The system sent me to fight

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts sank to the bottom of the valley.

Battalion 1 Commander Sun Yu said with red eyes: "Regimental Commander, we're going to die anyway, so let's just rush down and fight those nasty little devils!

Just now this friendly fighter plane has already killed the little devils at the bottom of the mountain to pieces, and we are rushing down at this time, maybe there is no possibility of escape! "

2 Battalion Commander Li Wei followed up and said: "Yes, Commander, even if you can't break out of the encirclement, it's far better than staying on the top of this mountain and waiting for death in vain!

Moreover, only if we escaped to the sky, the friendly fighter plane above the sky can evacuate calmly.

This is not only for us, but also for the friendly aviation soldier. You can't just watch him hit the stone with an egg for us, right? "

Yu Zongping's heart fell into a battle between heaven and man, because he knew very well that even though the friendly fighter plane killed the little devil at the foot of the mountain, crying and frightened, it did not hurt the root at all.

If you rush down without the cover of that friendly fighter plane, you will also be hitting rocks with pebbles, and it is absolutely difficult to break out.

But watching the friendly fighter plane in the sky put all their eggs in one basket for his independent regiment, but he didn't do anything, neither could Yu Zongping.

Just when he was lost in thought, Sun Yu, the commander of the 1st Battalion, pointed to the sky again and said, "Commander, that friendly fighter plane is about to rush into the enemy's formation. We don't have much time left. Let's make a decision!"

……

"Baga! What's going on?"

"Who is this guy? What is he going to do?"

Above the sky, the devil aviation soldiers also spotted the P51 Mustang fighter jet that Yang Jing was driving.

However, they were not too vigilant at first.

Because in their cognition, the Chinese air force has already been wiped out, so the fighters of the imperial army can only appear here.

There is also the occlusion of news.

Most of the Type [-] fighter jets and Type [-] bombers driven by these Japanese troops did not have radio stations.

Although the lead planes were equipped with radio stations, they could only communicate with each other to pass messages to facilitate joint operations, and were completely unable to communicate with the ground.

It was also because of this that until now they still didn't know whether Yang Jing was an enemy or not a friend.

It wasn't until Yang Jing came menacingly and charged towards them with a P51 Mustang fighter jet that these devil aviation soldiers noticed the abnormality.

But even so, these devil aviation units still haven't entered the state of combat readiness.

Only the devil aviation soldiers who piloted the lead plane kept shouting, trying to find out the other party's identity and motive through their companions.

However, what responded to them was bullet chains dragging light.

This time, Yang Jing didn't hide any more. Four 4-caliber Browning heavy machine guns and four 127-caliber Browning light machine guns fired at full power.

In an instant, the dense bullets formed eye-catching chains of bullets in the sky, pouring towards the oncoming Japanese fighter jets and covering them.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Bobo bobo!—"

A Japanese lead plane was the first to bear the brunt and was hit by the oncoming dense rain of bullets.

The 127-caliber heavy machine gun bullet penetrated the thin armor of the Type [-] fighter in an instant, and punched a large transparent hole in its body.

Several of the bullets even penetrated the windshield of the Devil's lead plane and hit the Devil Air Force flying the fighter jet.

"Pfft!"

A large piece of blood spattered violently, covering the entire windshield from the inside in an instant.

Before he could even utter a scream, the devil aviation soldier tilted his head and died on the spot.

After losing the pilot's control, the Type [-] fighter lost its balance in an instant, swaying and flying towards the ground.

A few seconds later, it bumped into the nearby dirt hill, and exploded with a "boom", instantly igniting raging flames, and the surrounding trees also suffered.

In addition to the lead plane, a wingman on the side was also hit by bullets.

The rotor at the nose of the aircraft was traumatized, causing the entire fighter plane to lose its balance, and no matter how the Devil Aviation soldiers manipulated it, it would not help.

Still swaying unceasingly, falling towards the mountain stream.

