"The God of War is the God of War!" Vorace Stevens was like a fence-bearing grass. He exclaimed a little artificially, "The thunder attack of the God of War Nanxiang Maozhang reflects his god-like strength as a God-like war god. His autumn wind swept the fallen leaves-like shooting, I am afraid that the chief instructor of the Chinese Air Force will never be able to avoid it."

"That's called a big deflection angle shooting, Mr. Warles Stevens!" Thomas McGuire couldn't help but remind.

It's okay if you don't understand, but you can't fabricate a shooting method out of thin air, so that we can't be confused if we know it.

Vorace Stevens pretended not to hear it, but the young man Erich Hardman widened his eyes when he heard this, looking at two fighter jets that were almost the same height as their airship.

From the appearance of two Japanese fighter jets to the Chinese Air Force chief instructor flying the plane to the enemy and blitzing a Type 96 ship battle, Erich Hardman instantly became a fan of the No. 214 ship battle. The instant offensive and defensive transformation between the three fighters made the young Hardman see the Battle of Kings that he had never seen before, and suddenly felt his horizons wide open. A library of knowledge about air combat opened for him.

“Bangbangbang…”

The No. 00 fighter cannon was bombarded, spitting out flames, and the sound was explosive. The shells pulled out the phantom, like a meteor chasing the moon, blocking all the way forward of the No. 21[     www.biqugeso.info]4 ship battle.

Two seconds later, the No. 00 fighter jet was lifted and disengaged to avoid being hit by debris during the No. 214 war explosion.

The military god Nanxiang Maozhang is very confident. His large-deflection angle shooting skills are already very superb. When shooting in planes, the hit rate has reached more than 70%, the dive shooting speed is faster, the ballistic deviation is smaller, and the hit rate can reach more than 85%. Moreover, he completed the shooting advancement of the rear tracking of the fighter jets. Even if the battle of the No. 214 can't escape the fate of being shot down.

When the nose of the military god Nanxiang Maozhang was lifting up, he had already seen the shocked expressions and cheering of senior military observers from Western countries on several airships, especially the young blonde boy. Maozhang, the military god Nanxiang, could even hear his arrogant "Oh roar" scream.

But two seconds later, the military god Nanxiang Maozhang's right eyelid twitched violently. At this moment, he felt something was wrong. The unknown premonition made him react quickly. He didn't have time to think about it. The side pressing rod. The No. 00 fighter quickly made two drums maneuver. He knew that his large deflection angle shot did not hit the No. 214 ship battle because he did not hear the brutal shells, and the familiar harsh tearing sound when tearing open the No. 214 ship battle metal shell.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

As the war god Nanxiang Maozhang rolled, he saw two strings of red flames passing by where his fighter plane was just now.

The military god Nanxiang Maozhang's scalp exploded, and another roller in the opposite direction was maneuvering away. Unconsciously, his back was wet. He was secretly surprised that this person was a human or a ghost, so why could he attack while avoiding his large deflection angle shooting?

"What is the name of the maneuver action made in the No. 214 ship battle just now? Sir, do anyone know?" Erich Hardman looked at the No. 214 ship battle making an Imaman maneuver. After breaking away from the opponent's attack, he swung to the flank of the No. 00 fighter jet and fired, and shouted again, unable to help but ask the senior military observers of various countries the name of the maneuver action made just now.

No one speaks.

Everyone looked shocked.

No one knows.

No one knows the name of the Imaman maneuver like a flying fairy outside the sky.

Even Mr. Valles Stevens, who likes to show himself, was stunned, holding his head with both hands, shook his head repeatedly, muttering to himself that it was impossible.

While everyone was shocked by Imaman's maneuver, they were also impressed by the superb skills of the military god Nanxiang Maozhang. The offense and defense conversion of the two fighter jets completed the attack and defense conversion between the calcium carbide flames, but neither hit the opponent. The offense and defense conversion was as fast as a rabbit's rise and fall, and it was extremely exciting.

It is not in vain to see such a wonderful air battle in life.

"good!"

“Yoxi!

"Dongdongdongdong..."

“Bangbangbang…”

The cheers and cheers of soldiers on both sides, like thunder, came from the ground, and the sound of gongs and drums used by the people to warn the soldiers of the warehouse.

