"Shet!"

"It wasn't our plane that was firing, there were other planes, there were other planes!"

The sudden situation was beyond the expectations of all the American pilots, Lieutenant Lanphier's wingman said loudly.

"Other planes?"

"This is impossible!"

Lieutenant Lanphier said loudly, finally stabilizing the plane, and suddenly saw two black figures flashing in front of him like flying swords.

"Oh, God, they're so fast!"

The horrified voice of Lieutenant Moore, leader of the second squadron, rang on the radio.

Lieutenant Lanphier, who had not yet understood the situation, quickly turned the nose of the plane and was about to go back and shoot again, when he heard Major Michel's voice again in the headset: "Attack group, attack group, there are two Zeros heading towards the aircraft."

You guys went over there!"

Lieutenant Lanphier saw two Zero fighter jets flying towards him from the right rear: "Damn it!"

"Da da da…"

In the dense rain of bullets, Lieutenant Lanphier suddenly pulled up the nose of the plane to avoid...

As 15 Saber fighter jets from the Eighth Route Army cut in forcefully, the scene suddenly became chaotic.

When he was hunted by American planes, the four fighter jets of the American attack group were all heading towards Yamamoto Nanahachi's No. 1 plane.

Therefore, at the first opportunity, the aircraft of Lieutenant General Yu Hengtang, Chief of Staff of the Combined Fleet, was not attacked.

The Japanese pilot of Chief of Staff Matoi Ugaki's No. 2 aircraft quickly lowered its altitude and made two evasive turns.

In the cabin, Yu Hengtang looked eagerly to the right, wanting to see clearly what the situation was like on Plane No. 1.

"Your Excellency, General!"

I saw General Yamamoto's No. 1 aircraft at about 3,000 meters, burning flames and dragging thick smoke as it slowly fell towards the rainforest on the ground.

The two fighter jets chased down quickly, as fast as lightning, and soon caught up with Yamamoto's No. 1 aircraft and opened fire immediately.

Although Yu Hengtuan did not hear the explosion, he could see that the No. 1 aircraft was instantly blown up, and the wings were engulfed in purple flames, firelight and debris.

The wings fell off, and the aircraft body penetrated the dense forest like a red fireball.

Yu Hengtang's eyes suddenly burst into tears.

But before he could feel any more grief, Yu Hengtuan felt a crackling vibration in the fuselage, as if it was being hit by something.

The next second.

Yu Hengtuan only heard a huge explosion sound in his ears, and his consciousness fell into the boundless darkness of loneliness.

The No. 2 aircraft was blown up in the air by the eight-way cover group that followed. The Type 1 bomber disintegrated in the air, and the scattered parts dragged tail flames and smoke into the rain forest and the sea of ​​Kahili Gulf. At this time, the American pilot just

Realize what happened.

Babar: "Two of the Japanese bombers were shot down by others."

Lanphier: "Watt?"

Lanphier: "Who robbed our pheasant?"

Lieutenant Moore: "You'd better see for yourself, they are on our right side!"

Lieutenant Lanphier stabilized the aircraft and looked to the right, just in time to see four jet fighters, destroying the two Zero fighters that attacked him.

If it was his own plane, he would definitely shout "Well done."

But this sudden appearance of a fighter jet made Lieutenant Lanphier shudder. His brain's CPU was burning, and he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Fake!" Lieutenant Lanphier asked loudly, "Who are these fighter jets that appeared?"

"I don't know." Lieutenant Moore said, "Their target is the Japanese, and they don't seem to be hostile to us!"

"Don't worry about it!" Major Michel said loudly, "kill the Japanese Zero fighter first!"

at the same time.

"The bomber on the left has been shot down!"

"The right bomber has been shot down!"

"Shooted down 2 turkeys by the way!"

The pilot reported to Li Shaorong on the radio.

"Very good!" Li Shaorong's satisfied voice sounded on the channel, "Have you filmed it?"

"Report, everything was captured!" the pilot in charge of filming replied.

Li Shaorong looked at the four Japanese Zeros that were fighting with the US air force, and then ordered: "The mission has been successfully completed, let's withdraw!"

at this time.

A US military fighter jet was hit by a Japanese Zero and was falling towards the rainforest on the ground, dragging its tail flames.

But Li Shaorong didn't want to join in the fun anymore, let the Japanese and the Japanese soldiers fight like dogs.

As Li Shaorong's order was issued, the jet fighter quickly moved away and disappeared from the horizon soon.

The American pilot who was responsible for keeping an eye on the Eighth Route Fighters couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and looked horrified: "Oh, God, it's so fast."

Subsequently, under the siege of eight American P38 fighter jets, two more Zero fighter jets were shot down.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Japs pilots of the remaining two Zero fighters quickly dived out of contact and fled into the distance.

The U.S. fighter jets did not give chase and flew in formation toward Henderson Airport on Guadalcanal.

This hunting operation lasted only three minutes. As the fighter jets from the three parties left, the surroundings returned to calm.

…

noon.

U.S. Pacific Fleet Command.

Nimitz was smoking a cigarette, anxiously waiting for news from Major General Mitchell at Henderson Field.

He looked at the watch on his hand: "Counting the time, Yamamoto should have been shot down by this time, and our pilot should have returned to Henderson Airport, right?"

"Yes, General." Spruance also looked at the time, "I believe there will be news soon."

"Report!" At this moment, a report sounded outside the door.

"Come in!"

Nimitz said in a deep voice, he already recognized the voice of the communications staff officer.

Nimitz and Spruance looked at the door expectantly.

After a while, the communications staff walked in quickly, holding a telegram in his hand.

"General."

The communications staff officer saluted solemnly and reported:

"Just now, Major General Mitchell from Guadalcanal sent a telegram confirming that Yamamoto's plane was shot down 56 kilometers north of Kahili..."

Having said this, the communications staff paused.

"Well done!"

"good!"

Nimitz and Spruance waved their clenched fists and smiled broadly.

The communications staff officer continued: "However, the Yamamoto plane was not shot down by our fighter jets."

"Hott?"

Nimitz and Spruance's smiles suddenly froze.

Spruance asked: "The Yamamoto plane was not shot down by our fighter jets. Could it be that the Japanese plane fell down on its own?"

"Report to the General."

The communications staff immediately reported:

"According to Major General Mitchell's report, when our Air Force's 330th Group was hunting Yamamoto, more than 10 aircraft from the unidentified flying team suddenly appeared. They shot down two Japanese bombers first."

"Wait a minute." Nimitz looked in disbelief, "What did you just say? UFOs?"

"In the South Pacific battlefield." Spruance didn't believe it at all. "In addition to the US Air Force and the Japanese aviation force, are there other countries' air forces?"

"General." The communications staff member lowered his head and replied, "I have no intention of arguing with you. This is a telegram from Major General Mitchell."

After finishing speaking, the communications staff handed over the telegram in his hand.

Nimitz took the telegram with a solemn expression and read it.

After reading the telegram, Nimitz's expression became more solemn.

The communications staff officer indeed did not lie. It was indeed an unidentified flying team that shot down Yamamoto's plane.
To be continued...