I am a wolf warrior

Wang Ye's heart immediately rose to his throat, lest Wei Xilai would encounter accidents here.

In this flash of light, Wei Xilai suddenly kicked his feet and made a lateral move, moving forward at least two meters to the right at the same time.

It was the lateral movement of more than two meters that saved his life.

It was also in this flash of light that Wang Ye lightly pulled the trigger of his rifle.

With a shake of the shoulder, the bullet roared out of the gun, but I don't know if it hit or not?

Wang Ye estimated that he missed a hit, because the Devil fighter had already pulled up again, then completed a U-turn with a somersault, and was about to launch a third wave of dive.

At this moment, a puff of black smoke suddenly rose from the belly of the fighter.

In the blink of an eye, this little black smoke has turned into billowing smoke and an open flame.

Then the entire fighter lost control and fell sideways from the air.

A moment later, the Type 500 Nakajima fighter fell about [-] meters away, and then a raging fire ignited again, and a martyrdom explosion occurred.

Looking away, when looking for those little devils again,

But found that he had no idea where he had gone.

I don't know if I became a deserter, or I found a place to hide.

However, Wang Ye and Wei Xilai did not dare to be idle, and immediately turned back to the marching direction of the team directly under the Independent Regiment, continuing to search and hunt other devils.

Chapter 262 Victory

"what happened?"

"Who actually stabbed the hornet's nest?"

"It's been a day, and the devil's plane has never stopped."

Surrounded by Fang Ligong and several staff officers, Chu Yunfei came out of the war room and looked up.

I saw two Type [-] fighter jets with plaster patterns painted on their wings flying over the regiment headquarters, and the flying altitude was very low, almost pressing on their heads.

Sun Ming subconsciously wanted to draw out his gun.

Seeing this, Fang Ligong quickly stopped: "Company Commander Sun, don't provoke the devils lightly."

Sun Ming said unhappily: "Sit, the devil's plane has already flown over our regiment headquarters, so don't we have to wait for it to drop bombs before we can hit it?"

"Devil planes don't drop bombs."

Fang Ligong waved his hand and said, "Obviously, they didn't come for our 358 regiment."

"Didn't they come for our 358 regiment?" Sun Ming put his pistol back into the holster, a little puzzled, "Then who are these bastards coming for? It's been flying all day."

Fang Ligong shook his head and said, "I don't know about that either."

Chu Yunfei frowned and said, "Looking at the heading, this should be the Devils air force stationed at Datong Airport. Could it be that the Devils are going to take some major action against Xi'an or Chongqing?"

Fang Ligong shook his head and said: "If the devils really want to bomb Xi'an or Chongqing, it seems that there is no need to send fighter jets from Datong Airport to go south to escort them? After all, the air force of the national army is already in name only, and it is impossible to form a real attack on the devils' bombing fleet. Sexual threats."

Speaking of this, Chu Yunfei sighed.

The air force of the national government has really existed in name only.

Right now there are only a few trainers left, not a single decent fighter.

At this time, Sun Ming suddenly said: "Could it be to bomb Li Yunlong and the others?"

"No." Fang Ligong waved his hand and said, "Even if Li Yunlong has broken through, he will definitely go south to Jinnandong, but the direction of these devil fighter jets is clearly the Tibet Basin..."

Before the words were finished, a communications staff officer hurried over.

"Regiment seat." The communications staff stood at attention and reported, "The front position reports that two Eighth Route Army troops were found in the Tibet Basin. The two sides were fighting fiercely while marching toward our side."

"What?" Chu Yunfei said, "You mean two Eighth Route Army?"

Fang Ligong was also dumbfounded: "Could it really be Li Yunlong and the others?"

"Yes." The communications officer said, "Devil planes are attacking one of the Eighth Route Army."

"That makes sense." Chu Yunfei nodded, and said, "Let's go, Brother Li Gong, let's go to the front line."

At the moment Chu Yunfei brought Fang Ligong, Sun Ming and his party straight to the forward position of the 358th Regiment on the edge of the Tibet Basin. By the way, the defense area of ​​the 358th Regiment is in the northeast of the Tibet Basin.

……

A few hours later, over the Tibet Basin.

Toshio Nishizawa skillfully pushed the joystick, and drove the Type 901 Nakajima fighter numbered "[-]" to dive down from the sky.

Through the front windshield of the cockpit, you can clearly see,

An Eighth Route Army is running wildly on the ground. This Eighth Route Army is very good in terms of tactical quality and physical fitness. Not only does it run fast, but it is also very skilled in technical and tactical movements.

The Eighth Route Army has obviously received targeted training.

When running, never go in a straight line, but in a zigzag.

From time to time, there will even be a sudden lateral movement, or run in a tangential direction.

However, this was of no use. Toshio Nishizawa only needed to push the joystick a little to quickly adjust the dive angle of the fighter jet and re-lock the Eighth Route Army.

In such an open and flat terrain, it is absolutely impossible for humans to escape the lock of fighter jets.

Finally, after adjusting the dive angle, the fighter jet had already entered the shooting track. Toshio Nishizawa pressed the button without hesitation, and the two 7.7mm heavy machine guns installed under the nose fired violently in an instant, two visible to the naked eye. The flames immediately swept towards the Eighth Route Army on the ground.

The tactical quality of the Eighth Route Army is really good.

Even without raising his head, he could feel the imminent danger of death just by hearing.

Even during the high-speed galloping, he made an unimaginable lateral shift. While moving forward at a high speed, he moved almost two meters laterally to the right in an instant, which is really good.

However, this is of no use.

Because Akio Nishizawa had already seen it once just now, it was impossible to be fooled again.

The Eighth Route Army would be fine if it didn't move laterally, but this lateral movement happened to hit the ballistic trajectory.