"Baga! Damn it! No, no, no!"

Panicked, the devil pilot directly opened the cabin and chose to parachute.

However, the plane was less than [-] meters away from the ground at this time, before the umbrella bag had time to open, the person had already fallen to the ground, smashed to pieces.

Almost at the same time, the Type [-] fighter jet also crashed into the mountain stream, exploded violently with a bang.

"Baga! Damn it!"

Dizhou Libing happened to witness this scene, and couldn't help showing an ugly expression like eating shit.

This is a fighter jet, a strategic weapon of the imperial army, especially with two excellent pilots on board.

You must know that it takes a lot of time and money to train an excellent pilot, and its value is even far higher than that of fighter jets.

He scrapped two fighter jets and two excellent pilots at once, how could he not be heartbroken.

……

Yoshio Kaneda is the captain of the Japanese flying brigade. At this time, he is controlling a Type [-] fighter jet to pass by Yang Jing.

At the same time, he happened to witness the scene where Yang Jing fired at his side and shot down two imperial fighter planes one after another.

An old face, suddenly so gloomy that it almost dripped water.

Using the radio station, he shouted orders to the other devil aviation soldiers who were driving the lead plane: "Baga! That is an enemy fighter jet, shoot it down immediately to defend the majesty of the imperial aviation!"

"quick!"

"Hurry up!—"

After receiving the order, several devil aviation soldiers piloting the lead fighter plane immediately turned around and led the wingmen on both sides to pursue the P51 Mustang fighter jet piloted by Yang Jing.

…………

3 Chapter Ninety Air Combat Showdown, the Power of the Mustang Fighter 2

Through the rearview mirror, Yang Jing found the Japanese fighter jets chasing him. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, he relaxed the accelerator, and took the initiative to slow down the sailing speed.

"Yo Xi! The performance of the fighter jets of the Chinese people is backward, open fire immediately, and kill that damned Chinese fighter jet!"

Seeing that the distance between the enemy and us was rapidly closing, Jin Tianyong couldn't help showing a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and decisively pressed the attack button.

"Da da da!"

The airborne machine gun immediately let out a deafening roar, casting a rain of scorching bullets, pouring towards the P51 Mustang fighter plane controlled by Yang Jing and covering it.

Almost at the same time, the rest of the Japanese air force also pressed the attack button.

For a moment, a denser rain of bullets poured out, like brilliant laser beams in the sky.

Above Luoxia Ridge, Yu Zongping, Ye Yun, Zhou Zichen and others couldn't help but sweat for Yang Jing when they saw this.

Battalion 1 Commander Sun Yu urged again: "Regiment Commander, hurry up and order, or it will be too late!"

In the sky, when the Japanese fighter jets behind were less than 200 meters away from Yang Jing, he suddenly raised the fighter jet height, and then used inertia to perform a 360-degree backflip.

The distance of 200 meters may take half a minute for infantry to cross, but for fast-moving fighter jets, it only takes the blink of an eye.

By the time the ghost aviation soldiers reacted, the fighter plane controlled by Yang Jing was no longer in sight.

"It was amazing!"

Above Luoxia Ridge, Yu Zongping couldn't help but clenched his fists hard. For some reason, he always felt that the friendly fighter plane above the sky could bring them miracles, so he lowered his voice and said to Sun Yu: "Don't worry yet. , let's wait and see!"

Above the sky, Jintian Yongnan said angrily: "Baga! Where did that damned China fighter jet go?"

A Japanese pilot said anxiously: "Captain, he is behind us!"

"damn it!"

Jintian Yongnan cursed secretly, and scolded: "Turn around immediately, and shoot him down!"

"Roms!"

A group of devil pilots suddenly agreed, and then turned around again, chasing after the P51 Mustang fighter plane controlled by Yang Jing.

However, Yang Jing didn't even look at them, so he turned around and rushed straight to the Japanese bomber formation.

