The Japanese naval pilots were still immersed in the excitement of wantonly strangling the enemy, and they had no idea that their disaster was imminent, and a group of air hunters who were even more fierce and powerful than them had already set their sights on them. In just over 10 minutes, more than 10 fighter planes have been shot down by the Japanese army, and the Japanese can even free up their hands to shoot the parachuted pilot in the fierce battle.

This is a battle with no fairness at all, the planes of both sides are not on the same level at all, and the Chinese air force is being unilaterally tortured by the Japanese army. For these Chinese Air Force pilots, even escaping has now become a luxury, the speed of the Zero fighter is far faster than the Soviet fighter piloted by the Chinese pilot, the Japanese fighters of the three squads have beautifully completed the encirclement of the Chinese Air Force, and some fighters who have lost their fighting spirit and are eager to escape have not yet rushed out of the kilometer, they were beaten into a ball of fire by the Zero Battle, which was outflanked and intercepted from the outer circle.

These 40 fighters are the only remaining blood and bones of the three fighter groups, and they are the last backbone of the air force, and once they are lost here, it will not only greatly damage the vitality of the air force, but may also cause a huge panic in Chongqing society. In a short period of time, the national government no longer has the ability to mobilize so many planes to defend Chongqing's airspace, not to mention that after this war, I believe that no pilot will have the courage to fly those old models to meet the Japanese planes in the future, because this is simply to let them die in vain.

Unless it can obtain a new aircraft that can confront Japanese fighters head-on, the Chinese Air Force will no longer have the possibility of turning over. In the next year or so, the daily task of the Chinese Air Force was to evade the Japanese air raids, and as soon as they heard the news of the enemy planes attacking, the proud sons of the Chinese Air Force immediately flew and jumped on the planes to take off urgently, but instead of meeting the enemy, they turned the nose of the plane and evacuated in reverse. The Air Force's inability to protect the people and the country, or even to protect itself, is a very sad question.

The Japanese planes led by Shinto have completely mastered the rhythm of the battlefield, and they used the excellent mobility of Zero Combat to completely block this airspace. The three fighter squads were like a group of fierce and agile sheepdogs, gradually driving the Chinese fighters rushing left and right, and then like cats playing with their prey, they easily shot down the selected prey while showing off their superb flying skills.

Chinese fighters are not equipped with radio stations, and air command is already in disarray. The types of aircraft equipped by each squadron are different, and the difference in performance is very obvious, and after an initial scuffle, it has not been able to regain its formation until now. At this time, the pilots had lost the confidence to fight, because they found that at this moment they could not do it even if they wanted to die with the enemy planes, and in front of the new Japanese fighters, their own planes were simply flying target planes that had no power to resist.

The Zero fighters could surprise the Chinese air force from any angle, and they were fast enough to circle around Soviet-made fighters, while still possessing far more firepower than the Chinese side. The two 20-millimeter cannons were like a talisman on the palace of Hades, and in the last air battle, it was found that the Yi-16 fighters, which were previously regarded as extremely strong, could not withstand two or three such shells, and in this air battle, there was a case of a cannon breaking the wing spar and causing the plane to collapse immediately. Even the wooden monocoque Yi-16 is still like this, let alone the Yi-152, a canvas-skinned biplane.

At this time, the fighters of the Chinese Air Force were driven together by the Zero Battle, and several attempts to disperse the breakout ended in failure. Until the pilots of the Fifth Brigade had an idea, and suddenly put on a Laverborough circle formation. The chaotic situation on the battlefield has finally stabilized. By this time, the number of fighters in the Chinese Air Force had rapidly decreased from 40 at the beginning of the war to only 21 fighters survived, which means that 19 fighters had been destroyed by the Japanese. Several of the remaining aircraft were injured. dragged a faint cigarette tail and barely followed his comrades.

Under the demonstration of the Fifth Brigade, the remaining fighters formed a small group of threes and twos, and slowly joined the circle of the Fifth Brigade, and the fighters began to circle each other, which was an effective tactic invented by the Germans in World War I, and each aircraft in the circle could cover the aircraft in front of them, and at the same time they were also guarded by their companions behind them.

"Yanxi, worthy of being the elite of the China Air Force." Shinto piloted the fighter jets around the Laverbury Circle, and the three fighter squads began to regroup.

In the past, the Lafborough circle formation was indeed a difficult formation to break through, but now this formation is outdated, the Japanese naval aviation has been specially studied for this kind of Western air combat tactics, and it may be really troublesome to change to the 96 type that was piloted in the past, but now I am flying a Zero fighter, and it is not very difficult for me to break this formation.

This is a lightweight fighter jet, with a relatively good instantaneous climbing ability, but because of the lack of power, the climb speed is reduced very quickly, which is a typical design of strong and weak strength.

