“Specialist, can you receive it?”

"Received. Say it directly if you have something to do."

"The Soviet Union is preparing to dispatch a fighter brigade..."

"Tell them. No!"

"this……"

"Today I am the groom! All Japanese planes are mine! No one is allowed to snatch them from me!"

"But……"

"You told the Soviets directly that today is my happy day! Don't make me angry!"

"clear!"

Zhang Ping ended the call.

Spread his hands to the Soviet adviser next to him.

Zhang Yong's last sentence was Russian. The Soviets could understand it.

The Soviet adviser shrugged and said it didn't matter.

"I have shot down five Japanese planes..."

"Oh, this is the sixth!"

Zhang Yong's voice continued to come.

The communicator is also accompanied by the noise of continuous fire.

"Shit..."

"Shit..."

Three machine guns ejected violent tongues of flames.

Side raid. Directly cut off the target fuselage from the middle.

With bullets, it's so arrogant.

You can make it hard until it is destroyed.

There is no need to worry about the barrel being overheated. It is high-altitude, high-speed, and first-class air-cooling effect.

Even the red barrel can quickly cool down in just over a dozen seconds.

Mad!

I'm asking you to make trouble!

I'm asking you to make trouble!

I got married today! It’s really a shame for you!

I'm tired of fighting for a while, which affects the quality of the bridal chamber tonight. Ahhhh. The more I think about it, the more angry I get...

"Shit..."

"Shit..."

Furious. Keep firing.

There is actually no goal ahead. The empty clear sky.

Tracer draws three beautiful arcs in the air.

It looks beautiful.

Just think that it was drawing a cake for yourself.

Make up an integer. Kill twelve Japanese aircraft. Perfect as a gift.

"Xu Huansheng!"

"Height 4500! Heading 296!"

"Square and round!"

"Height 3200! Heading 193!"

"Wang Zhong..."

"Wang Yi..."

Zhang Yong shouted in the communicator.

Command other BA-65 fighters to rush towards other Type 97 re-explosions.

After being shot down six consecutively, the remaining Type 97 relapse was already a little panicked. The team was broken up.

At this moment, of course, I will beat the dog in the water.

Beat hard.

I have given you the opportunity. Whether you can bite it depends on your own abilities.

As for yourself, continue to fly solo.

He turned around and set his sights on the seventh target.

A single Type 97 heavy explosion. The pilot should be a veteran and deliberately left.

Worried that he would be besieged when he was mixed with others, so he went out to stroll alone. Then he was stared at by Zhang Yong.

To be precise, it was targeted by the system.

The system predicted the predictions of the Japanese invaders. Every action was just right and was as lubricated as silk.

Bite the tail.

Pull up.

Fire from bottom to top.

The angle is very special.

But a series of bullets hit.

It turns out that as long as there are too many bullets and continuous splashing of water, you will always hit it.

"boom……"

A huge ball of fire exploded.

Countless flames and debris flew towards Zhang Yong.

Oh, waiver...

Sure enough, violating operating procedures will lead to unlucky luck.

Standard attacks are all top-down. But the system makes itself do the opposite. As a result, they have side effects.

The wreckage of the Japanese invaders falling all over the sky is likely to hit him.

Hurry down the head of the machine and then dive.

Escape with all your might.

Dodge the flames falling all over the sky.

Fortunately, the speed was fast enough. Finally, I successfully escaped.

"open!"

"open!"

Varedin's voice came.

But many Soviet flight officers ran to the tower.

They saw the big fireballs bursting in the air with their telescopes. They couldn't help but ask what was going on.

It is judged that the Japanese bomber was blown up. However, Zhang Yong needs to confirm it.

"What's up?"

Zhang Yong actually doesn't want to answer.

But then he changed his mind.

never mind.

There is no conflict between myself and Valedin.

Between countries, there are high-level decisions, and grassroots personnel are actually completely in control.

In any case, Valedin and the others bravely fought against the Japanese invaders in the sky of the Huasha. Many Soviet pilots also died heroically.

Even decades have passed, history will be remembered.

There was once a group of pilots from the Soviet Union, the Beautiful Country, who bravely helped the people of Huaxia to resist the Japanese invaders.
To be continued...