The War of Resistance Begins with the Regiment Leader Chapter 314

Chapter 314 Unequal Killing!

After all, as soon as the radar was debugged, planes appeared.

Either there's something wrong with the equipment, or an enemy plane is coming.

But according to the rigor of German engineers, it is definitely not a problem of equipment debugging.

Then don't think about it, it must be an enemy plane attacking.

"Oh, God, what is this? So many planes? How is this possible? Is there something wrong?" A German engineer felt his scalp numb. With so many fighter planes, there must be something wrong.

"It's impossible. Oh my god, it's really a plane. It's a hundred kilometers away from the northeast, and there are more than 40 abnormal targets flying in..."

As the German engineer narrated, Kang Ya behind him immediately noticed something was wrong.

"Quick, quick, call immediately, call the headquarters, call the Air Force, tell them the Japs' plane is coming."

At this time, Kang Ya didn't care whether this radar was real or not and shouted directly.

"yes."

If the radar hadn't suddenly discovered it, I'm afraid the Sichuan Army's air force would have suffered a big loss this time.

Because Lieutenant General Nakaso Moritaka felt that it would be too shameful to go back without revenge.

After all, he had just been promoted to lieutenant general. If he didn't retaliate after suffering a disadvantage, others would probably just laugh at his incompetence.

This kind of shame and humiliation is absolutely intolerable.

Therefore, it was decided to send a flying brigade to teach the Sichuan Army a profound lesson.

This is why, as soon as the radar was installed, more than 40 abnormal targets appeared.

"Japanese army? More than forty fighter planes? This little devil won't shed tears until he sees the coffin."

"It looks like Xu Baoyu and the others beat the little devil so badly."

"If there was no radar and the little devils launched a sneak attack, I really wouldn't be able to do anything against them."

"But now that we have radar, do we still need to be afraid of them?"

At the same time that Zhang Yang of the Air Force received the telegram, Cun Yunsheng also received the telegram.

He didn't expect that the little devil was really brave enough.

How dare you take revenge on him.

As long as the number of his fighters is small, I'm afraid he will really suffer a big loss.

Now with the blessing of radar, I am afraid it will be the Japanese army that suffers.

"Sir, is this radar really powerful?" Meng Fangliao didn't know much about this thing, so he asked doubtfully.

This little devil's plane was discovered hundreds of kilometers away from them. This is really amazing.

Originally, he was wondering what this radar was for.

Now I know that it is possible to detect aircraft, but enemy aircraft can be found hundreds of kilometers away?

Isn't this amazing?

"Well, radar is equivalent to the scouts and eyes of the Air Force. Our current radar is only decimeter wave. If it were centimeter wave, it would be even more powerful. We discovered the little devil's plane just after it took off. Then we can Lay an ambush in the air," Cun Yunsheng explained.

But for now, decimeter wave radar is sufficient.

Of course, the failure rate of this thing is still very high, and it may even go wrong.

But it's much better than nothing.

"That's great. With it, we can be more bold when making plans in the future." Meng Fanxiao touched his chin. He always felt that with this thing, we can be bolder when making plans in the future. Then he said with a smile.

"You still want to be bigger? How old do you want to be?" Cun Yunsheng asked jokingly.

"At the very least, we have to scare the guy from Shancheng half to death." Meng Fanxiao chuckled.

"I guess the guy from Shancheng can't sleep at night now." Cun Yunsheng also joked.

"Perhaps they are considering promoting you now. After all, you have made such great contributions, but your military rank has not been promoted at all. That guy from Shancheng is really stingy, and he is really stingy with other unknown troops." Meng Fanxiao also joked. road.

"Hahaha, I'm not interested in getting promoted. Now I just want to fight the little devils." Cun Yunsheng shook his head and said.

"Call Zhang Yang and tell him that we must find a way to wipe out this Japanese army and let the little devils know that we are not easy to mess with and it is time to flex our muscles properly. Otherwise, they will always think that we are easy to bully."

"Yes." Meng Fanglia responded quickly.

At Hanoi Airport, newly-joined student pilots are flying in a two-plane formation under the leadership of their instructors.

Since the oil fields in Myanmar were re-excavated, the fuel shortage situation of the Sichuan Army has been alleviated.

Of course, it is only a relief, as the industrial system continues to expand.

The demand for fuel is also increasing.

Therefore, Myanmar has increased oil exploration, but the output is limited.

The only way to completely solve the problem of fuel shortage is to develop new oil fields.

Regarding the exploration of oil fields, it has also begun.

The main thing is to wait for the equipment to extract oil to arrive.

The training of the Air Force cannot be separated from the support of oil.

