Chapter 591 Something Happened Again?

"Hold on for another half an hour, and reinforcements will arrive soon! Victory is ours in the end! When Colonel Lopoyev received the communication from the rear, he couldn't help but smash the flight panel hard.

"Reinforcements? Hold on for half an hour? What a stupid pig! After he calmed down, he couldn't help but curse with a wry smile. The commander on the other end of the communicator did not know the situation, and he was purely blind. Even though Lopoyev had already reported the losses, there was a strong demand for him to insist.

In less than half an hour, the losses of Soviet Russia have exceeded thirty. With more than twenty aircraft left in the face of at least more than fifty more advanced Vanguard aircraft, how can he hold on?

"Don't be afraid of sacrifice, fight to the end!" The slogan from the communicator froze him for a moment, frowned, spat on the communicator, and then aimed at a vanguard fighter and rushed forward.

He put all his skills into play, gathered the remaining twenty or so planes, and struggled to support them in the sandwich of Hellcat and Thunderbolt, not seeking to attack, but only to be able to stabilize the position and defend to the end.

But the novice pilots in Soviet Russia obviously lacked cooperation even more, and Lopoyev could only helplessly watch his companions' planes disappear from the ranks one by one. It wasn't until a fleet of planes flew in the distance against the rising sun that the frustrated heart was reactivated.

The reinforcements were faster than he expected, and twenty minutes later, when only three veterans and two novices were left with only five planes piloted by Ropoyev's side, more than forty Soviet and Russian planes appeared in everyone's field of vision with the north wind.

"It's the 70th Air Regiment, they've come to our aid!" The veteran on his wingman was pleasantly surprised.

Lopoyev was relieved to know that this time it was the 70th Air Regiment that came to the aid.

The 70th Air Regiment once participated in the air battle in Manchuria, and some of its pilots also accumulated rich experience in the war against Japan.

Seeing that more than forty reinforcement planes were about to approach the reinforcements, the roar of more aircraft engines was heard in the air again.

Reinforcements from the Russians arrived, how could the radar station not detect it?

Reinforcements from the vanguard army, which were already ready, immediately took off for interception.

"Luo Yingde, this kid is not authentic, he always insists on a knightly demeanor. We had to have a one-on-one duel with a child and left us aside. Well, this time Maozi's new chick is ours! Deng Congkai laughed happily.

"Be careful, this time it's the 70th Air Regiment of Soviet Russia, which is relatively strong!" In the communicator, Le Yiqin, the commander of the 10th Air Regiment of the Fourth Air Force, quickly transmitted the latest information detected by the vanguard army.

Although the vanguard army has not yet grasped the movement of Soviet Russia's air force in the Far East, the deployment of troops in Outer Mongolia is under the control of the vanguard army. The 70th Air Regiment had just taken off to support over there, and the information immediately came out.

"Don't worry! We will fight more and less, and we will not suffer! Deng Congkai said lightly. The reinforcements of the Soviets and Russians on the opposite side did not come with 42 aircraft, but the vanguard army sent 60 this time.

At present, the air force of the Vanguard Army is still the same as before, with two planes, four planes in a squad, 16 in the squadron, and 66 planes in the brigade plus the two planes in the brigade headquarters. Deng Congkai's fighter squadron was almost all dispatched this time.

"Be careful!" Le Yiqin said with a smile, he knew that Deng Congkai didn't care about what he said about fighting more and less, every time he fought, he was a lion fighting a rabbit, and he did his best, and he didn't need to worry too much.

"No problem, wait for us to triumph!" After Deng Congkai smiled, he immediately gave the order to attack.

Two Hellcat squadrons, two Thunderbolt squadrons, one left and one right, began to flank the oncoming Russian 70th Air Regiment.

"Oh God!" Ropoyev exclaimed in his heart, and when he saw that the vanguard army had also sent more reinforcements, his heart sank again. He had learned how the planes of the Vanguard Army, whether it was Thunderbolt or Hellcat, were far better than those of Soviet Russia.

He knew the situation of the 70th Air Regiment, although the pilots were better than his air regiment, but the performance of the aircraft was still superior to that of the I-15 and I-16, at most the I-16 was a little more, but it was still unable to compete with the aircraft of the Vanguard Army.

"I hope that the technical level of the reinforcements of the Huaxia people is not as good as these people!" Lopoyev still has some hope in his heart. He managed to survive the Type 24 I-16 with two holes in its wings. For the pilots of Luo Yingde's brigade, he still noticed that their level was very high.

