A fully-loaded infantry regiment expressed that they were going to North Myanmar to stop the Japanese army. When the telegram was sent to the US military headquarters, the US military's top commander, Stilwell, instinctively thought that it was a scam. This was because the civilian government had been asking them for supplies and weapons for the past few days. The soldiers sent out were all miscellaneous troops, the kind that did not even bring weapons.
However, the telegram guaranteed that it would be an infantry regiment of more than 2,000 people. At the same time, they would have their own weapons, provide an airport, and provide fighter planes for cover. They only needed to send transport planes, but they needed enough transport planes because they needed to carry a lot of weapons and equipment.
This time, Stilwell almost believed it. If he lied to him, he wouldn't have given up his weapons and equipment. There should really be a regiment of soldiers, but he didn't know how their weapons and equipment were.
He had already witnessed the combat strength of the Chinese army. Although their military skills were not as good as the American army, their fighting will and combat strength were far stronger than the British army.
Although a regiment entering North Myanmar could not change the overall situation, it could at least resist a little. Therefore, without any hesitation, he immediately ordered the US Air Force to send dozens of C47s to the Chanda Airport that did not even exist on the map. The other party said that they had a radio guide.
At this moment, the British air force was finished. The American fighter jets had retreated to Australia. There were only transport planes here. The sky was completely controlled by the Japanese army. The American pilots were terrified every time they flew.
This time, dozens of transport planes took off without any warning. The pilots were naturally complaining, but they still took off and quickly headed towards Chan Da.
"Oh, damn it. The commander actually asked us to come to an airport that isn't even on the map. Is he planning to land us in the jungle? Oh my god, he even told us that there were fighter jets escorting us. Where did the fighter jets come from? Could it be that the Wei Nation's fighter jets have betrayed us?”Frank, the captain of the transport team, could not help but complain in the communication.
"Haha, our poor commander must have been deceived by those damn Chinese people. They have been lying all this time. The weapons, supplies, and soldiers that are transported over are all farmers in tattered clothes. They are not soldiers at all.”Henry couldn't help but curse.
"Damn it, I hope we don't run into those Japanese monkeys 'fighter jets. I still have to go back and see my beloved girl.”another pilot said.
"Oh, damn Jerry, shut your stinky mouth. Your mouth is simply a curse. It's over. We'll definitely encounter those monkeys 'fighter jets.”Frank cursed.
It seemed that Jerry had really opened his mouth. Just as they flew over Northern Myanmar and were about to enter the border of Yunnan, four fighter jets suddenly flew out of the clouds high above. From afar, Frank could see the medicine flag on the buttocks of the fighter jets.
"Oh my god, there really are Japanese monkeys 'fighter jets. Scatter and escape quickly. Don't send your children to their deaths.”Frank shouted.
"Don't split up, don't split up. Captain, look over there, look over there.”Henry stopped Frank's order through the communicator.
Right in front of them, six huge fighter jets flew over. They were even faster, almost rushing over at full speed. Frank was stunned.
"Oh my god, is it our P47? Is it our fighter jet aviation team? No, we don't have a P47 in Nanyang. Where did these guys come from?”Frank was shocked. He clearly remembered that P47 had only served in the Army Air Force for a short time. It was impossible for him to appear in Nanyang.
He felt that his brain was not enough. In just a short while, the situation had changed back and forth. At this moment, his communicator rang again.
"Hello, Milijian Alliance. This is the Chinese Air Force. Please continue forward. We will send two fighter jets to escort you. Leave the Japanese fighter jets to us.”The communication was in pure American English. If the other party did not claim to be Chinese, he would have thought that he was one of them.
"Alright, Huaxia Air Force, you saved us. Thank you so much. It's actually true. There are fighter jets escorting us. We don't have to be afraid of those Japanese monkeys 'fighter jets anymore. Henry, speed up to the airport.”After saying that, he sped up and headed towards Chan Da.
At this time, high up in the sky, He Jinming stared at the Wei Nation fighter jet that was rapidly approaching from afar. It was the most difficult to deal with, the Type Zero. This was the perfect fighter jet that had killed all sides on the Pacific battlefield and defeated the US military without being able to retaliate.