Cun Yunsheng gave special permission to the air force to use unlimited fuel.

For this reason, the Air Force has relaxed its hands and flies basically from morning to night every day.

There was no way, who could let Cun Yunsheng put too much pressure on him.

A total of three hundred students were sent, so the amount of training would naturally increase every day.

Fortunately, training at any cost can still have great effects.

The average flying time of these student pilots exceeds ten hours.

According to Cun Yunsheng's standards, one can go to the battlefield in fifty hours. I believe he will reach the standard soon.

"All students must go back and summarize today's flying experience."

"Also think about the mistakes you made during today's flight and remember to correct them next time."

"Remember, the little devil's pilots have been flying longer than you and have more combat experience."

"If you don't sum up today's mistakes properly, and you continue to make today's mistakes when facing Japanese fighter planes in the future, your lives will be ruined." Zhang Yang said seriously as he looked at the rookies in front of him.

Since the annexation of Siamese aircraft, the Sichuan Army's air force has developed very rapidly.

He mobilized all his contacts and wrote letters to his former friends, saying that the planes here were very advanced and there was no such thing as not being allowed to take off.

Those pilots who had lost their fighter planes and had nothing to do, as soon as they heard that there was a fighter plane, ran over without saying a word.

Many more came later.

For these pilots with combat experience, Cun Yunsheng accepted them all.

In addition, Cun Yunsheng had someone bring in a group of flying club instructors from the United States to be responsible for training.

After all, the veterans in his hands have to take to the air to fight at any time.

The students at the rear have to be handed over to these flight instructors.

"Yes! Instructor!" All the students responded immediately.

"Today's tactical actions, you must remember that this is your secret skill to save your life. As long as you cooperate well, the Japs' planes will not be able to bite us at all." Zhang Yang said again.

"Yes! Instructor." All the students responded again.

Just when Zhang Yang was about to say something else, a rapid siren sounded, and his expression suddenly changed.

"All students will return to the classroom immediately to learn theoretical knowledge. Next, the instructors will be responsible for teaching you theoretical knowledge." Zhang Yang immediately asked the students to go back to the classroom first, and then trotted towards the airport runway.

As a result, as soon as we arrived at the runway, we saw fighter planes taking off one after another.

"What's going on? You're airborne so soon?" Zhang Yang had just arrived and asked the ground crew responsible for refueling the fighter plane.

"Who approved their takeoff?" Zhang Yang is the highest commander of the entire air force. Logically speaking, they should get his order before they can take off. As a result, as soon as he arrived, fighter planes took off, which made Zhang Yang a little annoyed.

"Captain Gao Yuntian personally led the team. We just received a call from the headquarters, demanding that all Japanese fighter planes must be wiped out. Captain Gao Yuntian had no time to report, so he immediately led the team into the air." The ground crew said quickly.

"It's Yuntian. Okay, I understand. Let all the fighter planes take off. We must wipe out the invading Japanese troops." Zhang Yang nodded and immediately issued the order.

"Quick, fill up my fighter plane with fuel too."

"Here, sir..." The ground staff hesitated.

"Come on!" Zhang Yang said without refusing.

"yes."

At this time, he was full of fighting spirit and wanted to fly into the sky immediately to fight with the little devil.

"It'll be ready soon." The ground crew operated it skillfully, and the fuel tank was filled up in a short time.

At this time, fighter planes took off one after another, and a total of fifty fighter planes took off.

Behind there were thirty bombers loading ammunition and preparing to take off.

Gao Yuntian, who had just taken off, couldn't help but take a breath when he saw this scene.

There seem to be too many fighters dispatched this time, right?

Before he could think too much, a loud voice came over the radio.

"All fighters lifted off to six thousand meters, completed the formation, and waited for orders to attack."

"yes!"

All pilots responded simultaneously and immediately began to climb.

"Sir, why did you lead the team yourself this time?" When Gao Yuntian saw Zhang Yang's phone, he couldn't help but ask.

"What else can we do? Revenge. How many of our fighter planes have these stupid little devils killed? How many of our comrades have shed blood in the sky."

"But you are the backbone of our Air Force. If something goes wrong, what will our Air Force do?" Gao Yuntian asked hesitantly.

"Don't worry, I have made arrangements and it will not affect the training of our air force." Zhang Yang shook his head and said.

Hearing this, Gao Yuntian said nothing more.

Instead, he concentrated on his landline phone.

Hearing this, Zhang Yang didn't say anything more.

Not long after, fifty fighter planes arrived in the designated airspace, waiting for the Japanese troops to appear.

Not long after, forty Japanese fighter planes appeared in their field of vision.

