Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

Judging from the data on paper, the first performance of the Kongyi Division was perfect, and the casualty ratio between the enemy and ourselves could simply be described as unbelievable.

Such achievements are naturally inseparable from the hard work of the pilots. Of course, we also have to thank the mindless ground-licking paramecium army led by Reizo Ishida.

If they hadn't voluntarily given up altitude and left the escort mission behind, the casualties among the soldiers of the 1st Air Division would certainly not have been so light.

Although the downed data includes a large number of bombers, as long as they are shot down, it is considered a record, not to mention that the novices have actually accumulated combat experience.

As for the five downed pilots, they were flying three Hurricanes and two Fighters.

The two fighters were shot down by the Japanese with self-defense aviation machine guns while intercepting bombers. Although the 97 Heavy Explosion cannot compare with the B17 Sky Fortress in terms of protection and firepower, it is still a heavy bomber after all.

They are equipped with 3-5 aviation machine guns, and still have some combat effectiveness after forming a formation.

Fortunately, Fang Ziyi led the team to break up the Japanese formation, and the red sun rockets played a great role in attacking the bomber formation.

With the means of attacking the 97 heavy explosions from a long distance, soldiers can avoid close contact with the Japanese.

The other three Hurricanes are a bit of a pity. In theory, they have altitude and performance advantages, and they also have the bonus of B\u0026amp;Z tactics, so they are basically impossible to shoot down.

When the battle began, the Hurricane not only carried rockets, but also aerial bombs. Although the martial virtue is very abundant, the large amount of ammunition affects its own mobility.

You can't throw aerial bombs casually, after all, there are friendly forces underneath. Rockets cannot be fired casually. They are not guided. If they miss, they will hit friendly forces.

However, these weapons now have a place to be used, and there are tens of thousands of Japanese troops waiting in front.

After the air battle, Captain Wang Hai looked at his parachuting comrades. Then he picked up the communicator and issued a new combat mission on the channel.

"Next let's go to Xinxiang! Destroy the enemy's airport!"

"If there are any targets worth attacking along the way, I will arrange temporary tactics. Follow my command for all actions, let's go!"

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Ninth Army, field command post.

Pei Changhui's attitude towards the Eighth Route Army is much better than that of Baldhead, Yan Laoxi, Sheng Tiebi and others. He is a soldier who truly adheres to the united front.

When he was promoted to commander of the Ninth Army last year, the army had many opportunities to contact the Eighth Route Army.

Faced with a team that was sincerely fighting the war, he did not create friction. Instead, he provided aid to the Eighth Route Army many times and even had good personal relationships with many senior generals.

At this time, Commander Pei was holding a phone in his command post with a shocked expression on his face.

"What? Tell me again? Eighth Route Army? Are you kidding me?"

On the other end of the phone was the forward observation post of the 42nd Division. A regimental commander shook the dirt while holding the microphone away from his ears, as if the sound of the enemy's shells was not as loud as the voice of his own commander.

"How long has it been since this happened? I have no intention of joking with you!"

"Two parachuting pilots just landed on our regiment's position. They said they were from the Eighth Route Army."

"Right now, my guard platoon is escorting them to your command post. If you have any questions, you can ask them yourself later. I'll hang up first, the Japanese are about to attack again!"

Ten minutes later, the two instructors from the aviation school were escorted to the command post of the Ninth Army by more than a dozen soldiers.

Facing these pilots who came for reinforcements, Commander Pei took the initiative to salute, and then said eagerly:

"Brothers, thank you for your hard work! I, Mr. Pei, swear to God that I will send you back to the 129th Division after the battle. As long as I am still alive, you will be the honored guests of our army!"

"Come here! Get two pieces of clothes! Why don't you have any sharp eyesight? Didn't you see that people are sweating!"

The thermal insulation effect of the flight suit is excellent, but it is naturally a bit redundant when you come down from the sky. The two instructors took the civilian clothes handed over by the guard and then came to the map.

"Commander Pei, our Air Division is about to launch an attack on the Japanese ground forces. There is a high probability that we can deal with some of the Japanese heavy artillery and armored forces."

"I hope your department can cooperate appropriately to dampen the enemy's spirit."

After hearing the words "Kong Yishi", Pei Changhui's eyes widened. It was precisely because he had a certain understanding of the Eighth Route Army that he found this matter very dreamy.

