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On the camp playground, the third brigade of the third flight regiment of the Japanese army, captain Fujishima Mitsuo Shaosa, was enjoying the warm sunshine of the winter afternoon.

And, of course, there was the wine, which was originally enjoyed only by the bigwigs, but now he was a poor boy and an officer.

Thanks to this war, not only did he be able to gallop on the battlefield, establish meritorious deeds, and when he had the opportunity to return to his homeland, he could also glorify his ancestors, where he enjoyed alcohol and beauty that he had never enjoyed in Japan.

Chinese wine, women, are so addictive, much more flavorful than Japanese wine and women.

Unfortunately, the Zhuangzi near the airport were all swept away, and if you want to enjoy the Chinese flower girl, you can only go to the comfort station in the city.

Thinking of this, Fujishima Mitsuo couldn't help but be a little impulsive, he hadn't entered the city for a few days, and he heard that the troops in the city often went to the security zone to arrest some young and beautiful Chinese women.

"Fujishima-kun?"

"Yoshida-kun, why are you here, aren't you practicing swordsmanship in the kendo room at this time?" Fujishima turned around and was a little surprised to see the fighter pilot under his command, Second Second Lieutenant Yoshidawara.

This guy is obsessed with kendo, and even if he became a pilot, he didn't abandon his kendo, but became more and more sophisticated, and he was unrivaled in the third brigade.

"I heard that there is a master of Shina martial arts in a nearby village, and I want to go and learn about it, so I ask Fujishima-kun for approval." Haraji Yoshida solemnly pleaded.

"So you're here to ask me for leave?" Fujishima smiled, "This kind of exchange must be exciting, Yoshida-kun." Can I come with you? ”

"Of course. It would be great if Fujishima-kun could come. ”

"Okay. Let me prepare. ”

"Hay!"

"Shaozuo, Shaozuo, the phone at the airport can't be called!"

"Nani, have you checked, what is the reason?" Fujishima asked lightly, the communication was unstable, and it was not a particularly serious matter.

There have been many failures before. Most of them are problems with the line, and there are very few man-made.

"The signal corps is already checking the line!" The orderly said.

"Got it, I'm going out with Yoshida-kun, the phone is fixed, come back and tell me." Fujishima picked up his hat and put on his yellow coat and commanded.

"Okay."

"Communication at the airport is fine, right?"

"No, everything is fine!"

"Pick me up the garrison squadron!"

"Lieutenant Hanaya, send me a car, a squad of soldiers, I'm going to go out. That's it, give you ten minutes. After Fujishima finished speaking, he hung up directly.

But I don't know. In Lieutenant Hanaya's office, Lieutenant Hanaya had already lost his breath, and a sharp dagger was stuck in his chest.

When the phone rang, Yao Heizi hadn't walked out yet, reached out to pick it up, put it to his ear and paused.

I didn't understand, so I put it down.

To say, it was really a coincidence at this time, except for those who stood guard on duty, the Japanese soldiers were basically nested in the barracks, drinking, playing cards, and it was really not good, so they went to the kendo hall to vent their energy.

But when it comes to activities outside, unless it's going out to sweep the autumn breeze, no one really stupidly goes outside to get cold.

The pilots are even more delicate, these are all selected by thousands of people, and in Japan, it is also the pride of the sky.

Pilots all have military ranks, and their status and treatment are much stronger than ordinary privates.

The establishment of a flying group, pilots, technicians, ground crew, and logistics personnel, there are also hundreds of people.

But the combat effectiveness of these hundreds of people can be imagined, and if there is no airport guard, they are a flock of lambs to stay.

The Nakshatra is no longer the team that was just pulled up at the beginning, and they have grown rapidly under dozens of battles of all sizes.

Actual combat is the best way to train the troops, because it is related to everyone's own life, so we have to desperately digest and absorb the valuable experience in battle!

Active and passive, the efficiency is not the same.

Coupled with the deliberate tone of the cold front. Teach, each of them has undergone a radical change, and the leopard has only been with Leng Feng for a few days, and it is obviously different!

Originally, when fighting, I only cared about killing the enemy, there was no skill, and I fought purely with strength, but now I have learned the skills, not only to kill the enemy faster, but also to save effort, and the combat effectiveness is more sustainable. It's been a long time!

That's a clear improvement!

Yao Heizi was ruthless in killing people, and several of the people in the team who followed him were once outlaws, and those people had never been merciful, not to mention that today they are still invaders and enemies.

The Japanese army was not without resistance, and the dull gunfire rang out, like copying beans!

The silent airport suddenly came alive.

Gunshots everywhere!

The sound of gunfire was sometimes sparse and sometimes dense, accompanied by constant screams.

"What's going on, where are the gunshots?" Fujishima, as the supreme commander of the airport, rushed out of the office of the terminal in surprise.

"Orderly, Orderly......"

It's a pity that no matter how much he shouts, he can't hear the response of the orderlies.

Leng Feng dragged a bloody war knife and walked over slowly, he barely moved his gun along the way, and killed him directly with a knife.

Leopard and Cong Hu followed closely behind, entering the terminal as if no one was there, although these Japanese logistics and agency personnel were also equipped with guns, but they were not combat troops after all, plus Leng Feng They were all wearing Japanese military uniforms.

