Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

Seeing that his own dive bomber formation had successfully cleared out most of the enemy's anti-aircraft firepower points, Reizo Ishida suddenly became unable to sit still.

This battle is very important to him, after all, it involves his future promotion. No one wants to come home empty-handed, let alone watch two bombers take all the credit.

"All squadrons! Give up the security mission immediately!"

"The enemy will not have air support. Now is our hunting time. Don't let the 97 heavy explosion finish the job!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ishida Reizo took the lead and left the formation.

Like a hunting vulture, he pounced down from an altitude of 2,500 meters in a Type 97 fighter jet.

The arrogant Japanese lieutenant colonel first blew up an artillery position with four 25-kilogram aerial bombs, and then used two machine guns to fire wildly at the trenches below.

The other thirty-five Type 97 fighter jets also followed the same example. They gave up their altitude and followed Reizo Ishida's footsteps.

But at this moment, hundreds of strange planes appeared in the blue sky. Most of them were advanced monoplane fighters, mixed with more than thirty biplane fighters.

"Arrive at the main battlefield and observe the enemy aircraft visually! All crews are ready for combat."

For the soldiers of the Ninth Army, the new aircraft made them completely desperate. With such a disparity in combat power, Army Commander Pei Changhui was already considering which unit to send to the rear.

"Commander! Something is wrong! Those fighter jets were divided into two groups, and they all went towards the Japanese!"

"Look! They're friendly forces! They're all fucking friendly forces! Those bi-wing fighters are called fighters. I've seen them on the battlefield before!"

The words of his chief of staff struck Pei Changhui like lightning, and he immediately picked up the telescope and started observing. Just as his subordinates said, the intruding friendly forces had already begun to dive towards the Japanese plane.

After a few seconds, the military commander's expression became very complicated. He knocked on his helmet with some confusion, and then said to the staff beside him:

"It's strange. I see that there is neither clear sky nor white sun on those planes, nor are there any ointment flags of Japanese soldiers."

"I didn't receive any news of air support before the war. Where did these friendly forces come from? Could it be that Yan Laoxi's Jinsui Army secretly hid it?"

Pei Changhui didn't think about the Eighth Route Army at all. After all, the two sides had a big quarrel some time ago, not to mention that the Air Force could not be formed just by forming it.

"My great army commander, what are you still struggling with at this point?"

"It doesn't matter which side he is from, as long as he is a friendly force. Should we fight or withdraw? Give the order quickly!"

After being interrupted by his subordinates, Pei Changhui glared at the chief of staff with some dissatisfaction. He pulled out his gun and patted it on the ammunition box, then said domineeringly:

"The barrels of Japanese guns have been smashed into our heads! Why the hell are we running away! If we give up now, all of our troops will be driven into the Yellow River by the Japanese!"

"Tell the brothers! We have strong reinforcements! Even if we die today, we will die on the battlefield! Anyone who dares to take a step back will be dealt with directly by military law!"

Although he is only the commander of a miscellaneous army, Pei Chang graduated from the Baoding Army Officer School and he has a clear view of the situation in front of him.

Even if you want to retreat, you have to withstand or even repel a wave first. Otherwise, he will definitely be bitten by the Japanese. If there is only one division left, then he will be considered capable.

"good!"

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Ishida Reizo lived up to the name of the Kwantung Army. This old devil did not forget to observe the battlefield environment when attacking the ground. When a strange plane appeared in the sky, he immediately picked up the communicator and shouted:

"Attention, team, we have found enemies! There are more than a hundred in number!"

"Except for the fighter jets, the models and performance of the rest are unknown. They are all suspected to be fighter jets! Everyone raise their altitude! Prepare to engage the enemy! Cover the bomber group!"

Although the height and number of their own formations were at an absolute disadvantage, the Japanese had no fear. They had confidence in their fighter jets and driving skills.

In the eyes of Xiaozhi, the pilots of the Republic of China had long been replaced. Except for the flying team that aided China, no one was their opponent.

Even if an enemy plane appears on the battlefield, it will definitely be a rookie who cannot even guarantee flight time.

Facing such a weak chicken, there is no need to seize a favorable firing position. The proud momentum alone can make the enemy's operational transformation lose its advantage.

The reaction of the Japanese was beyond Wang Hai's expectation. He did not expect that the other party would be so stubborn. Rao, the normally unsmiling fighting hero, showed a sarcastic expression at this time.

