Now we can only surround Wei and save Zhao.

First, just make up the numbers and sneak into the enemy's bomber group to shoot down a few, disrupting their formation. When the fighter saw that the bomber was shot down, he would definitely come to escort.

If you hit a dog, you will have to make it hurt.

At this time, the fighter jets of both sides were in a melee, and the effect of joining themselves was not very good. During the melee, no matter how good the air combat master was, he might be injured under the cannon of a rookie.

It is very important to judge the situation.

Attacking Japanese bombers is a wise move.

Zhou Zhihan throttle valve pushed to the bottom, and the No. 214 ship climbed above the clouds, continued to climb up to a height of 6,000 meters, and then flew towards the thick cumulus clouds in the northwest.

The cyan crack that passed through the Japanese plane would pounce on it, which would not arouse the suspicion of the Japanese plane pilot for a while.

In front, a Type 96 land attack was about one kilometer away from the cloud accumulation layer. It was also preparing to enter the battlefield from the blue crack. The machine gunner at the tail saw a Type 96 ship flying in the distance, and the smile that only the winners could have appeared on the corner of his mouth. The empire's fighter planes were flying in succession. Today, there is great hope that the Chinese Air Force stationed in Nanjing would be wiped out at least.

So, the rear-mounted machine gunner of the Type 96 land attack simply talked to the bombers about the clouds in the distance, whether they looked like flowers and white skins...

With a burst of noise, the Type 96 land attack flew to the blue crack, and without hovering around waiting for instructions, he fell down directly.

"The little Japanese devils, I really underestimate people." Zhou Zhihan cursed, and flew to the green crack in more than ten seconds and followed him.

As soon as he rushed out of the cyan cumulus crack, Zhou Zhihan saw the Type 96 land attack change from its dive, flying lazily at a height of 5,000 meters, looking at the ground, looking for bomb drop targets.

The rear-mounted machine gunner was obviously shocked by the sudden follow-up of the No. 214 ship battle. He then recognized it as the Type 96 ship battle. He felt relieved and looked at the fighter jets between the two sides in the south.

hiss……

The rear machine gunner suddenly felt something was wrong, why the fuselage of this Type 96 warfare did not have the imperial sun emblem... He suddenly turned around... Damn... This Type 96 warfare has the blue sky and white sun emblem logo on the wings...

"Swish swish swish swish..."

Zhou Zhihan pressed and held the joystick for one second, and the tracer bullet and high-explosion incendiary bomb began to jump into the nose of the Type 96 land attack aircraft in front of him.

When the pilot's head exploded, the No. 214 ship had already risen and left.

The Type 96 Land Attack hit was like being torn apart by lightning. Except for the bomber and the belly machine gunner, all the crew members were exploded. The fighter caught fire and fell on the ground...

The Chinese artillery position was silent for two seconds, and a cheer came out. A ghost beat the ghost in the sky. A Japanese style 96 land attack was shot down by his own people. It was really evil and he would be punished...

No... The machine gunner saw from the scope that the Type 96 warship that shot down Type 96 land attack was painted with a blue sky and white sun emblem...

The commander of China on the ground also saw the fuselage of the Type 96 ship that shot down the enemy bomber. It was eye-catching and had a big 214 number.

It's the No. 214 ship battle!

Everyone knows that the battle of the No. 214 is a thorn in the eyes of the Japanese. Everyone knows that at noon, Colonel Zhou Zhihan, the chief instructor of the Chinese Air Force who was flying the No. 214 battle, accepted the challenge of the Japanese ace pilot Colonel Yamashita Shiro.

However, he is here!

"Everyone, please avoid the battle of the No. 214 ship. It was our chief instructor's fighter jet..."

"Brothers, our strong aid has arrived. It was the chief instructor who killed the Japanese bomber..."

The morale of the Chinese army has been greatly boosted.

A Type 96 land attack fell to the ground and burned, which immediately aroused the vigilance of all Japanese bombers, who wanted to quickly drop the bombs they carried on the target's head and leave here.

Usually, they can maintain the flying formation during formation drills. Now they basically have their own bombing targets and avoid artillery fire on the ground, so they have no energy to maintain the damn bombing formation.

All the bomber crews were thinking, quickly drop the bomb and leave this damn place. China's ground artillery fire was not as weak as imagined.

No one noticed that the Type 96 land attack was shot down by the No. 214 ship battle, and the Japanese pilots focused on the anti-aircraft artillery fire in Chinese positions.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

The No. 214 ship dived down a Type 96 land attack and pulled the head of the lift. Zhou Zhihan pressed the pole on the left and flew towards a Type 98 ship. He muttered, "This is the eleventh enemy plane shot down today... Hey, I forgot how many fighter planes the German ace pilot Erich Hartmann shot down in total."

"Swish swish swish swish..."

Zhou Zhihan pressed the shooting button, and the tracer bullet hit the nose of the Type 98 ship attack. The pilot was torn apart by the bullet. The fighter fell head toward the ground. The No. 214 ship fought a rolling maneuver test. The nose changed its direction and went to chase another bomber. He whistled casually, "The twelfth aircraft, the next one is... Damn... I was discovered..."

"Doduo..."

A Type 96 war suddenly appeared behind the 214 war, and the fire was fired. The tumbling and maneuvering of the war were just avoided by the tumbling motor of the war. The tracer bomb and the high-explosive incendiary bomb rubbed the right side of the abdomen, leaving a deep scratch. A shrapnel spiraled and jumped in the air, hitting the glass cover on the top of the cockpit of the 214 war. The glass cover suddenly appeared like a spider-web-like crack.

"Dog, I'm scared to death." Zhou Zhihan's back was covered in cold sweat in an instant. He gave up the fat meat that was about to fill thousands of miles ahead, pressed the rod in the direction of the tracer flying in, and used an enlarged cross angle to destroy the shooting angle of the trailing enemy plane.

Sure enough, the advanced shooting volume of the Type 96 ship battle was broken by the 214 ship battle on the front rolling maneuver.

The pilot of the Japanese Type 96 ship battle flew over his head in amazement. He couldn't understand. The No. 214 ship battle was already bitten to death by himself, and it actually destroyed his shooting in advance with a roll, which made him even more incomprehensible. What was incredible is why the No. 214 ship battle did not roll towards the far end when it was attacked, but rolled towards his own muzzle in the direction of his own?

Things that made the sneak attacker feel even more terrible one after another. Just after he inevitably flew over his head, the No. 214 ship, which was rolling under his belly, could actually pull up in the rolling process. He made a maneuvering action that he had never seen before. The nose of the machine instantly pointed to the front of his nose, and a red and blue flame spurted out from the muzzle, biting his nose. He immediately felt that the sky could be so prosperous...

The Chinese anti-aircraft artillery positions on the ground were boiling again and cheering. Less than five minutes after the Battle of No. 214, they blitzed four enemy planes. Two bombers were immediately frightened and hurriedly dropped the bombs, turning the plane head back towards Shanghai.
Chapter completed!