Because, they are carrier-based aircraft pilots of the Japanese Navy.

In any era, pilots who can take off on a swaying aircraft carrier are the top group of people in the Air Force.

Compared with their arrogant naval grandson, the air force formed by the Japanese Army is really a bit like a rustic, regardless of the bloated fuselage of the Type 96 land attack aircraft or the skills of controlling the aircraft.

As the captain of this flight squadron, Takeuchi Okumi is naturally the supreme commander of the aircraft fleet.

According to conventional rules, even if the target he wants appears on the ground, as the commander, he should stay at a height of more than 1,200 meters to circle and guard.

What's more, the Chinese have used the crash of two reconnaissance planes to prove that they have a certain number of anti-aircraft guns, and their strength is not tolerated by him so unscrupulous.

However, after October, the Chinese sky had already disappeared from the figure of Chinese fighter jets. The huge strength of a formation of twelve fighter jets was the king of the sky in Songhu. If it weren't for the request of the army generals to preserve the bridge across the river, Takeuchi Okumi would have long led his men to turn the bridge into ashes together with his guards.

What else do you need to use precious missiles to kill lowly Chinese civilians to lure the Chinese into battle with as poor anti-aircraft guns?

Compared to using precious bombs to blow the Chinese who were panicked and hiding in the wilderness to ashes, Takeuchi Big Bear would rather kill them with cheap bullets.

In other words, he prefers to watch the Chinese flee in panic and despair under his machine gun.

Seeing the prey killing with great despair, it was really a cruel but beautiful picture.

Life is trembling under power, which is really an indescribable pleasure.

This pleasure is really addictive, especially after he drove a fighter plane to kill countless Chinese soldiers on the road where the Chinese retreated.

Therefore, the warning from the Fleet Command before leaving was abandoned by Takeuchi Oku. He took the initiative to leave the command position and turned into a spear that made the Chinese military and civilians on the ground tremble.

He is, the proud Japanese Imperial Navy Air Force.

He came and waved the scythe of death with his beloved fighter.

Three Japanese planes turned a large arc with a radius of nearly a thousand meters in the air, and pointed the nose at the main road where the three trucks were running wildly.

The flight altitude also dropped to about eight hundred meters.

For Lei Xiong standing in the trenches and looking up at the sky, the bait he threw had already ushered in the jackal, and he should have been happy.

However, his face looked a little ugly.

The Japanese pilot was much more cunning than he thought.

The three aircraft actively lowered their altitude and entered the attack situation, but there were still up to 9 aircraft still responsible for vigilance at high altitudes.

However, this is not the most deadly thing, but the fact that it is very vicious to choose the direction of the Japanese plane to enter the medium and low altitude.

They did not go from south to north, but from the northern end of the bridge to south, meaning that they were almost opposite to the trucks on the main road.

It's just one in the air and the other in the ground.

There is almost no possibility of escape from the underground target.

Of course, Lei Xiong knew why Japanese planes chose to enter the low-altitude battlefield in this way.

Because 6 of the 9 fighter jets are in the airspace above the north of the bridge. Once three colleagues who jumped into the low altitude are attacked, the six Japanese planes that have long been eyeing each other will launch an attack.

Lei Xiong used three trucks as bait, and did the Japanese army also regard three fighter jets as bait?

From this point of view, both sides are brave and confident enough.

"Transmission No. 2 and No. 3 positions, without my order, you must not shoot one shot or another!" Lei Xiong clenched his fists again and issued an order with difficulty.

At this time, he missed Tang Dao extremely.

If Tang Dao is here, he just needs to be a charge general and doesn't have to make various choices in such a painful way.

Choose to give up! Choose to sacrifice!

But this is his mission, and everyone must learn to grow in war.

There is no passing line here, and if you don’t grow fast enough, the ending will only be failure and death.

"Everyone, the dessert before the meal is here. No. 3 and 4 are responsible for observation and protection. If you encounter an attack, you will choose to fight back freely. The empire's martial fortune is prosperous!" Zhushan Bear pressed the head of the machine fiercely and shouted ferociously.

"Empire, martial arts will prosper!" The proud slogans of Japanese pilots came from the radio communicator.

Three 96 carrier-based aircraft entered the dive stage.