In the current battle situation, the First Air Division has an absolute advantage. After all, all air combat during World War II was inseparable from the combination of altitude + speed + firepower.

All tactics are developed from the simplest maneuver of diving. It can be said that height is speed, and speed represents life.

"It seems that the Japs haven't figured out the situation yet. The flight instructors and top students are coming with me. We are responsible for killing those escorting flies and opening up an attack channel for the novices."

"Today we are going to show the little devil whose airspace this is."

"We are in a high-energy state, so use B\u0026Z tactics and don't give the enemy a chance to counterattack!"

The energy in air combat refers to the sum of the aircraft's kinetic energy and potential energy. The kinetic energy is determined by the speed of the aircraft, and the potential energy is determined by the flight altitude.

Kinetic energy and potential energy can be converted into each other, but it takes time and there will be a certain loss.

The side with the advantage in energy can occupy a favorable angle faster, and can also use low-cost maneuvers to drain the opponent's energy and force the enemy into despair.

In air combat, energy is everything.

The B\u0026Z tactic is based on this theory. It is a very brainless but very effective way of playing.

The whole tactical process, simply put, is a high-altitude dive attack, pulling up regardless of whether it is hit or not, and avoiding any long battle by immediately returning to altitude.

As long as you have a height advantage, the opponent must tilt the plane up if you want to fight back, and doing so can easily cause a stall.

Moreover, being condescending not only makes it easy to select a target, but also makes aiming a lot easier.

In short, you can't hit me, but I can kill you from multiple angles. You only get one chance, and my trial and error cost next to nothing.

As for Captain Wang Hai not letting ordinary graduates participate in dog fights, it was entirely out of psychology of protecting them.

In today's air combat, there are no radars and air-to-air guided missiles. Aviation machine guns and cannons are the key to solving the battle. The pilot must fly the plane while searching for enemies with his naked eyes.

This is a bit like a hand-to-hand fight with a bayonet that sees red. It is not an exaggeration to say it is a meat grinder. It tests the pilot's psychological quality and on-the-spot performance.

When fighting the enemy in visual range air combat, the Japanese should not be as merciful as the instructors in the aviation school.

The first time you go to the battlefield and you have to fight with the Army Air Force pilots, it is still a bit reluctant for a pure novice.

Rather than giving away those precious seeds in vain, it is better to let them attack bombers with less threat and accumulate some experience for future battles.

In the radio communication channel, Captain Wang Hai looked at the comrades charging with him nearby and shouted:

"Attention everyone! Accelerate! Stay mobile! Rush with me!"

"We must give full play to the advantages of fighter aircraft performance and reduce the number of enemy aircraft as quickly as possible. I emphasize again, do not play circling with them."

The two Spitfires and the forty-six Hurricanes relied on the acceleration brought by the plane's descent to cooperate with their own engines. The overall speed was naturally self-evident.

When fighter jets full of industrial aesthetics swoop down from the sky at a speed of 700km/h, the Japs can basically take their hands off the throttle and joystick.

From Ishida Reizo's perspective, he saw dozens of small green dots rushing down, followed by a one-sided massacre.

A series of long bursts of fire instantly destroyed nearby subordinates, and even he himself survived with great effort.

In the test of life and death, the Japanese Lieutenant Colonel quickly made a choice.

Ishida Reizo first flew the Type 97 fighter jet in level flight to accumulate speed. He prepared to lure the enemy plane into diving again, and then looked for opportunities to pull up the nose of the aircraft to form a confrontation situation with the enemy plane.

Although there is a high chance of being killed by doing this, if you don't take risks, the opponent will continue to take advantage of the energy advantage brought by the dive until it eats your entire team.

"Baga! Where did these monsters come from! Not only is the aircraft's performance amazing, but every pilot is also very powerful."

"Umeki-kun! Let's form a temporary formation! Prepare to use the enemy's counterattack to break the opponent's B\u0026Z tactics."

Speaking of this, Reizo Ishida really felt so miserable that he couldn't express it. In just the first wave of confrontation, half of the entire team was killed.

If I had known better, I wouldn't have gambled. I just wanted to gamble for a while, but the person opposite me was a stud monster.

In his wild thoughts, a Spitfire fighter jet had already entered a combat position. He pulled up sharply and launched a long-planned attack on the unfamiliar enemy.

