"The bomber formation returns! Fighter formation cover! After the artillery position of the Yue army was blown up, Feng San ordered directly. With the naked eye, you can see more than 30 planes flying over from the army. And the bf109b of the twelve vanguard troops began to dive down from the clouds and began to intercept.

Occupied by the vanguard army in a favorable vacant position, caught off guard, a plane rose into smoke. The long smoke dragged all the way to the river before it was swallowed up by the waves of the Yellow River. A white umbrella bloomed on the surface of the river, but then it was also slapped into the bottom of the river by the murky waves.

The three insects of Ino have replaced a Type 96 again this time, and after the last plane was lost by half, the base camp attached great importance to it, and the new Type 96 slowly replaced the old biplane.

He was also surprised to see the formation being suddenly attacked by the vanguard army. How could the vanguard army be ambushed in advance? How did they find out?

He didn't think it was someone who was informing when the airbase took off, and the direction of the flight was not in this direction at all. Receiving orders was also in a hurry, none of these pilots had the opportunity to contact the outside world, could it be that the problem was at the top? He thought about it for a while, and finally gave up on his own. A lot of things are not something he can think about.

"Be careful! Crown! The wingman gave a warning, and with a sharp push, the nose dived downward, passing three rows of bullets above him, followed by a plane.

"It's a pity!" Huang Ruixin sighed secretly, then pulled up the nose of the plane, rushed towards the belly of a 96 plane, and shot continuously, sweeping directly into the left wing of the plane that was trying to dodge, and punched a row of holes.

The plane had not gone far before the left wing snapped, the unbalanced plane began to spiral, and the pilot had no time to parachute and fell to the ground with the plane. Although the plane did not explode immediately, the fuel tank was constantly leaking, and the pilot had not yet recovered from the impact, still lying on his back motionless.

The rescue soldiers hurriedly ran over, but before they could get closer, the oil leak from the fuel tank finally hit a spark, and with a bang, the fire immediately enveloped the entire plane. The rescuers who were roasted in the heat could not get closer, and could only watch as the pilot who woke up screamed and sat on his seat and was burned into a piece of black charcoal in the shape of a human.

"Don't dwell on it too much, fly straight to the No. 36 air defense zone!" Feng San shouted. The bombers had slowly drifted away, and since then they have been entangled, and the vanguard army is at a disadvantage in numbers.

The fighters of the vanguard army began various tactics, according to which they got rid of the entanglement of the Japanese army, crossed each other and covered each other and retreated.

"Don't chase it!" The three insects of Ino shouted, the last anti-aircraft artillery was still fresh in his memory.

As soon as he finished speaking, a dense burst of anti-aircraft artillery exploded near the two pursuing planes. On the spot, a plane was in the air and turned into hundreds of fragments of parts. The other plane tried to pull up and flew hard to a high place, but the damage to the engine caused it to rush to a high place, and then began to fall downward, and could only glide into the city of Jinan.

The plane that landed with a "boom" did not make an emergency landing, but rushed headlong into a large building and committed suicide.

"Crazy little devil!" Huang Ruixin hated

Ino Sanworm nodded approvingly, in his opinion, the pilots are the pride of the blue sky, the proud air riders, and they will not tolerate the insults of others. Flying from the sky and dying on earth is their best destination.

If Meng Xiang knew his thoughts, he would definitely be awarded a medal, and if the devil's pilots committed suicide, it would be fine! He is specially issuing an order for the scarcity of pilots not to commit suicide under any circumstances and to wait for rescue.

Even if they are captured, the vanguard will do their best to rescue them, and there is hope of survival.

This brief air battle ended 1-4, two of which were the credit of anti-aircraft guns.

The counteroffensive on the ground also ended.

In the end, the 39th Wing, led by Numata Takazo with more than 1,000 men, retreated all the way to the Yellow River, and with the support of artillery fire on the opposite bank and the help of the 33rd Infantry Brigade that built fortifications, it was able to escape. Looking at the strange gaze of the commander of the 33rd Brigade, Eijiro Tahato, Takehei Nagase just wanted to cry. The two wings under his command combined had only about 3,000 men left, and a whole multi-wing team was wiped out. Fortunately, the team flag is still in his hand, and he can rebuild a new team, but his own position may not be kept.

He certainly didn't know that the historically famous Nagase detachment disintegrated in advance like this.

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"We won't last long!" In the conference room, Fan Chong shouted loudly.

The results of the ambush on the Eastern Front have been preliminarily counted, and the 41st Wing was completely annihilated, with only 115 casualties and 134 seriously wounded. The 41st Wing was completely passively beaten, and if it weren't for their artillery fire and the tough return fire of so many guns, fewer people would have died.

But other costs were also staggering, after an ambush battle, they actually consumed more than 3 million bullets, and more than 3,000 shells of various calibers.

