Under the sky, countless "waves" undulated among the mountains, one wave after another. They were the rolling waves of mud and snow caused by the bombs.

But in the midst of the mist, on an inconspicuous small ridge, a figure suddenly stood up.

He was very small and inconspicuous, but the crew members who were flying around in the sky looking for him opened their eyes wide.

The Thunderbird pilot swore that he had dropped countless bombs on the edge of the smoke area, but a moving "black shadow" emerged from the charred soil again. It looked like a person, definitely!

Because he was holding something and facing the sky.

Above that side is the artillery correction aircraft that has just been lowered - their "Longtongue"!

Long-tongued bird: "Let me see, there is actually a little cutie alive here?"

The thunderbird has noticed something is wrong: "Long-tongued bird! Attack immediately, I feel something is wrong..."

Long-tongued bird: "No problem, let him taste the bullet below me. Everyone, next is my show time..."

The long-tongued bird was already close to the ground. When it saw Xu Qing's figure emerging from the black smoke-filled mountains, it immediately turned the nose of the plane to the right, turned the machine gun on the plane and swept towards the ground with a roar:

Brown brown brown!

Brown brown brown brown brown!

!

Even if it is just an artillery correction aircraft used for reconnaissance and patrol, the onboard machine gun still has unimaginable power from a rifle. When firing at such a close range, the huge machine gun no longer makes a soft click, but instead makes a "brown, brown, brown" sound.

"The sound of breaking through the sky!

As it fought, it dropped the signal smoke bomb it carried on board.

Zhi~

"Clear. Guys, I have dropped the coordinates. This guy is dead, but there must be his accomplices nearby..."

"Attention below, the target has not been cleared!"

The pilot of the Longtongue was enjoying himself and asking for credit from his fellow fighters above on the public FM, when the co-pilot's observer suddenly shouted in the earphone.

The bird pilot looked up.

Only then did he realize that the Chinese man who was supposed to die under his gun rolled to the side and then nimbly stood up on the spot.

He wasn't hit!

Not only that, the moment he flew close to the ground, he saw in the side mirror that the Chinese seemed to be - smiling at him?

"What hell...?"

The long-tongued bird quickly sensed something was wrong and immediately changed its direction again, preparing to attack again.

It was at this time that he saw clearly that the figure was holding something like a long tube. As naval pilots, they were all familiar with it. This was an anti-tank combat weapon for their infantry. The bright green military barrel flashed under the flares.

The flashing is very obvious.

This gave him some bad thoughts. This thing was specially produced to destroy Soviet tanks. They could hit tanks and even pose a threat to aircraft at such close range!

"Climb, climb!"

The pilot's expression changed, and he urgently raised the altitude and moved back to find the flanks. The fleet of aircraft that were patrolling and monitoring at an altitude of several thousand feet also lowered their heads and dived to fire, trying to contain and rescue it.

But the next second, a handful of familiar fire appeared from the man's hand——

"The long-tongued bird calls to the thunderbird, asking for strike support..."

Buzz!

Then the sound disappeared in the huge electromagnetic sound, and the pilot of the Thunderbird pulled off his earphones. He looked down through the telescope - the poor "Longtongue" artillery correction aircraft had been hit head-on!

Half of the iron wings of the entire fuselage were destroyed, and it was spinning unsteadily in mid-air, trying to control the direction, but then a second burst of fire came back and hit it again.

The entire plane was like the pirate fighter jet in front, crashing like an insect that had lost its footing and plummeted to the ground!

boom……

Because the altitude was too low, all the members on board fell to death in the flames before they could parachute.

Thunderbird murmured to himself: "...It's not real (it must be fake)."

This was his whisper. The next second, another cold voice sounded on the channel: "Guys, there is only one person on the other side, and he is provoking us!"

Thunderbirds are contacting the tower: "Looters, what are you doing?"

Marauder: "I want revenge for the pirates and the agapes!"

Buzz!

Immediately, the roar of the plane suddenly rumbled in the sky here!

The Thunderbirds were calling: "Come back! Marauders, you're breaking out of formation - you'll be court-martialed... Fuck!"

And on the plain behind.

At this time, the Marine Infantry Team was still puzzled:

The Chinese troops suddenly appeared again in the dark night. As if they had understood their plan, they counterattacked frantically. However, their own air power did not continue to provide strike support, but continued to circle high above the mountains for a long time.

Willing to leave.

From a distance, they could only see that the planes were still dropping bombs in the smoke area. They bombed once, but they were still diving and bombing repeatedly. They didn't pay much attention to the enemies charging around.

"What the hell are those planes doing?!"

Some officers were furious and immediately called the rear base to inquire.

But the fleet base in the Sea of ​​Japan was also in chaos at this time. They had just received a report from the flight formation a few minutes ago. One of their F4U Corsair fighter jets was destroyed by the Chinese. The weapon was unknown and the firepower was unknown. It was being verified.

If this is true, this will be their first aircraft and first fighter jet shot down on the battlefield in the Far East.

You must know that the performance of pirate aircraft is extremely good. On the Pacific battlefield, every time a dozen of their aircraft were shot down by the Japanese army, it was possible that one of them was a pirate aircraft.

It is an important key to the battlefield that deserves their vigilance and attention.

"Urgent call! The frontline crew is requesting a call..."

"Approved!"

The operator pressed the button and the voice came:

"Zizi... This is Thunderbird 1. We have been attacked by unknown Chinese. The pirate plane and a patrol plane have been hit. Our plane does not have enough ammunition. We have requested to return and the second team will take over...over."

"The Cerberus base has been received. Please report the enemy's size and number. Repeat, please report the enemy's size and number."

"Zizzi...zizi..."

"Thunderbird?"

"Thunderbird received. The number of enemies was visually estimated...one person...sizz...over."

In the huge aircraft carrier base operations command room, the busy crowd suddenly fell silent.

"Did I hear wrongly?"

A rear admiral standing in front of the curtain walked over with a frown.

The operator was embarrassed and immediately continued to call: "Thunderbird, please confirm before reporting!"

"Zizzi..."

The voice in the interlocutor was a little embarrassed: "Confirmed. One enemy has extremely precise individual ground air defense combat capabilities. Our bomb reserves are not enough, and conventional strafing failed to destroy the target. It is not ruled out that there is a hidden team on the ground...

…Damn it! Raiders have gone AWOL and attacked, repeat! Raiders have gone AWOL and attacked!”

In the command room, everyone from the major general to the lieutenants and soldiers walking around were slightly stunned.

"Who is the captain of Thunderbird Squadron?" The rear admiral looked sullen and darkened, "Is he kidding me?"

But before they had time to ask what happened, the voices of other crew members sounded on the intercom:

"This is the attached formation. The looters are attacking the ground and applying for a large-scale attack order..."

"Mustang Line 3...requesting base command instructions...sizz..."

"ATC! ATC! Red alert! Thunderbird is KIA (Thunderbird has been hit) - Thunderbird is KIA (Thunderbird has been hit)!

!”

KIA means being shot down in mobile warfare, which means death. But what can pose a threat to such a fighter?!

a Chinese?

There was silence in the hall.

The general pounded the table with one hand, and his face looked like the silent sea of ​​Japan at night: "Where are the B-29 formations? Order them to accelerate with all their strength and rush to Xiajieyuli immediately - let me figure out this damn thing..."

His voice was not finished yet.

In the communication channel, Ye Ye's panicked voice came:
Chapter completed!