Chapter 230 It's Too Cheating to Hit People with a Fighter Plane

Trenches said without thinking, "Authorization approved."

Both Li Changheng and Teng Hao knew in their hearts that dozens of Americans were being surrounded below.

Unless an innocent person is accidentally injured, no matter who comes afterwards, it is impossible for him, the pilot, to trouble him.

And the trench that gave the order only needs to be responsible to the town. As long as the residents of the town don't think his order is wrong, the president can only praise him when he comes.

"Understood, over."

At this time, there was a buzzing and whistling sound from far to near, and the residents of the small town who heard the roar of the plane's engine immediately cheered, waved their hands and hats at the fast-rushing fighter plane.

And those cowboys who were suppressed in the open area were excitedly lying on the ground, or leaning against the stone, watching a bright silver propeller plane whizzing past overhead with anticipation and hope.

Then, at an altitude of 300 meters, he circled the battlefield twice. Li Changheng, whose eyesight had been strengthened several times, saw people with his eyes, so he took a few glances with his binoculars.

Then easily classify people holding FNL, AK, and hiding on hillsides and rock walls as mercenaries.

Most of the thirty or so cowboys were wearing cowboy hats, and they were all suppressed in the open space, which was really easy to identify.

"Dang ding ding, ding ding ding".

When flying above a rock wall more than ten meters high, several bullets hit the plane. Li Changheng stepped on the accelerator and pulled up the plane with one hand, but he didn't feel much fear in his heart.

The P51 is the same as the P47, which is known as canned fish head. Even the early Bf-109 airborne machine gun can withstand more than a dozen rounds without being shot down. The rifle on the ground is simply tickling.

Pulling up the plane, Li Changheng didn't immediately fire and attack, but went around the rock wall, watched with binoculars for more than ten seconds, and then estimated the distance between the militants and the cowboys who had been hiding well just now.

Immediately decided to ignore this group of people, let alone running anyway, no matter how powerful a supercar is, it is impossible to outrun a fighter jet.

Juan watched P51 pull up, and then observed around himself, but did not swoop down to attack. He immediately knew that his group was in big trouble.

The guy who flew the plane was definitely a cool veteran.

"Get ready, when this plane runs out of fuel, we will retreat in the direction of New Mexico."

Looking at the rappelling equipment on the edge of the canyon in the distance, the subordinates suddenly understood that they were planning to attract the town police and the plane away.

"Understood, head."

On Li Changheng's side, he raised the plane to an altitude of 700 meters, and then swooped down on several fleeing mercenaries.

There was a sound of "Woo,..." breaking through the air, like a death-defying horn, which frightened everyone on the ground to stand up with their hairs on end, and their eyes were fixed on the fighter jet that was diving down rapidly.

As the pinnacle in the history of propeller fighters, the P51 is definitely the king of fighter jets and ground attack.

The four machine guns on the wings and the two machine guns on the nose burst into flames instantly.

"Da da da, da da da."

While a series of bullets hit the ground, a large amount of dust was raised, and the three mercenaries were hit by one or two bullets that were heavier than the bullets of Barrett's sniper rifle without even reacting.

Li Changheng didn't even look at the result, he pulled up the plane and took to the sky.

As long as he is hit, no matter what part he hits, there is absolutely no possibility of being alive.

The leg was hit, the leg was broken, and the artery in the leg was bigger than the artery in the wrist. It took less than a minute for him to lose blood and die.

Hit the arm, if no one helped to stop the bleeding, he would only live for a minute or two longer.

As for the torso, it's a bit brutal.

After the plane pulled up to 7,800 meters, it dived down again.

There was another burst of 'woo woo woo' piercing the air resounding through the entire battlefield.

A few quick bursts of fire instantly killed the two mercenaries lying on the ground.

Now none of the Mexicans dared to show their heads again. They all stared at the fighter plane climbing again, and then moved with the fighter plane, hiding behind rocks or slopes.

Seeing the situation in the trenches in the distance, they immediately drove the police car towards the injured cowboys. While driving, they yelled at the cowboys who were still lying on the ground or hiding, telling them to run back.

Li Changheng in the air saw all the mercenaries hiding.

With a smile at the corner of his mouth, the person hiding behind the rock is okay, after all, he can block the shooting angle by walking a few steps.

But those who hide on the hillside have to see who the driver is if they want to hide.

Li Changheng, whose hands, eyes, feet, reaction speed, and observation ability have been enhanced several times, is definitely the most perfect ace reserve for air combat and ground attack.

The plane circled the hillside a few times in the air, and anyone could see that the pilot was staring at the five Mexicans on the hillside.

The combat tactics of the P51 are very simple, because the speed per hour is the fastest among the propeller fighters at that time.

Therefore, the pilot who drove it, after suffering from the losses of the Zero fighter in the early stage, came up with high-speed contact, opened fire, and then fled at high speed, taking off from the dangerous area.

Then use the speed and super-large range to maneuver and turn back, and continue to dive down to attack the enemy plane.

But there is a problem here, that is, the moment it rushes down, if it misses, the fighter plane will be closely watched.

Therefore, many P51 pilots will immediately make a "cobra maneuver" when they cannot get rid of the enemy's aim during the period before using their speed to escape.

That is to say, it is pulled up instantly, and the nose of the aircraft is 90 degrees fiercely flying into the sky, and the enemy plane will quickly rush past from below.

Then P51 turned around in the air and came directly behind the enemy's fuselage.

Due to its speed advantage, it is easy to catch up to the enemy and destroy it with a shot in the back.

What Li Changheng had to do at this time was also very simple, fly to the hillside and fire with bullets to stir up a lot of dust, and after flying 100 meters over the hillside, instantly pull up the nose.

When the circle reaches a high point in the air, stabilize the fuselage of the aircraft and perform a 180-degree turn.

When swooping down again, it was easy to point the plane at the mercenaries who were hiding on the back of the hillside.

"Da da da, da da da", a burst of continuous bursts, dozens of bullets immediately covered five mercenaries lying on the ground.

All he could see was some blood mist rising, and the plane passed through the hillside, then lifted into the air and continued to circle in search of new targets.

Now everyone was stunned or terrified by Li Changheng's cobra maneuver, the movement of turning the plane's nose in the air, and the feat of violently firing five mercenaries in one pot.

The remaining mercenaries didn't even dare to show their heads to see the plane, let alone run away.

I was afraid that if I showed my body, Li Changheng would use some new maneuvering method, find the angle of attack, and kill him with a series of violent strafing shots.

After hovering in the air for more than a dozen times, seeing that there was no suitable attack angle, he turned his eyes and pulled the joystick, and began to fly towards the canyon.

"Damn bastard".

Juan and Sterman cursed at the sight.

Fortunately, when Li Changheng flew to the cable platform, he thought that it would be pointless to destroy the steel cable at this time, so he might as well wait until he killed Du Xiao.

Otherwise, you are making trouble for yourself.

He pulled his hand back, pulled up the fighter jet in an instant, and then began to hover in the air, not caring about fuel consumption or not.