Chapter 1222 Anti-War Patriots
The killing of the Japanese bombers by the unidentified fighter planes drew cheers.
Countless people rushed out of the air-raid shelters and watched the battle excitedly.
In the air, Xiang Chu brought the aircraft's advanced performance to its fullest potential.
The aircraft cannon accurately shot at the fuel tank or pilot of the Japanese bomber.
Just three to five cannon shells were enough to bring down a Japanese bomber.
What's more, what puzzled him was that the level of this group of Japanese bomber pilots was very poor, far inferior to the previous Japanese bomber pilots, and they would become a mess when encountering high-intensity air combat.
A Japanese bomber pilot fled in a panic and actually crashed into a Japanese bomber behind him.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
The two bombers collided violently in the air and disintegrated and exploded.
"Good! Great!"
The people watching the battle on the ground cheered loudly.
On the rooftop platform of the Political Department, Chief Zhou asked in confusion:
"No! The level of these Japanese bomber pilots is too poor."
Minister He nodded and said, "Two planes can still collide. It's true that we are not as good as before."
Ning Changde had seen the clues from the smiling faces of Ning Caiwei and Kong Ling, and said with a smile: "It's because our pilots' air combat skills are too high. They can climb thousands of meters in a minute, and dive down like an eagle catching a chick."
Xu Zeng retorted: "It's obvious that the performance of the aircraft is too good. If it were our crappy aircraft, it wouldn't work at all."
Officer Zhou said unhappily, "Director Chen! Whose broken plane are you talking about?"
Chen Guo laughed and said, "Commander Zhou! You don't even have a broken plane now."
Commander Zhou was so angry that he wanted to vomit, but he couldn't refute it.
Ning Changde smiled and said, "Commander Zhou! Isn't this advanced plane landing in the sky your plane?"
Commander Zhou said happily: "Yes! This seems to be a Zero aircraft. I dare not imagine it! Haha!"
Zeng Yun was so angry that he almost had a heart attack. He asked hurriedly, "Commander Zhou! Who is flying this plane? Where is it going to land?"
Commander Zhou spread his hands and shook his head, "I don't know either!"
Zeng Yun pointed to the sky and said, "The last bomber is about to be shot down. Don't you know anything about this Zero plane?"
Commander Zhou hurriedly ordered, "Major Sun! Go find out the ins and outs of this plane and find an airport for him to land."
There was only one Japanese bomber left in the air, fleeing to the southeast.
This is the plane of Captain Yamamoto of the Japanese 64th Flying Squadron.
The Japanese captain Yamamoto knew he couldn't escape, so he reported to the commander of his flight regiment:
"Major General Teramoto! The 64th Flying Squadron was carrying out a bombing mission over Chongqing and encountered an advanced enemy aircraft. The enemy pilots were extremely skilled and all 12 of our aircraft were destroyed. Long live the military fortune!"
The flight regiment staff immediately replied: "Mr. Yamamoto! Please provide the model of the advanced enemy aircraft."
Squadron Leader Yamamoto smiled bitterly and said, "It looks like a Zero. The pilot is amazing."
The flight regiment staff shook his head and said, "Impossible! China doesn't have Zero aircraft. Please take a photo and report back."
Squadron Leader Yamamoto shouted angrily: "Baga! China is an ace pilot. How can I go back?"
The flight regiment staff officer said anxiously: "Then hold on, and send the Kinoshita fighter squadron over immediately."
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
The left fuel tank was hit by an aircraft cannon shell.
The plane tilted and lost control, falling towards the Jialing River below, trailing black smoke.
The Japanese captain Yamamoto pulled out his pistol and yelled hysterically:
"Everyone! Be loyal to your leader and die together! Die together!"
He fired wildly at his colleagues in the cabin, saving the last bullet for himself.
The plane actually landed smoothly into the Jialing River, the fuel tank fire was extinguished, and the plane floated quietly.
Countless soldiers and civilians cheered and jumped into the Jialing River, dragging the bomber to the shore.
I picked up a Japanese bomber for free, and my joy was beyond words.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, there is only one plane left in the sky over Chongqing.
The plane circled but showed no sign of landing.
The people on the ground cheered: "Hero! Hero!"
Chu Mansion, roof terrace.
Song Xi, with a big belly, held the radio and asked in German:
"Brother! Why haven't you landed at Baishiyi Airport yet?"
Xiang Chu responded in German: "Sister! I can't land in Chongqing. There are four more Japanese fighter planes coming. Let's talk about it after we shoot them down."
Song Xi said angrily: "There are more and more Japanese planes. Can you beat them?"
Xiang Chu smiled and said, "It's almost dark! Apart from these four, there won't be any more today."
Song Xi said worriedly: "You've been fighting for so long, do you have enough ammunition?"
Xiang Chu comforted her and said, "We have been saving it just now, it is more than enough!"
Song Xi wanted to say something but stopped talking. He had been watching the battle and knew that he didn't have many bombs.
She stared at the lonely plane in the sky, and like a lone hero, she faced the four Japanese fighter planes coming from the east.
At this time, Kong Ling and Ning Caiwei walked onto the platform.
Kong Ling said anxiously: "Cousin! Didn't you let our man land at the airport?"
Song Xi pointed to the sky and shook his head:
"He insisted on shooting down four more enemy planes."
Ning Caiwei pulled her to sit down and said calmly, "Sister! We are both pregnant, so let's sit down and watch the game. Don't worry! Our man will definitely return triumphantly."
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xiang Chu flew his plane and fought against four Japanese planes in the sky.
Such a fearless and continuous fighting spirit brought tears to the eyes of the Chinese people.
The aerial stranglehold began, and all the Japanese Type 96 aircraft pilots were frightened and broke out in cold sweats.
They never expected that the opponent's aircraft looked like their country's extremely advanced Zero aircraft.
Moreover, the opponent's pilots' air combat skills were extremely superb, and they could neither catch up nor aim accurately, so they shot down two Type 96 aircraft in succession.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the other two pilots turned around and fled.
However, their plane was caught up in an instant.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
A Type 96 aircraft was hit, caught fire and fell to the ground.
The pilot of the last Type 96 aircraft was so frightened that he fled eastward at full speed.
He reported tearfully on the radio: "Major General Teramoto! The Chinese aircraft is more advanced than the Imperial Zero aircraft. The Linshang team will be killed. Please send agents to Baishiyi Airport to blow it up."
"Da-da! Da-da-da!"
A burst of 8mm machine gun bullets penetrated his protection and entered his body.
The plane lost control and fell towards the mountain like a kite with a broken string.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
A cloud of black smoke rose up and the plane crashed into the mountains.
Chu Mansion, roof terrace.
Ning Caiwei and the other two girls were so excited that their eyes filled with tears and they hugged each other happily.
"Good! Good fight! Aerial hero! Hero!"
People cheered heartily on rooftops, trees, and streets.
The Japanese planes bombed Chongqing crazily, and people rarely felt proud.
On the rooftop platform of the Political Department, senior officials were smiling happily.
Zeng Yun forced a smile and asked, "Commander Zhou! Why hasn't this plane landed yet?"
Commander Zhou smiled bitterly and said, "The pilot is a Japanese anti-war hero and does not want to land."
"Anti-war hero?!"
Zeng Yun was stunned.
He looked at the fighter planes flying eastward in the sky and said bitterly in his heart:
"So he's a traitorous Imperial pilot. How despicable!"