Age of Conquest Reborn

Chapter 719: Difficult Air Defense Battle

Under the sunshine in June, a layer of light blue smoke filled the sky over the city of Nanjing. The pungent smell of gunpowder smoke drifted in the streets and alleys where lilac flowers were in bloom. Above and below the smoke, there was a hail of death bullets shooting at each other.

It was a life-and-death fight with disparity in power. More than a hundred Japanese fighter jets shuttled in and out like ghosts.

In various low-altitude corners of Nanjing, there were some arrogant Japanese pilots who almost wiped the belly of their fighter jets over the roofs of high-rise buildings. The air waves they aroused overturned the bodies of Chinese soldiers. From time to time, soldiers jumped from tall buildings.

The object fell to the ground, and the bright red blood bloomed into a cluster of miserable blood flowers.

The balance of victory continued to tilt towards the Japanese pilots. Tang Qiuli in the headquarters was pacing back and forth anxiously. Dozens of staff officers calmly stared at the commander-in-chief, as if they wanted to see something from him.

The hope of victory and the tactics adopted by the Japanese fighter jets made Tang Qiuli's prearranged tactics almost useless and exposed huge shortcomings and loopholes that he had not expected.

The situation became more and more passive. Tang Qiuli wanted to grab the outside phone on the table several times and order Gao Zhihang's destroyer unit to come for support, but he could never make up his mind. The Japanese fighter jets hovering over Nanjing like evil eagles,

There are at least one hundred and twenty more, far more than

The current number of aircraft of the Chinese Air Force and the participation of Gao Zhihang's pursuit aircraft unit in the war. In order to avoid accidental damage, the ground anti-aircraft firepower will stop firing, forming a situation where the fighters of both sides fight each other. With an outnumbered enemy, the odds are stacked against them. Tang Qiu

Li once again rejected his idea.

He sighed deeply in his heart and could only place his hope on the fighting will of the soldiers. They gritted their teeth and persisted until the Japanese fighter jets ran out of fuel and returned home. Only then could they take a breath, readjust their deployment, make up for all the loopholes, and park at the

All the bombers on the four Japanese Navy aircraft carriers on the sea outside the Yangtze River Estuary were fully loaded with bombs and ready for launch. They only waited for news from the fighter groups before they dumped tons of bombs on the city of Nanjing.

The battle between the air and the ground continued. The Japanese fighter jets still had the upper hand and almost took the crown of victory in their hands. The Japanese fighter jet commander was already preparing to issue an order for the bombers to take off. Suddenly, a sudden change occurred. On the empty streets of Nanjing City,

including high-rise buildings

From every window, dense bullets suddenly shot out, not the crisp whistle of anti-aircraft machine guns, not the dull roar of heavy machine guns, but the salvos of tens of thousands of rifles, thousands of submachine guns, and hundreds of light machine guns, like countless

Indistinct dots of Venus rise from the ground.

This sudden firepower, combined with the roar of anti-aircraft firepower, was a fatal threat to the Japanese fighter jets. Even at extremely low altitudes, it was impossible for them to fly on the ground. At extremely low altitudes, they became the Japanese fighter jets.

Fighter’s Achilles’ Weakness

Point, victory or defeat is often decided in an instant. The situation is reversed. Rifles, submachine guns, and light machine gun bullets all get into the fuselage of the Japanese aircraft. One bullet is not enough to kill, but hundreds of bullets can still beat the Japanese fighter into pieces.

Sieve eyes.

Dozens of Japanese fighter jets whined and fell to the ground, and more of them climbed up desperately dragging thick smoke. The anti-aircraft guns could finally speak again. Smoke balls exploded in the sky. In just ten minutes,

, more than forty Japanese fighter jets were shot down. The Japanese fighter jets, with little fuel and ammunition left, fled desperately toward the open sea, but failed. They failed to completely destroy the anti-aircraft firepower of the squadron.

The sudden change caused Tang Qiuli to lose his ability to judge in an instant. He couldn't figure out what was going on outside. However, the Japanese fighter jets evacuated the Nanjing airspace. This was a good opportunity. He immediately ordered Gao Zhihang to dispatch immediately.

, intercepted the returning Japanese fighter jets, and tried to shoot down more than half of them.

Gao Zhihang, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, ordered to sound the flight alarm, and was the first to fly into the blue sky. Behind his fighter plane were sixty-three Chinese Air Force fighter jets. This was all the strength of Gao Zhihang.

There was no backup plan. He believed that Commander-in-Chief Tang's order to attack at this time would be an excellent opportunity for the destroyer unit.

At the mouth of the Yangtze River, Gao Zhihang led a fighter group and caught up with a Japanese fighter group that was returning in formation. He immediately became excited. Even though the Japanese fighter jets were more than twice as many as his own, the planes that could return were short of fuel and ammunition. This

Attack at the right time, only to take advantage and not suffer any losses. To put it figuratively speaking, the little Japanese plane was unarmed and his own fleet was fully armed. After he gave the order to attack freely, he was the first to rush towards the direction where the Japanese aircraft group was densest.

One side had no intention of fighting. It had just suffered a loss, was frightened, and was still in shock. The other side was full of energy, holding back a lot of energy, and descended the mountain like tigers. The fighter jets of both sides immediately fought together, flying up and down, and the machine guns "clucked" briskly.

"The sound continued, and the Japanese aircraft group was thrown into chaos by an arrow fired from behind by Gao Zhihang. After a while, a small group of fighter jets separated and fought with Gao Zhihang and others, covering most of the fighter jets as they returned to the aircraft carrier.