"Baga! How is this possible? How can the fighter jets of the Chinese people be better than the fighter jets of the imperial army?"

Jintian Yongnan continued to increase the accelerator, but found that instead of closing the distance with Yang Jing, he was thrown further and further away, and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely exciting.

Another devil aviation soldier seemed to have noticed the abnormality, and shouted into the radio: "No! We fell for it. The target of that Chinese aviation soldier was the Imperial Army bomber!"

Although the bombers of the Japanese army had machine guns and machine guns for self-defense, their air-to-air capabilities were far inferior to those of fighter jets. Generally, when bombing missions were carried out, a group of fighter planes would cooperate to cover them, so as to ensure that in case of emergency.

Therefore, after seeing Yang Jing's flying skills, the cold sweat on Jintian Yongnan's face "swiped" and immediately shouted hoarsely: "Baga! Quick, stop that damned China fighter jet!

quick!Hurry up! "

The Devil Airmen who controlled the lead bomber also learned of Yang Jing's plan through the radio, and immediately scattered, controlled the bomber to disperse, and fled in all directions.

However, the flying speed of Japanese bombers is not even as fast as their fighters, and it cannot be compared with the more advanced P51 Mustang fighter.

Soon, the bomber formation consisting of a lead plane and two wingmen was overtaken by Yang Jing.

At that time, the distance between the two parties was less than 200 meters, and this distance continued to shorten over time.

"Da da da!"

Yang Jing pressed the attack button expressionlessly, and four 4-caliber Browning heavy machine guns and four 127-caliber light machine guns let out deafening roars at the same time.

A dense rain of scorching bullets immediately poured over the airspace ahead.

"Boom boom boom!"

Several rounds hit a fuel tank right under the left wingman's wing.

"Bang bang bang!"

The bullet hit the fuel tank, which quickly penetrated the thin iron tank and caused a fire.

The fire quickly spread to the entire wing, and the entire enemy plane quickly lost effective control. It swayed northward with fire and thick smoke, and finally lost control completely, plunged into the mountain stream, and exploded with a "boom" .

Immediately afterwards, the bomb carried by the bomber also exploded, and there was a more violent explosion.

A few kilometers away, Dizhou Libing, Qiu Yongli and others could all be heard clearly.

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, shooting down 1 enemy bomber, and 1 pilot training proficiency; merit value 2000, experience value 2000."

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, killing 1 enemy aviation lieutenant, 10 flight jackets, 10 pairs of flight goggles, 200 merit points, 200 experience points."

Seeing this, the other two devil pilots were frightened to death, and scattered and fled again.

Among them, in order to speed up the flight, the ghost pilot who was driving the lead plane even opened the cabin and threw down the few aerial bombs he was carrying.

However, the Devil Airman panicked and didn't notice at all that he happened to be in the sky above the Japanese attack position on the ground.

The aerial bomb suddenly fell to the ground, and immediately blasted all the devil infantry hiding around the landing point into the air.

For a time, howling was everywhere, and there were countless casualties!

In the rear, Dizhou Libing was fortunate enough to witness this scene again, his eyes were darkened, and after cursing "Ba Ga Ya Lu", he passed out directly.

"Your Excellency, Head of the Division, Your Excellency, Head of the Division!"

"Hygienist, hygienist!"

Qiu Yongli, as well as other Japanese army staff officers were frightened.

The screen pulls back into the air.

The rest of the devil pilots followed suit, regardless of whether it was their own position or the enemy's position below, they threw all the aerial bombs they were carrying down.

Anyway, the lives of these pilots are much more valuable than the lives of the army. Even if they are reprimanded afterwards, it is better than the death of a plane crash.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Although most of the aerial bombs landed in no-man's land, there were still some aerial bombs that landed on the Japanese attack position.

Dizhou Libing just woke up and saw this scene.

The whole person's eyes went black again, and he passed out again.

"Your Excellency, Commander!"