Unlimited Exchange Points of the War of Resistance
34 Air Combat 1

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"Air raid! Air raid!"

"Air raid my ass! This is our own plane!"

Liang Dapao kicked the soldier who was screaming in the command room to the ground. Actually, this was not his fault, because he had never seen a Chinese fighter jet. As long as he heard the roar of the engine in the sky, he would habitually lie down and wait to be bombed.

Two F86 saber-wielding fighter jets flew over their heads. The loud noise of the jet fighters made the sand on the ground tremble. Since there were no extra pilots to fly the reconnaissance plane, the F86 sword could only temporarily serve as the reconnaissance plane's position.

"The reconnaissance plane has reported! A large number of enemy fighters were spotted in the southeast. There were more than a hundred of them!”

Not only did Matsui gather 72 Type 96 land attack aircraft, but he also gathered 24 Type 97 light bomber and more than 100 biplane bomber. It could be said that the remaining air force of the entire Shanghai dispatch force was here.

"Ishiga-kun, do you dare to compare the number of anti-aircraft cannons destroyed by your flying squadron or mine?”

"Why not? Chai Qi Jun, don't be too confident."

The atmosphere of the newly formed First and Second Flying Teams was very relaxed. They did not even maintain the radio silence that should have been maintained before the attack. In their opinion, a total of 72 advanced Type 96 land attack aircraft were enough to destroy any ground target. Even the strengthened air defense regiment in the intelligence report would not be able to resist.

"Report! Suspected enemy air defense group spotted in the southwest direction!”

"Yuxi, the time to serve His Majesty has come. Everyone, after confirming the target, attack freely! The rest of the fighters circled around, waiting for the good news!”

In Matsui's plan, the two aerial combat teams would destroy the air defense of the 6th Army, followed by the subsequent fighter jets to heavily injure the artillery group of the 6th Army, followed by the 6th Field Artillery Brigade's full-force bombardment for three hours, and finally, the three elite divisions would launch a general attack from three directions to annihilate the 6th Army in one fell swoop.

"Boom! Boom! Crack!"

20 88mm self-propelled anti-aircraft guns and 30 37mm anti-aircraft guns kept spitting fire. In just two minutes, they had severely injured three Type 96 land attack aircraft. If it weren't for the fact that half of the anti-aircraft artillery soldiers were new recruits, this record could have been expanded.

"Chinese people, so what if your anti-aircraft cannons are powerful?”

"Wu ~~~ Boom!!!"

Captain Ishiguro had obtained his first victory at the cost of a minor injury. An 88mm self-propelled anti-aircraft gun had exploded into the sky.

"Brothers, hold on. The Japanese will evacuate soon."

Because the air defense position was under a lot of pressure this time, Old Liang had to personally go to the battlefield to command and boost morale. They had to be a good bait that could not be rejected.

"Little Japanese, if you have the ability, come to Grandpa!!”

When the veteran of the 10th Independent Artillery Regiment saw that his comrade's position had been destroyed, he angrily pressed his index finger on the trigger. The rapid secretion of adrenaline made his reaction especially sharp. His vision seemed to have become much clearer, and his accuracy had increased by a level.

"Boom!"

Captain Ishiguro Zhan's wingman became a scapegoat. He was hit by an 88mm anti-aircraft shell on the wing, and the plane that was only left with half of it fell rapidly. Soon, it was smashed into a pile of useless scrap metal by the Chinese land.

"Report! Report! Our unit has been attacked by the Chinese fighter jets. We have suffered heavy losses. Requesting backup, requesting... Boom!"

"Hey! Hello?"

The two battle leaders, who were in the middle of a fierce battle, received a call for help from the rear bomber unit at the same time. Moreover, they could easily tell from the radio that the situation was not optimistic at all.

"Baka! Since when did the Chinese have fighter jets?!”

"Ishiguro, we can't hesitate any longer. We have to leave the battle immediately and support the bomber fleet!”

Looking at the black smoke rising from the ground, Captain Ishiguro refused to retreat no matter what. They had only lost ten fighter jets, but the air defense net on the ground had already been weakened by one-third.

"Lord Ishiguro! Air defense firepower could be destroyed at any time, but there was only one bomber group!”

"Sigh! I'll let you live first!"

The pirates lacked resources and were never willing to make an equivalent exchange. They followed the logic of hooligans. If they were determined to replace all the anti-air firepower of the Sixth Army with the bomber group, they would not have come out empty-handed.

"Brothers, the real deal is here. Don't let down the Chief of Staff's trust in us!”

The pilots of these 30 fighter jets were all clones, and the commander was an intermediate pilot named Zhang Qinggong. Although they were all mid-level pilots, with the support of an absolutely leading vehicle, piloting skills became less important.

The 30 fighter jets left the bomber group and regrouped, allowing the Japanese to finally escape. Before this, they had despairingly discovered that the enemy in front of them was not only powerful and agile, but their speed was also three times faster than theirs. It was truly a hopeless situation.

"Shi Hei Jun, Chai Qi Jun, you're finally here. We only have less than half of our fighters left. The fighter jets of the Chinese are not simple. They have powerful firepower and can travel at a speed of about 800 kilometers per hour. You must be careful!”

After the commander of the bomber fleet gave an appropriate reminder, he immediately commanded the bomber fleet to leave. If they continued to stay here, they would only drag down the fighter fleet.

Ishihei Jun and Chai Qi Jun both knew the commander of the bomber fleet, and no matter how they thought about it, they didn't think that he was a person who would speak nonsense. However, a top speed of 800 km/h was simply too shocking. After all, their top speed was only 350 km/h, a difference of more than two cups.

Not to mention more than two times, even a difference of one or even half could be considered an overwhelming advantage. How could they face the Chinese fighter aircraft?

"Chai Qi Jun, we have twice their numbers, two attacking one, we can take them down no matter what!”

"Good idea!"

The fighter jets on both sides had completed their formation and flew straight towards the enemy. The brave would win when they met on a narrow road. This was a good summary of the nature of aerial combat, but the premise of this sentence was that both sides had the same strength.

" Prepare the rocket! Fire!"

"Swish ~~~"

A total of 240 rockets formed a large net in the air, instantly enveloping the two flying squadrons who still did not know what it was.

"Boom! Boom!"

After the five unfortunate Type 96s were destroyed, they finally realized how terrifying the rockets were. It was extremely fast and difficult to dodge, and it was extremely powerful. They fired in a concentrated manner and flew in a straight line. There was no room for them to dodge.

Seeing that the missile had been launched, Zhang Qinggong calmly commanded,"

"Everyone, climb!"

"Not good! If you want to run, bite!"

Seeing the heads of the fighter jets lift up, Captain Ishiguro thought that the Chinese Air Force was trying to escape. He hurriedly ordered his fighter jets to climb up and follow closely behind.

"Ishiga-kun, we're reaching our limit!”

"Baka, it's impossible for the Chinese to have more advanced fighter jets than us. They must be reaching their limits.”

Even though the more advanced fighter jet was right in front of him, Ishiguro still refused to admit it. The pirates, who were both arrogant and self-abased, would never be convinced before they acknowledged their father.

"Clang! Clang! Clang..."

As the altitude increased rapidly, the Type 96's engine began to make all kinds of strange sounds. At 7500 meters, after a few last sounds of unwillingness, the engine died beautifully. This was fatal in aerial combat.

On the first day of National Day, he didn't go out to play. He knew everything.

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