Rise From Eight Hundred

This was a chase at an ultra-low altitude, with the airspace where the fighter planes roared through only 400 meters from the ground at its lowest point.

The fierce airflow of the planes could even knock down trees as thick as calves on the ground!

Sitting in the cockpit and looking down, not only were the peaks and rocks on the ground clearly visible, but even the faces of the Chinese and Japanese soldiers who couldn't help looking up on the battlefield covered with gunpowder could be seen clearly.

The three fighter planes used their engine power to the extreme. In less than 3 minutes, the three fighter planes in the chase mode had already run more than 20 kilometers, chasing from the battlefield of Falululing to Niangziguan and then making a big circle to return to the airspace of Falululing.

From the perspective of the sky, it is clear that the faces of the pilots on both sides in the cockpit were as cold as iron.

Iwamoto Tetsuzo's face was covered with frost. Not only was his current position at a disadvantage, he was being chased and locked by Chinese fighter planes. What was worse was that the aircraft engine of the Type 96 Land Attack under his seat, which had reached its limit, even began to shake violently. The Type 96 Land Attack, which had a maximum speed of 450 kilometers per hour, was running at a speed of nearly 480 kilometers per hour. In just one minute, his plane would disintegrate on its own without the Chinese machine guns shooting him into pieces.

According to common sense, what he should do now is not to continue to be chased by Chinese planes at low altitude, but to quickly pull up the nose of the plane, slow down at a suitable height, and climb out of the cockpit and parachute before the machine gun bullets of the Chinese plane hit his plane.

No matter where the parachute landed, his chance of survival was more than 80%. A living Japanese pilot captive was naturally far more useful to the Chinese than a corpse.

But can he escape? Or is he still qualified to escape?

Before the chase, he led two and a half squadrons of 32 fighters to an altitude of 3,000 meters. He originally thought that even if he could not win, he could at least win back a city for the entire fleet. That was also the expectation of the lieutenant colonel commander at high altitude.

But the fact is that at an altitude of 3,000 meters, he only tied with a Chinese fighter formation with fewer than his own, and then with the reinforcement of 8 Chinese fighters at low altitude, 32 fighters were defeated!

In addition to his 4-star ace fighter, only 6 survived to this time period, but this was not the final result, because at least 10 Chinese fighters were chasing them, and it was not certain whether they could return to the Imperial Airport alive!

On the other hand, what about their opponent Chinese fighters? Except for the few that were shot down at the beginning, the performance in the later stage of the battlefield was so embarrassing that it was humiliating.

The Chinese had a 13-1 record. The only Chinese fighter plane that was shot down was first damaged by him, the ace pilot. In the end, because of the damage to its engine, it stalled and was knocked down by Lieutenant Suzuki Koxiong, who shouted "Long Live the Empire", with a fighter plane that had already used up all its bullets.

Thinking of the little fanboy who came from Kobe like himself, Iwamoto Tetsuzo's eyes flashed with grief. If it weren't for this battle, the air force lieutenant who had only flown 600 hours would have had the opportunity to become the second him, and there would be a chance to paint several gold stars on the tail of the plane.

But with the loud noise at an altitude of 2,000 meters, the extremely talented Japanese Army Air Force pilot only achieved the record of shooting down one fighter plane, and there was no chance to paint gold stars on his tail.

'This is all caused by the damn Chinese! ' Iwamoto Tetsuzo, who watched his colleagues die heroically, attributed all this to the opponent who was in a strong position.

But what was more difficult for the Japanese ace pilot to accept than grief was the shame, which was so strong that it was like a substance applied to his face!

Despite such a disadvantage, he, the ace pilot, did not escape. He led the remaining ten fighter planes to fight the Chinese on the battlefield, determined to change the humiliating ending with his death, but he gained more shame.

After the chase, within a few minutes, the radio intercom kept ringing the farewells of his own pilots before dying or parachuting, from one to two, then to three or four, until the intercom was silent and there was no sound of companions, but the Japanese Army Aviation Lieutenant still did not receive a report of destroying an enemy plane.

Including himself, he has not received any report, and he is still struggling under the pursuit of the Chinese.

So far, no one can accurately calculate the battle loss ratio, but it is conceivable that the battle loss ratio is definitely more than 3 times!

With such a ratio, for people like Iwamoto Tetsuzo who claim to be an air combat ace, living is even more painful than death.

He was in love with the daughter of an army colonel, which had already become a joke in the navy. He was about to become a disgrace in the army. In the void that passed by at high speed, he could even see his beloved woman being pointed at and mocked, with her head down and eyes full of tears and no words!

