The battle between the Chinese and Japanese armies was extremely fierce. Both sides had to fight for inch of land. The main force was pressing down and entered a stalemate state of heat.

Sudden.

"Woo~~"

A shrill sound of bombers diving sounded behind the Japanese positions.

Didn’t you say that you would no longer send fighter planes to help?

The Japanese were very happy while thinking about it, and they all turned around and looked up at the back of their positions.

With imperial bombers coming to support, it will take no long before the Chinese army can be wiped out again.

The sunshine in the east is dazzling.

The Japanese couldn't see which bomber was diving, but no matter which bomber it was, it would be enough to make the Chinese army on the opposite side flow into a river.

Hearing the sound of the bomber diving, the Chinese defenders immediately felt fear in their hearts. As soon as our war eagle left, the Japanese bomber came out to provoke.

"The Japanese bombers appeared, be careful to hide. All machine gunners lined up to prepare for air defense. Everyone took bayonets. Once the Japanese crossed the trenches, they would fight with the Japanese and fight hand-to-hand combat."

The Chinese army commander heard the sound of the bomber, and he couldn't see which Japanese bomber was flying from the east against the sun.

"It's not the Japanese bomber, it's our fighter, or the Chinese fighter with the blue sky and white sun emblem painted on the wings..."

A Chinese soldier was lying in a trench, with his hands on a pergola, and his eyes were sharp. He saw the Type 96 that was swooping from behind the Japanese position in the East and shot down five Japanese aircraft in a row.

"What? Our fighter plane?"

"You see clearly, is it really our fighter jet?"

"Didn't our fighter planes fly away?"

"Oh, my God, it's indeed our fighter plane. I saw the blue sky and white sun emblem..."

"I saw it too, and I also saw the 214 number on the fuselage, which is our fighter plane, dived towards the Japanese..."

Many Chinese soldiers confirmed that the one who dived from behind the Japanese position was the No. 214 fighter jet like the God of War.

Zhou Zhihan also installed a sound device on the nose of the No. 214 war to shock the enemy's guts.

The No. 214 ship made a simple high-angle turn during the dive and flew at ultra-low altitude.

Press the button on the joystick.

Open fire.

The two cannons on the nose and four machine guns on the wings spewed out six flame tongues at the same time, following the wide trench on the Japanese most frontier position, shooting wildly from north to south. Wherever they went, flesh and blood flew across, broken limbs and broken arms, and screamed constantly. In just seven or eight seconds, the trench on the Japanese most frontier turned into a fire dragon.

The powerful firepower of the No. 214 battle intensively hit the Japanese grenades and mortars in the trenches. From north to south, powerful explosions came one after another, shrapnel flew, blood and flesh splattered everywhere, broken limbs and broken arms, white bones were everywhere, fires soaring into the sky, thick smoke rolled, and most of the Japanese soldiers were injured in the entire trenches. The rest rolled out of the trenches, and they were still carrying fires on the ground and cried and shouted to their parents...

Zhou Zhihan opened the system and repurchased the ammunition. Ship 214 was full of ammunition. The fighter plane did not need to be lifted. It continued to attack at ultra-low altitude. Wherever it went, corpses were everywhere and blood flowed into a river...

Zhou Zhi smiled coldly, and then attacked wave after wave, specifically attacking places with heavy weapons or soldiers: "The Japanese devils of the dogs also let you taste the feeling of being bombed and try the planes you made yourself..."

Zhou Zhihan wanted to add the bullets for the second time, but was rejected by the system. At present, the permissions are not enough.

Zhou Zhihan twitched his mouth and quickly lifted it up. This time he had to quickly leave the battlefield. The fighter plane had no ammunition, which was worse than a tiger without minions. If there were Japanese fighter planes coming to reinforce...

The No. 214 ship battle slowly flew low above the Chinese position, shaking its fuselage left and right, looking at the Chinese warriors below both sides, saluting the military.

No one knows whether the warriors of the Chinese army stationed in Luodian can still see the sunrise tomorrow morning.

Chinese soldiers on the ground saluted one after another.

Salute to the pilot of the No. 214 ship battle.

This plane and the pilot changed the fate of everyone on this battlefield. If it weren't for this fighter plane, it would be very likely that Luodian would have been captured by the Japanese army.

Zhou Zhihan flew the fighter plane, climbed up slowly, entered the clouds, and disappeared among the blue sky and white clouds.

The Chinese army took advantage of the victory to pursue the enemy and completely repelled the enemy on the other side.

The combat power brought by a fighter jet was so terrifying that it almost destroyed an elite Japanese army unit with its own strength.

