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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 1697 No matter who it is, shoot them all down!

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    Captain Johnson, the squadron leader of the Second Air Force of the US Southwest Pacific Theater Headquarters, is still covered in cold sweat. The scene that just happened was like a nightmare, making his heart tremble. The Second Air Force has more than 300 fighter jets.  , chasing more than 80 Japanese fighter jets. In this kind of battle with more troops fighting fewer aircraft, the US military pilots are scrambling for the first place, for fear of being robbed of credit by others.

    Just when the U.S. pilots thought that the Japanese fighter jets could not escape, suddenly, a large black group of Japanese fighter jets emerged from the clouds, and there must have been at least seven or eight hundred of them.  The swarm surrounded them, and then there was a huge melee in the dark. When Captain Johnson finally got rid of the pursuit of three Japanese fighter jets, climbed to a high place and looked down, he was almost scared to death!

    Oh my god, my eyes are full of murderous, beast-like Japanese fighter jets. Smoke clouds from exploding bullets are everywhere. The earphones are filled with the panicked shouts of comrades. From time to time, planes are blown into pieces in the air.  Or he screamed strangely and fell to the ground. Captain Johnson looked around blankly. It was pretty good. There were four fighter jets in his squadron following him, but he didn't know what to do.

    Throwing himself into the battlefield to fight the Japanese fighter jets, he would probably be torn into pieces by the swarming Japanese fighter jets before he even got there. Before Captain Johnson could make up his mind, more than a dozen Japanese fighter jets came out menacingly.  Captain Johnson, who was fighting over, panicked and fled in a direction where there were no Japanese fighter jets.  The four US fighter jets also ran away closely with the squadron leader.

    The Japanese fighter jets are full of murderous intent and vigor.  Of course, he refused to let go of the prey that was in his mouth. He chased after him and ran for a while. The dizzy Captain Johnson found out from the flight chart that he had run into the airspace of the South China Sea, not far from Hainan Island.  Being far away made him feel relieved.  The United States and China are allies. If you make a forced landing at a Chinese airport, you can avoid the hungry Japanese fighter jets behind.

    At this time, the third battalion of the 9th Fighter Regiment, which was on a patrol mission, and captain Xu Zheguang, commanding the fleet, appeared in front of them.  Captain Johnson saw the savior at a glance and hurriedly called: "Air commander of the Republic of China fleet, I am an American pilot. I am being chased by Japanese fighter jets. I request to land at your airport on Hainan Island. According to the Allied Treaty  According to regulations, you are obliged to provide an emergency landing airport for our American pilots! Please lead the way!¡±

    Without the latter sentence, what Captain Johnson said would be normal, at least it wouldn¡¯t sound harsh.  "Now, I ask you. Immediately block the Japanese fighter group and cover the safe landing of our American pilots!" Through the communicator, the call of the American pilots was clearly heard. All the staff officers looked incredulous. The heads of these Americans  , did you get flooded, why are you so arrogant when asking for help?

    Le Yiqin smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "Humph, you have an obligation? I have no obligation to provide help to you Americans! I have been chased like rabbits by the little devils, but I still have the nerve to go to the airport in China.  It's embarrassing? Who do you think I am when I cover you? You are tired of living on the ground in China, aren't you?"

    Xu Zheguang asked for instructions on the communicator: "Commander, how should we respond?"

    Le Yiqin said simply: "Just pretend you didn't hear him and ignore him! Get ready to fight! I say Xu Zheguang, you kid, don't embarrass me! Don't take advantage of it and let the brats and Americans bite you."  One bite!¡±

    Xu Zheguang replied with a smile: "Commander, don't worry. I only showed up with one squadron. The other two squadrons are lying in wait above. They are your soldiers after all. I have learned these tactics by watching them."  !" Hearing this, Le Yiqin's eyes narrowed in joy.

    If Le Yiqin absolutely despises the US fighter pilots, he is a weakling and a battlefield deserter. Next, the Japanese fighter pilots who are chasing after him will directly give them a ring.  Death Knell, in Le Yiqin's words afterwards, "There is no way, the little devils are looking for death, and you can't stop them, so let them go. We don't care about a few more garbage on the bottom of China's sea!"

    Lieutenant Colonel Yamada Shinichi, the Japanese captain who led the team to pursue the American fighter jets that fled the battlefield, already regarded these five American fighter jets as the fat in his mouth. With a fierce look in his eyes and a murderous look on his face, he bit his cheek and died.  He was so stubborn that he didn't notice that he had broken into Chinese airspace. His wingman reminded him in time, "Your Excellency, Captain, we are pursuing American fighter jets and have entered Chinese airspace!"