Gao Zhihang and the others got a big deal. Without losing any of their planes, they shot down thirty-one Japanese fighter jets that had no choice but to evade and had no bullets to fight back. The Japanese fighter jets had already fled far away. Gao Zhihang hadn't had enough yet.

Just as he was about to order the fleet to continue the pursuit, Tang Qiuli's words rang in his heart, and he had no choice but to return to the flight in frustration. Fortunately, he controlled his bellicosity at the critical moment and did not ruin the Chinese Air Force's fortune.

The anti-aircraft firepower of the Japanese naval fleet is also superior among fleets of other countries. Gao Zhihang used only 63 fighter jets to attack two fleets and more than 100 Japanese warships with four aircraft carriers. It was like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

Even the outer air defense firepower cannot break through. Even if it enters the inner air defense circle, fighter jets without heavy bombs or torpedoes can do much damage to the warship.

Unless you use your own aircraft as a bomb to directly hit the Japanese warships, how much money can you afford to do this? This is also the tragedy of the Chinese Air Force. There is not a single torpedo bomber in the entire fleet. If the Japanese fighter jets return to the sky, they will be refueled and bombed.

During the battle, his fleet would soon be trapped in a tight siege, and it would be impossible to break away from the battle. How could the Japanese fighter jets, which had suffered losses over Nanjing, let them go? Not a single plane could even think of returning.

Gao Zhihang's fleet flew over Nanjing. He was quite surprised by the few fireworks on the ground and the complete appearance of the city. He was attacked twice by hundreds of Japs bombers and fighter jets, and the entire city suffered devastation.

, Trivial, this is an unbelievable result. Perhaps, only Commander-in-Chief Tang can create such a miracle, he thought secretly.

The last Jaap fighter jet disappeared from sight. Wang Genbao fell headlong on the sandbag fortifications. He was so exhausted that he didn't even want to raise his eyelids. His muscles and bones were so sore that they were almost numb. His throat was burning and he felt uncomfortable.

A long gash was made by the bullet, and the muscles were rolling horribly. The blood had solidified on his arm. There was no feeling of pain. All the strength in his body had been drained. The super-intense battle just now had exhausted every fiber of his body.

Divide energy and physical strength.

He didn't want to think about anything, he just wanted to lie here forever, until someone pushed his shoulder, and he opened his eyes and saw that almost all the living brothers were similar to him, lying there exhausted, breathing heavily with their mouths wide open. Wang Genbao

With great effort, he managed to get up and check on the brothers one by one.

One of his ammunition handlers was killed in action, and there were several bloody holes in his chest. The bullets from the Jaap fighter jets penetrated his body. His face was pale due to blood loss, and his eyes showed no sign of life, but there was still a trace of childlike innocence left, solidified.

Staring above the head

In this azure sky where the gunpowder smoke has not yet dissipated, the afternoon sunshine in June in the south of the Yangtze River shines wantonly on the newly stretched body. Wang Genbao's heart feels as painful as a knife. He is still a child who has just turned seventeen.

I have been following him for less than half a year.

Turning his face, Wang Genbao gently closed his eyes for the young soldier. He suffered heavy losses. The corpses of the fallen brothers remained in the same posture as when they were alive. As a firepower point, fifteen brothers were killed, and almost half of them were injured. His firepower was long.

Half of his head was cut off by bullets.

He couldn't see what he looked like before he was born, but it was deeply engraved in Wang Genbao's heart. At such a price, he shot down seven Japanese planes. Among them, Wang Genbao himself shot down five. Among all the heavy machine gun firepower points, it was not

The most, but his personal achievements are the most.

The reason that changed the outcome of the afternoon air defense battle was also found out. Those who used light weapons to fire at the Japanese fighter jets were soldiers from the second company and platoon of the third regiment of the Huangyadong Air Defense Brigade of the ** Division. After they disguised their anti-aircraft guns, they immediately withdrew into the nearby

In the building, although he moved very quickly, three comrades were killed by the Japs' fighter jets.

Full of anger and anger, a row of soldiers hid in the building, watching the Japs' plane swooping and climbing in front of their eyes from time to time. Even a brick thrown from close range could hit the two dazzling plasters on the wings.

On the ground, seeing strings of sparks flying from the artillery position's beloved anti-aircraft gun, the platoon leader was so angry that he picked up the Somi submachine gun in his hand and fired it at the Japanese fighter jets.

A miracle happened. The Japanese fighter jet suddenly trembled violently and fell to the ground. The soldiers in a row stared at the Japanese fighter plane that was so arrogant just now, and it burned into a ball of fire in the blink of an eye.

The unlucky Japanese pilot was killed directly by a long volley of submachine gun bullets.

The soldiers who had woken up started to fight with their guns, and soon it spread widely. The soldiers who had guys in their hands, no matter if it was a rifle or any other gun, as long as they saw the shadow of the Japs fighter

, just raise the gun and shoot, regardless of whether it can hit the target. If you can't hold up tens of thousands of guns, there will always be bullets hitting the plane. Just like that, the infantry gunmen just turned the extremely dangerous battle situation around.

If such a thing were publicized, given the Japanese dog character, there should be many Japanese pilots who were so angry that they vomited blood or committed suicide by caesarean section. After understanding the cause of the matter, Tang Qiuli in the Air Defense Headquarters felt in his heart

But there are many emotions.

(To be continued)