"What? 202nd Army? Zhang Zizhong was stunned, he thought about it carefully before turning his head uncertainly and asked Qian Benchu, the chief of staff on the side: "If I remember correctly, the 202nd Army should be subordinate to the Ninth War Zone, it is a newly expanded unit, shouldn't they be in Jiujiang now?" ”

For the 202nd Army, he doesn't want to know, there is no other reason, the name of this army is too loud, if you say who is the most well-known general of the National * Army is none other than Su Jin and his troops, the limelight has spread to Japan, I heard that now even many ignorant women and girls in the Japanese people are making his puppets every day to vent their curses, it is said that this can bless the Japanese army to defeat him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zizhong asked with some confusion: "But I remember that we don't have much friendship with him, and his troops are stationed in Jiujiang, thousands of miles away from them." How can he support us, can they fly over? ”

Looking at the puzzled Zhang Zizhong, Qian Benchu smiled bitterly and said: "I was really told by you, the reinforcements really flew over!" ”

"Wildcat squadron, wildcat squadron, this is the Crow squadron, please keep the formation and reduce the speed to two hundred and eighty kilometers!"

Colonel Mikey pressed the microphone in his throat and looked with some dissatisfaction at a squadron of Wildcat fighters painted with hideous blood-soaked tiger sharks less than three hundred meters from the right flank of his formation.

"Don't these guys know how to drive slower?" Colonel Mickey let go of the throat intercom, and he complained loudly to Captain Hans Mark, the communications and machine gunner sitting behind him.

"Sir, they're expressing their displeasure with us." Hans was looking down at the frequency meter. After hearing Mikey's question, he looked up at the formation around him and laughed.

"Dissatisfied...... Don't these guys know that their first priority is to keep us safe, and the second is to go into battle? Mickey gritted his teeth.

After receiving a telegram from the Ninth Theater for help from the Fifth Theater, Su Jin had the idea of sending the flying brigade out to support the 33rd Group Army. Now Chu Yuan and they have been in Jiujiang for half a month, and they are already familiar with the Bf109 and F4F Wildcat fighters, and there is no problem in combat, but the only thing that makes him anxious is that there are not enough qualified dive bomber pilots, and the ten JU87 dive bombers he got can only be placed in the hangar.

In the end, Su Jin found Colonel Miki and asked him that they provide a few instructors first, but this request was rejected by Mikey at first. They are here to teach the cadets and will not fight for them. Su Jin said that the stubborn and old-fashioned Germans were still unwilling. In the end, Su Jin, who had no choice but to sacrifice a big killing weapon, bypassed Miki and directly found the other flight instructors, telling them that as long as they took out a flight mission, they would get a reward of five hundred US dollars.

As soon as I heard this. Quite a few flight instructors were immediately tempted. This is not the 21st century. In 1939, the purchasing power of the dollar was very strong, and today a small farm on the outskirts of Berlin is only about $40,000, and the price would be even lower in Bavaria or elsewhere. They had $500 in their pockets for one mission, and based on one mission per day, a small ranch would have been properly acquired in more than two months.

Most of these instructors have the rank of lieutenant, and their monthly salary is only 400 to 600 Reichsmarks, which is only a little more than 100 to 100 dollars, and the reward of 500 dollars for a mission is still very attractive to most of the instructors who are born in the civilian background. Soon, the front of Su Jin's office was full of flight instructors. When Mickey heard the news, he found that almost all the fifty instructors of the flight instructor corps were here.

Seeing this situation, Miki was angry and began to question Su Jin. And our Su chief replied to him like this: "I didn't ask them to serve me, I just told them." Are you going to sit here and pass the time with a beer or do you want to earn five hundred dollars in extra money for two hours? It turned out that they chose the latter. ”

Listening to Su Jin's words, Miki was angry and felt a little sad, it seems that the order is not as useful as the US dollar after all, Mikey, who saw the reality clearly, could only make a compromise, not only began to join the stream, but also served as the commander of this mission.

Thinking of this, Mikey still felt a little depressed in his heart, and he turned his gaze to the flight formation on the left. The biggest shortcoming of the Bf-109 is his range, and the maximum combat radius of less than 350 kilometers undoubtedly limits the performance of this fighter, so the Bf-109 squadron had to install a huge and bulky auxiliary fuel tank on the belly hook where the bomb was originally installed.

