Air Battle, this is the first time Tang Cheng has seen an air battle with his own eyes, the Japanese plane with the plaster flag logo under the wing and two planes with the Iron Blood Eighteen Star logo are entangled together, right in the sky above Tang Cheng's head. Seeing the figure of their own fighter for the first time, the defeated soldiers who were still holding lunch boxes joined in the cheers, and some of them waved their arms excitedly into the sky. I saw that these two fighters rushed towards the lone Japanese fighter with a pleasant humming sound, and took the lead in making a "da-da-da" cannon sound. Since it was daytime, standing on the ground and looking up, Tang Cheng and they could only vaguely make out the bullet tracks with tracer bullets.

At this moment, the Japanese fighters, which had been looking bad, had already swung their wings sharply to dodge the opponent's first round of strikes. Seeing the failure of the first attack of his own fighters, this made the defeated soldiers watching the battle on the ground can't help but hang their hearts. The two planes that were in absolute superiority in numbers quickly pulled up their noses, and in the eyes of laymen like Tang Cheng, the speed and attitude of their planes seemed to be much more pleasing to the eye than their opponents.

After climbing, the planes formed a two-plane tactical formation, one in front of the other, and the Japanese fighters were also trying to climb, but after finding themselves targeted, they immediately changed to level flight and made a sharp turn. This trick seemed to be very effective, but at the critical moment, the leading local fighter fired first, and the long shot that lasted for four or five seconds caused the Japanese fighter to fold its wings in the air, and it tumbled and fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings, and finally turned into a large fireball in the loud bang.

The defeated soldiers watching the battle on the ground suddenly burst into cheers, and Tang Cheng's heart also jumped a little. But everyone's cheers had not yet dissipated, and the three Japanese fighters flying from a distance instantly ruined everyone's good mood. The outflanked Japanese fighters opened fire one after another, and the sound of machine guns like fried beans was coherent and crisp, and the leading local fighter quickly made a sideways maneuver, but the one behind seemed to react half a beat slower, and immediately fell into the enemy's fierce bullet rain. With great reluctance, the rout watched as their own fighters who were shot also fell straight down with black smoke.

Before the plane fell, the pilot finally parachuted in time, and the white umbrella flowers bloomed in the air, but with an indelible sentimentality. The three Japanese fighters did not snipe the parachute pilot on the ground, but chased after another fighter of their own side, and the absolute disadvantage of one to three did not make it flee in wolves, but turned around and killed the enemy.

Dexterous warhawks juggle and roll in the air, reminiscent of knights struggling to dodge swords and spears caught in enemy formations. With the calm operation of the pilot and the superior performance of the fighter itself, it even found an opportunity to attack again and opened fire for a time, but this blow not only failed to kill the opponent, but was found by other Japanese planes, and finally ended up as bleak as its companions.

The defeated soldiers, who were already stunned, were demoralized, and even more so, they were beating their chests and weeping, but fortunately, the three Japanese fighters only circled in the air and left, and did not find Tangcheng and them hidden in the forest below. "The guy I was looking at just now doesn't seem to be very far away from us." Hou San came to Tang Cheng's side and stopped talking, but the meaning of his words had already revealed that he wanted to rescue the parachuting pilot.

Looking at the mountain and running a dead horse, this is an old saying, but since it is an old saying handed down by the ancestors, there must be a reason for him. The defeated soldiers carrying supplies on their backs originally thought that what Hou San said was not very far, but when they actually walked, they were only tired and sweaty, but they still didn't get to the place. Just when everyone was exhausted, there was a sudden explosion in the mountain forest in front of them, and the team instantly became shorter, and everyone immediately lay down, and the dice that served as the striker took the Yanlong brothers and carefully touched it in the direction of the explosion smoke.

, what exploded? Is there anyone else here besides my own group? Tang Cheng moved forward as he let the defeated soldiers around him spread their guard. Turning over the hill in front of him, a thick smoke billowed from the woods not far away, Tang Cheng joined the dice and quietly leaned up, and as the distance shortened, a smell of barbecue came over. Tang Cheng saw Zhao Liang beside him shivering, and his throat couldn't help but feel nauseous, what did the smell of barbecue mean with the smoke, everyone knew very well in their hearts that the smell of barbecue at this time and their roast wild boar smell were completely two different concepts.

Everyone moved slowly, slowly approaching the place where the explosion had occurred. The smell of meat mixed with the smoke became stronger and stronger, making everyone vomit and vomit wildly. The center of the explosion was under a tree, which could be seen to be broken, and the broken tree was crackling and burning. The grass with a radius of the roots of the trees was littered with smoky fragments of corpses, from which the smell of meat emanated. A human leg was tossed high and hung from the branch of a tree, steaming.

