Bright Sword: Starting from the Improved Grenade

Chapter 235: Taihang Type 1 Fighter vs. Type 97 Fighter

Changzhi.

In the sky, a flying formation consisting of 27 Type fighter jets was flying at a constant speed.

"Captain, the intelligence says that the Eighth Route Army has a certain amount of air power. Should we be more careful?"

The 9th Air Squadron's vice-captain, Saburo Soramoto, said worriedly.

"What are you careful about?"

The commander of the 9th Air Squadron, Kamakura Kimito, replied nonchalantly.

"The mission is simple. We just need to reach the target, drop the bombs, and then shoot the helpless Eighth Route Army soldiers."

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Suddenly, a series of machine gun fire was heard, and the three Type 97 fighter planes at the back were directly hit and disintegrated in mid-air.

"Baga, it's a sneak attack, scatter, scatter."

Kamakura Kito looked back and saw ten strange fighter planes suddenly appearing, and shouted.

"I want to run now, but it's too late!"

Huang Zhefu pushed the lever and said, "It's time to give the fallen dog a beating."

"Yes."

Ten Taihang Type 1 fighter planes followed closely behind the Type 97 fighter plane.

"idiot."

Kamakura Bokuto gave the order while dodging the bullets shot from behind.

"The enemy's fighter planes are faster than ours. We must engage in a maneuverable war with them and defeat them with technology."

Because only his plane and the deputy captain's plane had radios, after Kamakura Kito finished explaining the tactics, he decisively turned left.

Saburo Soramoto also turned to the right at the right time.

Soon the remaining 24 Type fighters were divided into two groups. Huang Zhefu smiled when he saw this.

"Hualongyi, you have good skills. Follow the flight formation on the left. Don't fight them. Just monitor them from a distance."

"Yes."

Hua Longyi nodded, turned the nose of the plane and chased in the direction of Kamakura Bokuto.

"Everyone, follow me in pairs!"

Huang Zhefu pushed the joystick and said, "Remember, you don't have much time to fly, so you must make full use of the fighter's speed advantage."

"Yes."

After Saburo Soramoto communicated the combat methods to the fighter planes around him by flapping his wings and other methods, Huang Zhefu also caught up with him.

"spread."

Saburo Soramoto shouted, and the twelve planes that were originally in a dense formation suddenly scattered and flew in three directions.

"Remember to work in pairs, assist each other, and take advantage of speed."

Huang Zhefu gave instructions again and chose a plane to chase after him.

"go to hell!!"

Taking advantage of his speed, Huang Zhefu quickly caught up with a fighter plane and pressed the fire button at the fighter plane in front.

In an instant, the 20mm machine gun fired a series of powerful fire.

As expected, the Type 97 fighter plane was hit and began to emit black smoke, turning and falling.

This scene frightened the Japanese driver next to him. He quickly pulled the operating lever and climbed upwards, trying to get rid of Huang Zhefu.

But Huang Zhefu just smiled and pulled the operating lever as well.

The Taihang Type 1 fighter climbed at a faster speed and soon boarded the Type 97 fighter.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

After a few machine gun shots, the Type 97 fighter that was climbing was hit on the tail wing. The fighter quickly lost balance and fell down.

"Another one solved!"

Huang Zhefu looked around, saw the sky was already empty, and pressed the microphone.

"I'm done here, how are things over there?"

"Reporting to the instructor, I am from Team No. 2 and have successfully shot down a plane. Please give me your instructions."

"Reporting to the instructor, we are group number three, we have shot down two fighters, please give us your instructions."

"Report to the instructor, we are group number four, ..."

Based on the reports from each group, Huang Zhefu calculated and found that they had shot down seven planes, and the remaining Japanese planes could not be found.

"Very good, everyone turn around and chase after student Hua Longyi."

Huang Zhefu glanced at the fuel tank and found that there was still twenty minutes of fighting time, so he immediately led everyone to rush towards the Japanese plane again.

"Zizizi...is that the instructor?"

Suddenly Huang Zhefu received a telegram from Hua Longyi.

"It's me, what's your situation now?"

Huang Zhefu asked quickly.

"I'm running back. There are more than ten planes chasing me!"

Hearing this, Huang Zhefu's eyes shone: "Everyone, have you heard the telegram? Get ready for battle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Zhefu saw a fighter plane coming alone, followed by aggressive Japanese fighter planes.

"beat."

With almost no hesitation, Huang Zhefu pressed the machine gun fire button.

In an instant, it was nine against twelve, and machine guns were firing at each other.

Because of the first-mover advantage, the Japanese Type 97 fighter plane used a 7.7mm machine gun.

None of Huang Zhefu's planes were shot down, but three fighter planes of the Japanese side were shot down.

Looking at the three planes burning and falling, Kamakura Kimito knew it was time to retreat strategically.

"Xiao Li, Wang Wu, are you all okay?"

Huang Zhefu looked at the two fighter planes on the left whose wings were hit and shouted.

"We are fine, instructor. It's just that our speed has been affected a bit."

Huang Zhefu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the voice coming from the headset, but to be on the safe side, he still gave instructions.

"You can go back first, leave this to us!"

"No, instructor!"

Xiao Li and Wang Wu begged, "Everyone is open today, but we are the only one that is not open. Please don't chase us away!"

"Be obedient and go back quickly!"

"Instructor, there's no need to chase them away."

Suddenly Hua Longyi interrupted and said, "The Japs are running away!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Zhefu looked up and saw that the Japanese troops, who should have turned around or climbed upwards, were now flying away without looking back.

“He really ran away!”

Huang Zhefu was stunned for a moment: "Forget it, everyone go back, this battle is over."

"So... did we win?"

There was silence in the headset for a moment, and then a student asked carefully.

"Haha, of course we won... Dear students, we won!!"

Huang Zhefu replied with emotion.

“Yeah~!!”

"Great, we won!!"