I want to be a good person

The Japanese soldiers were beaten so badly that they screamed and howled like ghosts.

The officers and soldiers of the Nationalist Army in charge of the attack were overjoyed and rushed forward loudly.

"Sir, is this our Fiat plane?"

"A bit like."

"Could it be that our planes changed their livery on purpose to confuse the Japanese?"

"It's possible. We can't rule it out. However, it seems that they are not used to the local climate. There are fewer of them now."

Zhang Aiguo became more and more satisfied with the Ki-10 Type 12 fighter. It had outstanding maneuverability and extremely agile dogfighting capabilities. The Kawasaki -cylinder twin-row liquid-cooled piston engine was powerful, and it had fast climbing performance and a small turning radius.

It is easy for an industrialized country to defeat an agricultural country, at least that's what the Japanese thought before the war. Even Italy, which built the Fiat CR2.0 Wrigley biplane, single-engine, single-seat fighter, thought so.

The Arrow aircraft became the first fighter aircraft in the Chinese Air Force to be equipped with radio equipment.

In the early days of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, it was these aircraft that defeated the Type 2.0 land attack aircraft. The biplane fighter's ability to take off and engage in combat reached its peak in the era of dogfighting .

Later, due to the special nature of aviation fuel and the lack of spare parts, it gradually withdrew from the battlefield.

Seeing that the war situation on the ground had reached a clear watershed, Zhang Aiguo lowered the nose of his plane and dived downward, flying over the heads of the national army. He flew so low that he could even see the face of the regiment commander.

Everyone was happy and excited, but being chased, bombed and beaten by others made them feel frustrated and unable to express themselves.

Many soldiers waved to Zhang Aiguo excitedly. What is the meaning of life?

What is the meaning of being a soldier?

Suddenly, I seemed to be back in my youth.

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It was an era of passion, ardor, loyalty and faith.

I was young once, and I am still young now.

At a certain moment, Zhang Aiguo forgot where he was and fought for his country and his nation. Blood rushed to his head.

The wind blows from high above, ride on the wind and set sail.

The cold wind kisses my face lightly, gentle yet piercing my bones.

Zhang Aiguo looked at the fuel gauge and found that there was still a lot of fuel. He once again flew over the heads of the Kuomintang soldiers, enjoying their cheers and salutes.

Damn, I am indeed a vulgar person, an ordinary person who is extremely vulgar!

Without God's blessing, you are no better than a piece of shit. There are so many talented people in the world, but maybe they just lack luck, or maybe they just don't have that destiny.

Everything is the best arrangement of fate!

The planes buzzed across the sky, once again bringing infinite psychological shock to both sides of the war.

Lowering the nose of the plane and diving to shoot was all just a daydream, it happened again and again but never again.

Zhang Aiguo remembered his purpose.

Hanging out with both the Blue and Red parties, with his qualifications and past, the chances of making a name for himself are slim. Even if he does make a name for himself, it will only be a breakthrough, from a dry object to a dirt object. If there is someone, he will become an official, and if there is no one, he will still be a dirt object.

Sometimes it’s not that we live clearly, but that reality is filled with too much helplessness.

Several planes met on the road. They were painted in military green and had the Hinomaru logo. They spread their wings and exposed their bellies before taking off.

Walking along the Yangtze River, you can still smell the freshness of the river water thousands of meters above the ground. This is my beloved motherland.

The Japanese gunboats are still rampant, wantonly blocking the activities of fishermen. The so-called joint-stock companies have firmly grasped the pulse of the economy.

Standing on the gunboat with smiles on their faces, for them, it was just a battle to expand the country's territory.

They are heroes of their own nation, even if they have no remorse and have committed endless murders.

The earth is left with indelible traces of pain, and many people have become rootless ghosts.

Just because you are not strong enough, the National Army really doesn’t want to fight the war?

This is a false proposition that can only be separated and no one can explain it.

The throttle is fixed in the same position at 300 km/h.

The Type 95 fighter was not equipped with a one-way radio and was unable to communicate with the control console.

Zhang Aiguo was like a lost bird, slowly flying towards Nanjing.

At this moment in Nanjing, the reform government was carrying out a propaganda campaign. The mayor and leaders of various government agencies gathered with the East China Expeditionary Army, and used radio loudspeakers to express their love for the so-called Sino-Japanese friendship and the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere.

"Everyone, let us welcome Colonel Murata, the illegitimate son of the Great Japanese Locust Army, to speak. Applause, welcome!"

There was thunderous applause.

Officials dressed in yellow robes, long gowns, western suits and leather shoes, and various military uniforms, were full of confidence under the protection of triple guards, so-called saving the country in a roundabout way.

"Cough cough."

"Everyone, the East China Expeditionary Army Headquarters is honored and would like to express its heartfelt gratitude to the military government, business community, financial community and other people from all walks of life of the Great Japanese Empire for their cooperation in actively restoring the economy and developing industrial production."

"Now, as the representative of the Expeditionary Forces Headquarters, I invite all of you to present the trophy."

With the blessing of truth, the applause continued to roll in, as if it had burst out with the greatest enthusiasm, and the applause never stopped.

"buzzing"

There was a roar coming from the distant sky, and a Type 95 fighter jet with a red paint job slowly came into the sight of the crowd.

"Everyone, the Empire's fighter planes, we are developing the latest fighter planes, it is the best in the world, breaking the world record..."

It was a lot of nonsense, all about how powerful the Japanese were, to give up resistance and to jointly build the Greater East Asia Common Sphere.

I remember that there was an air defense identification zone in my previous life. Zhang Aiguo broke through at high speed and low altitude and penetrated the anti-aircraft firepower network. It was the heart of the country controlled by the devils and the seat of the puppet government. Was that it?

Appearing strong on the surface, the gap between reality and ideal.

The Japanese lieutenant colonel finished his speech and prepared to step down.

But he saw a Type 95 fighter plane swooping down at high speed, and he felt puzzled.

Nani?

I will definitely complain to the headquarters and demand a strict investigation of the pilot.

During World War II, the Japanese had no air force. Under the oppression of the army and navy, they only had army aviation and naval aviation. Could it be that they were experiencing the embarrassing situation of three monks without water to drink?

No one knows. We are not the Japanese devils. We do not have abnormal psychology and cannot understand other people's logical thinking at all.

The roar is getting louder and louder. Boom, a bomb?

As a fighter plane, the Type 95 fighter cannot be equipped with bombs, but machine guns are sufficient.

"Da da da"

The onboard machine guns fired without mercy, heading straight for the rostrum.

The buzzing sound and the rattling sound of machine gun fire sounded a tragic song of the end of life.

Thanks to the unchanged arrangement order for thousands of years, leaders are all in the front row, making it convenient for them to go on stage to speak, and they must take fewer steps.

If something happens, the leader can leave first, and everything must be done according to plan.

The chain of fire created by the bullets tightly locked the traitor in the middle, and his loyalty to the Japanese was shattered into ashes at this moment.

It was chaos, there was great terror between life and death, no one dared to face it, just like the Japanese devils who claimed to have been baptized by Bushido.

The Japanese who took drugs are not included in this list.

The two flags were broken and fell to the ground. Countless feet stepped on them, leaving countless footprints.

What about the persistence in your heart?