    Lieutenant Commander Yamada Shinichi hesitated. From the bottom of his heart, he did not want any conflict with Chinese aircraft. Although he had not experienced several major air battles in Indochina, he did not know how Chinese fighter jets would fly.How powerful are the pilots? From the mouths of the seniors, we can roughly understand a lot of truth. The biggest opponent and enemy of the Imperial Air Force is Le Yiqin, the number one warrior under the Chinese demon Tang Qiuli.

    It was this man who caused many famous Imperial Air Forces to sink into the sand, and the entire army was annihilated in his hands. When the Chinese Army Division attacked Singapore, they also received a strict order from the Expeditionary Army Headquarters.  Not allowed to take off in the sky. Based on this alone, Lieutenant Commander Yamada Shinichi knew how wary the imperial world was of that Chinese devil. Now, he was also faced with a dilemma.

    He couldn't bear to talk about the five American fighter jets. On the other hand, he really didn't dare to challenge the might of the Japanese Air Force. After struggling for a while, the ** who was eager to do meritorious service and kill gained the upper hand.  It seems that giving up the five American fighter jets at your fingertips just because they have entered the so-called China airspace will make you feel a sense of insult and frustration.

    What's more, there is still a sense of luck. How can you be unlucky? If you encounter a Chinese patrol plane, it will take a few minutes to catch up with the American fighter jets. The strength ratio is more than two to one. If you are surrounded, it will take a few minutes.  The battle can be resolved, and then return without anyone noticing. A great achievement cannot be escaped. Having made up his mind, Lieutenant Colonel Yamada ordered: "Everyone pay attention, catch up with the US fighter jets as quickly as possible, and kill them."  They then return quickly!"

    Now that the captain has given the order, the Japanese pilots who are fighting smoothly have no reason to give up. At exactly this time, the fleet commanded by Xu Zheguang appeared and blocked the US and Japanese fighter jets.

    Yamada Nakasaichi trembled and cursed in his mind, "Unlucky, how could it be such a coincidence that we met China's patrol fleet?" Looking carefully, there were only eight China fighter jets appearing in front, while he had twelve. As for  The five American fighter jets were still trying to escape, but they had no courage to turn back and fight. After observing the surrounding air conditions, no other Chinese fighter jets were found.

    Lieutenant Colonel Yamada thought viciously: "If the Chinese fighter jets really want to help the Americans, humph, then kill them all together. Anyway, I have the advantage. However, Lieutenant Colonel Yamada considers himself a samurai, an absolutely outstanding descendant of the Yamato nation.  The emphasis is on courtesy first, then attack. In fact, deep down in his heart, he really does not want to have any conflict with the patrol aircraft of the ** Division. If they get out of the way, he will never do anything! "

    Therefore, Lieutenant Commander Yamada immediately called: "Commander of China Air Force, we are fighter pilots of the Imperial Japanese Air Force. We are on a mission to shoot down U.S. fighter jets. We have no intention of causing any conflict with your army. Please get out of the way, let alone help the United States."  Otherwise, it will be regarded as a provocation to the Air Eagle of the Japanese Empire, and we will deal with it with the harshest blows!"

    Lieutenant Colonel Yamada was very satisfied with his performance. He thought that his words were absolutely polite enough. He was polite before attacking, gave advice and pointed out the consequences. If it were obtained by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, it would be an exemplary diplomatic rhetoric.

    In the air control room of the Southern Flying Group of the Yangon Navy and Air Force Base, Le Yiqin's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, and the two cold lights disappeared in a flash, "Xu Zheguang, I order your fleet to attack immediately and kill the little devil."  Shoot down all the American and American fighter jets and let one go, so you don't have to come back!" Le Yiqin gave the order in a cold voice.

    Immediately, bursts of fierce shooting came from the communicator, and the pilots shouted excitedly, including "Oh my God!" "Baga!" and other noises. Twenty minutes later, everything  Everything fell into silence. Only the loudspeaker connected to the communicator made a weak "squeaking" sound. In the war room, it was even quieter. All the staff members, including Le Yiqin, held their breaths.

    Xu Zheguang's very excited voice rang out, "Reporting to the commander, there are a total of seventeen fighter jets from the Japs and the Yankees. None of them missed the target. They were all shot down. There were no casualties in our fleet. Please give me instructions if you want to continue the patrol mission!"  "

    Le Yiqin said succinctly: "Continue patrolling. If you encounter a similar situation, there is no need to ask for instructions. Whether it is a Yankee or a Japs plane, shoot it down immediately!"

    Everyone in the war room burst into cheers. Le Yiqin sat down on a chair and happily picked up a cigarette. After lighting it, he took a deep breath and exhaled a cloud of light blue smoke with a puff of smoke in his mouth.  He muttered, "I'm the most threatened, not the Yankees, not the little devils. I'm still not decisive enough. Why don't you talk nonsense to these bastards? Just hit them! Well, you shouldn't hesitate!"

    While muttering, he shook his head repeatedly, as if he was very dissatisfied with his somewhat hesitant performance just now.

    (To be continued)
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