Now the fleet is approaching the airport. From the air, the originally dense rainforest has become sparse. The gray main runway of the airport and the dirt runways juxtaposed with it on both sides can be clearly seen. Obviously.

, the lookout post near the airport had already discovered this group of uninvited guests. Thirty-nine Ki-43s had already flown over, and more planes were taking off on the runway.

"Kill that Oscar, and then follow me to the sky above the airport for a spin." Ron gave the order coldly, and a P-51 was about to pounce on the Ki-43.

However, at this time, the Japanese fighter jet, which was still barely maintaining level flight, suddenly lost control and began to roll to the right. After a while, it plunged headfirst into the ground. At the same time,

, a white umbrella flower appeared below Ron and the others. It flickered in front of their eyes and disappeared into the rain forest. Obviously, the Japanese pilot had noticed Ron and the others' intentions, and now he was very close to the airport.

He was completely confident that he could walk back to the airport, so he simply skydive.

"It seems that this is a veteran. He controlled the timing of opening the parachute very well, leaving no chance for his opponent to shoot the parachute shamelessly. If I had known, I would have killed him directly!" Ron thought.

However, the best time to shoot down has been lost due to someone's bad taste. As for the reasonable time to open the parachute, to be honest, even if Koji opens the parachute earlier, Ron and the others will not shoot his parachute. This is not

Because of some "chivalry spirit" or other things - in the war, this thing is not valuable - but because of the pressure that the nine Ki-43s that just took off from the airport put on the Ron fleet.

To accurately hit a target such as a parachute, the aircraft must reduce its altitude and speed. When it is about to face a new air battle, reducing its speed and altitude is simply a suicidal behavior.

Looking at the enemy plane that was climbing, Ron issued an order: "03, 04, 05, 06 focus on attacking the enemy plane that is leading the climb! Be careful of ground firepower. Don't be reluctant to fight, just hit the escape! 02 follow me and climb."

Now Ron and his companions are flying at a height of about 3,000 meters. Those Ki-43s are climbing very fast, almost reaching 2,500 meters. This height is already within the range of ground artillery fire.

Four P-51s formed a column, and one after another rushed towards a Ki-43. The Ki-43 is an extremely flexible aircraft, and its horizontal hovering is even better than that of the Zero Fighter.

If the opponent is not a complete rookie and has been prepared, it is almost impossible to kill the opponent directly with one dive. The Ki-43 only needs a light turn to make the P-51 pounce at high speed.

Air. And Japan has more aircraft. If the P-51, which has a poor low-speed performance (compared to the Ki-43), gets entangled with them, there will definitely be no good fruit in the end. Therefore, gather 4 aircraft.

It is undoubtedly a better way to take advantage of the position, attack one of them, and run away after taking advantage.

The first P-51 attack was easily dodged by the Ki-43: it was just a light turn. But the Mustang attack had just begun: just when the Japanese pilot was proud of this beautiful dodge, another

A P-51 swooped towards him. From a distance, he could see the four cannons on the wings of the American aircraft beginning to spit out flames.

There was another sharp turn, and the attack of the second P-51 also failed. But the Japanese pilot's forehead had begun to sweat: two consecutive sharp turns increased the speed of the fighter that was already lacking speed due to the sharp climb.

There was further descent, which meant that he could no longer make the following turns so lightly. At the same time, the continuous large overload movements also made his grasp of the aerial situation problematic: the large maneuvering overloads caused his field of vision to drastically change.

Zooming out, now he no longer knows where the enemy plane is, nor where his friendly plane is. From his earphones came the nervous shouts of his comrades: "Sakata-kun, be careful..."

Ron climbed to a higher position with his wingman. He saw that the Japanese fighter jet continuously avoided the attacks of two P-51s, and then the third P-51 pounced on it. At this time, that

The action of setting up the Ki-43 was a little hesitant... so the Ki-43 started to smoke...

Ozawa Akira watched helplessly as his lead plane fell into a huge crisis. He tried hard to help his lead plane. He forcibly pulled up the nose of the plane and rushed toward the enemy plane. He fired at the enemy plane randomly.

, trying to interfere with the enemy. However, he found that his efforts were almost useless: the enemy's speed was too fast. Compared with the P-51 that had accelerated to a speed of almost 600 kilometers per hour during the dive, his aircraft was moving at a speed of almost 600 kilometers per hour.

Ki-43, which is flying and crawling at a speed of 360 kilometers, is too slow and has no time to intercept the opponent. And the bullets he fired aimlessly have no idea where they are flying, and there is no way to intercept them.

Interfering with the enemy. The poor Ki-43 only has two 12.7 mm caliber machine guns, and the firepower density is too small. When firing at a large tilt angle, it cannot form a barrage to intercept the enemy. (Actually, Ozawa should be lucky that he used

It’s not the most basic model of the Ki-43. That weird fighter only has two small 7.7mm machine guns.)

So Ozawa could only watch helplessly as his lead aircraft was damaged by the third swooping P-51, and then torn into pieces by the violent firepower of the fourth enemy aircraft.

The four P-51s did not pull up immediately. On the contrary, they continued to dive for a while, and then slowly pulled up until the speed reached about 650 kilometers.

