"Hit, you can't just leave. I've been preparing for so long, why do I have to fight again! Li Zongren listened to Lao Jiang's dictation, but he secretly made up his mind to fight again. The news of the vanguard army's attack on Zou Cheng has arrived. Rat Ten is still in charge of the two sides here.

However, Li Zongren also realized the crisis of the overall situation, if these three divisions could not be defeated quickly, the devil reinforcements from the north and south sides would continue to pour in, and at that time, the losses of the Central Army would be great. In this regard, he made two preparations. According to the plan of the vanguard army, fight for five or six days first, see the situation, and constantly shrink the men and horses, and move to the west and south.

Anyway, it takes time to evacuate, and it is not said that it can be withdrawn.

As for the Vanguard Army's statement of annihilating two or three divisions, he felt that it was very unreliable. The strength of the vanguard army is strong, he also knows it, and he knows more about the several victories of the vanguard army, and he also agrees with the statement that the vanguard army and the devil have lost one to one. But only 50,000 vanguard troops were going to annihilate the same number of three devil divisions, and he still felt that it was a bit too much. Large corps operations are not comparable to small-scale battles. There are many factors that influence this. In his opinion, if the cooperation is good, it is still possible to annihilate a division of devils. If it can be completely annihilated, it will be very beneficial to the future development of the Gui system and to inspire the enthusiasm of the people of the whole country for the war of resistance.

Just when Li Zongren was thinking about arranging preparations with both hands, the bombs of the flying formation of the vanguard army first fell on a barracks of the 108th Division of the Devils in Zaozhuang. The main reason was that when the plane formation arrived, the soldiers in the barracks were training intensively in a temporary open field, so in the piercing air defense siren, all the planes aimed here.

There were eight 20-mm anti-aircraft guns in the vicinity of the barracks, and as soon as they fired, three were knocked out by the Stuka D's dive, at which point the HS-123 cluster bombs were also dropped, and two more were destroyed by the flying submunitions. It will also be difficult for the remaining three to hit the plane. Although the rate of fire of the anti-aircraft artillery is very fast, when the aircraft is ready again, there is no hope of achieving results without thousands of rounds of ammunition. In the end, after shooting down an HS-123 fighter plane, it was completely destroyed by several lightning strikes and HS-123 attacks.

At this time, the devils in the barracks also didn't know what to do, and when they ran out, they were strafed by machine guns, hid in buildings, and were bombed again. The weapon fired into the air and could not help the plane, so it could only be bombed helplessly. It was not until all the ammunition and fuel of the plane were almost consumed that they turned and flew away, and then they came out of the mezzanine everywhere.

Ebi Mingei can't help but just want to cry now. After passing through Taierzhuang, his 132 had not lost much, and he was still rejoicing, but at this time, this wave of bombardment directly made his heart fall into the abyss. His 132nd Wing, which was gathering and training in the open space of the training ground, was lucky to have escaped by hiding in the surrounding buildings and trees after the bombardment just now.

"Hurry up and clean up the scene and treat the wounded. Lift everyone out! Hurry up and get to the field! He shouted in command. The rest of the devils carried the wounded to a well-ventilated and spacious camp.

"A pioneer pilot was found and was resisting." His lieutenant came over and reported.

"Catch it alive!" Ebi Mingei gritted his teeth.

Lee Chok-tung's HS-123 plane was hit by anti-aircraft artillery, and after parachuting, he fell into the enemy's area helplessly. There are only Vanguard planes in the sky nearby, there are no ground personnel, and it is too late for a quick rescue. He quickly cut the rope of the parachute, but the slow fall of the white parachute was so conspicuous that it had already surrounded the devils. Even the planes from the sky came to his back, allowing him to take refuge in a small forest around him. But after the plane left, the voice of the devil was getting closer and closer.

"Phew!" Lee Chok Dong fired the eighth bullet and knocked down the fourth devil. Although the devil was still moaning, Li Zuodong, who was hiding behind the tree, concluded that the devil would not live long. He is very confident in his shooting skills, although he does not say that the gun kills, but with two bullets, he is absolutely confident that he will kill a devil.

With the gunfire of the tenth bullet, he killed another devil who touched six or seven meters away from him, but he was also shot in the calf and fell to the ground.

This made his vision blur for a while, but the pistol in his hand clutched tightly.

"He's here!" A devil walked up, pointed the muzzle of his rifle at him, and lowered it to the ground. Capturing a live pilot can not only interrogate intelligence, but also slowly torture to death.

Li Zuodong was lying on the ground, but the muzzle of the gun was quickly raised, and in the afterglow of his eyes, he shot at the devil's chest. The devil dodged vigilantly, but the shot from close range hit him in the chest and fell backwards.

"Two more bullets!" Li Zuodong looked at the devil who was holding his chest and trying to get up, and there was a trace of hesitation in his heart. There are no replaceable magazines around, which means that there are only thirteen rounds of ammunition, and now eleven rounds have been used.