He hoped that he would meet the elite pilots of the vanguard army, and that those reinforcements would be in reserve, so that they might have some hope of holding out. But reality gave him a blow in the face.

Deng Congkai was very strict with his subordinates, and the level of the pilots in his brigade was not inferior to Luo Yingde's brigade. In the first encounter, the 70th Air Regiment fell 7 planes, while Deng Congkai's brigade withdrew with only one plane wounded.

This is the latest Type 29 I-16 aircraft in the 70th Air Regiment, and the 12.7mm machine gun on top of it gives Raiden and Hellcat an even greater threat.

The ensuing confrontation made Ropoev's heart cold again.

His brigade was almost destroyed, but at this time there were more than a hundred and fifty planes fighting in the sky. Although the majority of the aircraft of the Vanguard Army were in the majority, the vast majority of those who fell from the sky were Soviet Russian planes. The long smoke dragged by the falling plane was like a chain that locked Ropoyev's expectant heart.

After eight tongues of fire bit his plane in the sky, Lopoyev clutched the bullet hole in his chest that was constantly spraying blood, breathed a long sigh of relief, looked up at the sky and let the plane fall like a free fall.

It wasn't until the fireball of the plane exploded on the ground that a thick black column of smoke rose up that Luo Yingde breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was curious about the identity of the skilful pilot on the plane who had repeatedly evaded pursuit, he didn't care too much about the king-to-king duel that had just been completed. For him, Deng Congkai's brigade was fighting against Soviet Russian reinforcements, and there were more feats waiting for them.

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"Chairman, the Air Force has won a great victory!" Yan Xishan ran to Meng Xiang's office early in the morning to report the good news to Meng Xiang.

Although he knew that Meng Xiang might have gotten the news a long time ago, reporting the good news to Meng Xiang was a matter of attitude.

"Chairman, this time our air force has taught the Russians a hard lesson. Yesterday alone, nearly 100 Soviet and Russian enemy planes were shot down, which is a great victory! Yan Xishan said with a smile, he had been paying attention to the war in Outer Mongolia. Although Fu Zuoyi's army is somewhat semi-independent, it was also his army before. This time, he was the main force attacking Outer Mongolia, and he was naturally very enthusiastic about the war there.

During the Reconquista, he was also one of the Vanguard Army's war advisers. In the past, the strength of the Jin army extended to Inner Mongolia, and there were many contacts with Outer Mongolia, this attack on Outer Mongolia, whether it was the rear with Shanxi's logistics support, or the guidance of the outward guide, some things also need to be coordinated by him, the landlord who has been running Shanxi for more than 20 years.

As a result, he was informed quickly.

"Well played! Not bad! Meng Xiang nodded. He already knew the news last night.

Soviet Russia was very energetic to hold on to the end, and later reinforcements from the 23rd and 56th Air Regiments came to support, and the vanguard army also unceremoniously kept increasing its troops. However, the vanguard army always had the advantage, the front-line airfields were relatively close, and the planes could take off and land at any time to replenish ammunition and fuel. And the 10th Air Regiment of the Fourth Air Force still has 300 aircraft waiting to replenish the reserve.

The airfields of the Soviets and Russians were relatively far away, and under the constant refueling tactics, they suffered heavy losses. But they persevered to the end, and it was not until dusk that the two sides stopped fighting.

Of course, the Russians were not stupid and only knew that they were shot down, although they kept refueling, but the planes that came were getting more and more careful, and the attrition behind them did not increase dramatically, and the final number of the vanguard army to clean up the battlefield was 92 planes, while the vanguard army only eleven planes were shot down, sacrificing four pilots. This is also a great achievement.

However, Yan Xishan looked at Meng Xiang's expression a little strangely, this victory was enough to make people happy, but when he peeked at it, Meng Xiang's expression was a little unnatural.

Normally, when Meng Xiang saw this old fox, he smiled and didn't easily show any opinions, but this time Yan Xishan saw that Meng Xiang was in a trance, and he didn't even smile as he always had.

"Is something going on?" Yan Xishan secretly pondered, "This time, whether it is a ground or air battle, it is obvious that we have the advantage over Soviet Russia, is there interference from other countries?" Or something else happens? ”

Meng Xiang didn't pay attention to Yan Xishan's speculation, his heart was churning at this time, repeatedly recalling an incident that happened last night. For him, it was enough to make him remember, but it was as ethereal as a dream. RO