my bright sword career

Chapter 308 Raid
The one who got off the first P40 fighter was none other than Huang Kebiao, who was recognized by the flight team as having the best flying skills. So far, he had shot down ten Japanese planes. A calm young pilot.

It's just that Huang Kebiao, who just got off the plane, Huang Kebiao said to the pilot who just got off the plane with a complicated expression: "You won, your flying skills are indeed better than mine."

The pilot on the opposite side smiled and said modestly: "You're not bad, I was almost bitten by you several times just now, if it wasn't for my luck, I would be the loser."

"What... the vice-captain lost, how is this possible?"

Hearing what the two said, the pilots rushing from the left burst into an uproar. Huang Kebiao was the one with the best flying skills among them. How could he lose to a person who had just been in contact with the P40 fighter for less than half a month.

The pilots on the right let out a burst of cheers, as if they had won a big victory.

As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and so is the army.

Since Huang Huaimin dug 50 pilots back from the Central Air Force, the flight brigade has subconsciously divided into two small groups.

Since ancient times in China, there has been a saying that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

The original pilot from the Liantai Flying Brigade and the pilot recruited by Huang Huaimin from the Central Air Force, the two groups unconsciously became competitive from the first day they met.

However, this kind of sign is still in the category of healthy competition, especially those pilots who have just been transferred from the Central Air Force.

Before coming here, there was a feeling of people from the city going to the countryside and looking down on relatives in the countryside, but after coming into contact with the P40, the most advanced fighter in the world, this feeling was instantly broken.

Damn, what are these poor relatives in the countryside? This is simply a nouveau riche rich man.

The most advanced fighter planes, excellent equipment, unlimited parts and fuel, good food and unlimited training time completely wiped out the pride in their hearts, and replaced it with the feeling of a mouse falling into a rice vat. Feel.

The pilots of the original flying brigade headed by Huang Kebiao also had mixed feelings about these sudden pilots. They were happy to have new comrades-in-arms fighting side by side with them, but also unhappy to be robbed of their positions.

It's just that no matter how complicated Huang Kebiao's mood is, everyone knows that no matter whether they like it or not, they have become comrades-in-arms who share life and death, and healthy competition can be had. I can't survive.

In this case, a big training session of training and competition began.

In order to allow the pilots of the Far Central Air Force to master the performance of the P40 as soon as possible, the flight brigade held daily competitions in addition to training.

In the first few days, the old pilots of the flying brigade could still gain a slight advantage by virtue of their familiarity with the P40, but as time went by, the pilots transferred from the Central Air Force gradually figured out the performance of the P40 fighter. , The balance of victory has begun to gradually tilt towards them.

Just like today, Huang Kebiao, the most skilled pilot in the flying brigade, was also defeated, which made them extremely frustrated.

Just when he was depressed and elated at the same time, Huang Huaimin walked over with somewhat uneasy feet, and glanced at everyone indifferently.

"How...are you happy?"

"what……"

Huang Huaimin's words stunned the former Central Army pilots who were cheering happily, and then they all stood up straight involuntarily.

"I feel very honored and happy to win the competition, right? But don't forget, what you defeated was a group of juniors who took to the sky to fight the Japanese invaders in less than four months after learning how to fly.

And what about you?Which one of you is not a pilot who has been selected by the Central Aviation Academy for three full years before graduating?Most of them had five-pointed stars painted on their planes, and this vice-captain Huang Kebiao, who had just lost the competition, had already shot down ten Japanese planes and became a veritable double ace pilot.

I also watched the martial arts competition just now. To be honest, if he was not afraid of danger, he would not dare to perform many dangerous moves. It is not yet known who will win the martial arts competition just now. What can you be proud of? "

Huang Huaimin's words hit everyone's hearts like a heavy drum, and many people even lowered their heads and their faces turned red.

Seeing this, Huang Huaimin sighed softly, and slowed down his tone: "Okay, I won't say more. From today onwards, no matter where you are from, whether you are serious aviation school graduates, You have only one identity here, and that is the pilots of the Liantai Flying Squadron, and you are comrades-in-arms who share life and death, understand?"

"Understood!" Everyone agreed in unison.

"Just understand." Huang Huaimin raised his wrist and looked at the time, "It's getting late now, go back to have dinner, there are three days left before the time stipulated by the group seat, and then you will drive the world's most The advanced fighter planes went to Zhongtiao Mountain to fight the bloody Japanese invaders, I hope that when the time comes... woo woo woo..."

Before Huang Huaimin could finish his sentence, a shrill air defense siren sounded from the airport.

For the pilots, the sound of the air defense siren was an order. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then, like a conditioned reflex, everyone rushed to the tarmac, where rows of fighter planes were lined up neatly.

At this time, a Willis jeep was speeding up from the tower, and a second lieutenant jumped out of the car and reported loudly: "Sir, the southern observation station sent an alarm. They observed more than 60 Japanese planes heading towards Liantai County. Flying here, it is estimated that the target is our No. [-] airport."

"Go...to the control tower!"

Huang Huaimin jumped into the jeep without saying a word, and the car jumped out immediately.

Three minutes later, with the sound of the siren, a P3 fighter plane rose from the ground and quickly soared into the sky.

At this time, a Japanese plane had also arrived at No. 20 Airport, located more than [-] miles west of Liantai County. Amidst bursts of shrill sirens, the Japanese planes began to bomb the airport.

"Whoosh..."

"boom……"

A violent explosion sounded beside a runway. Although it was only a small 45-kilogram aerial bomb, it still blasted the lawn into a crater several meters wide. The strong shock wave threw dust and gravel into the air , A puff of black smoke rose into the sky.

The 3000-type land attack aircraft that dropped the aerial bomb completed the bombing and then turned sideways and began to climb again. Soon it climbed to an altitude of [-] meters and began to circle in the air looking for the next bombing target.

(End of this chapter)