I want to be a good person

I was flying proudly when I noticed a roar coming from behind and a small dot in the rearview mirror.

Grass.

Zhang Aiguo cursed the plants angrily.

Do a spiral roll?

I felt a headache without even thinking about it. Even the experienced Japanese pilots couldn't beat the red-haired ones, let alone the rookie who could only fly.

Even if you open fire, you still have to calculate in advance.

how to spell?

The grocery shopping contestants and professional racing drivers are not on the same level at all.

Just keep pushing the throttle and gas.

Fortunately, the one behind him was also a Type 95 fighter.

Zhang Aiguo had an opportunity to strike first, but he had to waste time as the planes flew past one in front and two behind him.

The red polka dot paint made the Japanese cheer.

The Japanese were full of national pride. They were trampling on a great ancient country with 5000 years of history, and their inner inferiority was released.

Type 1 does not have a radio, so you can only chase it from behind and there is no way to call.

The Japanese pilots were even more surprised. There were six Type 95 fighter planes in the hangar. Where did they come from?

After receiving the interception order, it took the Japanese only six minutes from dressing to taking off.

There were two planes taking off at the same time, and I wanted to call them but couldn't.

The one in front is running away as hard as possible, and the one behind is chasing him as hard as possible.

The two chased each other and occasionally turned a small corner. Zhang Weiguo looked at the winding Yangtze River.

I was so excited that I didn't let up on the accelerator. I was very nervous and my mind was focused.

Zhang Aiguo felt a little stiff, a little sore, a little swollen and a little painful due to the wind. The only thought left in his mind was to run fast, and he performed the movements mechanically.

In the air, life and death are just a matter of a moment. You are neither up nor down, and the only thing that accompanies you is the air.

Flying forward and exceeding the airspace defense zone, the Japanese planes separated to the left and right, circled and rose, and flew behind us. The flight distance needed to leave some margin for the return trip.

Zhang Aiguo exhaled deeply, and his heart suddenly relaxed. The vicious dog kept chasing him, and the tension in his heart was almost reaching its limit.

After moving his wrists in rotation, the boats on the river were clearly visible.

Just as I was secretly rejoicing, a plane in front came into view. It was a pair of Japanese fighters, probably Nakajima E8N Type 380 seaplanes, with a maximum speed of 10.98 kilometers per hour and a wingspan of meters, which was obviously larger.

The Japanese two-seat reconnaissance vehicles all have a certain degree of dive bombing and air combat capabilities, and are equipped with two of the same type of machine guns.

The other party stretched out his hand and made several gestures, but Zhang Aiguo didn't understand them.

Will it be for me to shoot?

I guess so.

"Da da da da da"

The sudden strafing made the Japanese change their look. Since they had opened fire, they must kill them all.

The fire continued, and the bullets formed chains in the air, rushing towards the enemy fiercely. The Japanese's technology was really amazing.

Although the plane is long and clumsy, it has floats underneath. With a gentle pull, the plane draws an arc in the air. Zhang Aiguo can only use his speed advantage to stick closely to it.

I don't know how to calculate the lead time, so shooting depends purely on luck.

God is still on the side of justice. By accident, he took the initiative and the bullet hit the fuel tank of the water reconnaissance ship, causing a lot of thick smoke to come out.

I can beat the master with random punches, now look at my lightning five-whip combo.

Zhang Aiguo heard strange noises coming from the enemy plane, the air was filled with smoke, and bullets whizzed out from the enemy's rear machine gun. It was a bloody and heroic act.

The Japanese planes had lost their ability to attack, and the billowing smoke indicated that they had only one outcome: crash.

If you want to attack again, you need to circle around and go around, but you don't have the strength.

Zhang Aiguo quickly adjusted the nose of the plane and continued to move forward, with the Yangtze River guiding him.

If it weren't for China's complex geographical environment and poor transportation conditions that blocked the Japanese invaders, the War of Resistance would not have been won by just making long speeches.

After all, it's talk, not guns!

No matter how loudly they shout, people still need to sacrifice their lives to consume the enemy's elite soldiers.

Yichang was still in the hands of the National Army. As he flew over, Zhang Aiguo saw balloons hanging and sharp air raid sirens resounding in the sky.

Zhang Aiguo did not get close and flew low for fear of anti-aircraft fire. The safe airspace is above 6000 meters, and the National Army can only hit at 4000 meters.

However, the anti-aircraft artillery did not dare to fire because there were too many traitors. Once fired, it would be a one-time attack and the position of the position would be leaked. This reminded Zhang Aiguo of the Battle of Nanjing.

Without the guidance of flares and a direction map, how could the enemy's aircraft bombs fall directly on our heads and safely avoid the dense anti-aircraft fire network?

More than three hours passed. There were mountains below and after turning a corner, Zhang Aiguo estimated that he had entered Sichuan. What he had to do now was to land safely.

Heading straight to Chongqing, that would put a lot of psychological pressure on the captain.

The Japanese started their strategic bombing on February 27, 2, and the bombing lasted for more than five years in an attempt to break the determination of the anti-Japanese war. Who gave them the courage?

It was all thanks to Old Wang that he was able to win over, divide, coerce and induce people, and instigate division.

The enemy's desire to destroy us has never disappeared, and they are only laying low in order to launch a surprise attack.

Zhang Aiguo gently retracted the throttle, lowered the accelerator, and slowly moved the joystick forward to lower the angle of the nose.

Lush mountains with terraced fields in between and all the roads are dirt roads.

The altitude continued to decrease, the load on the wings increased, and the passing wind blew up a cloud of grass clippings.

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The nose of the plane was pressed down, and the front wheels touched the ground, which was a bit bumpy.

The three fixed wheels shook a few times on the ground, rising and falling, and the fuselage rose and fell. Zhang Aiguo tried hard to control the balance to reduce the left and right swaying.

I've seen fast-paced car drifting and extreme off-roading, but the difference is so great across the screen. I was deeply touched this time.

The villagers working in the fields were so scared that they ran to the mountains and forests, even abandoning their cows. The iron bird gradually fell to the ground.

The plane flapped its wings and the throttle was lowered to the minimum. Zhang Aiguo pushed the joystick forward slightly, the nose of the plane lifted slightly, and it slowly slid to a stop.

After turning off all the switches and putting away his flight suit, Zhang Aiguo jumped out of the plane.

With a wave of his hand, the plane disappeared.

Finally, I landed safely, but the numbness and aches in my body could no longer be suppressed and came all at once, with every hair emitting fatigue.

There was neither the mood nor the time to check the condition of the aircraft, and the ground, which was worse than a field airport, only caused damage to the tires.

There was a wooden box tied to the bicycle and he was wearing a gray shorts.

After the people had gone far away, the barefoot villagers ran out and took the cow away first to avoid being treated as a suspect by the soldiers who arrived later.

It's your own land, your own soil, why should you suffer injustice?

The journey was up and down, and after a while, Zhang Aiguo couldn't bear it anymore, it was too tiring.

After thinking it over, he took out an unlicensed Ford car and drove forward in the dust.

More than an hour later, a group of soldiers rushed over.

“Is this where the plane went down?”

The scratch marks on the ground were very obvious, but the problem was that nothing was seen.

Strange.

Where are the plane and the people?

"Look for any witnesses."