Other pilots also roared.

So happy.

It turns out that fighting is so simple.

Just wait for the enemy planes to arrive and then fire.

Because the distance was so close, the cockpit of the Japanese aircraft could be seen with the naked eye, and a lot of blood was splashed out.

The enemy plane, which was not controlled by the pilot, rolled chaotically in the air and began to fall to the ground.

"Zhang! The Japanese pilot is dead!"

"Received. You will return immediately."

"Return?"

"Yes. You have no combat missions. Return."

"yes."

"Your group will collectively turn left, heading 305. The airport is about 35 kilometers ahead of you."

"Roger. Let's return."

"good."

"Zhang, thank you!"

"No need. You are forbidden to speak."

"clear."

Joseph immediately returned with the group.

The communication channel is no longer used because other people want to use it. Especially Zhang Yong wants to use it.

Zhang Yong breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally there is a group that can be left alone.

The remaining two groups seem to be difficult to deal with. Mainly because they have no chance.

The other two Japanese aircraft were very cunning. They seemed to be far away from the battlefield, but they were not completely far away. They seemed to be far away.

One was over Yugan County.

One was over Jinxian County.

"Palov, how much fuel do you have left?"

"Report! Zhang, I still have two-thirds of the fuel. The voyage is about 350 kilometers."

"Your target is about fifty kilometers away from you. Do you want to pursue it?"

"Of course! Chase!"

"Okay then. Team Palov, you guys collectively turn right, heading 45, altitude 3700, speed 300."

"clear!"

The Parlov team immediately turned around and flew towards Yugan County.

Without clear instructions, it would be impossible for them to operate like this because they have no idea where the enemy planes are.

According to the operating procedures, we will only search at close range and cannot go fifty kilometers away.

But now, knowing exactly where the target is, it is so exciting to fight.

"Egorov Group."

"Zhang! We are waiting for your orders!"

"You turn right, heading 80, altitude 3600, speed 280."

"How far is the target from us?"

"The enemy plane is not at this location. But you have to follow me. Otherwise, the radio will be interrupted."

"clear!"

Yegorov was very patient.

He understood that Zhang Yong wanted to deal with Joseph's side first.

Joseph wanted to fly fifty kilometers to pursue the target, and Zhang Yong had to follow him. Otherwise, the order could not be issued.

The maximum transmission distance of radio at that time was about fifty kilometers.

Once outside this distance, communication is limited.

Without Zhang Yong's instructions, Joseph's team would have been blind and had no idea where the enemy planes were.

Technical limitations.

There is no way.

Zhang Yong himself also turned to ensure that Joseph's team was within radio range.

I envy the satellite communications of later generations! The distance is so far!

Even if you are lying comfortably in the airport, you can command the battle smoothly.

"Commissioner Zhang..."

Zhang Ping's voice came from the channel.

When he found that no one spoke for a while, he dared to interrupt.

"The fourth enemy plane has been shot down."

"The crash site should be between Qianfang Town and Qili Township."

"Banned!"

Zhang Yong gave a short answer.

Zhang Ping did not respond.

Banned.

Air communications are the most important thing.

The ground has no way of knowing what's going on in the air, so we can only wait patiently.

Every ground commander must have a strong psychological quality because the process of worrying about gains and losses is really painful.

"Joseph's team, you are very close to the enemy plane."

"The target is in front of you to the right, about eight kilometers away. Do you want to attack with a tail bite, or fire from the flank?"

"Zhang, we follow your orders."

"Then prepare to fire from the flank. Maintain heading 155 and altitude 4900."

"clear!"

Joseph's group began to gain altitude.

The target enemy aircraft was flying very high. It was obviously looking for a relatively safe space.

5000 meters…

2000 meters…

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.

The Japanese aircraft seemed to be relatively comfortable and their trajectory was relatively stable.

It may not have thought that it would be targeted by its opponent after flying to an altitude of 4,900 meters.

1500 meters…

800 meters…

"Joseph's team, you are about to see the target."

"You decide how to fire."

Zhang Yong terminated the order.

Joseph and others turned their heads and looked left and right.

No enemy planes were seen.

There are only messy clouds around.

Clouds of various sizes are floating in the sky in confusion.

Could it be...

Suddenly, a plane jumped out of the clouds.

oh!

The target is coming!

Joseph's eyes suddenly lit up!
To be continued...