Age of Conquest Reborn

--go--> Lieutenant General Kiyoshi Hasegawa, commander of the Japanese Navy's Third Fleet, paid a heavy price for his arrogance. If it weren't for his stubborn belief that the amount of fuel carried by the Japanese fighter jets traveling over long distances,

It is not enough to support an air battle, and the fleet's carrier-based aircraft are ordered to adopt dogfighting tactics. Under normal circumstances, Le Yiqin's first attack wave fleet cannot take such a big advantage. At most, there will be mutual losses, and the Japanese army will suffer greater losses.

That’s all.

As soon as the air battle began, Le Yiqin focused on the aircraft of Colonel Hiroko Montenegro. Although this guy's aircraft did not have any special markings, he was in a command position with four Japanese carrier-based aircraft circling around for protection.

There was already a fight in the air, and the Japanese aircraft group was in a passive position, and they were not seen joining the air battle, which was conspicuous enough.

Militant Major General Le Yiqin's principle is to capture the thief first. He pushed the accelerator hard, and the fighter plane trembled suddenly and rushed towards Colonel Montenegro. The huge acceleration killed him.

Pressing down on the seat, he issued the command at the same time, "Wingman cover, follow me to kill that big fish!"

Le Yiqin's two wingman pilots were crawling around in the sky with the commander all day long, working together as if they were one person. With Le Yiqin's sudden movement, the two fighter jets didn't even miss a step, and the three fighter jets were at full speed.

The fighter jets, like cheetahs, swooped forward, three to five. Le Yiqin was not afraid, and her whole body was burning with the passion of the battle.

The Montenegrin wingmen spotted the three ** division fighters rushing towards them, and immediately faced them aggressively. Perhaps they were daring because of the large number of people, but they actually came to a head-to-head confrontation. In a head-on confrontation, the commander of the 1st Fighter Regiment, Colonel Wu Zhixian,

, had just shot down a Japanese carrier-based aircraft, turned around and saw this scene, and broke out in cold sweat all over his body.

"Oh my god, the commander is going crazy again, three planes versus five planes. It's dangerous enough," he hurriedly ordered: "The first group and the third squadron will go to reinforce the commander immediately. If the commander breaks a little bit of skin, you guys

Just don’t come back!”

Le Yiqin pulled the nose of the aircraft. The fighter jet nimbly avoided an approaching Japanese carrier-based aircraft. It did not change its target and still pounced on the Heishan aircraft. The Japanese carrier-based aircraft was anxious, and regardless of whether it was aiming, it passed.

Shoot indiscriminately, Lian Le

The skin of Yiqin's fighter plane didn't touch even a bit. He was busy blocking Le Yiqin's fighter plane and forgot about the wingman behind him. Several strings of bullets happily got into the belly of the Japanese carrier-based plane and exploded in the air.

A cloud of smoke.

Heishan was concentrating on observing the air combat situation. The more he looked at it, the colder his heart became. In more than ten minutes, more than 60 carrier-based aircraft had been knocked out by China fighter jets, and the loss was close to a wing. He could not continue to fight like this. Look.

The Chinese fighter jets looked like they were running out of fuel. Damn it.

"Commander, the air battle is not good for me. The carrier-based aircraft formation requested to withdraw from the battle." Montenegro is a good man who will not suffer the immediate loss and retreats. Before Major General Sato can reply, a black shadow appears in the sky and is in front of him in an instant.

Before he even had time to take evasive action, Le Yiqin's fighter jet spurted out three tongues of flames and went straight into Heishan's aircraft.

More than a hundred rounds of large-caliber machine gun bullets tore into pieces the body of the "Type 92" carrier-based aircraft, with a loud "boom". Montenegro, together with his aircraft, turned into a ball of burning debris over the Andaman Sea.

Le Yiqin's fighter plane passed through the smoke and drifted away. It opened fire from more than 200 meters away. For a high-speed fighter plane, in the blink of an eye, the two planes might collide.

Le Yiqin's bold move frightened the six pilots from the Third Squadron of the First Battalion of the Wu Zhixian Regiment who came to support them with cold sweat on their foreheads. "My dear, no wonder there are rumors within the Southern Flying Group that as long as the commander is a

On the battlefield, he is a complete lunatic. I have seen it today and I am so impressed that I am so impressed!" Le Yiqin's two wingman pilots are not surprised and are used to it.

The air battle has been going on for more than forty minutes. The Japanese carrier-based aircraft formation has been beaten to pieces. There are Japanese carrier-based aircraft everywhere being chased by the two aircraft of the Japanese division. After Le Yiqin killed Heishan, he immediately returned to the command position.

, looking around the air combat battlefield, the overall situation was very favorable, and more than 70 Japanese carrier-based aircraft had been shot down.

However, he was relieved that none of his first echelon was shot down. He saw more than twenty fighter jets of his own, which were obviously damaged. The aircraft were in very unstable condition and were still braving the darkness.

Smoke, relentlessly pursuing the little devil's carrier-based aircraft, he immediately ordered, "All damaged fighter jets should immediately withdraw from the battle and return home. Judge the status of their own aircraft. If they cannot fly back to Myitkyina Airport, parachute north of Yangon."

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Le Yiqin knew very well that his subordinates would fight to the end if he did not order them to withdraw from the battle. As long as they did not parachute in the Andaman Sea, there was no need to worry about the safety of the pilots. Except for Yangon and the Malay Peninsula, everyone

It is the area controlled by the ** Division troops.