The Japanese began to attack, with tanks rumbling and armored vehicles rumbling. They shouted together, "Long Live" and cheered for the military god Nanxiang Maozhang in the air.

The soldiers in the first floor of the defensive trench outside the Sihang Warehouse began to catch up with the enemy, and Xu Zheyou led the guerrillas to effectively prevent the Japanese army from advancing.

Sihang Warehouse was the command center of the 88th Division. It had guns, ammunition and various weapons in the warehouse, and its firepower was also very fierce, such as howitzers, small steel cannons, and bombarded the Japanese tanks and armored vehicles.

Although the Japanese army had heavy artillery, they did not dare to use it. Even the tanks were only used to intimidate and could only cover the soldiers to attack forward. A tank gunner couldn't help but fire a shot and drilled a hole in the wall of the Sihang Warehouse. However, because the walls were cast from reinforced concrete, the tank's shells could not be penetrated. Even so, the soldier still brought a blow from the commander.

Xie Jinyuan calmly commanded and sent agile soldiers to blow up enemy tanks and armored vehicles under the cover of heavy machine gun fire.

The Japanese army did not expect that the Chinese defenders would be so desperate. In their impression, most of the Chinese army collapsed in one blow and fled as soon as they got into battle.

Heavy artillery cannot be used, bombers cannot drop bombs, and the way to lose heavy weapons is the Japanese army is like a mad dog tied up by iron chains. Although it is fierce, there are not many practical methods in the face of the impregnable Sihang Warehouse.

However, the name of the Japanese army's world's number one army is not a false reputation. Since tanks and armored vehicles cannot bombard the warehouse, then fight positional warfare. After all, there are many people and light and heavy machine guns form barrage to block it, pushing forward layer by layer, oppressing the Chinese defenders to slowly shrink into the Sihang warehouse.

The Japanese soldiers were numerous and tens of thousands of people were attacking. The soldiers following up looked up and said, "Long live the emperor" in unison, cheering for the military god Nanxiang Maozhang. The voice broke through the sky, and it was very majestic, drowned out the cheers of hundreds of Chinese soldiers in the Sihang Warehouse.

The Chinese people on the south bank stopped doing it.

"Bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang..."

More than a dozen cowhide drums had been lifted out long ago. More than a dozen big men had naked on their bodies, and their sticks fell on the drum like raindrops, immediately suppressing the Japanese army's shouts.

Several Japanese soldiers deliberately deflected their guns and injured several people on the South Bank. They were immediately strongly protested by the Empire of Sun and Not Setting. If the Japanese army shoots and hurts the people on the South Bank again, the British Empire will regard this act as an act of war and shoots against it.

The Japanese army immediately calmed down and could only watch the people on the south bank cheering for the battle of the No. 214 ship.

The two fighter planes were like two generals on the battlefield in ancient times. They missed their horse heads, galloped forward and turned their horse heads, and charged again.

The red sun on the body of the No. 00 fighter jet is as fierce as flames.

The blue sky and sun shine on the body of the No. 214 war fuselage.

The military god Nanxiang Maozhang had a cold look. He had fought several times before, but he seemed to have tied. In fact, he suffered a great loss. His wingman was shot down. Moreover, his heavy weapons were all out. Now he can only use a 7.7mm machine gun to attack the opponent equally. This is the biggest setback he has ever suffered in the air in his life. The large deflection angle shooting that he relies on to become famous did not shoot down the No. 214 ship battle. This somewhat damaged his self-confidence, but the Bushido spirit, which has been influenced since childhood, still has high fighting spirit.

Zhou Zhihan also secretly admired the military god Nanxiang Maozhang, indeed famous. This was the only shot he used Imaman to occupy the dominant position since the air battle on August 14, but he avoided it than the other party.

The old bird can avoid flying time of more than 10,000 hours and use Imaman to maneuver and occupy the dominant position. The military god Nanxiang Maozhang is excellent enough.

If it were in a peaceful era, Zhou Zhihan would definitely invite the military god Nanxiang Maozhang to have a good drink, but now the two countries are wars, and they are mortal enemies, so one of them can only stay in the air.
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