Chapter 314: Unequal Massacre!

After all, the radar had just been debugged when the plane appeared.

Either there was a problem with the equipment or there was an enemy attack.

But given the rigor of German engineers, it was definitely not a problem of equipment debugging.

Then there is no need to think about it, it must be an enemy plane attacking.

"Oh, God, what is this? So many planes? How is this possible? Is there something wrong?" A German engineer felt his scalp tingling. With so many fighter planes, there must be something wrong.

"Impossible, oh my god, it's really a plane. From the northeast, a hundred kilometers away, there are more than forty abnormal targets flying towards us..."

As the German engineer spoke, Kang Ya behind him immediately realized that something was wrong.

"Quick, quick, call the headquarters immediately, call the Air Force, and tell them that the Japanese planes are coming."

At this time, Kang Ya didn't care whether this radar was real or not, and just shouted.

"Yes."

If it hadn't been for the sudden discovery by radar, the Sichuan Army's Air Force would probably have suffered a great loss this time.

Because Lieutenant General Nakazono Moritaka felt that it would be too embarrassing not to retaliate.

After all, he had just been promoted to lieutenant general. If he did not retaliate after suffering a loss, others would probably just laugh at his incompetence.

This kind of humiliation is absolutely intolerable.

Therefore, it was decided to send a flying brigade to teach the Sichuan Army a profound lesson.

This is why more than forty abnormal targets appeared as soon as the radar was installed.

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"Japanese army? More than 40 fighter planes? This little devil won't cry until he sees the coffin."

"It looks like Xu Baoyu and his men hurt the Japanese soldiers."

"If there were no radar, and the Japanese launched a surprise attack, I really wouldn't be able to do anything to stop them."

"But now that we have radar, do we still need to be afraid of them?"

At the same time that Air Force Commander Zhang Yang received the telegram, Cun Yunsheng also received the telegram.

He didn't expect that the Japanese were so brave.

How dare you take revenge on him.

If he had fewer fighter jets, he would probably suffer a great loss.

Now with the help of radar, I'm afraid it will be the Japanese army that will suffer.

"Sir, is this radar really powerful?" Meng Fanle didn't know much about this thing, so he asked puzzledly.

The Japanese plane was discovered when it was still hundreds of kilometers away from them. This is really amazing.

Originally he was wondering what this radar was used for.

I only now realize that it is possible to detect airplanes, but can we spot enemy airplanes from hundreds of kilometers away?

Isn't this amazing?
"Well, radar is equivalent to the scouts and eyes of the Air Force. Our current radar is only capable of decimeter waves. If it were centimeter waves, it would be even more powerful. We can detect the Japanese planes as soon as they take off, and then we can ambush them in the air." Cun Yunsheng explained.

But for now, decimeter wave radar is sufficient.

Of course, this thing still has a high failure rate and may even make mistakes.

But it’s much better than nothing.

"That's great. With it, we can be bolder when making plans in the future." Meng Fanle touched his chin. He always felt that with this thing, he could be bolder when making plans in the future, so he said with a smile.

"Want it bigger? How big do you want it?" Cun Yunsheng asked jokingly.

"At the very least, we have to scare the guy in Shancheng half to death." Meng Fanle smiled.

"I guess the guy in Shancheng probably can't sleep at night now." Cun Yunsheng also joked.

"Maybe they are considering promoting you now. After all, you have made such great contributions, but your military rank has not been promoted at all. The guy in Shancheng is really stingy. He is really stingy to the ragtag troops." Meng Fanle also joked.

"Hahaha, I'm not interested in promotion. I just want to fight the Japanese now." Cun Yunsheng shook his head and said.

"Call Zhang Yang and tell him to find a way to wipe out this group of Japanese troops. Let the Japanese know that we are not easy to mess with. It's time to show off our muscles. Otherwise, they will think we are easy to bully."

"Yes." Meng Fanle responded quickly.

At Hanoi Airport, new flight trainees are flying in pair formations under the guidance of their instructors.

Since the oil fields in Myanmar were reopened, the Sichuan Army's fuel shortage has been alleviated.

Of course, it is just a relief as the industrial system continues to expand.

The demand for fuel is also increasing.

So Myanmar has increased its oil production, but the output is limited.

The only way to completely solve the problem of fuel shortage is to develop new oil fields.

The exploitation of the oil field has already begun.

The main thing is to wait for the equipment for oil extraction to arrive.

The training of the Air Force cannot be separated from the support of oil.

Cun Yunsheng specially approved the Air Force to use unlimited fuel.