When he fell, he felt that he had no hope of survival, and he didn't want to be tortured by the devils, so he kept the last two bullets for himself. If you want to commit suicide, the last bullet is not safe in various unexpected situations.

When he was in Beiping, he was once arrested by devils, and he had seen their interrogation, but he couldn't resist asking himself. But he looked at the devil who was crawling and touching the rifle, and no longer hesitated, he directly aimed a bullet at the devil's head and shot decisively. Then he aimed at his temple, listening to the approaching footsteps of the devil, but a lot of past events involuntarily appeared in his mind. He sighed in his heart, but he did not waver in the idea of suicide, and killed six devils with a pistol, which was worth it.

"Phew!" After the devil's figure appeared, he shot decisively, even if a devil's rifle bullet hit his right wrist, it couldn't stop the blood gushing from his temple.

Not long after, Major General Naozo Nakano, the commander of the 25th Brigade, also brought the commander of the 117th Wing, Kasaichi Takashu, and some soldiers of the 117th Wing to help. For a while, the training ground was busy and crowded with people.

A strange sound of "buzzing" came, and Ebi Mingrong looked up at the sky sensitively, and dozens of black spots appeared in the sky.

"Airplane!" Already soldiers shouted.

Ebi's telescope had been raised to look there, and the familiar sign appeared in his eyes again.

"It's the Vanguard plane, disperse!" He shouted.

It seems to be far away, but the speed of the plane is indeed very fast, and in a blink of an eye, it came to the top of the training ground. In the familiar chirp of Ebi, bombs fell on the plane one after another, exploding in the air, covering the entire training ground. The devil soldiers, who didn't have time to evacuate, fell one after another. Even if you lie down and face the strafing of the plane's dive, you can pray for luck at most.

"They said that the anti-aircraft guns here were all knocked out, and sure enough! The devil also came back to the rescue, and the trick proposed by Hu Wen's kid was easy to use. Dong Changhe was assigned to the second wave of bombardment, and he was still a little unhappy, but at this time, the piles of devils on the training ground were already pistachios.

"Of course it works!" Hu Wen was not too happy, it was too untechnical to fight infantry with airplanes, he had been looking forward to the devil's plane coming, so that he could draw a few more skeletons on his plane.

What he didn't know was that the plane that came to support after hearing the news was stopped as soon as it passed Wenshang County, and in order to rescue the pilots to the greatest extent, most of the air battles of the vanguard army were chosen on their own territory.

The devil came this time with a brigade of 24 planes. Half of them have been replaced with the more advanced Nine-Six Style. The defeat with the Pioneer Army made the Army Aviation people make up their minds to change planes, but the War Department people resolutely did not use the same things as the Navy, and after some modifications, the Army version of the Type 96 appeared. But the number of production is extremely small, and there are only sixteen aircraft in North China, and this time twelve aircraft were dispatched.

"This time, the BF-109 aircraft of the vanguard army should not be so passive!" Koko Shinichi said confidently. The last time he was injured in the air battle over the Yellow River, he only recently returned from injury, but after a long period of training, he is confident that his skills are better than before, especially in the 96-type aircraft.

"Aircraft of the Vanguard Army!" The devil's plane, which was sailing in formation, had just passed Wenshang County when it spotted the plane of the vanguard army. Originally, they deliberately avoided Jinan and other places, and chose to fly along the canal, just because they were worried about the interception of the vanguard planes, but they were still stopped.

At this time, there are no clouds and nowhere to hide.

But the planes of the vanguard army clearly occupied an advantageous position, and the planes of the devils, who were forced to meet the enemy, had to rush towards the rising sun. Although the morning sun is not very dazzling, it has been affected after all.

The radar station showed 24 planes of the devils, and the vanguard army sent 20 planes this time, and the formation to Zaozhuang occupied most of the manpower, and the rest were then assigned to the Eastern Front, and the manpower immediately appeared to be tight. This time 20 is already the maximum capacity.

However, there were 10 Thunderbolts in those 20 planes. In the last Linyi support air battle, Thunderbolt performed well, and the absolute advantage made Meng Xiang decide to mass-produce this aircraft. Even if the price is high, even if other forces are peeping, but at this time it is the key to increase the overall strength of the Air Force as soon as possible.

As soon as they clashed, 10 Thunderbolts attacked in front with thick skin and rough flesh, and his six 12.7 machine guns exploded with power, and 60 large-caliber machine guns were fully fired and directly weaved a fire net full of death invitations in the air.

Caught off guard, five of the devil's planes were directly knocked out, and the BF-109B planes behind were like a round of attacks, and two of them were successfully obtained. In the Pioneer Army, there was only one plane, and the pilot Xu Zhiman landed in a plane emitting black smoke.

As soon as he landed, he didn't care about the soldiers who came to the rescue, and shouted directly: "Is there a car?" Where are the vehicles here? I'm going back to the airport! ”

He shouted loudly, and finally found a KS750 heavy motorcycle driven by the rescue soldiers, directly requisitioned the motorcycle, and rushed towards Jinan Airport.

