On Christmas Day 1941, the Japanese Marine Corps landed on Mindanao. Since the island was very large, they had fewer people, so at the beginning, they had been huddled in several strongholds along the coast. Now, they

Received reinforcements, became greatly active, and continued to put pressure on the US military. The Japanese army advanced from the town of Davor to the north of Delmont Airport in Cagayan City. The Delmont Airport is currently under tight defense by the army, and the Japanese army is still

It was impossible to break into the airport, but Ron knew that they could not defend it for long. As the Japanese army approached, ground missions began to increase. This brought greater danger to the pilots. On the one hand, the Japanese army had already obtained

They have found more airports, and the Zero Fighter taking off from there no longer has any trouble with the range. Due to the long range of the Zero Fighter, the time they stayed in the air after flying near Delmont Airport was even longer than that of the P40 that just took off. Fortunately, the Zero Fighter took off from there.

The Japanese army is not particularly keen on suppressing the airport, otherwise the remaining air power at the Delmont Airport would have been destroyed long ago. However, when performing ground missions, due to the increased possibility of encountering a zero battle, the risk has greatly increased.

Originally, because of Ron, all the comrades in the flight team knew when they were bitten by Zero War, they all knew to roll to the right, pull the lever, make a sharp turn and dive to escape. However, this action requires a considerable height, and when performing ground-attack missions

Not only does it lack height, but in order to ensure the effectiveness of its strikes on the ground, it cannot even go fast. "Sometimes I fly very slowly, but at the same time I fly very high. Sometimes I fly very low, but at the same time I fly very low."

It must be flying very fast. Except for taking off and landing, I will never let myself fly low and slow, because it means that once I am attacked, let alone fight back, I will not even have the energy to dodge." This is Ron.

This was the advice given to him by a senior veteran when he was just flying a fighter jet on the Internet. Ron's experience in virtual battles on the Internet also confirmed the truth of this sentence time and time again. On the Internet, he flew at low altitude more than once

At low speed, it exhausted its energy and stalled and crashed while avoiding enemy attacks. It also forced the enemy aircraft that had lost all height and speed to kiss the ground more than once without firing a bullet. P40 performing ground attack missions

Once attacked by Zero War, they are often unable to escape because they have neither height nor speed. Just like now.

Ron is now sitting in the cockpit of the P40, sweating profusely - his wingman has been lost, he saw him as if he had jumped out of a parachute - God bless him, he must float to the side of the US military, although this is not Guadalcanal

, the Japanese army did not have the hobby of killing allied pilots and eating meat for the time being. But he immediately stopped praying for his teammates. Two Zero Fighters were taking turns to attack him. The people driving these two Zero Fighters must be veterans. They were flying from high places.

They took turns swooping down, spraying out a stream of bullets, and then took turns climbing quickly to start the second round of attack. Soon Ron's P40 was scarred, the vertical tail was beaten into a honeycomb, and the wings were full of bullet holes, especially

It was the right wing. Two 20mm cannons had made a big hole in it, causing the plane to keep turning to the right involuntarily. The fuel tank also began to leak, the engine overheating warning light kept flashing, and the ailerons were not working properly.

It worked. If he was flying a Zero Fighter, after taking so many hits, he had changed into a firework several times. But the terrible thing now is that his speed is getting slower and slower, and his height is also getting lower and lower.

The lower it is. You must know that during avoidance, any sharp turn will cause the aircraft to lose energy and reduce its speed. And his aircraft has consumed too much energy, and now there is no time for him to maintain level flight and restore energy.

Under this situation, Ron understood that as long as the enemy plane attacked twice more, even if not a single bullet hit, he had only two options. One was to continue to lower the altitude of the plane, but then he would not be able to parachute at all.

The second is to stall directly at an altitude of less than 600 meters, and then fall headlong! In order to save his life, he can only find a chance to parachute as soon as possible.

Parachuting is a dangerous job, and it is said that Japanese pilots tend to shoot parachutes in an ungentlemanly manner. In addition, he is now near the line of control between the two sides. A breeze may send him to the Bataan Death March.

go.

But now, it would be inappropriate to consider these things. The most important thing now is to survive. As for Bataan, we will consider it later.

A Zero Fighter swooped over again. It was obviously difficult to dodge the P40 now. Zero Fighter also began to use the two 20-meter cannons more. Although these two cannons have a slow firing speed and low muzzle velocity, use it to

Fighting a fighter jet is like hitting a dragonfly with a rifle, but today's enemy aircraft is no longer a flexible dragonfly, it is an injured and clumsy duck. The guy on Zero War was confident that he would use it in this attack

20 cannons beat it to a pulp.

"Now!" Ron suddenly lowered the landing gear and opened all the flaps that could be opened. The speed of the plane dropped suddenly. In the eyes of the Japanese pilot, the plane seemed to have suddenly stopped in the air. Suddenly, suddenly,

A string of 20mm artillery shells hit the air again. "How cunning! But if he did this, wouldn't the only thing left behind would be a stall and crash?" thought someone who was driving the 0-fighter passing by.

At this moment, Ron suddenly opened the canopy and jumped out of the fighter plane that was actually out of control.

"1, 2, 3, 4..." The wind blew past Ron's face, and the dark green earth was rushing towards his face. "You can't open the umbrella now, you can't now... The Japanese are still here

The height that hit me..."

A white umbrella flower bloomed more than a hundred meters above the ground, and just a moment later, it disappeared into the dark green rainforest.