To this end, the Air Force let go and basically flew from morning to night every day.

There is no way, the pressure from Cun Yunsheng is too great.

A total of three hundred students were sent here, so the amount of training naturally had to be increased every day.

Fortunately, training at all costs still has great effects.

The average flight time of these flight trainees is more than ten hours.

According to Cun Yunsheng's standard, one can go to the battlefield in fifty hours, and I believe that the standard can be met soon.

"All students, please go back and summarize your experience of today's flight."

"Also think about the mistakes you made during today's flight and remember to correct them next time."

"Remember that the Japanese pilots have been flying longer than you and have more combat experience."

"If you don't summarize today's mistakes carefully, and continue to make the same mistakes as today when facing Japanese fighter planes in the future, it will cost you your lives." Zhang Yang looked at the rookies in front of him and said earnestly.

Since the annexation of Siam's aircraft, the Sichuan Army's air force has developed very rapidly.

He mobilized all his connections and wrote letters to his old friends, saying that the aircraft here were very advanced and there would be no situation where they were not allowed to take off.

When those pilots who had lost their fighter planes and had nothing to do heard that there were fighter planes, they ran over without saying a word.

Many more came later.

Cun Yunsheng accepted all these pilots with combat experience.

In addition, Cun Yunsheng brought a group of flying club coaches from America to be responsible for training.

After all, the veterans under his command have to take off and fight at any time.

The students in the rear will be handed over to these flight instructors.

"Yes! Instructor!" All the students responded immediately.

"You must remember today's tactical moves. This is your secret to saving your lives. As long as we cooperate well, the Japanese planes won't be able to catch us at all." Zhang Yang said again.

"Yes! Instructor." All the students responded again.

Just when Zhang Yang was about to say something, a rapid alarm sounded and his face suddenly changed.

"All students should return to the classroom immediately to learn theoretical knowledge. The instructors will be responsible for teaching you theoretical knowledge next." Zhang Yang immediately asked the students to return to the classroom first, and then trotted towards the airport runway.

As a result, as soon as we reached the runway, we saw fighter planes taking off one after another.

"What's going on? It took off so quickly?" Zhang Yang, who had just arrived, asked the ground crew who was in charge of refueling the fighter plane.

"Who approved them to take off?" Zhang Yang was the highest commander of the entire air force. Logically, they should have received his order before taking off. However, as soon as he arrived, a fighter plane took off, which made Zhang Yang a little annoyed.

"It was a team led by Captain Gao Yuntian himself. The headquarters just called and demanded that all Japanese fighter planes be wiped out. Captain Gao Yuntian did not have time to report and immediately led the team into the air." The ground crew said hurriedly.

"It's Yuntian. Okay, I got it. Let all the fighter planes take off and wipe out the invading Japanese troops." Zhang Yang nodded and gave the order.

"Quick, fill up my fighter plane with fuel."

"Well, sir..." The ground crew hesitated.

"Come on!" Zhang Yang said without letting anyone refuse.

"Yes."

At this moment, he was full of fighting spirit and wished he could fly into the sky immediately and have a big fight with the Japanese.

"It will be ready soon." The ground crew operated skillfully and soon filled the fuel tank.

At this time, fighter planes took off one after another, and a total of fifty fighter planes took off.

There were thirty more bombers behind them loading ammunition and preparing to take off.

Gao Yuntian, who had just taken off, couldn't help but gasp when he saw this scene.

It seems like there are too many fighter jets dispatched this time, right?
Before I had time to think about it, Zhang Yang's voice came over the radio.

"All fighter planes take off to 6,000 meters, complete formation, and wait for orders to attack."

"Yes!"

All the pilots responded at the same time and began to climb.

"Commander, why are you leading the team in person this time?" When Gao Yuntian saw Zhang Yang's phone, he couldn't help but ask.

"Why else? Revenge. How many of our fighter planes did those damned devils shoot down? How many of our comrades shed their blood in the sky."

"But you are the backbone of our Air Force. If something goes wrong, what will happen to our Air Force?" Gao Yuntian asked hesitantly.

"Don't worry, I have made arrangements and it will not affect the training of our Air Force." Zhang Yang shook his head and said.

After hearing this, Gao Yuntian didn't say anything more.

Instead, he concentrated his attention on his phone.

Hearing this, Zhang Yang didn't say anything more.

Soon, fifty fighter planes arrived at the designated airspace, waiting for the appearance of the Japanese army.

Soon, forty Japanese fighter planes appeared in their sight.

If it weren’t for the radar’s early warning this time.

