The expeditionary force began to dominate Southeast Asia by recruiting defeated soldiers

The F4U-4B 'Corsair King' (pictured at the end of the chapter, author's explanation) was the last F4U 'Corsair' to appear in World War II. It was not finalized until 45 and its performance undoubtedly far exceeds that of any fighter jet in any country today.

其装备的R-2800-42W发动机通过喷水加力技术可以输出2400匹的狂暴马力，值得这架最大起飞重量达到7吨的重型战斗机不仅在5000M高空可以达到697 km/h的最大极速，其在低空也能达到超过500 km/h的极速，即便被44年扶桑的四式Ki-84“疾风”战斗机咬尾，也能靠着极速轻松摆脱。

因此当这16架张弛每架花费10kg 九九九足金从系统中兑换的F4U-4B从7000米高空极速俯冲而下，用漂亮的倒海鸥翼上的4门M3 20mm机炮喷吐出火舌之时，所有的鬼子轰炸机驾驶员都来不及作出任何反应。

These Ki-49 Hundred-Type 'Dragon Swallowing' heavy bombers, flying in swallow-shaped formations of three at an economic speed of 350km/h, were almost instantly shattered into pieces by a series of 20mm cannon ammunition.

"Tatatata, tatatata."

The sound of heavy machine gun fire and piston engines ripped the sky apart.

A bomber at the front of the formation was torn to pieces in an instant.

Four fire snakes mixed with tracer bullets, like angry giant pythons, accurately hit the mirror-smooth greenhouse-style all-glass nose, instantly turning the pilot, co-pilot, nose machine gunner and navigator into a rain of blood.

The screams at that moment were ruthlessly swallowed up by the roar, and only heart-wrenching despair accompanied the shattering of the plane's nose.

The bomber, which had lost control, quickly began a deep dive. The Japanese soldiers inside the plane were like helpless fish, and were forced to jump out of the plane one by one in despair.

The wreckage of the headless plane flickered ominously in the sunlight, and as gravity pulled it back into the embrace of the earth like a meteorite.

At the same time, the wing of another bomber was broken by heavy artillery fire, and it immediately entered a death spiral after losing its aerodynamic shape.

The huge fuselage spun wildly in the air, accompanied by the sound of twisted metal and torn air, and gradually fell to the ground.

The Japanese captain's face began to turn pale as he felt weightlessness and spinning.

"Abandon the plane! Abandon the plane!" His voice was filled with despair and fear, as if he was ordering himself and his companions.

After saying this, he ignored the reactions of the other machine gunners and bombardiers, decisively put on his parachute, and jumped out of the rotating plane.

"Sergeant, help me! Help me!" The nose machine gunner was in a panic. He was stuck in his position, and the seat belt was tightly wrapped around his body like an iron hoop.

He shouted desperately outside, but his voice was ruthlessly swallowed by the spinning plane, leaving only the helpless cries of the Japanese.

More bombers were blown up in mid-air. The fuel ignited by the 20mm machine guns and the bombs that exploded directly turned them into fireballs, and the sky instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The tragic scene caused by this instantaneous killing immediately shocked the remaining Japanese bomber pilots. They looked at this sudden massacre in shock and completely lost their minds.

"Drop the bombs, drop the bombs!" A pilot's voice tore through the radio channel.

"Return home, abandon the mission and return home!" Another voice sounded extremely desperate in the trembling voice.

"Pull up, pull up quickly to avoid it!"

"Dive quickly so we can escape faster!"

Various panicked shouts rang out one after another in each plane. The panicked Japanese bombers instantly scattered and fled in fear.

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First Class Airman Cao Wenyuan Lingtai, who considered himself an elite pilot, stared at the brutal scene behind him in amazement.

How did these enemy planes get past our escort and into the fighter formation?

Isn't it true that air combat is achieved by constantly probing, dogfighting, and besieging with 7.7mm and 12.7mm machine guns?

How could the enemy planes shoot down nearly 10 of our tough heavy bombers in one round of dive?

Wen Yuan Lingtai, who had no idea that the independent aviation team had been waiting for them in the sky for a long time, had a lot of questions in his little head.

Without time to think, the captain of the aviation squadron roared an order over the radio:

"Turn around, turn around quickly, we have to rescue the bomber formation."

However, just as Wen Yuan Lingtai followed the instructions to turn the plane right and made a 180-degree turn, he found that at the edge of his vision, more small black dots were coming towards him from high in the sky.

At this time, you can no longer turn around to rescue the bomber group, as that will only expose your tail to the enemy and put you in an unfavorable situation.

"Cancel the turn, let's meet the enemy." The captain's clear and brief instructions were transmitted to Wen Yuan Lingtai's ears through the shortwave radio.

Having been well-trained and having rich combat experience, he subconsciously rolled over and turned the fuselage upside down. Then Wen Yuan Lingtai pulled the joystick hard, and the lightweight Ki-43 'Falcon' fighter immediately performed a large downward dive.

This series of smooth movements not only allowed Wen Yuan Lingtai's plane to return to the enemy, but also exchanged altitude for speed.

Although his plane's altitude had dropped considerably at this point, after the gravitational potential energy was converted into kinetic energy, his "Falcon" style had already reached a very high speed, which could support him in the subsequent fight.

"Wingman, follow me! Wingman?"

After taking a breath, Wen Yuan Lingtai, who had just recovered from the dive, finally had time to contact his wingman.

Then he discovered that his rookie wingman pilot had chosen to pull up due to nervousness. This wrong operation caused the wingman to climb a lot higher, but the speed dropped sharply, and he became a "big piece of meat" hanging in the air.

This sudden climb certainly helped the wingman avoid the enemy's first round of dive strafing, but due to the lack of speed, the wingman was soon turned into aluminum and iron garbage by another P-40 with the firepower of 6 12.7mm machine guns under Wen Yuan Lingtai's nose.

There is no time to grieve over the sudden death of your wingman. Next is the time to test your personal combat skills. Come here!

Hey, where are the people?

Wen Yuan Lingtai took a deep breath and thought that the opponent's dive was over and it was time to enter the dogfighting and circling phase that he was most familiar with. However, he found that the fighter planes with the "Hua" emblem painted on their wings had no intention of fighting with him. Instead, after using the high speed brought by the dive to get away from him, they climbed back to high altitude on their own.