"Puff puff puff!" The bullets rained heavily on the Eighth Route Army, and Mino Nishizawa even saw blood spattering.

In a blink of an eye, the fighter jet had dived to the lowest point, and Toshio Nishizawa pulled up the joystick vigorously, and the Type [-] Nakajima fighter jet raised its head sharply and began to pull up.

The huge overload instantly pressed on Toshio Nishizawa, causing his blood pressure to soar, and his vision turned crimson.

But fortunately, the strong discomfort that was about to explode quickly disappeared, and the fighter climbed smoothly, and then readjusted its flight attitude after a somersault, preparing for the next wave of dive and strafing.

However, this is no longer necessary, the Eighth Route Army has already been killed.

Counting the one he killed just now, he has already killed the two Eighth Route Army.

Looking back, I saw an "Eighth Route Army" with a white towel around its neck marching.

Of course Mino Nishizawa knew that the captain had told them before they set off that this was the person who had advanced into the team.

The advancing imperial soldiers seemed to be able to sense that he was looking at them, and raised their hands in unison to salute him, and waved their hands after saluting.

Nishizawa also returned the military salute.

So far, his flying mission has been completed.

However, I checked the fuel gauge and found that there was still half a tank of fuel. It would be a waste to return to Datong now.

While there is still half a tank of gasoline, why not hunt down the remnants of the 386th Brigade. It is said that these Eighth Route Army can run quite well, let's see if they can outrun his fighter jets?Long-winded Karma!

Toshio Nishizawa pushed the joystick lightly, and the Type 901 fighter numbered "[-]" immediately drew a huge arc in the air, roaring towards the northwest airspace.

……

"Captain, Commander."

Ge Erdan caught up with Li Yunlong panting.

Li Yunlong was already out of breath.

Tens of kilometers down, the hard man can't stand it.

Turning his head and glanced at Ge Erdan, Li Yunlong said, "Erdian, what's the matter?"

"Nothing." Ge Erdan waved his hand, and said again, "I just feel a little strange, why did the little devil's fighter plane suddenly disappear?"

"Hey, I really didn't pay attention if you didn't tell me."

"It seems that the Devil Fighter hasn't appeared for a long time."

As soon as Li Yunlong finished speaking, the roar of engines suddenly sounded in the air behind him.

"Fuck!" Li Yunlong yelled, "Dumb, you fucking crow mouth!"

"Can you blame me?" Ge Erdan said aggrievedly, "It was obviously after you finished talking that the Devil Fighter appeared again. If you want to say crow's mouth, it is your crow's mouth."

"You fucking dare to talk back?" Li Yunlong was furious.

Soon, the Devil Fighter screamed and swooped down.

"Quick!" Li Yunlong yelled sharply, "Spread away! Scatter! Scatter quickly! Scatter quickly!"

In fact, without Li Yunlong's reminder, the remaining dozens of people in the direct subordinate team had already dispersed. This was to reduce the density of personnel and weaken the lethality coefficient of the Devil fighters' dive and strafing.

This is of course valid for the entire direct team.

But for individuals, being locked in means sacrifice.

As for which one the Devil Fighter will lock on, it depends entirely on luck.

"Puff puff puff puff puff!" The two elastic belts quickly stretched forward on the snow.

The two soldiers in the phone squad were running forward desperately, but they were caught straight in one moment, and the next moment, the two phone soldiers turned around and fell to the ground on the snow.

The bright red blood quickly dripped from under the two of them, staining the pure white snow red.

Two more brothers died under the devil's fighter jets, and Li Yunlong's heart ached.

These are all experienced soldiers, but they are all elites who crawled out of the dead, the backbone of the battle!

But no matter how painful my heart is, I can't stop. Those who died have already been sacrificed. The most important thing is to keep those who are still alive. We must bring these brothers who are still alive to Northwest Shanxi to continue fighting the devils!

"Hold on, brothers, work harder!"

"Run a few more miles and you will be able to enter the mountain!"

"Look, we're entering the mountains not far ahead!"

"As long as we enter the mountains, the devil fighters will have nothing to do with us!"

Li Yunlong felt that his lungs were about to explode because of the long running, but he still endured the strong discomfort, panting loudly to encourage the soldiers: "Don't stop! Don't stop! Come with me!"

While galloping, the Devil fighter jet swooped down again with a whimper.

"Puff puff puff puff puff!" The two elastic belts were pulled past Li Yunlong.

With a slight difference, Li Yunlong would fall under the devil's swooping and shooting.

The two grooms running beside Li Yunlong were not so lucky and were shot and died on the spot.

A moment later, there was another whistling sound in the air behind him, indicating that the Devil fighter jets swooped down again. I don't know who will choose this time?

At the juncture of life and death, Li Yunlong didn't think about anything, just kept his head buried and ran forward.

At this time, no matter what you do, it is superfluous, just one word, run, run hard, and run forward as hard as you can.

"Puff puff puff puff puff!" Two more bullet points extended from ten meters away, and the two cooks in the cooking class were hit straight and died on the spot.

"Ah! Little Japan, I am your eighteenth generation ancestor!"

Li Yunlong raised his head and cursed hoarsely, and finally rushed into the woods.

Behind Li Yunlong, the last remaining 30 fighters of the directly subordinate team also swarmed into the woods, and they finally reached the mountainous area in Northwest Shanxi.

They... won!

……

Fighter "901" pulled up again.

Toshio Nishizawa felt a little regretful.

I really want to dive again, but unfortunately the Eighth Route Army on the ground has already entered the woods. Behind the woods are the mountains in Northwest Shanxi, and the terrain is extremely complicated.

And there wasn't much gasoline left in the tank.