The situation in the air battle shocked Kiyoshi Hasegawa. He looked at the Imperial Navy carrier-based aircraft exploding or crashing into the sea one after another. He almost went crazy. He grabbed a staff officer by the collar and shook him vigorously.

Ignoring the unlucky guy who was already turning purple from suffocating, he yelled in a changed voice: "Answer me, what's going on? Why can the Chinese fighter jets still carry out air combat? Their fuel, fuel!"

Hasegawa Kiyo didn't understand, and the staff officer who was about to faint was even more confused. The face of Rear Admiral Sato, the carrier-based aircraft commander of the Third Fleet, was already as white as paper. "Conspiracy, trap," he kept thinking in his mind.

He didn't understand why China's fighter jets persisted for so long, and why they would not give up until they killed the carrier-based aircraft.

It's terrible. Even if the commander of the China fleet wants to die together with the fleet's carrier-based aircraft in this way, or parachute after running out of fuel, the price they pay is too great. The gain outweighs the loss, it is unreasonable, and crazy.

The commander of the China fleet just did this. If the fight continues, all the capital he has will be spent!

Furthermore, the fuel for the carrier-based aircraft could not last long. He could not let the empire's outstanding pilots be buried with these crazy Chinese pilots. This time, he did not ask Commander Hasegawa Kiyoshi for instructions and directly issued the order: "Black Mountain

Colonel, I order the formation to return home and land on the ship immediately," there was no reply in the earphones.

Sato became anxious and repeated the order sternly. After a few seconds, a voice that was obviously not Montenegro replied: "Reporting to the commander, Colonel Montenegro is broken and has served His Majesty the Emperor. I am Lieutenant Commander Yamada Koichi, the deputy commander of the formation."

," Sato's vision went dark, he shook a few times and managed to steady his body.

Hiroko Montenegro was not only an excellent carrier-based aircraft pilot, but also an excellent air commander. He was also his most trusted lieutenant. One was on the aircraft carrier, and the other was in the air. They worked together in perfect harmony, but in just a short while, he was gone.

, "Commander Yamada, I appoint you as the formation commander and lead the fleet to return immediately," Sato couldn't help but hesitate, and he immediately ordered.

It is serious to save the remaining aircraft. Sato also saw it. No matter how evil the China fighter jets are, if they support such a long-term air battle, the fighter jets alone will not cause much damage to the entire fleet. It is best to use China fighter jets.

Come in pursuit and the fleet's anti-aircraft firepower can avenge the shattered Imperial pilots!

Sato ordered again: "The fleet should immediately prepare for air defense combat and intercept China fighter jets, and do it quickly!" The Japanese carrier-based aircraft immediately tried their best to get rid of the pursuing Japanese fighter jets, began to gather their formation, and prepared to withdraw from the air combat area.

Le Yiqin saw the plan of the Japanese carrier-based aircraft formation, and immediately ordered: "Every formation, pay attention, the little Japanese wants to run, grab the little Japanese carrier-based aircraft in front of you, kill him, no one is allowed to pursue, our job

It’s almost done!”

Sato stood in the command room of the aircraft carrier "Yunhui", watching with trepidation as the planes landed one after another. Nearly two hundred carrier-based aircraft took off. On the "Yunhui", there were seven

Fourteen, but now less than fifty have flown back. In just over fifty minutes of air combat, more than one-third was lost. It was a heavy loss and a big loss!

The tragedy continued. A severely damaged carrier-based aircraft was dragging a long tail of black smoke. When it was on the ship, it failed to control its speed. It may be that part of the control system was damaged. However, its speed did not slow down and it followed the aircraft.

Like a drunkard, he staggered towards the aircraft parked on the deck, "Boom, boom, boom!" There were several loud noises in succession, and several clouds of smoke mixed with dark red flames rose from the deck of the aircraft carrier.

Yes, four more carrier-based aircraft were destroyed. Fortunately, the pilots had already disembarked. Otherwise, they would have become the first unlucky war casualties in the history of the Japanese navy. Sato closed his eyes in pain. He now strangled Hasegawa Kiyoshi.

He was thinking, "It wasn't this arrogant, stubborn narcissist who could have caused such a big loss by issuing that bullshit order!" But he didn't dare, not even to complain.

The adjutant had already tallied up the losses, and handed it to Sato with a sad face. Although Sato was mentally prepared, he was still staggered by fright. In an air battle, seventy-five carrier-based aircraft were shot down, and sixty-seven were seriously damaged.

, so to speak, more than half of the Third Fleet's carrier-based aircraft have been lost, and only fifty of them can still take off for combat.

Sato's legs felt weak, and after a while he ordered his adjutant, "Report the loss statistics to Commander Hasegawa Kiyoshi and let him take a look!" Sato said these words almost through gritted teeth, "I feel bad, you Hasegawa Kiyoshi."

Don't feel comfortable, let me show you, this is the result of your intervention in the air combat command!" He thought viciously.

The sky returned to calm. Le Yiqin looked at the fuel gauge. It was time to return. His work was done. It was time for the second echelon and the bomber formation to appear. "Reporting to the division commander, our fleet has successfully completed the first phase of the combat mission.

Severely damage the Japanese carrier-based aircraft and begin the second phase of the attack immediately! Please give instructions, division commander!"

Tang Qiuli's joyful voice came from the earphones, "Okay, Le Yiqin, great job, let's implement it according to the original plan!" --over-->