The grass not far from the tree was littered with parts and pieces of iron of various sizes, and a little farther away, the broken wings were visible. "It was the national army plane that was hit and dropped by a Japanese fighter" Seeing the wings, Tang Cheng found the answer. The two national troops fell one after another, the pilot of one pulled the parachute, and the other dragged the black smoke straight into the mountains and forests, and what appeared in front of them at this moment was the plane that fell.

There was the sound of something running in the grass behind him, Tang Cheng gestured, and everyone slowly squatted in the grass with guns in their hands. A burst of bird calls came, and it turned out that Hou San was worried and chased after him with a few routed soldiers. "There's a living one here, it's the pilot who parachuted, hung in a tree." Tan Fei, who ran away at the beginning and disappeared without a trace, ran back with his back molars, and he found the pilot who parachuted, but he couldn't climb the tree, so he had to run back to move the rescuers.

In the veteran's rule of survival, the dead are never alive, and knowing that the pilot who parachuted was still alive, Tang Cheng left a few people here to collect the body of the fallen pilot, and he took the Yanlong brothers to follow Tan Fei to save the pilot who was hanging from the tree. "Damn, I'm still a big-nosed foreigner." The rock tiger climbed the tree and cut the parachute line with a machete in a few clicks, but none of them expected that the pilot who had fainted was actually a foreigner with yellow hair and a big nose.

"Are you alright?" The big-nosed pilot who was agitated by the cold water covered his arms and groaned in pain, Tang Cheng asked in English, but the other party just opened his eyes and looked at him in a daze, and his indifferent expression was a kind of dying numbness. Xu is strength came to his senses, and the pilot, who groaned a few times, carefully looked at Tang Cheng and the group of routs, and then pointed to the jacket pocket of his flight jacket, gesturing to ask Tang Cheng to dig out his pocket.

Tang Cheng reached into his pocket according to the other party's gesture and took out two rectangular leather objects, one of which at first glance was an American flag, but it also wrote the words "Come to China to help the foreigners (the United States), the military and the people are integrated to ambulance". The other thinner one is also written in multiple languages with the following words: "We are the U.S. Air Force, we have come to China to help fight Japan, please give us rescue and report to the nearby coalition forces, and the U.S. government will reward you." ”

Seeing this thing, Tang Cheng laughed a little, and made a fuss for a long time, this thing didn't wake up at all just now, or he wouldn't have ignored his inquiry in English. "Don't move, I'll look at your arm." Seeing that this big nose had been covering his left arm, Tang Cheng tried to remove the right hand that the big nose was covering the wound, and carefully examined the other party's bloodstained left arm, Tang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the left arm of the big nose and the armpit were blurred, the injury of the big nose was not very serious, Tang Cheng tore open the first aid kit he was carrying, sprinkled hemostatic powder, and wrapped the left arm of the big nose and the armpit tightly with gauze. In this process, the frightened big-nosed pilot kept a numb expression, and his eyes were a little scattered from time to time looking at the group of routs watching him, only his pale lips were trembling slightly, and a few beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his sideburns.

"Okay, your wounds have been bandaged, we are the national army, now you can sue me, your name, right?" After admiring his bandaging skills, Tang Cheng looked around and forced back the routs who were watching, and then asked the foreign pilot with a wooden look. Tang Cheng already knew that this was an American who had come to China to help in the war, but Tang Cheng did not know where the plane piloted by the cargo took off from, and this American pilot, who was not seriously injured, was obviously the only source for Tang Cheng to know about the outside world.

I hadn't spoken English for a long time, and Tang Cheng's spoken language sounded a little weird, but to this American pilot, who mistakenly thought that he had fallen into the hands of the Japanese, it sounded no less than the gospel of God. "Oh my God, I thought you were a Japanese kobuto." The pilot who came back to his senses was very excited, and it was a great luck to be rescued by the Nationalist Army after the plane crash, and it was even more fortunate to meet an English-speaking officer of the Nationalist Army.

George? Parks is the name of this American pilot, George, who thought he would be buried in the jungle, did not expect that he would be rescued by a team of national troops, and George, who has been living in China for three years, has nothing to say to his life-saving benefactors. Although George's Chinese language still needs to be improved, this does not prevent him from communicating with the defeated soldiers, and knowing that Tang Cheng has killed many Japanese troops in the jungle, George is even more curious about Tang Cheng, a national army officer who can speak fluent English.

"God is with you" Standing in front of his companion's grave, George's face was heavy but did not show too much sadness, "Sacrifice is not terrible, the battlefield is both a stage and a cemetery for warriors, and warriors should die on the battlefield." George's words slammed into Tang Cheng's heart, this big-nosed foreigner with a sincere expression was very pleasing to Tang Cheng's eyes at this moment.