Death is terrifying, but everyone has someone they love deeply! That is more important than life.

Iwamoto Toruzo, whose face became increasingly stern, showed a hint of madness on his face. He continued to lower the nose of the plane and continued to step on the accelerator deeply, ignoring the fact that the aircraft engine was shaking more and more, and even began to emit a faint white smoke.

"Damn devils, are you crazy?" Chen Ping's horrified voice sounded on the radio.

He and the instructor were holding on to this Japanese ace fighter plane tightly, and there was a reason for it. If this fighter plane had not damaged Shen Chonghai's fighter plane, how could Shen Chonghai be caught up by a crazy Japanese plane and finally hit?

Fortunately, under Huang Xinrui's strict order, Shen Chonghai parachuted at the moment when the Japanese plane swooped down fiercely. Otherwise, the end would be that the plane was destroyed and everyone died!

But this is a battlefield, and no one knows whether the parachute will fall to their own position or the Japanese position. Shen Chonghai is still in danger of death!

You say, seeing that their most proud student has a more than 70% chance of not having the opportunity to use his talent and die here, can Huang Xinrui, as an instructor, and his best friend Chen Ping let go of the instigator in front of them?

Impossible, absolutely impossible! This is the oath that the young Air Force lieutenant swore silently in his heart!

However, after a high-speed chase, when he saw that the Japanese plane was actually speeding at an overloaded speed of 500 kilometers per hour, Chen Ping still couldn't help but exclaimed!

The design speed of the 96 land attack aircraft is 440 kilometers per hour, but now it exceeds the rated power by 15%. In this state, it almost does not need to be hit by bullets. In just one minute, the fighter will disintegrate in the air. If it is not a madman, how can he do this?

"A Ping, be careful, this guy is tenacious and cunning! He should have calculated that we are running low on fuel!" Huang Xinrui reminded his wingman in a low and cold voice.

Yes, the I-153's engine with a power of up to 1,000 horsepower has just reached its rated maximum load, which is much stronger than that of the Type 96 fighter, but the fuel of the fighter that has been running for more than 600 kilometers cannot be compared with the Japanese plane that only flew from more than 200 kilometers away.

If he cannot shoot down the cunning and tenacious enemy plane in his sight within 30 seconds, his fuel will drop to a terrible reserve, and he will no longer be sure to fly back to the Zhengcheng Airport 400 kilometers away.

As the highest commander leading this fighter formation, the Chinese Air Force Major is also not afraid of death, but he is even more reluctant to abandon the fighter. The fighter is expensive, but the most important thing is that the Japanese have now blocked the coastal transportation channels, and the entire China now has no sea transportation imported from abroad to the country.

The fifty fighter planes purchased by Chinese in the United States at the beginning of the war in August last year are still at the port of Honolulu and cannot be transported to China.

The only land route for China to obtain fighter planes and other heavy weapons and equipment is the Western Xinjiang route, but it is really too far away. Not only does it require difficult negotiations, but the long transportation cycle alone is enough to make people despair.

The bear does not want Japan to quickly occupy the whole of China, but it has never thought that China can quickly win this anti-aggression war. It is in line with their strategic needs that China and Japan are stuck in a quagmire of tug-of-war!

Both China and Japan understand, but they are helpless because that is the need of the strong!

For the Air Force major in the Chinese battlefield, he can't consider the law of the jungle between the world powers. He only knows that the future war is still long, and he must leave enough weapons for his students to fight the Japanese invaders.

He must save his beloved fighter plane while avenging his best students, which also means that he must shoot down the enemy plane within 30 seconds.

In the field of vision that the two equally angry Chinese pilots could not see, the young Chinese pilot had actually landed safely on the ground, but unfortunately, just like the worst result they imagined, he landed in the Japanese position area.

If nothing unexpected happened, even if he decisively cut the parachute rope with his saber, the search team organized by the Japanese army for the pilots landing in the sky would reach his area in less than five minutes.

A single soldier equipped with only a pistol, facing a group of Japanese soldiers who were beaten to the ground and felt aggrieved, his fate was basically determined!

Shen Chonghai actually thought so too. He endured the severe pain of spraining his ankle when landing, and quickly hid in the forest. He had already stuffed his personal notebook into a rock crevice.

He didn't know whether this notebook would be discovered by his side, but he believed that his infantry would definitely win this battle. Even if they didn't find it, this land belonged to China and would definitely be discovered one day.