If it hadn't been for the early warning from radar this time.

I'm afraid they are really going to suffer a lot.

When the two sides met, there were not too many tricks. Zhang Yang immediately ordered them to form two by two to cover each other.

Fight towards the Japanese fighter planes.

Hundreds of fighter planes were fighting together, constantly chasing, fighting, and fighting in the air!

At the same time, a fighter plane was also hit, and thick smoke filled the entire fuselage, which was on the verge of collapse.

The air battle between the two sides was extremely fierce, and everyone's idea was to shoot down the other side.

From time to time, fighter planes were blown up in the air without even a chance to parachute.

There are only two things that matter in air combat, one is technique and the other is courage.

After all, from the moment the two sides exchanged fire, it meant that either you kill me or I kill you. There is no third way.

"Baga, why do they know that we are going to attack Hanoi Airport?" Lieutenant Colonel Kurosaki Junichi, the Japanese pilot leading the team, asked in his soul.

Their raid was impromptu and there was no leakage at all.

And no one knew that the target of this attack would be Hanoi Airport.

The result?

As soon as they arrived over Hanoi, they were attacked.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, his plane would have been shot down in front of the first round of intensive firepower.

"Baga..." Lieutenant Colonel Kurosaki Junichi could only keep hiding.

"Da da da!" Gao Yuntian identified a Nakajima 1-type "Falcon" fighter, immediately pushed the throttle to the maximum, and when the enemy plane entered the aiming circle, he decisively pulled the trigger.

Along with tongues of fire, the Japanese fighter plane in front of them was instantly blown up.

Before he could think about it, he saw a tongue of fire flying towards him out of the corner of his eye.

Without saying a word, he decisively raised the stakes.

Taking off at an elevation angle of 30 degrees, only an all-metal fighter can do this.

If it were replaced by a wooden fighter plane, it would have disintegrated in the air.

"Baga!" The Japanese pilot behind him couldn't help but cursed when he saw this.

Unfortunately, the bullet did not hit the opponent. Instead, the opponent used the climbing speed to land on top of his head.

This is not a good sign. If he doesn't get rid of it as soon as possible, he might be shot down later.

"Nani, what new fighter is this?"

"Such a high altitude? Can it still be lifted up?"

The Japanese pilots couldn't figure out why they could pull it up so high.

And Gao Yuntian took advantage of the opportunity of climbing to reach the top of his head.

"Go to hell." Gao Yuntian roared immediately.

Then, press the fire button.

Ttttta!

Four tongues of flame on the outside of the P51 fighter jet appeared at the same time, completely blocking the enemy plane's escape path.

"Baga, why four machine guns?"

Until the moment he was hit, he didn't figure out why the opponent had four machine guns.

This is simply unfair!

What else is there to fight?

In fact, if he knew that there were two machine guns on the inside, he would probably be even more desperate.

"Baga, what kind of fighter plane is this? Why have I never seen it before?" After more than a dozen fighter planes were shot down one after another, Lieutenant Colonel Kurosaki Junichi, who led the team, finally realized something was wrong.

This kind of fighter plane painted with silver paint has been wandering around the periphery, constantly shooting down their fighters.

The P40 fighter is a dogfight. If something goes wrong, it will immediately pull up and leave, never giving the Japanese fighter a chance to bite.

Therefore, from the time of the engagement to the present, most of the fighter planes that have been shot down are Japanese fighter planes.

"Your Excellency, Lieutenant Commander, these Chinese fighter jets are more advanced than ours. Their speed is close to over 600 kilometers, no, even higher. They are several times faster than our fighter jets." The wingman on the side said with a serious expression.

"Baga..." Lieutenant Colonel Kurosaki Junichi roared angrily.

At this time, in the sky, although the Japanese pilots were experienced and relied on excellent technology to repeatedly hit the opponent's fighter planes, the damage caused by their machine gun bullets was limited as long as they did not hit key locations such as the fuel tank, cabin, and wings. of.

What's more, Zhang Yang had issued an order and he was absolutely not allowed to fight with the Japanese army.

You must use your own speed to increase the distance and then look for fighters.

The P51 fighter jet is very excellent in terms of firepower and speed.

Facing the Japanese fighter planes, they were brutally killed.

"Baga, the empire's fighter planes have fallen behind. Our army must also produce more advanced fighters, otherwise we can only be passively beaten." After watching for a while, Lieutenant Colonel Kurosaki Junichi knew that if he continued, he might have to explain everything in Here it is.

"Your Majesty Lieutenant Colonel, it's time to withdraw. We can't shoot down their fighter planes at all."

"Baga, I know, retreat immediately."

(End of chapter)

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