Yes, the Type Zero fighter jet was called the perfect fighter jet by the US military because of its fast speed, small turning radius, and long range. It was perfect. All the US military fighter jets were completely defeated by it.
He Jinming had also encountered a Type Zero before, and the result was not good. His flying skills could be said to be top-notch, but the Hawk fighter jet he was piloting was no match at all. He had been hit several times. If not for his good luck, he would have long been covered in blood.
Therefore, he was a little nervous when facing him this time. He did not know if he could deal with the Type Zero on the other side, just like the American pilot who was being tortured by Type Zero.
"Pull up, pull up. Old He, did you forget what the officer said? Don't fight with the Type Zero Dog. Its engine's high altitude performance is not good, and it can't dive rapidly.”Seeing He Jinming still flying towards Type Zero, Liu Weishan, who had already pulled up, shouted through the communicator.
"F * ck, I forgot. All of you, pull up and use the high-altitude diving tactic. If you hit, run. Give it a try and see if the commander is right.”After saying that, He Jinming suddenly pulled the control stick, and the plane quickly rose.
Before they took off today, Zhou Heng told them that the Wei Nation's industry was actually very ordinary. Compared to those old industrial countries, their aircraft engine design and manufacturing capabilities were not good.
The Type Zero was a specialized product. It had to use the lightest body to match with an ordinary engine to obtain such high speed and turning ability. This also caused it to be unable to dive rapidly because if its speed was too fast, its thin body would disintegrate in the air. The engine's power was poor, and it would be very clumsy at high altitudes due to the thin air and insufficient power.
The Type Zero on the other side naturally saw the rapidly rising P47D, but they obviously didn't know that He Jinming and the others already knew the weakness of the Type Zero. The arrogant them actually didn't chase after the transport plane, but followed He Jinming and the others to rise.
The plane drew a dazzling white trail in the air and quickly rose to an altitude of 8000 meters. At this time, He Jinming and the others realized that the Type Zero that could keep up with them just now had been shaken off by them.
"It's true, it's true. They're getting slower and slower. Dive, dive, and pull up immediately if you miss. Use your speed to shake them off.”He Jinming shouted in the communicator. He lowered the plane's nose and rushed down.
At 7000 meters above the ground, the current Type Zero had completely lost its agility in mid-air and mid-air. It was still trying to pull up, but it was like a clumsy bird, unable to pull up.
All of a sudden, they saw the fighter jets that had risen to a high altitude dive down rapidly. Each of them tried to turn around to avoid the attack, but at this time, the agile Type Zero became clumsy. The originally small turning radius could not be used at all.
Too slow, too slow, they simply couldn't compare to the ferocious dive of the P47D.
"I've locked onto it. Go to hell, go to hell! "Liu Weishan killed a Type Zero and pressed the machine gun button.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang! " The eight 12.7mm guns poured out their terrifying firepower. The clumsy Type Zero couldn't dodge at all. It was bitten and instantly hit, turning into a huge fireball in the air.
On the other side, He Jinming had also damaged one. That Type Zero was dragging smoke as it spun down. However, the other two people did not obtain the desired result. At this moment, the plane was already 5000 kilometers below, and the two people still wanted to chase after it.
"Don't worry, don't worry. Pull up and leave after fighting.”He Jinming had already completely recovered his composure and calmly commanded.
The two Type Zeros were about to fight the four Chinese fighter jets when they realized that they were pulling up again. The two of them were dumbfounded and didn't know if they should follow them or wait.
However, they didn't pull up. The four fighter jets swooped down again, but they had no choice. Even if the P47 didn't hit them, it would continue to dive down rapidly. Its speed was more than 600 kilometers. They couldn't keep up at all.
Ten minutes later, all four Type 0s were shot down, while He Jinming and the others were unscathed.
"Haha, they're finished. The Japanese are finished. What perfect fighter jet? Bullshit. Wei Shan, Old Yao, Buzzcut. I'll play with them like this in the future.”He Jinming laughed happily. The excitement and the pleasure of revenge almost drove him crazy.
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