The various tactical actions recorded in his notebook were confidential and he didn't want to be seen by the Japanese, but more importantly, it was a sentence he wrote to his mother before the war. He hoped that his mother would have the opportunity to see it.

But within a minute, with the rustling footsteps in the woods, Shen Chonghai's eyes were filled with despair. He didn't expect the Japanese to come so soon.

Despair appeared in his eyes, but his hand holding the gun was still firm. The Belgian FN1900 pistol had a total of 7 bullets. In addition to the magazine in the gun, he also carried two magazines with a total of 21 bullets. After 20 rounds were fired, he would keep the last one for himself!

This was the oath he made when he received the gun as a student representative at the graduation ceremony of the aviation school, but he didn't expect that he would have to take the oath after only 3 months!

"Hey! Brothers inside, if you understand, squeak! Otherwise, our brothers can open fire. The Japanese devils are not a big deal to our brothers whether they live or die!" A light shout suddenly came from the outside of Shen Chonghai's hiding place.

The pure Chinese made the highly nervous Shen Chonghai dazed for a moment, but the sound of a bolt being pulled reminded him. However, he did not rush to show up, but asked in his northern dialect with a Guangdong accent: "Which department are you from?"

"Haha, it turns out that you are one of us, and you are from Guangdong Province. Come out and follow us quickly. The battle in the sky is almost over, and the Japanese on the ground are almost finished. This area will soon be covered by the artillery fire of our regiment!" With the sound, a soldier in fancy clothes strode forward and appeared in front of Shen Chonghai's gun.

Looking at Shen Chonghai who was still holding the pistol tightly, the man smiled slightly: "I am Gu Xishui, the deputy company commander of the reconnaissance company of the Four-line Regiment Special Service Battalion. I am ordered by the commander of the regiment to sneak into the enemy position to protect and transfer our pilots!"

Hearing the man's self-introduction and the MP28 submachine gun in his hands, Shen Chonghai was relieved even though his uniform was a little weird. If it was the Japanese, there would be no need to go to such trouble!

Indeed, for this group of Chinese pilots who fell from the sky, Tang Dao did his best. In addition to sending all the members of the reconnaissance company in the war zone to form a team for rescue, the reconnaissance teams of several infantry companies also shouldered this function!

Therefore, after the war, after counting, the reconnaissance team that sneaked into the Japanese position had a total of 100 people, but only 78 people were able to return to the position, of which 18 were seriously injured and 22 were killed in battle. The casualty rate was as high as 40%, but at least 4 injured Chinese pilots were rescued. The exchange ratio of one to ten was still worth it in Tang Dao's eyes.

Even in the hearts of the officers and soldiers of the Four-Line Regiment, it was worth it. It was precisely because of these heroic Chinese air forces that the huge fleet of dozens of Japanese fighter planes basically did not have a decent bombing. More than 95% of the heavy bombs were dropped by Xia Jiba, otherwise at least hundreds or even thousands of casualties would have to be paid.

"Okay, I'll go with you!" Shen Chonghai put away his pistol without even looking at the crack in the rock where he hid his notebook.

That was the last cordon set by the Chinese Air Force for himself!

Only 3 minutes later, as Gu Xishui and 6 soldiers who were also wearing "flowery clothes" hid in a bush, Shen Chonghai saw with his own eyes that a team of Japanese soldiers followed his parachute that was blown away by the wind and chased into the dense forest where he used to be!

At this point, the identity of the friendly forces is confirmed!

However, they are still in the Japanese position area. The seven soldiers equipped with submachine guns and semi-automatic rifles look powerful, but the lives of 8 people are still in danger!

However, for Shen Chonghai at this time, what worries him most is not himself, but the two Chinese fighter planes that are chasing in the air!

Although the situation in the air is already very clear, it is more dangerous to fight in a trapped beast, especially when looking at the fighter plane of Chen Ping, a friend of the instructor, Shen Chonghai's heart has been clenched!

He knows his friend's temper too well. Chen Ping looks careless and heartless, but in fact, he left a letter of withdrawal for his fiancee before the war. It is known that Chen Ping's heart is extremely delicate. He can sacrifice everything for the one he loves, including his reputation!

Chen Ping only hopes that after he dies in battle, the one he loves will not be too sad, that's all!

Perhaps, this is what comrades-in-arms are like. You are in the sky, I am on the ground, one is staring at the ground, the other is looking up at the sky. Although we cannot see each other, we hope that the other is well!