"It's so wretched! It's so wretched!" Ozawa was so angry that his teeth were about to break. These beautiful beasts obviously didn't dare to engage in an open and honest contest with the imperial army. They just relied on their speed to bully others and ran away after firing.

He didn't give the imperial army a chance to counterattack at all. He couldn't wait to pull out the mini samurai sword hanging on his waist. (In order to show that he was a samurai, Japanese pilots would carry one, which would sometimes interfere with their own planes.

Magnetic compass, and a mini katana that is useless except for occasionally cutting my little brother when parachuting.) Cut off the heads of these damn beasts. However, even the machine gun cannot reach the opponent. The katana

Of course, it is of no use. After all, in this plane, things like splitting an enemy in half a thousand meters away with the power of a sword and a horse can only be the imagination of the Qidian writer.

The Japanese planes here are also divided into two teams, and four planes turn to the four P-51s that are leaving. (Who knows whether these wretched beautiful beasts will secretly turn back for another round.) There are also

The four planes continued to fly towards Ron and the others.

"What a pity..." Ron sighed as he looked at the Ki-43s that were approaching him hard. If the cannons were still there, Ron could easily kill these Ki-43s, but now, he is

The big tiger whose teeth were pulled out in the fairy tale.

"Then let's climb with the little ripper. Anyway, the fuel in the auxiliary fuel tank has not been completely used up. If you can't hit the little ribbon, you can just tease them." So Ron pushed the throttle forward, and the engine followed.

It roared, and he began to slowly climb with the two Japanese planes.

The climb of P-51a is not very good, especially after reaching an altitude of 5,000 meters, it is as slow as a turtle. However, the position of Ki-43 is already much lower, and after climbing to an altitude of 5,000 meters, altitude sickness also occurs.

, the climb was as slow as a snail. After climbing like this for a while, the Japanese finally caught up - Ron was still hanging on the auxiliary fuel tank.

According to the basic principles of air combat, once engaged in combat, the auxiliary fuel tank should be discarded immediately, so that the aircraft can fly faster and be more flexible. I have to say that Ron was a bit exaggerated.

However, Ron had his own intention in doing this. Just when Ri himself finally managed to climb up, Ron had already flown to an altitude of 6,000 meters directly above the airport. (At this altitude, the small-caliber anti-aircraft weapons of Myitkyina Airport are completely useless.

Out of reach) I saw Ron leading his wingman in a 180-degree roll, then pulling the lever and diving straight towards the Myitkyina Airport.

Of course, Japan's plane can only follow. However, the Ki-43, like the Zero fighter, has slow dive acceleration and a low dive limit speed, so after following for a while, it had to exit the dive and stay at a height to watch these two beautiful beasts.

What tricks are you playing?

Ron didn't want to play any tricks, but he planned to drop the empty auxiliary fuel tank on the airport, scaring himself. At an altitude of 3,000 meters, Ron pulled the handle and tried to drop the auxiliary fuel tank. However, the auxiliary fuel tank was nothing.

There was no response - apparently, there was something wrong with the pylon holding the auxiliary fuel tank during the dive.

With such a thing hanging, it is really not easy to level it. Ron barely managed to level it until he reached an altitude of 600 meters, avoiding the deceptive ending of kissing the ground. However, at this height, a small-caliber machine gun was already on the ground.

Within the strike range, more than a dozen machine guns fired wildly at Ron. Ron could hear popping sounds coming from his wings from time to time - that was the sound of being hit by a Japanese machine gun.

Fortunately, none of them hit any vital points. Moreover, the diving P-51 was very fast and flew out of the range of the airport's anti-aircraft firepower in the blink of an eye.

But Ron didn't have time to breathe, because there was a new danger. If he hadn't lost the auxiliary fuel tank, he would have left directly now, and those Japanese planes would never be able to catch up with him. But now, with this burden that cannot be left behind, he really

He may not necessarily be able to outrun ki-43. He had to find a good way. The first way was to make a move and use overload to forcefully get rid of it. So Ron started to roll and turn sharply, but the dive changed just now.

Normally such a large overload could not throw away this damn auxiliary fuel tank, and the possibility of getting rid of it by making movements was really not very high. As for Ri's own Ki-43, it was getting closer and closer. With the auxiliary fuel tank hanging,

Ron is definitely no match for these planes.

"Singh, you trained in the Reverse Cross. I remember that your shooting was very good, right?" Ron said, "I'll keep my posture, and you use the machine cannon to knock out the auxiliary fuel tank, one after another!"

There is no other way, unless Ron is willing to fall into the boundless jungle, and then learn from Pei Ye, to survive in the wilderness, and look for those chicken-flavored, crunchy little bugs everywhere to eat.

Several shells passed under the belly of the aircraft and missed. The four cannons were divided into two groups. It was impossible to fire a single shot. The so-called firing one round at a time just meant firing slower.

After a while, several more shots were fired, and this time Ron felt the plane shake violently.

"Stop first!"

Ron checked the plane and found it was in good condition, so he did another roll.

"Boom!" It seemed like something flew out.

"Thank God, that thing fell off!" Wingman Singer cheered from the earphones.
Chapter completed!