Anti-Japanese War: I am Li Yunlong. Hobby nuclear leveling

Over the Songhu battlefield.

A flight formation of twenty-four Type 96 fighter jets was flying in the airspace heading to Songjiang.

The Japanese army had more than 200 land-based aircraft on the Songhu battlefield, including part of the bomber fleet coming from Baodao, and the number of fighter jets was only about 100.

Dispatching a quarter of the fighter group to the Songjiang battlefield is already a considerable support to the Songjiang battlefield.

Now the Japanese army on the Songhu battlefield is fully pursuing the retreating Chinese army. Air support is needed everywhere, and many fighter jets are used as reconnaissance aircraft.

If it hadn't been for the appearance of the Hells Angels, and if it hadn't been for the thirty-two bombers that were gone and never returned, the Army Aviation Corps would have been hard-pressed to agree to the Sixth Division's request for help.

The fighter unit dispatched this time was the Thirteenth Air Force of the Second United Air Force dispatched by the Japanese army to participate in the Songhu Battle. The captain of the air force was Lieutenant Colonel Okubo.

Due to the appearance of a mysterious large aircraft from China, Lieutenant Colonel Okubo personally led the aviation team to dispatch.

The first one was naturally to shoot down the aircraft, and the other was to see the performance of the aircraft. Based on the army's description of the aircraft, the top brass of the Japanese aviation force were quite interested.

According to the Army's intelligence, this aircraft has a very large fuselage, four engines, a wide fuselage, and a large amount of ground-attack firepower on both sides of the fuselage. Its ability to kill ground troops is quite astonishing.

Moreover, the endurance is very strong, and the aircraft is still lingering faintly over the Songjiang battlefield.

Just when Okubo was thinking about what kind of plane it would be, the co-pilot behind him said:"Lieutenant Colonel, I just received a message from the Sixth Division. The plane disappeared over Matsue. The Sixth Division We will launch another ground attack in five minutes." When

Okubo heard this, he frowned and said,"It's possible that they don't need to replenish fuel. This time we are supporting Matsue. We can encounter the best, but we can't. Support the ground troops in combat."

After saying this, Okubo picked up the intercom and informed the other aircraft of the message just sent by the Sixth Division. Suddenly, the voices of various fighter pilots of the Little Japs rang out in the channel:

"Commander, this is a bit of a coincidence."

"I heard that the thirty-two bombers of the First United Air Force disappeared without a trace. I think there is something wrong inside."

"What's the problem? Could it be that the national army dispatched all its fighter jets, but that couldn't leave the First United Air Force behind?"

"We are the strongest. Even if the enemy has any conspiracy, it will be crushed in front of the powerful Imperial Air Force."

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Listening to the various voices coming from the radio, Okubo was very satisfied with the reaction of the pilots under his command. These are the elites of the empire, with courage, technology, and thinking minds.

However, for this mission, Okubo did not dare to be careless. Although the thirty-two bombers were a bit bulky, the national air force was completely unable to bear them.

Now that it has disappeared silently, there is indeed a big problem inside. If it is lost in the hands of the enemy, it means that the enemy has very powerful firepower.

Just when Okubo picked up the phone and was about to remind everyone to be more vigilant, an exclamation sounded from the radio communicator:"Twelve o'clock direction, high altitude." The sound came out, and the radio communicator suddenly became quiet, and everyone Everyone looked up and looked directly ahead at the sky.

At the end of the cloudless sky, a small gray dot is gradually becoming clear.

Okubo quickly took out his telescope, and was startled when he saw the appearance of the small dot in the distance.

A large number of weapons were arranged on both sides of the huge fuselage, which looked like hedgehogs. The huge fuselage was flying towards them at the moment.

Okubo quickly picked up the radio and prepared to notify other aircraft that enemy planes were incoming.

However, when he pressed the talk button, a busy tone suddenly came from the intercom, and at the same time, the headphones on his ears also made a harsh beep.

The co-pilot behind him was even more anxious, because all the radio stations in the co-pilot were severely interfered with and could not receive any radio signals at all, nor could they send any messages.

Only then did Okubo realize that the pilots of several nearby fighter jets were making questioning gestures towards him, and he could only immediately make gestures to meet the enemy.

Hand gestures were quickly passed among the Japanese fleet, and the twenty-four Type 96 fighter jets quickly dispersed and began to climb toward the Hell's Angels.

The Japanese aircraft group below could only climb quickly, and the Hell's Angels were not slow either. Their speed of 500 to 600 kilometers per hour was faster than the 530 kilometers per hour of the Type 96 fighter jets.

When the Hell's Angels also accelerated their approach, the little Japanese pilots on the Type 96 fighter jets were all shocked to find that the two sides were approaching at an extremely fast speed. It was not that their fighter jets were faster, but that they were faster.

And no matter how they climbed, the huge plane was always at a higher level than them.

This almost made it impossible for all Type 96 fighters to launch attacks.