Although the dive speed of the 96 carrier-based aircraft is not as fast as that of the dive bomber, the speed at which it enters the dive stage can reach 130 meters per second. The high-speed dive made Zhushan Daxiong's adrenaline soar at a very fast speed. He held the machine gun trigger tightly. As soon as he entered a low altitude of 200 meters, he could shoot a truck that was still working hard on the road.

Yes, he wanted to use a machine gun to explode cars filled with Chinese supplies, instead of using two bombs hanging on the wings of the fighter.

Of course, there may be a less confident side in the proud naval carrier-based ace pilot. Takeuchi Big Bear, who is good at air combat and rarely carries bombs to the ground, is afraid that he will not be able to bomb accurately.

Under the extreme conceit, what is hidden is inferiority complex.

In the dizziness caused by the rapid decline, Takeuchi Big Bear seemed aggressive, but in fact he was always highly vigilant. Once the Chinese anti-aircraft guns began to fire, he would turn to flee to the two wings at a high speed and would never fight against the Chinese for just three trucks of supplies.

Although he was proud enough, he never forgot the tactical goal of coming to Baihegang Bridge this time. The Imperial Navy wanted to let the army and the horses and the Lumen understand that even if he left the ocean, the Imperial Navy could conquer it.

However, the Chinese were much weaker than he thought. Until he entered a 200-meter low altitude of 250 kilograms of bombs could be thrown onto the bridge deck, and no shots were shot out.

At this moment, it was like a giant dragon crossing the bridge on the river surface, but it became his amulet. As long as the Chinese dared to hit him, he would inevitably choose to drop the bomb in order to maintain the flexibility of the fighter.

The Chinese remain silent as he imagined.

The Chinese are indeed so cowardly.

Takeuchi Oku, who had given up his mind, focused all his attention on the truck that was still on the main road, which was still more than 100 meters away from the bridge.

Even without bombs, he could still use an onboard machine gun to explode them.

As for whether there is ammunition in the truck that will harm the bridge, Takeuchi Big Bear can already foresee that the Chinese truck driver will jump out of the truck and run away in a panic.

Although that was futile.

But that is the only choice for the Chinese.

However, the Japanese captain who had turned on the air-mounted machine gun safety was disappointed.

There was no one jumped out of the truck that could reach within a few breaths of only a few hundred meters away from him. They also controlled the truck to keep moving forward.

Takeuchi Big Bear was a little puzzled at that moment. He didn't understand why these Chinese people were so stupid and insisted on becoming parts of the ground with cars? But this did not prevent him from pulling the trigger.

Two 7.7mm air-based machine guns fired violently, sparking the first truck, two chains that could be seen with naked eyes will also cover the two trucks dozens of meters away.

Three trucks were covered with bullet holes and zigzag into the wilderness on the side of the road. The front truck was even more bombed because of the most oil, and the fuel was ignited by sparks, and the front of the truck began to ignite a raging fire.

The ground target was easily eliminated, but the Japanese captain who had passed by the burning truck was not at all happy.

His face was even a bit ugly.

It was not that the overturned truck did not explode and did not see any supplies or personnel, which seemed very strange, but that the face of the first truck on the opposite side appeared in his mind.

Under the high-speed hedging, the shortest distance between Takeuchi Oku and his trophy was only fifty meters. Although it was only a moment, it was enough for him to see the pale face clearly.

He could understand all of these things, such as anger, madness and pain on his pale face. Anyone who was hit into a honeycomb by a 7.7mm bullet may have these emotions.

But why did he still have contempt on his face?

He watched contemptuously as the enemy who killed him passed by proudly from his own vision.

Could it be that the Chinese rely on this spiritual victory method to fight against the powerful?

In some incomprehensible complexity, the Japanese captain pulled up the flight rudder, and together with the fighter jet with his slightly raised head, he pulled up the air above the main road, exposed to the belly of the ground, which was a creepy 250 kilograms of huge bomb that was visible to the naked eye.

It was like a sharp arrow that had just penetrated the opponent's heart, roaring! Proud! The power of the Japanese Imperial Navy was fully demonstrated above the land of China.

Until the roar of machine cannons that resounded throughout the sky ruled the sky and the earth.
Chapter completed!