Thinking about the two 45-kilogram bombs hanging under the belly of the Wildcat fighter on the right, and then looking at the auxiliary fuel tank hanging on the Bf-109 fighter on the left, Mickey was in a very unhappy mood, for a man with strong self-esteem, he really couldn't bear that the Empire-made aircraft could be so behind the other side in terms of range. What made him even worse was that he had also flown the Wildcat for a few days, and felt that this fighter was not much worse than the Bf-109 he was proud of, and it could even be said that this fighter was more suitable for novices.

"When I return to the Empire next year, I will definitely reflect to the above that it is time to design a newer fighter." Mikey muttered.

Perhaps sensing Mickey's uneasiness, Captain Hans in the back thought he was worried about his own safety, so he comforted: "Sir, you don't have to worry. Zhou and his companions are a great bunch of pilots who will keep us safe! ”

"I hope so." That's all Mikey can say.

Just when Mikey's heart was full of slander, a slightly high-pitched voice came from the headset: "Crow squadron, we have flown to the airspace near the pumpkin shop, I will lead the Wildcat squadron to drive out the opponent's fighters first, you first raise the flight altitude and wait for our news!" ”

As soon as he heard that there was an enemy, Mikey's originally somewhat depressed spirit immediately began to perk, and he pressed the microphone and said, "The crow squadron understands, good luck to you!" ”

Mickey released the throat communicator and then gently pressed the joystick, the plane tilted its wings and slowly began to turn, and the whole formation turned its head and slowly flew towards higher airspace under the leadership of his long plane.

The bulky Stuka climbed slowly at an altitude of five thousand meters, and the black paint looked a little purple in the sunlight. This powerful killing machine was perhaps the ugliest of all the dive bombers of World War II, with its huge, thick inverted seagull-shaped wings, equally huge fixed landing gear and wheel fairings, towering cockpit and tall vertical tail, and especially the massive engine radiator that looked like a bathtub on the outside, each of which was a nightmare for aerodynamicists, a terrifying piece that subverted almost all the rules of aircraft design. Being able to design such an ugly monster and make it fly into the sky also made shooters in many countries doubt the aesthetics of their German counterparts.

This ugly monster bird has a measly 880 horsepower JuMO211DR engine, which is too small for this six-ton monster, and it constantly reminds the pilot of how heavy he is and how he must think about his own safety.

Looking at the Stuka above him slowly continuing to climb towards the sky at an outrageously slow speed, Chu Yuan said to the microphone: "Brothers, the Germans are watching us from the head, all cheer me up, if anyone dares to drop the chain, don't blame Lao Tzu for cleaning him up!" Brothers, let's start giving the little devils a little color! ”

"Understood!" Almost simultaneously, the voices in unison came from the headset.

The Wildcat squadron flew at an altitude of 5,000 meters for less than three minutes before arriving at the pumpkin shop, and when they flew over the pumpkin shop, they found that at an altitude of more than 2,000 meters below, more than a dozen Japanese Type 99 twin-engine light blasters were bombarding the ground in turn, and thick black smoke almost covered the nearby sky. There were still six Type 97 fighters escorting these bombers around these Type 99 bombers, but because they had not been threatened from the air for a long time, the formation of these fighters who were originally on escort duty was very scattered, and there were not still fighters diving towards the ground to strafe.

Looking at these large-scale Japanese planes, Chu Yuan and the pilots were so angry that their faces changed, and the other party was simply treating the sky as their own back garden.

"I'm going to grass his grandmother's ...... The little devil doesn't take us seriously, and the air force in Huaxia is not dead yet," a pilot couldn't help but scold.

"Kill them, brothers!" The pilots cursed one after another.

"What are you shouting, can you blame the devil?" Seeing the pilot's scolding from the headset, Chu Yuan shouted: "You don't want to think about it, how long has our plane not done it with the little devil?" If you don't fight yourself, don't blame others for being arrogant! ”

Chu Yuan's words made the pilots speechless, and for a while there was silence in the communication channel.

"Okay, now everyone obeys my order, immediately attack the Japanese fighters in a group of two, remember that the action must be fast, accurate, and ruthless, once the attack is successful, immediately launch an attack on the enemy's bombers, today we must make the devil suffer!"

"Understood!"

As he spoke, ten eagles swooped down like sharp arrows from a string towards the Japanese troops who were ravaging the pumpkin shop's position...... (To be continued.) )