I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

Jennings stared at the Japanese machine gun position. When he was 1,500 meters away, he pressed the button on the joystick with his right hand and pulled the handles of the machine guns on both sides with his left hand.

Three fighter planes opened fire at the same time, and nine lines of fire formed a shape and flew all the way towards the Japanese machine gun position.

The Japanese army also opened fire, and dozens of fire lines were directed towards the three planes.

Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff!

After the dive, the Japanese machine gun positions were in chaos. If you were hit by a machine gun, you could still keep your body intact, but if you were hit by a machine cannon, not only would your flesh and blood fly everywhere, but your whole body would be torn into pieces?

The Japanese machine gun position was destroyed, and one of the three planes here also raised white smoke.

The plane pulling white smoke turned and retreated. It was still in time to go back. The other two planes were circling in the distance, preparing for the next round of attack.

Before the machine gun position could catch its breath, the second wave of attack planes arrived, still with nine lines of fire, shooting towards them from a distance, with blood, flesh and dust flying everywhere.

It came almost instantly and disappeared almost instantly.

Haruki Isayama had a painful look on his face. Although another plane had raised white smoke, the machine gun position could no longer be seen.

"Order the artillery to disperse, quickly, quickly!"

Before the order was given, the third wave of attack arrived, led by Guo Cailing. All three fighter planes were sent to aid overseas Chinese. The machine gun positions were already in tatters, and the three planes only dealt a finishing blow, but it was also very deadly.

The original plan was for fighter jets to attack in two rounds, but when the Japanese artillery began to disperse their fire, Jennings and the pilot next to him pulled the plane up.

The bomber came down, recognizing the order almost the instant Jennings pulled the plane up.

The flight trainees and defending soldiers facing the city gate were jumping until their feet were numb. Everyone's face was filled with excitement, and many veterans had tears in their eyes.

I never thought that the scream of death could be so pleasant to the ear. Seeing the bomber dive, all the students and position commanders raised their binoculars.

At an altitude of five or six hundred meters, the sound of bombers dropping bombs is more terrifying and shocking than the scream of dive planes.

boom! Boom boom boom!

Huge smoke and dust rose from the Japanese positions.

boom!

Another burst of fire shot up into the sky, followed by a huge shock wave that almost knocked the excited cadets off the city wall. The explosion was even more deafening. As expected, a shell exploded.

The second wave of bombing had only one ace pilot, who was at the front. The third wave of bombing behind them also consisted of pilots who were aiding China.

After three waves of bombs were dropped, the smoke and dust in the middle of the Japanese position blocked the view.

There were nine bombers, two of which raised white smoke and returned after dropping their bombs. One bomber raised black smoke when it flew southeast, and obvious flames could be seen on its wings from below.

Without bothering to watch the excitement in the Japanese position, a group of pilots turned their binoculars and looked worriedly at the bomber that was flaming. The bomber changed direction and flew north for a distance. When it was close to the Baisha River beach, the pilots parachuted. The plane staggered and plunged headfirst, and exploded in mid-air before it hit the ground.

Fortunately, a group of flight trainees patted their chests and landed on the beach. It was their own territory and they would not be in danger.

The seven fighter planes here were still wreaking havoc. The machine gun shells were used up in three rounds. The machine gun bullets were abundant, and they charged back and forth for five rounds before returning.

Jennings drove his fighter jet around the city gate three times in a showy manner, and finally disappeared from everyone's sight.

On the other side of the city wall, Shen Honglie excitedly put down the telescope.

"Good, good shot, brother Lengqiang! Your vision is really superior to others"!

"Orders: Search for the parachuting pilot. His safety must be guaranteed. Notify the logistics department to send 36 large yellow croakers to Cangkou Airport, two for each pilot participating in the battle."

"Order the defenders of Xicheng to prepare for artillery defense. The Japanese artillery suffered heavy losses, but there are definitely still some. We must not be careless."

"Order the special operations battalions of the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd regiments to prepare for artillery attacks tonight. The Japanese must pay a heavy price before dawn."

The parachuting pilot was named Howard, and he looked complaining when he was found.

"Damn it, those damn Japanese guys really deserve to die. I wonder if Captain Cold Gun will deduct my salary."

Back at the airport, Howard anxiously complained to Chen Rongwei, regardless of the mud all over his body and the concern of the crowd.

"Mister Chen, please save me, a lost lamb, for the sake of my hard work!"

Chen Rongwei looked confused. How could he become stupid after jumping with a parachute?

"Mister Chen, I really want to control the plane to fly back, but it's impossible now. Will Leng Qiang deduct my salary? You have to know that I have a grandmother in her eighties and hungry babies at home. Yes, they are twins."

Chen Rongwei smiled bitterly. The captain never cared about the plane. He thought the pilot was much more important than the plane.

"Mr. Howard, go change your clothes quickly to avoid catching a cold in this winter. As far as I know the captain, he will definitely not deduct your salary, don't worry!"

Howard complained and went to change his clothes, and a group of pilots and ground crew laughed.

"Battalion Commander, Deputy Director Zhang of the New Fourth Division's Logistics Department has requested to see you. He said that he came here to deliver the reward on the orders of Commander Shen."

"Please come in"!

"Sister Cai Ling, don't leave yet. Commander Shen may give out rewards."

Guo Cailing and several other pilots who were helping China stopped in their tracks. They didn't care about the reward. They had donated all their property to the Yimeng guerrillas, so why did they care about this? What they were curious about was what reward the New Fourth Division would give them.

The jeep creaked to a stop in front of a group of people, and a lieutenant of the National Army got out of the car holding a box.

"Captain Chen, excuse me for interrupting you. Commander Shen has ordered that the eighteen pilots performed extremely well just now, so they are rewarded with thirty-six large yellow croakers, two for each pilot. Please accept them."

After that, he handed the box to Chen Rongwei, saluted and said:

"I'm very busy and won't bother you any more. Goodbye."

The jeep turned around and drove away. Chen Rongwei was still a little confused. A big yellow croaker weighed more than six taels. Thirty-six of them were not light. He pulled them hard and lifted the red cloth. Then, one by one, the golden yellow croakers were revealed.

"Come on, let's divide the gold bars, two each."

The nine ace pilots were naturally smiling, each holding a cigarette to their mouths to check. The eight pilots who were aiding China were a little hesitant, but Chen Rongwei gave them two without giving them any chance to argue.

"Take it! Commander Shen is a rich man. The previous wave of attacks can help him reduce a lot of casualties. Compared to gold bars, his love for the soldiers is not much less than that of our captain."

Several people accepted the gold bars. What made them happy was not the gold bars, but the recognition from others after their crazy battle.

"Mister Chen, did I miss something?"