spy cloud

"Boom boom boom!"

As the roar of the fighter jet cut through the sky, even the birds in the sky had to retreat and avoid it, apparently shocked by the sound of the plane in the sky.

Just when he was in a bad mood, on the ground, a small group of Japanese soldiers were looking up at the planes flying in the sky, and their faces were not looking good.

"Baga, how could there be an American plane here? Send a message to the frontline immediately to inform them that this must be a plane that took off from northern Jiangsu!"

"Radio operator, send a message to the regiment immediately!"

"Hi!"

A Japanese soldier carrying a telegraph on his back immediately stopped, put down the telegraph on his back, turned it on, and began to call to the regiment.

"Fleet, we spotted a plane from Country M flying westward. It's probably from Subei, or it may be a plane with pilots from Country M on a mission. Requesting interception."

"United Forces, United Forces..."

As a wave of telegrams spread out, the Japanese army regiment in the distance also received the telegram and quickly replied, reporting their findings directly to their superiors.

In a Japanese military headquarters on the front line, a Japanese lieutenant general received the telegram about ten minutes later, and his face showed a little excitement.

After all, he had just received a telegram from Nanjing, and now he received the following telegram. After comparing them, he immediately guessed the result, and his eyes burst into excitement.

"Come here, notify the two flight squadrons on the front line immediately to fly to this place and intercept the planes flying over from northern Jiangsu."

"Hi!"

As orders were issued one after another, two flight squadrons at the Japanese airport began to board planes, started up the planes, and slowly started running on the runway.

Soon, twenty-four Japanese planes also soared into the sky and flew towards a certain direction.

……

At this moment, Zhang Tianhao's expression also changed. From afar, he saw dozens of small black dots suddenly appear in the air and rush towards him.

Although it was still quite far away, his expression changed.

"Damn it! How could a Japanese plane appear? My whereabouts have been exposed again!"

He almost had the urge to curse, after all, he now saw at least two squadrons of planes in the distance, revealing their terrifying appearances.

"Who exposed my whereabouts?"

He really wanted to curse those people in the Intelligence Department. After all, the Intelligence Department had not yet captured that damn Japanese agent, and had actually exposed his whereabouts. This was definitely a big trouble.

The Japanese wanted him dead, and so did people in Chongqing.

He could be said to be surrounded by enemies, but he still had to walk around looking for some supplies that would be useful to northern Jiangsu.

Especially the development of northern Jiangsu, almost all of it fell on his shoulders. Who gave him the ability to do that?

But the problem is that the Japanese planes are now chasing us.

He calculated and found that he had just left the occupied territory in northern Jiangsu when he was discovered by the Japanese. It was really too bullying.

"damn it!"

He immediately pulled the joystick, pulled the plane up and began to climb.

As the plane climbed straight up, he could see planes farther away. They were getting closer and closer to him, and their sizes seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

"This is my first time to fight Japanese planes in the sky. Let's see how this Mustang P51 fights."

As he spoke, he continued to climb higher and higher, reaching about 13,000 meters.

He saw the Japanese Zero plane in the distance was less than 5,000 meters away from him, and the distance was getting closer and closer. "Come on, little devils, see how grandpa defeats you today!"

The more he thought about it, the happier he became. He could finally fight against the Japanese planes.

Five thousand meters, they rushed towards them, and the machine guns on the nose of the plane were also aimed at the oncoming Japanese planes.

At the same time, Japanese planes also discovered his presence.

Planes rushed towards it one after another, and the machine guns on the noses of the planes began to fire.

Although it was only three or four thousand meters, the bullets from the machine guns on the plane could still reach quite far.

At this moment, Zhang Tianhao gently pressed the button to fire the machine gun on the plane.

Then I saw a flame suddenly coming out of the muzzle of the plane's machine gun, although it was only a small one.

But the bullets were already firing quickly towards the Japanese planes.

The leading Japanese plane wanted to give way, but Zhang Tianhao suddenly pulled the joystick and the plane fell directly down.

He saw countless bullets hitting the plane from where he had just fallen. If it had been a second later, the plane might have been hit.

However, the leading Japanese plane was hit directly in the engine by Zhang Tianhao's burst of fire.

Then I saw the plane explode in mid-air, and a huge ball of sparks appeared in the air, like a huge firework.

He immediately took control of the plane, and when it had fallen less than a thousand meters, the joystick flew to the side and performed a cobra maneuver.

At the same time, several bullets flew out directly from the machine gun and strafed the two Japanese planes.

"Boom boom boom!"

Then I saw that one of the Japanese planes seemed to have lost its spirituality in the blink of an eye. A huge ball of fire appeared on the plane, and then it fell directly downwards.

"Damn it! He escaped again!"

Without saying anything, he just lifted the joystick and climbed up.

This sudden climb caused the Japanese planes that were surrounding them from behind to fire a series of bullets that missed the target, as if Zhang Tianhao's plane had automatically avoided the attack.

When he climbed about 2000 meters, the Japanese planes behind him began to raise their heads and surrounded his plane again.

He immediately flipped the plane over again, doing a somersault in mid-air, and a backflip.

In the eyes of the Japanese, he was like a nimble monkey, with their eyes wide open, unable to believe that Zhang Tianhao could perform so many difficult moves while flying a plane.

This directly shattered all their imaginations. After all, these moves were too difficult, whether it was a cobra maneuver, a backflip, or suddenly stopping in mid-air. This shattered all their imaginations.

"Baga, who on earth is this pilot? He must be an ace pilot, definitely an ace pilot. We have met our match."

"Baga, let's surround and kill him. He's alone, fighting against two squadrons of Imperial aircraft. We're all aces. Kill!"

"First team, from the left, second team from above, third team..."

As the Japanese continued to communicate, Zhang Tianhao also completed a backflip. When the plane turned over, the nose of the plane was aimed at a Japanese plane behind.

He gently pressed the machine gun fire button and saw a tongue of fire spurting out.

Immediately, he saw a cloud of blood mist appear on the windshield of the pilot's plane on the opposite side, and then the plane seemed to have lost something and flew straight down rapidly.

"Baga, Koizumi, Koizumi is dead. Baga, kill this bastard for me!"

"Kill him immediately, and make sure he dies without a burial place!" (End of this chapter)