The two wingmen quickly followed the long plane, and the other two squads began to climb high in the air, and these pilots had established a tacit understanding with each other, and they understood what kind of tactics the commander was going to adopt as soon as they saw the movements of the pilot.

"Takatsuka Squad, how many pots? (Where?) In the process of climbing, Shinto finally realized that something was wrong, and I don't know when the Takatsuka team disappeared from the top of everyone's heads.

Saburo Shinto knows Takatsuka Inichi very well, this is a pilot with a calm personality who likes to use his brain, so he left the Takatsuka squad in the air and acted as the guard of the entire squadron. But he never thought that this calm guy would leave without telling him and leave his important post.

"Maybe it's the enemy who has slipped through the net." Shinto felt that he should not speculate on his subordinates with malice, perhaps Takatsuka was leading his two subordinates to fight the new enemy somewhere, and it should have happened so suddenly that he didn't have time to report to the team.

In the end, I still have to blame this useless radio, what a big joke, the Great Japanese Empire was able to build a world-class battleship, but it couldn't come up with an aviation radio that could be used normally by pilots, and the radio experts of the Naval Communications Research Institute were simply incompetent, completely rice worms, waste, and non-nationals. Joke about the lives of the precious naval fighter crews (the pilot's internal name for the Japanese army), and when the sky is free, he will go to Kyoto and punish them.

At this time, Zero's climb speed had reached its limit, and the airspeed counter began to rotate slowly, and it was time to turn around and dive, and Shinto Saburo pushed the joystick to drive the plane to one side. Suddenly, Shinto's movements stopped, and he seemed to see something unusual in the afterglow of his vision, and quickly turned his face to look at the side of the cabin, which was the direction directly above the plane at this time.

"Enemy attack!" Shinto finally saw the object above his head, it was a group of fighter jets under black pressure, and the captain couldn't help but exclaim. But he can't do anything now. The plane's kinetic energy was running out at this point, so he could only continue to turn the nose of the plane and start diving downward.

The German raid was swift, and Major Spojou led twenty FW190s like a flock of eagles into an unsuspecting flock of pigeons. The original hunter became a defenseless prey in the face of real beasts, and the situation changed so quickly that the Japanese naval pilots could not react at all.

Originally, the Germans had an advantage in numbers, the ratio of forces between the two sides was twenty to ten, and the performance of the aircraft was not a thing on the same level. The Zero Fighter Type 11 is even pushing the throttle into the engine. It can only fly at a maximum speed of 517 km/h, and it is no pressure to bully the I16 and I153, but it is now facing the Focke-Wolf 190, the German Super Raptor that appeared early due to the intervention of His Excellency the Führer. The cruising speed alone is more than 530 kilometers, and the ultimate level flight speed has reached 635 kilometers, making it the fastest fighter in the world at this time.

It was in the midst of the first plundering by the Germans. The three Japanese fighters were shot down immediately, and the pilot of the second squadron, Yamashita Koshiro Cao Chang, did not have time to change his flight attitude before being shot down, followed by Lieutenant Shirane Feifu when he abandoned the plane and parachuted. I saw with my own eyes that the entire canopy of the No. 1 of the second team was stained red with blood.

Lieutenant Shirane's fighter plane was swept horizontally across the tail by a series of shells, and when he found that the rudder of the tail was all invalid, he had no choice but to parachute, and less than five seconds after he left the plane, the No. 1 plane of the first squad of the second squadron of the zero combat he piloted was folded into two sections in front of the tail, and the uncontrolled zero combat entered a spiral, flying like an autumn maple leaf and falling to the ground.

The well-trained Japanese naval pilots did not yet understand how powerful the enemy they were facing, they only knew that they had been accidentally attacked by the enemy for a while, and their morale did not begin to decline because of the loss of troops, but became more and more high because they felt that they had been attacked by the enemy.

The Zero Squadron was first cut into two teams by the Germans, and as the battle line was opened, the Japanese naval aviation fighters soon fell into a situation of fighting on their own, and the naval aviation pilots controlled the plane to make continuous high-intensity maneuvers, wanting to occupy a position in their favor in the dogfight with the enemy. Then they realized that the group of fighters on the other side was completely different from the enemy they had encountered, and they couldn't recognize each other's model in any way. Although from a distance, it looks a bit like the Huo that the Chinese Air Force is equipped with. The G-75 fighter, but when it got closer, it turned out to be a completely different kind of aircraft that had never been seen before. The other side swept near the Japanese plane like a meteor, and did not engage in any struggle with the Japanese army at all, and all the Japanese naval pilots with superb combat skills could do at the moment was to sweep a few bullets at the opponent's back in vain. Soon these Japanese naval pilots began to feel the kind of despair that the Chinese air force pilots had just felt when facing them.