Being alive is my greatest wish for you!

However, this is a battlefield, and it is impossible for everything to be transferred by human will!

When sacrifice is inevitable, let me do it! This is almost the last wish of the Chinese soldiers present.

In the heart-wrenching roar of the engine, even with Gu Xishui's calmness, the eight Chinese soldiers seemed to have forgotten the danger they were in and looked up at the sky involuntarily.

In the field of vision, Chen Ping's wingman, who was responsible for luring the enemy, had relied on his skilled technology to turn sideways and slow down at low altitude to get out of the lock of the Japanese plane.

The Japanese plane gave up chasing Chen Ping by turning sideways and exposing its vulnerable belly, but continued to lower its nose and dive to a low altitude of 300 meters or even lower.

Huang Xinrui, with a trace of regret on his face, released his hand from the trigger of the machine gun. The Japanese plane was really cunning. As long as he turned sideways, he could completely lock him with the sight that had locked the enemy plane's possible flipping position in advance. The metal bullets spewed out by the four machine guns on the nose could penetrate the enemy plane's fragile belly and blow it up.

However, the cunning Japanese pilot did not fall for it, but dived to a lower altitude.

But, can he escape like this? Huang Xinrui pushed the afterburner hard, and also stepped on the accelerator deeply, ignoring the danger of stalling at low altitude and continued to chase the extremely tenacious Japanese plane.

He only needed 10 seconds, and he would have the confidence to catch up with the enemy plane and blow it up, whether he was pulling up or trying to evade.

Maneuvering at such a low altitude is undoubtedly extremely dangerous. Perhaps he could cause the plane to suddenly stall and crash into the mountain due to changes in air pressure. The altitude of 300 meters would not give the pilot much time to pull up and control the plane.

Two fighter planes flew one after the other at lightning speed, less than 300 meters above the interlocking positions of the Chinese and Japanese sides. The strong airflow formed a gust of wind on the ground, which made people unable to open their eyes.

But both the Chinese and the Japanese were reluctant to close their eyes.

The 20mm machine guns and 7mm heavy machine guns on the anti-aircraft positions of the Four-Line Regiment did not fire, and they just lay on the ground and watched the two fighter planes belonging to two countries screaming and chasing each other madly not far above their heads.

First: The two sides were too close, and they would accidentally hurt their own side if they were not careful!

Second: For the soldiers, it was a battle in the sky.

Although the Japanese invaders were extremely hated, it was hard for people to feel bad about the tenacity of this lone Japanese pilot who was still fighting.

From the perspective of human nature, every act of choosing to fight despite knowing that one would die was a spirit, which even surpassed the great hatred of life and death between nations.

Without experiencing the battlefield, you cannot understand the wonderful emotions between soldiers.

Although the ground artillery fire was still fierce, the soldiers of both sides had not yet started the collision on the ground battlefield. They were all waiting.

Waiting for the end of the sky battle!

The Chinese soldiers were waiting for the final victory in the air battle. The morale boost brought by that victory almost doomed the outcome of the ground war.

For the Japanese on the ground, it was almost a heartbreaking wait.

The eagle of the Great Japanese Empire broke its wings in the Chinese sky, and one after another of the eagles of the empire fell in the terrible formation charge of the Chinese planes again and again.

Up to now, only one is still fighting and fighting, although it is at an absolute disadvantage.

Most Japanese people don’t know what they are waiting for. Are they waiting for the fall of the last eagle of the empire? Or are they waiting for the imperial eagle to fight back and shoot down a Chinese plane to give them a shot in the arm?

The possibility of the former is as high as 90%, and the possibility of the latter is more like a fairy tale.

But no matter what, the morale of the Japanese infantry, which had already fallen to the bottom, has an upward trend because of Iwamoto Tetsuzo's unyielding spirit.

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ps: There was no update yesterday. My daughter said early in the morning that she wanted to go camping with her classmates and needed three parents to drive. As a doting demon, how could I refuse? I spent two or three hours preparing everything and drove on the road. In one day, I was the driver and the barbecue chef, and I also had to be an astronomer to popularize the bright stars at night, and then I was bitten by a group of mosquitoes. Really, be careful when camping in summer! Those children who have entered the third year of high school can't care so much. The main theme is "Dad, we are the new generation who can go wherever we want"!

Dear you, you must think twice before you act! This is the conclusion I came to after Feng Yue didn't update yesterday and went out for a walk. I hope everyone doesn't make this mistake. I have a bag on my leg as proof!

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