The escort was originally supposed to be the responsibility of the fighter squadron, but in yesterday's air strike, the two fighter squadrons of the 3rd Flight Regiment were completely destroyed, so now the reconnaissance aircraft squadron can only escort.

However, the reconnaissance aircraft squadrons are basically equipped with old-fashioned aircraft, or trainers.

But Takazo Iwamoto didn't mind this because he never thought that bombers needed escort.

Shirozo Iwamoto has absolute confidence in his flight technology. Even without escort from fighter jets, Shirozo Iwamoto is also confident in flying bombers and shooting down enemy fighters.

Takazo Iwamoto insists that aircraft performance is not a decisive element of air combat.

The pilot itself is the decisive element of air combat! As long as his flight skills are excellent enough, even if he is flying an old trainer aircraft, he can still shoot down advanced enemy aircraft!

Looking back, Chiri Isozaki made a thumbs up to Tori Iwamoto.

Chiri Isozaki is encouraging Tomori Iwamoto to let him perform well.

Iwamoto Toshizo paused slightly to Chiri Isozaki through the porthole, and said in his heart: "Teacher, please look, I will definitely avenge your teacher!"

Although the Chinese Air Force's air strike yesterday morning severely damaged the 3rd Flying Regiment, causing nearly 60 fighter jets from the 16th and 65th Fighters to be destroyed, the pilot avoided the first wave of bombing because he was sleeping in the dormitory. After being awakened, he quickly evacuated, and then avoided the second wave of bombing in the dormitory.

Therefore, the pilots of the 3rd Flying Regiment did not suffer much casualties, only one person was killed and more than a dozen were injured.

But the person who died was their flight commander, Kuroi Iwai, and Chiro Isozaki's instructor.

Kuroi Iwara has a very high prestige between the Japanese Navy and Army Aviation, so now the entire 3rd Flight Regiment is immersed in an atmosphere of grief.

Not only Takazo Iwamoto, but every pilot in the 3rd Flight Regiment was holding his energy to take revenge.

As time passed, Takazo Iwamoto's expression became more and more anxious. Just when he was about to be able to hold it, the flying tower finally emitted a light signal.

Then, the airport ground staff also made a takeoff gesture.

The aircraft engine has been started long ago and can take off at any time.

Onboard, seeing the take-off gesture of the ground crew, Takazo Iwamoto immediately cheered, then pushed the joystick of the landline forward to the bottom, and the Type 96 dive bomber on his body immediately let out a whimpering scream, and then began to accelerate and rush forward. After sliding less than a hundred meters, the nose of the aircraft suddenly raised up and rushed into the dark night sky.

...

Huzhen, on the ancestral tomb mountain.

More than half a month ago, a towering iron tower had already stood on the top of the ancestral grave mountain.

This tower is the radar station belonging to the 1st Aviation Division. In the years to come, this radar station will become a loyal sentry to defend Quzhou Airport.

It was already past five in the morning and it was getting dark.

This is the most sleepy time of the day.

Liu Jiaxi was also very sleepy, but she still insisted on staying in front of the console.

Not only because she is the webmaster of the radar station, but also because she is the wife of Zhu Liangcheng, the commander of the Rong 1 Division.

Liu Jiaxi knew better than anyone else that there would be a completely different situation for the Rong 1st Division and even the entire 41st Army.

So she must stand well and be a sentry guarding Quzhou Airport.

Time passed slowly in the boring perseverance, and Liu Jiaxi suddenly felt her eyes a little astringent. Just as she was about to rub her eyes, the indicator light on the console suddenly lit up.

Then there were beeping and sharp alarms.

Liu Jiaxi stood up suddenly, and the sleepiness on her body disappeared in an instant.

...

Quzhou Airport Control Room.

Yu Liangzhen, Zhong Yi and Zheng Shaoyu sat opposite each other.

He looked up at the wall clock and saw that the hour hand was already pointing at 5:30 in the morning. It was about to dawn in half an hour. Zheng Shaoyu felt that the Japanese would not come today.

Zheng Shaoyu said at the moment: "The chief rank, there are also teachers. The Japanese probably won't come today, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, the phone ringing on the console suddenly rang, and the operator immediately answered: "Hello, this is the airport station, where are you?"

"Okay, OK, I get it."

He hung up the phone, the lineman stood up and said solemnly: "Captain Yu, the radar station reports that 79 enemy planes are approaching Quzhou Airport from Hangzhou!"

Hearing this, Yu Liangzhen's expression suddenly became excited.

"It's true!" Zhong Yi also hit the junction hard, and then said, "Order, the 1st Flying Brigade will take off to fight!"

"Yes!" Zheng Shaoyu responded with a loud bang, then rushed to the front of the command stand and grabbed the phone, shouting loudly, "Order, the 1st Flight Brigade will take off immediately to face the enemy plane!"

After giving the order, Zheng Shaoyu rushed to the window of the tower again.

Zhong Yi and Yu Liangzhen also walked to the window and looked out. They saw that the runway was already full of fighter jets, and the fighter jet engines had been started.

After receiving Zheng Shaoyu's order, the P-40 fighter jets that had already lined up slid into the runway one by one, and then quickly rushed into the air and disappeared into the night sky ahead.

...

Zhang Fan drove Eagle No. 9 and flew behind the entire formation.

This time, Zhang Fan failed to get the chance to fly with Martins again.

After all, Martins cannot carry only one, but also has to take into account other flight attendants.

However, Zhang Fan didn't mind much about this, because for him, it would be enough to participate in air combat. Compared with those students from the aviation school who were not qualified to take off the airline, he was lucky enough.

Zhang Fan didn't know much information, but judging from the above response measures, the number of Japanese bombers coming to commit this time should not be small, otherwise the entire 1st brigade would not be dispatched.

Zhang Fan's eyes couldn't help but become eager, and this time he could finally fight!

Zhang Fan was not satisfied with the last time he ran to Amaranth Bridge, because after he threw the bomb, he only dived the airport facility and did not fight with Japanese fighters or bombers.

Air battles without dog fights are imperfect after all, right?

But this time, his Eagle No. 9 can finally fight happily!

"Haha!" Thinking of this, Zhang Fan couldn't help laughing twice, and even slapped the porthole of Eagle No. 9, and shouted loudly, "Xiao Jiuer, it's time for you to show off your skills!"

At this time, a slight light of dawn suddenly appeared in the eastern sky.

Less than ten seconds later, the light had already spread throughout the void.
Chapter completed!