Perhaps an ordinary person would be in a hurry when faced with a sudden enemy attack.

But the man driving the Spitfire was Wang Tianbao, the man most familiar with propeller aircraft among the six combat heroes.

He just used a simple 180-degree semi-roll maneuver to avoid the small water pipe of the Type 97 fighter on the opposite side. Next, without any hesitation, he pressed the launch button.

Two 20mm cannons and four 7.7mm machine guns shed red tongues of flame, accurately giving the enemy planes on the opposite side a wake-up call.

Although he couldn't hear the screams of the enemy on the other side, Wang Tianbao saw the blood splattering in the cockpit cover of the enemy at the moment of firing.

After destroying an enemy plane again, he was not complacent at all. The next target was quickly selected and the Spitfire changed from a dive to an upward climb.

From head-on to firing at each other, to Ishida Reizo being beaten into mincemeat and fireballs, the whole process took less than ten seconds.

This scene was clearly seen by some soldiers on the Ninth Army position. They were secretly cheering in their hearts while preparing to deal with the Japanese army.

Cool!

Relieve hatred!

What a pleasure!

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While the fighters from both sides were still fighting, the attacking formation headed by Fang Ziyi had already rushed to the vicinity of the 97th Heavy Explosion.

All the novices held their breath. Although they could not fight side by side with the instructors to compete with Japanese fighter jets, it was still a good choice to shoot down more expensive bombers.

Over the years, they have had enough of the Japanese Lu Hang's arrogance and domineering behavior.

In the past, when seeing Japanese planes, all troops could only avoid or hide. Now it is time to avenge the shame!

Compared with fighter jets that are busy licking the ground and actively giving up altitude, the combat altitude of the 97th Heavy Explosion has been maintained at a low altitude of two thousand meters. The moment the First Air Division appeared, the bomber group exploded.

"Multiple enemy aircrews have crossed the blockade and are approaching the bomber group!"

"Escort, come back quickly, we have already entered the enemy's range! What on earth are you pigs doing! Why are you so slow to return to defense! If you don't come back, you can collect the corpses for us!"

Facing the unescorted heavy bombers, Fang Ziyi and others chose to attack head on.

This method will put more pressure on the bomber pilot, and the fighter jet heading straight towards the bomber will look like it is about to hit the bomber.

Under extreme pressure, a bomber pilot is likely to make evasive maneuvers. Other aircraft also had to dodge in order to avoid colliding with the bomber that was making evasive maneuvers.

In this way, the entire formation may be destroyed while dodging.

Once the formation is broken up, the lone bomber will have no resistance in front of the fighter jets.

Facing the attack of the First Air Division, the Japanese bomber fleet was like helpless chickens. Arrogance and arrogance make their queues too dense and difficult to dodge.

The spring thunder beats the war drum for me, and the red sun beckons me to annihilate the enemy.

At this time, Fang Ziyi looked very ferocious. He quickly locked on a bomber with his fighter scope, and 12 7.62mm aviation machine guns fired at the 97 heavy explosion ahead.

boom!

There was a loud noise in the sky, and a heavy bomber turned into a fireball.

Casualties appeared, and the Japanese pilots suddenly became anxious. They kept urging the machine gunners and bombardiers to do their jobs!

"Throw all the bombs out! Otherwise we won't be able to escape at all!"

"What are the self-defense gunners doing! Can't you even shoot down old-fashioned biplane fighters?"

"All crews! Allowed to leave the queue! Avoid by yourself!"

Hundreds of aerial bombs, enough to make the Japanese feel distressed, did not even touch the positions of the Ninth Army. Only the earth groaned in pain.

But how could these 97 heavy explosions escape the carefully prepared raid? This Zhongtiao Mountain is not only my hometown, but also a tomb prepared for you.

May 7, 1941, this seemingly ordinary day, was destined to become an indispensable part of the Chinese Air Force.

The First Air Division made its first large-scale appearance, kicking off with a surprise attack and handing over an impressive report card.

With the loss of five of our own, a total of thirty-five Type-97 fighter jets, thirty-six Type-97 heavy bombers, and twenty Type-97 single light aircraft were destroyed, which directly reduced the size of the army aviation attack on Zhongtiao Mountain by three points. one.

The eagle of the motherland will always soar in the sky.

I'm stupid, why didn't I send it out?