This shows how much damage the Japanese planes and ship artillery fire caused to the Chinese defenders during the Battle of Shanghai.

The No. 214 ship climbed to a high place, entered the clouds, and flew northwest of Shanghai. He was careful along the way, trying to hide above the clouds, and had to roll on the side from time to time to check whether there were enemy planes behind him.

Zhou Zhihan just made a 90-degree roll to ensure safety behind him, muttering: "You can never shoot all the bullets in the future. You have to leave them for two seconds to defend yourself. It's really a teenager who doesn't know that the bullets are expensive, but only when you get old..."

I was hiding along the way and was worried. The battle of the No. 214 finally flew to the front, located on the edge of Yangcheng Lake in Kunshan, above the undulating reed marsh, which was full of smoke and dense reeds. Many places also had dense bushes.

A long red ribbon fell from the clouds. After more than ten minutes, a long white road suddenly appeared in the large grass beside Yangcheng Lake. If it weren't for the air or at the right time, it wouldn't have been seen.

Zhou Zhihan pressed the rod, the plane descended and opened the landing gear. The No. 214 ship, which had already reached the bottom of the fuel tank, landed steadily and slowly. Then, a few minutes later, the white runway disappeared out of thin air. Even if someone drove the plane over a low altitude of hundreds of meters above, it would be impossible to find this white runway.

Because this white runway is decorated with dense green plants, and the faint smoke is shrouded in smoke, ghosts would not have thought that there is actually a white runway in this place for a Type 96 ship to take off and land.

As soon as the battle of the No. 214 ship stopped, more than a dozen guerrillas ran out of the straw shed in the grass and worked together to push the plane into the pre-built camouflage shed for inspection and repair.

This place is slightly higher, so it will not accumulate water or be affected by flooding. Dig deep into the hangar at a high position, with waterproof troughs around it, and covered with camouflaged plants and trees, which cannot be discovered.

Just in the early morning of October 4, the machine gunner on the Chinese troop transport train hit the fuel tank of a Japanese Type 96 carrier-based aircraft, and the Japanese pilot had to make a forced landing.

Zhou Zhihan, carrying a rifle, jumped off the train, followed the smell of gasoline, and ran for more than ten kilometers. Finally, on the edge of a swamp, he saw the Type 96 ship battle that was forced to land in the mud on the swamp.

The pilot of the Type 96 ship battle battle was hit by shrapnel and the blood flowed continuously. After successfully landing, he pulled out the signal gun. Due to the severe blood loss and the frightened during the landing, he fell into a coma before he could fire the signal flare.

Just as Zhou Zhihan went to check whether the plane was seriously damaged, dozens of guerrillas also followed the smell of gasoline. If it weren't for seeing Zhou Zhihan wearing the air force pilot's clothing, the two sides would have almost exchanged fire.

After reading Zhou Zhihan's ID and listening to his experience, the guerrillas did not immediately believe him. The enemy is very cunning now. Who knows whether your ID is forged, and who knows whether you are a spy from the Japanese army.

So, Zhou Zhihan was temporarily taken care of, waiting to confirm his identity.

The guerrillas will never let a bad person go, nor will they wrongly accuse a good person.

Half an hour later, Zhou Zhihan was invited out, and the guerrillas confirmed Zhou Zhihan's identity, Chinese students to the United States, major of the Chinese Air Force, and how could the Chinese Air Force chief instructor who shot down multiple enemy planes colluded with the enemy and sold his country?

Given that Zhou Zhihan was wronged and that the people who could fly planes in the guerrillas were not here, the two sides hit it off and cooperated. Zhou Zhihan was responsible for flying fighter jets to kill the enemy, and the guerrillas were responsible for getting motor oil and ammunition.

The guerrillas took only one and a half days to get the fighter jets out of the mud without any damage, cleaned them up, and built a simple runway...

The Japanese pilot was unable to heal his death due to excessive bleeding.

The guerrillas were also full of talents. They transferred aircraft mechanics from other places to repair the damaged fuel tank and fuselage, removed the Japanese plaster logo and number, replaced it with the blue sky and white sun emblem, and wrote the number 214.

In the next day, the guerrillas used various channels to get fuel and ammunition.

For the great cause of anti-Japanese war, the guerrillas fully supported the Chinese Air Force to fly into the blue sky.

Just in the evening of that day, a leaflet distributed by the Japanese army was delivered to Zhou Zhihan.

The next morning, newspaper boys all over the beach ran around the streets: "The Japanese ace pilot made an appointment with the Chinese Air Force chief instructor...The nickname is the nickname..."

Citizens rushed to buy.

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