Therefore, these people could not have imagined that it would be the killing god who rushed in.

"Cong Hu, leopard, go over there, this Japanese soldier Shaozuo will hand it over to me!" Leng Feng came slowly, with a grim smile on the corner of his mouth.

This kind of battle is what he likes the most, and it's fun!

Fujishima was frightened, at this moment, he actually found that his body was uncontrollable, he couldn't move at all, and his mind had been taken away by the other party.

"Yoshida-kun......"

"Fujishima-kun, I'm here!" Yoshidawara rushed out from the other end of the second corridor, a sharp sword in his hand.

Faced with Haraji Yoshida who suddenly appeared. Leng Feng smiled indifferently. Swinging his sword, he met it.

While!

Two katanas staggered in the air. Sparks flew everywhere, and although Yoshida used the power of the sprint, he was still forced back by Leng Feng three steps.

And the cold front only moved half a step back with his right foot.

Master!

Yoshida Haraji's face changed abruptly, but it also aroused the desire to win in his heart, and he screamed and continued to slash at Leng Feng diagonally.

Leng Feng raised his hand and waved his knife to meet it.

When, when......

Yoshida Haraji slashed more than a dozen times in a row. It can be seen that he still has some "kendo" skills, and his strength is not bad.

Ordinary people are really not his opponents, but the opponent he met was Leng Feng.

Yoshida Haraji was panting like an old cow, he was too hard just now, and he almost used all the strength to feed.

But the opponent didn't seem to be half damaged, and he looked very relaxed, and the blood-dripping war knife seemed to be more vivid.

"Kill!"

Yoshidahara roared and rushed up again.

"I don't have time to play with you!" Leng Feng snorted coldly, flipped the katana in his hand, and gently handed it forward!

The blade directly penetrated Yoshida Haraji's throat. Yoshida's knife was still only left in mid-air and did not slash down.

"What a fast knife!" Yoshidahara spat blood from his mouth, then tilted his head. And he fell.

He would never get a chance to compete with that martial arts master, and the invaders were not qualified to compete on a fair scale.

"It's your turn!" Leng Feng grabbed Yoshida's katana, pointed at Fujishima Shaosa, and said in a very calm tone.

Fujishima pulled out his katana and rushed up, but by this time, he could only throw away all illusions and fight hard!

If he doesn't work hard, he has only one way to die, and if he works hard, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Leng Feng shook his right hand slightly, pulled a beautiful knife flower, and the blade floated lightly, cutting through Fujishima's neck.

"You, what kind of knife technique is this......" Fujishima covered his neck with his left hand, blood pouring out from between his fingers, and his expression was like that of a dead fish.

"Pig Killing Knife Method!"

The leopard was probably worried that Leng Feng would deal with two by himself, so he rushed over after finishing his errand, and was shocked when he saw the flash of the knife that Leng Feng shot.

It's too fast, he thinks that although Leng Feng's speed is faster than him, it's not much faster, but now that he looks at it, he still underestimates that Leng Feng's speed is beyond his current reach.

"Leopard, have the remnants of the enemy been cleared?"

"Yes, Chief Leng!" The leopard wiped the blood stain on his forehead, and he felt a little soft.

"Inform Lao Zhang, take over the terminal, and we will go to the airport runway." Leng Feng ordered coldly.

"Yes!"

"Cong Hu!"

Leng Feng jumped into a jeep, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed out, and more than a dozen planes were parked in the open on the airport runway, lined up.

It's like seeing a lover who has been reunited after a long absence, Leng Feng's eyes are shining, if you have a pilot in your hand, drive all these guys back and form an aviation regiment.

The Type 92 reconnaissance aircraft, manufactured by Mitsubishi Heavy Industries of Japan, is equipped with a Type 92 air-cooled nine-cylinder engine (420 horsepower), which is the first military aircraft to use a Japanese engine.

The crew is 2 people, weighs one ton, is armed with a maximum weight of 1.7 tons, a maximum speed of 220 km / h, a maximum range of 1100 km, and is armed with three machine guns of 7.7 mm caliber.

The Type 97 fighter (Nakajima Ki-27), manufactured by Japan's Nakajima Company, Leng Feng saw its original model, that is, the "A" model, which was the world's first aircraft with a teardrop-shaped cockpit......

The Type 95 fighter, which was the last biplane fighter of the Japanese Army, had excellent fighting and climbing performance......

In the end, Leng Feng saw the target he was looking for today, the 93-type heavy bombardment, made by Mitsubishi Corporation of Japan, an all-metal monoplane, Mitsubishi water-cooled 12-cylinder, 700 horsepower two engines.

The crew is four, the empty weight is 4.8 tons, and the full combat weight is 8.1 tons.

The speed is 220, the maximum range is 125 kilometers, and the ceiling is only 5000m.

7.7mm gyratory machine gun (VIII. Type 9 gyratory machine gun) ×4, bombs, up to 1500 kg.

"That's it!" Leng Feng stepped on the brakes, jumped down, ran over, slapped the silver metal wings, and said loudly.

Although the speed of the 93 bombardment is low, and compared to the speed of the fighter plane, it is about the same as a snail, but compared to the Chinese army, which has almost no air defense capability, it is a big killer, in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, it was the main fighter of the Japanese Army Air Force to bomb China. (To be continued.) )