I'm afraid they will really suffer a lot.

When the two sides met, there were no excessive tricks. Zhang Yang immediately ordered them to form teams in pairs and cover each other.

Fighting towards the Japanese fighter planes.

Hundreds of fighter planes were fighting in a melee, chasing, fighting and struggling in the air!

At the same time, some fighter planes were hit, thick smoke filled the entire fuselage, and it was shaking.

The air battle between the two sides was extremely brutal, and everyone's only thought was to shoot down the other side.

From time to time, fighter planes were shot down in the air without even a chance to parachute.

There are two things that matter in air combat: technique and courage.

After all, from the moment the two sides started to exchange fire, it meant that either you kill me or I kill you, there was no third way.

"Damn it, why did they know that we were going to attack Hanoi Airport?" Lieutenant Colonel Junichi Kurosaki, the Japanese pilot leading the team, asked a soul-searching question.

Their raid this time was a spur-of-the-moment plan and there was no leak at all.

And no one knew that the target of this attack would be Hanoi Airport.

The results of it?
As soon as they arrived over Hanoi, they were attacked.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, his plane would have been shot down by the first round of intensive fire.

"Baga..." Lieutenant Colonel Junichi Kurosaki could only keep hiding.

"Da da da!" Gao Yuntian found a Nakajima Type 1 "Falcon" fighter and immediately pushed the throttle to maximum. When the enemy plane entered the aiming circle, he decisively pulled the trigger.

Accompanied by tongues of fire, the Japanese fighter planes in front of them were instantly blown up.

Before he could think about it, he saw a tongue of fire flying towards him out of the corner of his eye.

Without saying a word, he decisively raised the fighter plane.

Taking off at an angle of 30 degrees is something that only a full-metal fighter can do.

If it had been a wooden fighter plane, it would have disintegrated in mid-air long ago.

"Baga!" The Japanese pilot behind him couldn't help but curse when he saw this.

Unfortunately, the bullet did not hit the opponent, but was instead hit over his head by the opponent's climbing speed.

This is not a good sign. If he doesn't get rid of it quickly, he might be shot down.

"Nani, what kind of new fighter is this?"

"Such a high altitude? Can it be pulled up?"

The Japanese pilots racked their brains to understand why they could climb at such a high altitude.

Gao Yuntian took advantage of the opportunity to climb and reached above his head.

"Go to hell." Gao Yuntian roared immediately.

Then, press the fire button.

Da da da da da!
Four tongues of fire appeared simultaneously on the outside of the P51 fighter, completely blocking the enemy plane's escape route.

"Baga, why four machine guns?"

Until the moment he was hit, he didn't figure out why the other side had four machine guns.

This is totally unfair!

What's the point of fighting?
In fact, if he knew that there were two machine guns inside, he would probably be even more desperate.

"Damn, what kind of fighter plane is this? Why have I never seen it before?" After more than a dozen fighter planes were shot down in succession, the team leader, Lieutenant Colonel Junichi Kurosaki, finally discovered that something was wrong.

These fighter planes, painted with silver, have been roaming around the periphery, constantly shooting down their fighter planes.

The P40 fighter planes were good at dogfighting, and if something went wrong they would immediately pull away, never giving the Japanese planes a chance to catch up.

Therefore, from the beginning of the battle to now, most of the fighter planes shot down were Japanese fighter planes.

"Your Excellency Lieutenant Colonel, these Chinese fighter jets are more advanced than ours. Their speed is close to over 600 kilometers per hour. No, it's even higher. They are several times faster than our fighter jets." The wingman on the side said sternly.

"Baga..." Lieutenant Colonel Kurosaki Junichi roared angrily.

At this time, in the sky, although the Japanese pilots were experienced and relied on excellent technology to repeatedly hit the enemy's planes, the damage caused was limited as long as their machine gun bullets did not hit vital parts such as the fuel tank, cabin and wings.

What's more, Zhang Yang had issued an order that absolutely no fight with the Japanese army was allowed.

You should use your own speed to increase the distance and then look for an opportunity to fight.

The P51 fighter is excellent in both firepower and speed.

Facing the Japanese fighter planes, they were slaughtered without any hesitation.

"Damn it, the Empire's fighter planes are already outdated, and our army must produce more advanced fighter planes, otherwise we can only passively take the beating." After watching for a while, Lieutenant Colonel Junichi Kurosaki knew that if he continued, he would probably die here.

"Lieutenant Colonel, it's time to withdraw. We have no way of shooting down their fighter planes."

"Baga, I know, retreat immediately."

(End of this chapter)