"This car is so good to drive!" He drove the KS750 heavy motorcycle, turned onto the road where the rest had been leveled, and then increased the throttle and sped away, the wind carried by the motorcycle whistling in his ears, which made him feel like flying an airplane. Although he can drive a motorcycle, this is the first time he has driven it. He didn't know that because this kind of motorcycle only appeared in 41, it was not produced much in the army, and only some intelligence officers used it. Just let him requisition one.

Now both pilots and rescue soldiers know that as long as they are not injured and rush to the airport again, there will definitely be planes that are ready for the arrival of the pilots and take off again in the blue sky.

"It doesn't matter if the plane is broken, we don't lack this thing, as long as the people are okay, replace the plane and go to the sky to kill the enemy." This is a sentence that all pilots know, and it comes from the mouth of Commander Meng Xiang. Several examples also prove that Commander Meng is not talking big. After Meng Xiang said this, there was no more example of flying a plane and dying with the enemy. Although there are no such tragic heroes, the vanguard army's record is steadily improving.

Xu Zhiman drove his motorcycle hard, hoping to get to the airport 20 kilometers away earlier. This time, the battle was deliberately chosen to be relatively close to the base, which could make up for the shortcomings of the few pilots to the greatest extent.

"Quick!" Xu Zhiman's motorcycle finally turned into the airport at the Yanzhou base, where a plane had already been parked, and someone had already told the people at the airport that he was coming.

"Is your body okay?" A ground service major at the airport came over and asked. Meng Xiang is resolutely against fatigue driving, if the body can't bear it, it is easy to lead to accidents, resulting in crashes and deaths. Unless there is a life-and-death emergency, it is generally not recommended that the pilot is too tired. This ground crew major has already received the news, and the battle situation over there is already 12 to 3, so there is no need to worry at all.

"No problem!" Xu Zhiman touched his buttocks, which were a little numb, and grinned.

But when he drove the new BF-109 plane back to the battlefield, he only saw the devil plane in the distance.

"Why did the devil run away?" He was a little incredulous, but the eight planes that the devil had gone away showed that he was not mistaken.

"If they don't leave, they'll all be left here." Liu Zhesheng said with a smile. His lightning shot down a total of three devil planes, which made him very happy, and the record of six planes made him the new trump card.

This time in the air battle in the sky near the Wenshang Prince Ling Pagoda, the vanguard army finally won the victory with a large disparity of 16 to 4.

At this time, Xiao Guangxin's heart was full of sorrow, the new 96 Type only had three results, but it lost eight, and the four that escaped back were still injured, dragging black smoke all the way to hold on.

He thought of the Vanguard's clumsy planes, and he saw with his own eyes that the bullets from his plane's machine guns hit the one of those planes opposite, but the bullets hit him like tickles, and after splashing a few sparks, he still shot out six fiery snakes. If he hadn't been able to dodge the attack, he would have been blown up into a ball of fireworks in the air like his wingman.

"What kind of plane is this? Why is it so powerful? There is probably no aircraft in the empire that is his opponent! Could it be Soviet Russia? He thought of the style of the plane, which was somewhat like the clumsiness of Soviet Russia.

"Be careful, there are anti-aircraft guns!" Xiao Guang Xinyi was thinking about it, but suddenly a warning from his companion sounded in his ears.

He was startled and pulled the plane up sharply, but it was too late, and a shell exploded next to his plane, and shrapnel pierced his cockpit and cut the artery in his neck. His plane dragged black smoke and loaded headlong into the Yellow River not far away.

On Lashan Mountain, at the intersection of the Yellow River and the canal below, the muzzles of 12 88-mm 36/37 German-made anti-aircraft guns continued to spray flames.

But even the artillerymen didn't know that two of the twelve anti-aircraft guns were a little different. Those two are smart brain control warning guns, and Xiao Guangxinichi's plane is their credit.

"Why is it so hard to fight?" Meng Xiang couldn't help but say in a hurry. Among the two alert guns, one is controlled by the brain, while the other is switched to the commander's operation mode, and it is Meng Xiang who does it. After a long period of continuous exploration, Meng Xiang found this commander's operation mode that only the base commander can do, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

In the command center of the main base, the signal from the Yanzhou radar station can only be converted into some simple symbols on the big screen. The six red dots indicate the devil's plane, and the constantly shaking circle is the warning cannon that Meng Xiang made at this time, and the picture is even simpler than the computer game Meng Xiang played when he was a child.

But this difficulty is comparable to those games, Meng Xiang has tried many times, but the small red dots and circles that shake quickly always do not coincide. Even the occasional overlap is missed due to the lag in transmission.

"I haven't practiced for a long time, and I'm really a lot of rookies again!" Meng Xiang sighed, but he seemed to have forgotten that he was also a rookie before.

Although he is a rookie, after groping for a while with this kind of similar game, Meng Xiang still grasped some tricks. Finally, after Zhi Brain shot down the second plane, he also locked the trajectory of a red dot in advance and decisively pressed the button.

"I hit!" Seeing the red dot slowly disappearing from the screen, Meng Xiang couldn't help but jump up excitedly.