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The communications officer rushed to the radio, his hands trembling as he turned on the high-powered radio switch and shouted into the microphone:

"Jiaodongcheng Command Post! Jiaodongcheng Command Post! This is the observation post on Reef No. 3!"

"Large number of enemy aircraft spotted! Approximately 70! Flying towards Jiaodong Port!"

"Repeated! Large number of enemy aircraft detected! Approximately 70! Please prepare for air defense immediately!"

The radio waves ripped through the sky, carrying an urgent alarm, and sped toward Jiaodong City.

After receiving the message, the command immediately contacted Commander Lu and the brigade commander.

At this time, Commander Lu, the brigade commander, Shen Wang, and others were still at the dock.

Upon receiving the message, everyone was completely stunned.

Are the Japanese really coming?

Did it come from the sea?

Commander Lu and the brigade commander looked at Shen Wang.

Shen Wang was also completely bewildered.

His expression was like he hadn't had a strong drink for days.

what?

Then it was like taking out a bag of plums.

Are you OK?

Are you alright? Are you okay?

Is Okamura out of his mind?

They actually dared to send a plane here?

Even if the Japanese troops were ground troops, Shen Wang wasn't that surprised.

"Mr. Shen, what do you mean?"

Commander Lu and the brigade commander looked at Shen Wang, since the First Flight Squadron was nominally under Shen Wang's command.

"Mr. Shen, it's very likely the Japanese navy that's coming. Judging from the looks of it, they may have deployed an aircraft carrier!"

The brigade commander looked grave.

Everyone around gasped when they heard the word "aircraft carrier".

That was the most powerful war machine of our time!

They are the rulers of the ocean!

Not to mention them, there are very few countries in the world that can possess an aircraft carrier.

All eyes turned to Shen Wang.

Shen Wang stood there, his expression somewhat subtle.

navy?

That makes sense.

The Japanese army and navy have always been at odds. Could it be that Okamura wanted to trick the navy?

Forget it, take care of him.

Shen Wang snapped out of his reverie, smiled, and said, "Then order the Jiaodong detachment of the First Flight Squadron to take off immediately to engage the enemy!"

Compared to 24 J-5s, the Japanese 70 old carrier-based aircraft were nothing!

Seeing Shen Wang's calm demeanor, Commander Lu's anxiety subsided considerably.

But I still can't help feeling a little worried.

More than seventy Japanese carrier-based aircraft!

They are the elite of the elite.

They only had twenty-four planes.

Twenty-four against seventy-two, can they win?

The brigade commander patted Commander Lu on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry!"

……

The simple airfield in the west of the city.

A piercing battle alarm sounded.

The 24 pilots who were already waiting rushed out of the lounge and ran to the tarmac at top speed.

The silver J-5 fighter jets were neatly lined up on the runway, reflecting a cold metallic luster in the sunlight.

The ground crew had completed the final checks, loaded the machine gun, and filled the auxiliary fuel tank.

"Everyone board!"

The squad leader gave the order.

The pilots nimbly climbed into the cockpit, put on their flight helmets, and fastened their seatbelts.

"Buzz—!"

The jet engine roared deafeningly, and blue flames shot out from the exhaust nozzle.

The first J-5 fighter jet taxied off the runway and soared into the sky like an arrow released from a bow.

Immediately afterwards, one J-5 fighter jet after another took off and quickly formed four six-aircraft formations in the air.

"Target: Enemy aircraft group, 50 kilometers due east!"

"Attention all personnel, free hunt!"

"clear!"

Twenty-four J-5 fighters, trailing long white contrails, sped toward the enemy formation at a speed of 1,100 kilometers per hour.

. . .

Meanwhile, in the sky fifty kilometers away.

Seventy-two Japanese carrier-based aircraft were flying in a dense formation, swaggering towards Jiaodong Port.

Inside the cockpit, the Japanese pilots chatted and laughed, their faces full of relaxation and disdain.

"Gentlemen, do you see that small fishing village below? That's Jiaodong City."

Lieutenant Colonel Morita, the lead flight squadron leader, said with a smile, "When you drop the bombs later, make sure you aim carefully and don't miss."

"Don't worry, Captain!"

One of the pilots shouted, "This dock is so big, you could bomb it with your eyes closed!"

"I heard the army's planes were completely wiped out by the Eighth Route Army last time? That's hilarious! A bunch of useless cowards who can't even fly a plane properly, and they dare call themselves air force?"

"When we get back, we're going to give those army guys a good laugh. Let them see what a real pilot is!"

Lieutenant Colonel Morita smiled, glanced at the instrument panel, and said, "Ten minutes to reach target airspace. Everyone check your weapons and prepare to drop bombs!"

Just then, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of several small black dots appearing above his head.

At first, he thought it was a bird and didn't pay much attention.

But those black dots were getting bigger and closer, and moving at an astonishing speed!

Morita's pupils suddenly contracted.

"What is that?!"

He gasped in shock.

All the Japanese pilots instinctively looked up.

High in the sky, twenty-four silver lightning bolts were swooping down on them at a terrifying speed they had never seen before!

That sleek fuselage, that propellerless nose, that engine trailing a long contrail…

This is not any kind of aircraft they recognize!

"Baka! It's an enemy plane!"

"Enemy planes! Right above us!"

"Scatter! Scatter!"

The shrill shouts rang out over the radio.

It must be said that the Japanese navy's air force was indeed elite.

Although they were caught off guard, they did not panic.

The well-trained pilots immediately pulled on the control stick, attempting to break up the formation and gain altitude to launch a counterattack.

However, it was all too late.

The overwhelming gap in generations cannot be bridged by any amount of training or courage.

The J-5's maximum speed is 1,100 kilometers per hour, while the Japanese Type 96 carrier-based fighter jet's maximum speed is only 440 kilometers per hour.

A speed difference of two and a half times!

Moreover, the J-5's service ceiling is 16,000 meters, while the Japanese carrier-based aircraft can only fly up to 6,000 meters at most.

As I always say, high-level players beat low-level players, and they beat idiots!

"Fire!"

With a command from the squad leader.

The first J-5 fighter jet swooped down from an altitude of 8,000 meters, its three cannons simultaneously spitting fire.

"Da da da da da!"

Dense shells rained down on the fuselage of a Type 96 carrier-based dive bomber.

"boom!"

A loud bang.

The Type 96 carrier-based dive bomber exploded in mid-air, turning into a huge fireball, with its wreckage trailing black smoke as it plummeted towards the sea.

"I won the jackpot!"

The pilot shouted excitedly and pulled back on the stick. The J-5, like a lithe eagle, climbed back up and regained its high-altitude advantage.

Then, a second one, a third one...

One after another, J-5 fighters swooped down from high altitude, and each time they fired, they took down a Japanese plane.

The Japanese pilots were completely dumbfounded.

They frantically twisted the control stick, trying to evade the attack. But their plane was as slow as a snail compared to the J-5.

Even their machine gun bullets couldn't keep up with the speed of the J-5.

Some Japanese soldiers tried to climb higher to fight back, but the J-5 fighter jets had already flown to heights they couldn't reach.

How can we fight like this?