulders and legs, he has lost the ability to climb out of the cockpit, so this is the best method at present.

Captain Wang Hai breathed a sigh of relief after seeing a white parachute flower blooming in the air. As long as the parachuting action is completed, there is hope of survival.

The air battle above has long been a concern for the ground personnel. Seeing that the Eighth Route Army soldiers were hit and parachuted, Commander Wei personally took several military doctors to a truck.

There may be more in the evening, but it should be very late!

No more, I didn't write it down