"It takes nearly 1,000 rounds to kill an average of one pirate, plus one shell!" Fan Chong's distressed blindfold swayed straight up.

Although Meng Xiang was also a little distressed, he was more happy. These things are nothing, but you need to pay more than 600,000 to the base to replenish all the bullets and shells. But more than 600,000 to buy a wing of devils is very cost-effective, and it also puts up a military flag.

The only trouble is that it may take a little longer to produce these munitions. The second-level logistics equipment center operates with a production line that produces up to 10,000 rounds of ammunition per hour. Because the other two production lines have to produce firearms, the other two production lines usually produce bullets. It takes two days for several logistics centers to be replenished normally.

The situation with artillery shells is slightly better, depending on the size of the caliber, a production line of a secondary tank factory can be replenished with a hundred rounds of large-caliber shells in an hour, and a little more with small-caliber ones. Several tank factories have a production line dedicated to the production of ammunition, which can be replenished in a day.

In general, these are not problems for Meng Xiang, what he is nervous about is the lack of skilled manpower. Now the recruits have only been sent to the battlefield with less than 3,000 people, and without skilled skills and a good mentality, they are directly sent to the battlefield and can only be used as cannon fodder.

Each soldier's pension is about 20 years' salary, and although it is paid gradually from year to year, such a burden is still not as cost-effective as the production of artillery shells.

"Not much, not too much!" Meng Xiang said with a smile, immediately angering Fan Chong.

"This is a waste, many other teams in the country only have ten bullets in their hands, and they are all relying on human lives to fill them, but you are wasting a lot of bullets here."

"So what do you say?" Meng Xiang asked with a grin. Pharmacist Tang just shook a blank paper fan and smiled without saying a word. Zhou Bai wrote something with a pen.

"Yes, it should be given to the other teams!" Fan's voice is already underwhelming. What Meng Xiang didn't do was that the first person to make this suggestion turned out to be Fan Chong, who was usually much colder, not Zhou Bai, who he thought was more angry.

"That means we all have the same weapons and fill them with the same lives?" Meng Xiang was still smiling.

"You can support them some, aren't these donations from overseas Chinese? They also have the right to use a portion! "Fan Chong has heard about Longteng.

"So who's going to help us? Or do we not need help? Meng Xiang grimaced, "Our ultimate goal is to make Huaxia rise, to drive out the devils, not to divide property and equalize it." The ammunition was consumed, but we wiped out an entire wing. We can quickly replenish weapons and ammunition, but once the hot-blooded man next to us falls, he can no longer welcome the arrival of New China with us! ”

"As long as those officials and gentlemen attend a few fewer banquets and marry a few less aunts, they can have a lot of bullet money left! Overseas Chinese's money is also saved up by cents, and it will not be inexplicably transferred to the private accounts of hungry people. Why am I standing here? Because there are some things that require our own efforts to save the future destiny of this country and this nation! It's all up to us! ”

After Meng Xiang finished yelling, there was only silence left in the headquarters, Tang Yaoshi coughed, and was about to speak, but Meng Xiang, who had calmed down, said first: "Of course, the War of Resistance requires the joint efforts of the people of the whole country!" There are many teams that are also bent on fighting against the devils, and we should also try our best to support and help, after all, we are all for the same goal! When we run out of ammunition this time, we will set up a support organization to support those who lack ammunition and are eager to fight devils. For the time being, this institution will be presided over by Staff Officer Fan. ”

It was obvious that a step was sent to Fan Chong's feet, and Fan Chong also felt that he was too reckless. At a time when you are still in crisis, talking about helping others is absolutely empty. In this era, there is no Lei Feng's statement. Helping others for no reason may be suspected of the motive behind this.

He was only angry at the huge consumption of these ammunition just now, and he was a little out of shape for a while. Meng Xiang gave the steps, he nodded slightly and took it.

"In this counteroffensive outside Jinan, we lost 9 tanks, 4 of which can be repaired and continue to be used. 278 people were sacrificed, and the results were not bad, 2,341 were killed and 1 prisoner was captured. Fan Chong said again, and when he said that he was captured, he also glanced up at Meng Xiang, who gave a direct verbal order and did not leave prisoners.

"And a captive?" Meng Xiang was also surprised.

"There were two reporters taking pictures at the scene!" Fan explained.

"Oh!" Meng Xiang didn't say much, it was no problem for him to kill prisoners in private, but there would be a lot of trouble on paper. More is better than less, as long as it is not blatant, it is not easy for others to interfere.

This counterattack sent Yue Kou to the Yellow River, leaving a safe passage for the railway station. The most important thing is to make many people shut up directly! Fan Chong said, his eyes became fierce for a while.

(Update time: 10 o'clock in the morning and evening, 4 o'clock in the afternoon, up and down for half an hour.) ）