It's not too outrageous to take out an air force division out of nowhere.

"Okay! Don't worry! Although the Ninth Army is not a direct force, my brothers are not just for free!"

"Send my order! Chapters 47, 54 and new chapters"

Before he finished speaking, there were bursts of explosions in the distance. At the same time, the Japanese heavy artillery also misfired.

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Licking the floor is a profound knowledge.

The prerequisite for all this is that one's own side has obtained air superiority. The dead ghost Reizo Ishida has taught everyone a vivid lesson with his own fate.

Under normal circumstances, air forces will select targets for bombing based on reconnaissance intelligence.

These targets are generally deep within the enemy and include important facilities such as heavy artillery positions, supply centers, and air force bases. The purpose of combat is to eliminate the enemy's effective strength and also to reduce morale.

When the soldiers of the First Air Division came to the sky above the 35th Division of the Japanese Army, Captain Wang Hai saw the panic of the Japanese.

It is difficult for anyone to remain calm when they know that hundreds of their own planes were shot down one by one by unfamiliar enemies.

Moreover, they know their own affairs well. The two divisions attacking the Zhongtiao Shandong Line hardly carried anti-aircraft weapons. After all, in the minds of the Japanese, the defenders of Guosu had no planes.

Instead of carrying those bulky anti-aircraft guns, it is better to carry more shells. Even if the anti-aircraft guns can be laid flat, the power is not as great as howitzers or mountain guns.

It’s a pity that Captain Wang Hai didn’t know these things. In his mind, the threat of the Japanese field air defense is not low.

The Japanese ground air defense forces not only have small-caliber anti-aircraft guns such as the Type 96 and Type 98, but also two big guys, the Type 11 75mm and the Type 14 105mm.

If you are unlucky, you can even encounter the Type 99 88mm anti-aircraft guns and the Type 1 37mm anti-aircraft guns that imitated Sandezi.

For safety reasons, Captain Wang Hai decided to test the anti-aircraft firepower of the 35th Division by himself.

From the perspective of the devils, a strange single-wing fighter began to dive. Without a coordinated command, several Type 92 heavy machine guns fought on their own and began to shoot at the sky.

A squad leader pulled out his command knife. He had a bandage with the words "must win" on his forehead. He looked crazy and kept urging his soldiers to execute his orders.

"35 degrees left! An enemy plane! Flying towards our army! Shoot in the air!"

"Baga! Bring the ammunition!"

The bullet plate of the Type 92 heavy machine gun was too short, and it was impossible to fire continuously during air defense. In addition, Showa air defense relied entirely on roaring, and this poor firepower had no effect on Captain Wang Hai.

The Spitfire fighter was very graceful in the air, like a nimble war eagle.

It avoided the firepower network that was not threatening at all, and solved an artillery position with a Red Sun rocket.

In order to confirm once again that the enemy really had no reliable anti-aircraft weapons, he used the Western gun and the aircraft machine gun to shoot at the crowd at the moment of ending the dive.

Six flames passed through the group of devils like long whips, and blood mist splashed and flesh flew everywhere.

This brutal scene immediately shut up the little days that were still howling like ghosts and wolves. They didn't even seize the opportunity to fight back, allowing the Spitfire fighter to leave the battlefield easily.

After finishing a ground attack, Captain Wang Hai returned to the formation. He picked up the communicator and said:

"No anti-aircraft weapons have been found so far. Fighters are scattered and responsible for vigilance to prevent possible reinforcements from the enemy."

"All hurricanes are allowed to perform free raid missions and shallow dives are approved. I give you five minutes, remember to keep half of the bombs and machine gun bullets."

There are two types of ground attack missions. The first is to carry out wave bombing on established targets. The target of this combat mission is mainly the enemy's artillery and reserve forces.

The other is the free raid mission that Captain Wang Hai just mentioned. This mission targets all targets that hinder one's own combat operations, that is, whatever is threatening will be hit.

Shallow dive impact is an attack method used when the enemy's air defense is not strong.

Usually, the dive starts at an altitude of 1000~2000 meters, and the angle is generally 50~20 degrees. In this mode, the bomb can also be released at the lowest possible altitude, all to ensure the hit rate.

Under the rotation of dozens of Hurricane fighters, the artillery positions of the 35th Division were in a mess, and even several precious 105mm heavy guns were destroyed.