Ron is now in big trouble. When he passed through the canopy, his left arm was cut by a branch, and his umbrella was hung on a very tall tree. Now Ron is hanging more than ten meters above the ground.

The place was shaking. Ron knew that he had to leave here immediately. The place where he landed was closer to the Japanese position. The Japanese who saw him parachuting would definitely come to him!

He is too high from the ground now. Although there is a thick layer of soft soil made of dead branches and leaves on the rainforest ground, it is still very dangerous to cut off the umbrella strap and jump directly. If you fall and hurt your leg,

Not to mention escaping, even if he wanted to be a prisoner, he probably wouldn't want to be a prisoner and would just "die" (he could no longer work).

Ron carefully pulled the umbrella strap and it was hung very tightly. Then he pulled the umbrella strap hard and began to climb up. Soon he disappeared into the dense canopy.

Ten minutes later, a group of Sanba Gai appeared near the big tree.

"Miki-kun, look over there!" A Japanese soldier pointed at a certain place in the tree crown and shouted. Among the green gloom, a little white thing could be faintly seen swaying in the wind.

One hangs a low-quality command knife (some Japanese military officers are from samurai families, and the swords they use are often authentic Japanese swords passed down from their ancestors, while those low-ranking officers who are civilians can often only use those mass-produced with steel sheets.

The knife came out, and its quality was far inferior to the former) The officer raised his binoculars and looked over.

"It's a parachute! That beautiful beast must not have gone far!"

Ron originally wanted to hide his parachute, but he was only halfway there when he spotted the approaching Japanese troops and had to escape immediately.

Ron is now wading up a common stream in the rainforest (the Japanese troops are on the beach, all downstream), passing through the dense branches and leaves, and bits and pieces of sunlight penetrate into the dark jungle. Formations are formed on the ground and the water.

Shining spots one by one. These spots danced with the swaying branches and leaves, like will-o'-the-wisps. The reason why I chose to go up the stream was because there were very few vines and thorns in the stream, so I didn't need them when moving forward.

Using a knife to open a path saved time and energy; secondly, it was also because he was worried that the Japanese had military dogs. The stream would wash away the scent he left, making it impossible for possible military dogs to track him.

But this is not without danger. First of all, the place near the creek has the best light and the least shelter, so it is easy to be discovered. Moreover, many animals will come to the creek to drink water, including leopards, sun bears, and perhaps

There is the longest python in the world - anaconda. Ron has an m1911a1 in his hand, with a .45-caliber bullet loaded into the chamber. But Ron knows not to shoot unless there is no other way, although I haven't looked at it now.

To the Japanese people, but they must be not far away.

But this time, he seemed to be lucky. After walking for more than half an hour, Ron encountered neither Japanese soldiers nor any beasts. So he faced the shadow of a big tree covered with vines by the stream.

He sat down in the direction he came from. On the one hand, he needed to take a rest to regain his strength - trekking in the jungle consumed his energy; on the other hand, he needed to deal with the wound on his left arm. In the hot and humid rain,

In the gonorrhea area, wounds can become infected at an alarming rate. If not treated in time, the inflamed wounds will soon kill him.

Biting the warhead of a .45 bullet with his teeth, Ron carefully sprinkled a little gunpowder on the wound, then stuffed a piece of wooden stick he picked up into his mouth, then took out the lighter, stirred the flint, and then put the bit of gunpowder into his mouth.

The yellow flame flickered as it looked up at the wound.

With a soft "chi" sound, a stream of light blue gunpowder smoke slowly rose. Ron spit out the wooden stick in his mouth, pulled out a piece of silk pulled from the parachute, and tightened the wound with the help of his mouth.

It was tied tightly and tied with a knot. Just when he took a silent breath of satisfaction, raised his head, and was about to move on, his eyes suddenly froze - only seven or eight meters in front of him.

On the ground in the distance, a python is crawling towards the stream. Some parts of its body covered with stripes are brightly illuminated by light spots, while other parts are hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to see its exact length.

But it's not difficult to tell just by the thickness that it must be very long.

Ron subconsciously jerked back, and his back hit another tree heavily. He held the pistol with both hands and pointed straight at it. Although he didn't dare to shoot, holding the gun at least allowed him to

He calmed down faster. "Oh my god, it's at least six or seven meters, maybe longer!"

Ron's movement alarmed the snake. It half-raised its body and spat out a message in Ron's direction. Its body that was dragging on the ground also closed up. Ron knew that doing so would make its next movement

It was faster and more powerful. But Ron still didn't know what its next move would be. The man and the snake were facing each other like this.

"Most snakes' eyes are extremely insensitive to immobile objects, which means that as long as you don't move, they can hardly see you." A voice rang in Ron's mind, "Thanks to the National Geographic Channel, God

Ah, Bodhisattva, fortunately I am in the leeward direction, and it can’t smell me... Isn’t it a minority?”

I don't know how much time passed, but Ron felt as if a whole century had passed. The snake gradually lowered its body and lay prone. Ron also took a long breath, slowly put down the gun, and turned off the safety.

It seems National Geographic Channel is right.

Just when Ron was completely relaxed, the python suddenly straightened up half of its body again. Ron pulled the trigger on it as if it was a reflex... The gun did not go off, no matter how hard Ron tried

, the bolt didn't move at all - the safety hadn't been opened yet.

This mistake saved the last one. This time the python did not spit in the direction of Ron. Its head pointed in another direction - the direction Ron came from. After a while, Ron also heard coming out from the other side.

The sound of wading seemed to be mixed with the barking of dogs, and it was obvious that the Japanese were also following him along the stream.
Chapter completed!