"Come on, come on, how can you fix it!" The valley third-rank Sky Cao roared loudly, he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't keep up with the other party's rhythm at all. The grass-green mysterious fighter swooped down like a meteorite, splashing a frightening rain of bullets, and he found that the other side had installed four 20mm cannons, and every shot was a severe test for the Zero War.

"Kamisama, Tuskai Belt. Oh Kasan. "The No. 3 aircraft of the first squad, Damu 2nd class air caulture, was sitting in the cockpit, and he was already in tears at the moment, no matter how he tossed and turned, as soon as he entered the state of level flight, an enemy plane would immediately dive towards him. He had tried all the maneuvers he had learned from the instructor, but he could not get out of this wave-like continuous raid, Daki no longer dared to fly in a straight line now, he believed that the other party could catch up with his plane in any state, he had tried to dive and he had tried to climb, it seemed that only the other party could not keep up with the zero battle on the low speed hovering. Originally, he secretly thought that he had found the weakness of the enemy plane, but he didn't expect the other party to make an almost ninety-degree rolling sharp turn in front of him, and this swift and sharp action almost scared the courage of the second class of Oki at that time.

"Evil ghosts, these are evil ghosts, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south." Sweating profusely, Fujiwara Kihei muttered to himself that he had lost his long plane from the beginning, and then fell into the siege of three enemy planes, the other party was like playing a bad game, and the toy was Fujiwara and his love machine. Fujiwara is best at dog fighting, and the opponent in front of him is obviously teasing him like a dog. The green fighter was as fast as lightning, and as it passed by the side of Zero, Fujiwara felt as if he was stuck in place. Instead of moving at a top speed of 500 km/h. Zero's joystick was now stiff as if it was welded to the floor, and the ailerons could barely react, but the opponent easily occupied his position behind the tail, and launched attacks again and again. The shiny tracer chain was getting closer and closer to Fujiwara's cockpit, and the naval pilot knew very well that he might not be able to go back this time.

"Machine two! Unit Three! Where exactly are you? Second Squad! Yamashita Cao Chang! Second Squadron! Saburo Shinto held the joystick in his hand and frantically searched around. But there was no sign of any of his subordinates in his field of vision. At this moment, a string of baseball-sized tracer bullets suddenly slashed through the front windshield of the Zero, and then a grass-green figure suddenly jumped out from under the left side of the cabin, rolled vigorously for a week, and then began to climb at an alarming angle.

"God, what the hell is going on?!" Shinto gritted his teeth and struggled to pull the joystick, pedaled the rudder, and tried to turn the head of the engine to slide sideways and dive in the opposite direction of the enemy plane, the throttle had already reached the apex, and after thirty seconds, the speed reached the limit of the fuselage, and the fuselage began to tremble abnormally.

"I have to go back alive to report that I have encountered such a terrible enemy." Saburo Shinto struggled to maintain the plane's flying attitude, his eyes fixed on the altitude and speedometer, and he didn't realize that two black dots had flipped the fuselage above his head, and then swept almost vertically towards the gray and white Zero.

"White 3 should be careful to keep his distance and not get too close to the target, they just knocked out the rear wing of White 11." Second Lieutenant Sara reminded in her headphones.

"Understood, White Four." Once in combat mode, Ensign Nemo was like a different person, calm, resolute, fierce and scheming, and was called the most dangerous ace pilot by Major Spojou.

Putting Captain Shinto's Zero into the aiming aura again, Second Lieutenant Nemo smirked and pressed the trigger to fire.

"Hell, what a tough guy to deal with, reminds me of the last time I met a British ace in the skies over the Channel." At the moment when Nemo opened fire, Shinto violently pulled up the Zero, and as a result, Nemo's shells all missed.

The two FW190 fighters followed Jinto closely and began to climb, the instantaneous acceleration of the Zero fighter was good, but the power of the FW190 was even stronger, just when Jindo turned his head to check the situation behind the tail, the scene that the air elite saw was a string of large tracer bullets, and the entire tail exploded in front of him in the next second.

Zero lost his balance and the nose began to sag, and Shindo struggled to maintain his flight, but soon found that the fighter was completely uncontrollable.

"No, I have to live." Shinto gave up his previous idea of coexisting with the landplane, he had to live, to bear witness to the battle, someone had to tell others what had happened to him and his men, and at the same time he wanted to know the true identity of these mysterious enemies, who were these terrible fighters and their skilled pilots, and Shinto refused to believe that these people could be the Chinese Air Force.

Saburo Shinto struggled to open the hatch of the cockpit, grabbed the bulkhead with both hands, and then jumped out of his beloved landline. After falling for a few seconds, Shinto forcefully opened the parachute opening rope on his chest, and the parachute finally opened safely, and the captain of the Imperial Japanese Navy hung under the white parachute, fluttering down towards the verdant land of China.

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