After a while, the division commander Harada Yukichi got the damage report. The old devil's eyes were full of anger, almost biting his teeth.

"Send a telegram to His Excellency Okamura Yasuji! Tell him that the 35th Division has been attacked by the enemy! The large-caliber heavy artillery has been almost completely lost."

"Request the support of fighters! Otherwise, the eastern line of Zhongtiao Mountain will be difficult to conquer!"

"When the enemy has reinforcements, the previous deployment will be all over!"

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Zhongtiao Mountain East Line, the 4th Independent Cavalry Brigade.

At this time, Hanaya was very depressed, and there was no sharpness before departure. He led his troops far behind the two divisions, and set off later than the Army Aviation.

Although the road from Xinxiang to Jiyuan is very suitable for cavalry, it is now a large-scale battle, and the cavalry rushing up is no different from a live target.

Their brigade has to wait for the two divisions to defeat the enemy's defense line head-on, and then it will be time to reap the harvest.

The advantage is naturally safety. There are fewer accidents without going to the front battlefield, and he is definitely indispensable for the results of the battle. It's a pity that he can't directly participate in the battle when he comes to the front-line troops. It's more or less boring.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound was heard in the distant sky.

As an old devil with rich combat experience, Hua Guzheng immediately realized one thing, that a large number of planes were approaching the position of the 4th Independent Cavalry Brigade.

He looked at the watch on his wrist in confusion, and then called the communicator.

"Is there any news from the front line? How come the Army Aviation came back so quickly? It's only been half an hour, their speed is too fast."

After thinking for a moment, Hua Guzheng raised the telescope in his hand and looked at the sky. Nearly a hundred aircraft of various types were seen flying in an attacking formation from a distance.

Although he did not recognize those aircraft, he knew they were definitely not his own.

After all, both the North China Front Army and the supporting Kwantung Army had long since eliminated biplanes.

Just when he was about to give the order, the signal trooper came running from a distance. This man looked panicked, and he knew something big was going on.

"Your Excellency Major General! Oh no! The three flying squadrons are almost completely wiped out! The planes of the Republic of China troops are flying towards us."

"Baga! It's an enemy plane!"

"Why didn't you notify us of such an important matter in advance! Get out of here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the Japs subconsciously looked up. The unfamiliar aircraft had already begun to lower their altitude and pounced on their position.

"Spread out, spread out! All soldiers evacuate!"

"Enemy plane! Enemy plane!"

Hua Gu was heartbreakingly reminding the people around him that he had no time to think about why the Republic of China still had planes to support Zhongtiao Mountain.

On plain terrain, there is no shelter. Even if the troop formation is relatively dispersed, the casualties faced by the enemy aircraft fleet will not be small.

The soldiers of the 4th Independent Cavalry Brigade reacted instantly, and everyone looked for hiding places such as rock walls and hillsides. Some Japanese soldiers even gave up their horses and ran away on their own.

Although they had trained on how to deal with airplanes, this was an open terrain, not to mention the burden of horses underneath them.

At this moment, both biplane and monoplane fighters began to dive. This scene caused Hua Guzheng's expression to change drastically, and he hurriedly controlled his horse to avoid it.

A sharp whistling sound sounded, followed by overwhelming aerial bombs.

"Boom boom boom!"

The bomb fell in the queue of the 4th Independent Cavalry Brigade, sending huge shock waves and shrapnel flying around starting from the center of the explosion.

The nearby Japanese soldiers fell down in pieces in an instant, and the pieces of meat, horse corpses and stones were violently lifted up, and then melted in the air.

The ground was shaking under the aerial bombs.

Most of the Japanese soldiers gave up their war horses and threw away their weapons. They only regretted that their parents did not give them an extra leg.

But even if you can dodge aerial bombs, you can't dodge cannons and aircraft machine guns. In less than five minutes, thousands of Japanese were killed in the air raid.

The fighter jets of the First Air Division flew past and flew towards Xinxiang without looking back, leaving only stumps on the ground.

Five minutes later, Hua Gu was being dug out of a ruin by his adjutant. Looking at the battlefield in front of him, he was stunned.

"Tell me, none of this is true!"

After a few roars, the old devil prepared to stand up with his hands on the ground. But a desperate reality made him almost faint. His legs were broken.

"Ah! My legs!"

Come on, it’s so hard to write.