These improvements have to be said to be because Yang Tianfeng has an idea of ​​zero, such as increasing dive speed, if he cannot beat it, he can use this performance to escape.

More importantly, the tactical drills of the dual-machine formation. As the smallest, most practical and flexible tactical unit, Han Zhen and Sun Gang have a good understanding of the newly equipped walkie-talkie and regular cooperation training, and can play some tactical cooperation.

Of course, the two are still far from the standards in Yang Tianfeng's teaching materials. Yang Tianfeng hopes that the two aircraft will hardly need to spend time thinking when cooperating with each other. The two seem to have telepathy and can communicate clearly in an instant. In the fleeting air battle, efficiency is very important!

"Wuhe!" Han Zhen saw Yinliang's belt, said briefly in the microphone, and began to turn to fly.

"I understand." Sun Gang replied in a short time, pulling the joystick and keeping up with the long machine.

The two fighter jets adopted a flight route similar to Gaofengge. One was to better cut off the enemy's retreat route, and the other was to create an illusion that made the enemy think that it was flying from a certain place to the south.

After turning to fly, Han Zhen raised the altitude and kept the plane at 4,000 meters. The Japanese plane flew very low, and four thousand meters had already gained an altitude advantage.

That's right, the arrogant Japanese planes, especially in the occupied areas, have reached the point of being unscrupulous. In the eyes of the Japanese pilot, perhaps they only need to fly at a low altitude and make a sharp scream, and the Chinese will have already flew out of the sky. Flying and fighting in the occupied areas is like walking on a green space full of sunshine and refreshing. Is there any danger?

The reconnaissance planes dare to attack the ground, and the bombers do not need to escort. They fired and bombed, and the targets were not only the Chinese army, but also the unarmed Chinese people. The shrill screams, the flying flesh and blood turned into cruel jokes for the beasts. Now, it is time for them to repay their blood debts.

Han Zhen turned again, crossed the Wohe River, and rushed from the south towards Longkang Town. In the distance, the smoke rising from the ground and the explosion of fire showed him the direction.

"From the right front, find the target." Sun Gang's voice came from the receiver, and it could be heard from his tone that he was trying to suppress his impulse and excitement.

"See." Han Zhen's face muscles moved, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I'll attack, you cover it."

After a while, Sun Gang's unwilling voice came, "I understand, the cover of the No. 2 aircraft."

Boy! Han Zhen cursed in his heart, but was happy with Sun Gang's increasing maturity. Of course, this is the helplessness facing the threat of getting off the plane and the desire to fight.

Turning the nose and pressing down the joystick, Han Zhen's plane rushed towards the enemy plane. At this time, the battle that had long been in front of him was surprisingly calm. He drove the fighter plane to approach the target step by step, 500 meters, 200 meters, and 100 meters. Han Zhen bit his lower lip and clearly put the enemy plane into the center of the shooting aperture.

The Japanese plane had not yet noticed the God of Death approaching behind him. He had just pulled the plane out of the dive bombing and was still immersed in the excitement and joy of killing.

"Dadada..." Han Zhen's big hand suddenly buckled, and the 12.7mm heavy machine gun under the fuselage spewed out the flames, and the bullets shot at the enemy plane like a fire whip.

Before the Japanese pilot understood what was going on, the plane made a violent tremor. Amid the screams of the tail gunner, his brain lost consciousness. The plane dragged a thick stream of black smoke and planted straight downwards.

"One enemy plane, on the front right, No. 2 requested an attack." Sun Gang's voice came.

"Add to attack, I cover it." Han Zhen scored the first record, but surprisingly did not feel too excited. He just pulled the plane programmatically and temporarily became a wingman behind Sun Gang.

Sun Gang gritted his teeth and rushed towards another Japanese plane like a vicious tiger pounced on food. The Japanese plane obviously had not yet woken up from his shock. After hesitating for a moment, he determined his fate of death. He turned around and climbed, and finally realized his situation. He swung violently left and right, swinging up and down, trying to avoid the plane he was chasing. But Sun Gang's fighter plane followed closely like a shadow.

"Dadada..." The heavy machine gun vomited continuous bullets, from 300 meters to 50 meters. The Japanese plane smoked and caught fire, and finally exploded in the air. A ball of fire and fragments burned Sun Gang's eyes as if they turned blood red.

"Left front, reconnaissance plane, continue to attack." Han Zhen reminded.

"I understand." Sun Gang didn't have time to think too much, so he quickly leveled up and chased towards the Japanese plane in the distance.

The last Japanese plane fled in panic and turned northeast, and its destination should be the Japanese plane airport in Xuzhou.

Sun Gang stepped on the accelerator and accelerated to catch up. Han Zhen's plane quietly occupied the right rear position behind.

Instead of doing extra maneuvering, the Japanese plane increased to the fastest speed, and then turned right suddenly to avoid a good shooting opportunity from Sun Gang.

"radius!"

"I understand!" Han Zhen stepped on the rudder, and the plane turned lightly, slid into a semicircle, rushed straight to the Japanese plane, and bit the tail of the enemy plane tightly.

The Japanese plane pilot dodged left and right in panic, and Han Zhen did not relax at all. He was getting closer and closer. The Japanese plane was already filled with his shooting scope in black, and his sweaty big hand suddenly buckled.

A string of gun bullets, carrying humiliation, hatred, passion and excitement, passed through the sky and shot towards the Japanese plane. In the explosion and burning flames, he clearly saw the Japanese planes coming out of black smoke and flames. He chased after him and another round of guns, and the Japanese planes fell down like a crow with a broken head, spiraling down.

"Beautiful." Sun Zhen's excited voice came from the receiver.

Han Zhen let out a long breath. At this moment, he seemed to see the "sun" flag flying in the occupied towns, as if he saw the National Army's positions that were blown up by fireworks, as if he also saw the white plaque floating beside graves and the Chinese people crying...

"Return?" Sun Gang did not hear Han Zhen's answer and asked again.

"Return." Han Zhen realized that his voice was a little hoarse.

The two planes re-formed, turned the nose, and flew south one by one.

"Boss, Chief Yang is not below, right?" Flying over Longkang Town, he saw the shining Wohe River again. Sun Gang obviously relaxed and had a joke. "If he saw it, he would scold us again. The enemy planes were smoking and fire. You are wasting my ammunition. Do you know how precious this armor-piercing incendiary bomb is, ah?"

Listening to Sun Gang learning from Yang Tianfeng's tone and voice, Han Zhen couldn't help but laugh happily, "Just scold me, just don't let us get off the plane."

Sun Gang also laughed twice and reminded: "At most, a fighter made of the Martin bomber engine will almost be tested to the sky. Let's fight again?"

Han Zhen hesitated and didn't say anything, and after a while he spoke, "That's so sorry for Lao Gao, right? Otherwise, you and Lao Gao will form a group and fly those two. What about me, find another partner and fly these two more."

"Then--" Sun Gang didn't know what to say for a moment, and paused for a moment before saying, "Who am I? I value sex over friends, no, I should focus on machinery over friends."

Han Zhen laughed twice and said seriously: "The three of us must be organized separately. One person brings a new student. Yang Tianguan's meaning is already very clear."

"Those rookies--" Sun Gang sighed.

"Everyone has a process of growing up. You have to learn to be a good teacher." Han Zhen paused for a moment, said with a little sadness, and a little sad: "We need to learn from Gao Dazu. Without his teachings, we..."

"I understand." Sun Gang seemed to be depressed and murmured: "Study Gao Dashu is both a mentor and a close friend."
Chapter completed!