"Weng Hum ......"

The roar over the battlefield grew louder and louder, as if the plane was about to fall down.

Suddenly, a silver-white plane rushed through the smoke and appeared in everyone's field of vision.

It's too close to the ground, and the plane, which usually looks the size of a palm, is now more than a car.

The moment it passed over everyone's heads, the huge air wave generated by the plane actually blew to the ground, blowing off the military caps of several soldiers.

At the same time, the Japanese puppet troops in the position also began to fire smoke bombs.

The attacking and local forces reacted quickly, and when they saw a purple signal smoke rising from the ground, they rushed over and destroyed the flare as soon as possible.

No matter how fast it is, it will take time, Chief of Staff Zhou calculated, and it took half a minute for the soldiers to destroy the last smoke flare.

The "Weng Hum ......" plane flew over Chief of Staff Zhou's head with a roar, and the speed was too fast, and before he could react, a bomb had already broken away from the shackles of the plane and fell from the sky.

The flames rose in the place where the signal smoke had just risen.

It took two seconds for the explosion of the "booming ......" to reach the ears of Chief of Staff Zhou.

"Damn......" Chief of Staff Zhou grimaced, gritted his teeth and scolded.

"The devils are so cunning that they even thought of ultra-low-altitude hovering bombing to avoid the impact of the smoke on the plane, aren't they worried that the plane will be shot down by us?"

"Immediately give orders to all the combat units in the city, and then there are planes to fly at ultra-low altitudes, gather all light and heavy machine guns and anti-aircraft machine guns to fire at the air, and shoot them down for me."

"Our current firepower level is not half a year ago, and with the capture of the troops in the battle just now, each regiment has at least forty light and heavy machine guns."

"There are a total of seven regiments of troops in the city, which adds up to more than 300 light and heavy machine guns."

"With so many light and heavy machine guns scattered across the battlefield, at least fifty anti-aircraft shots can be concentrated in the same area."

"More than 50 machine gun tongues cover an airplane at the same time, and a blind cat can knock down a plane even if it kills a mouse."

"Since the devil pilots want to find death, then we will fulfill them."

Ten minutes later, the two planes rushed through the smoke screen again, hovering more than 100 meters above everyone's heads, waiting for the signal smoke to appear.

"Da Da Da ......"

It was not known which unit fired first, and in an instant, the battlefield was enveloped in the sound of dense machine-gun fire.

Chief of Staff Zhou still underestimated the level of equipment of the troops.

Before participating in the war, each regiment was equipped with three to five heavy machine guns, and less than twenty light machine guns.

During the siege war, Li Hao supplemented the four main regiments involved in the siege with twenty heavy machine guns and forty light machine guns.

When the city was taken, in order to hide people's eyes, the Japanese army left most of the light and heavy machine guns in the city fortifications, which happened to be cheaper for the siege troops, and more than 100 light and heavy machine guns were captured at the four city gates.

In several hours of street fighting, the participating units achieved some results to a greater or lesser extent, and the capture of light and heavy machine guns must have exceeded fifty.

In this way, the troops participating in the battle captured more than 200 light and heavy machine guns on the battlefield alone.

With the addition of their own equipment, there must be more than 400 of them.

The density of fire in the sky is the best proof of this, no matter where the fighter flies, there are at least seventy light and heavy machine guns on the ground staring at him, forming an impenetrable network of bullets around it.

"Hit!" A staff officer suddenly shouted.

A fighter plane to the southeast of the command suddenly emitted black smoke.

The pilot was obviously frightened and flew the injured fighter plane desperately to climb.

But the power of the plane seems to be affected, and the climb is slow.

Taking advantage of your illness and killing you, the ground troops did not miss this golden opportunity, as long as the opponent was still in the effective range of their machine guns, they all shot desperately, trying to destroy it in one fell swoop.

The black smoke slowly turned into a fire, and with a "boom...... sound, only the tail of the burning plane exploded, instantly turning into a fireball and smashing down to the ground along the direction of flight.

The explosion was so sudden that the pilot had no chance to escape.

The other plane was not injured, but it was also frightened and desperately climbed high into the air.

At the last moment of rushing out of the smoke, I was "lucky" to be hit by a bullet and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes with black smoke.

Although not fatal, only God knows whether the plane will be able to safely return to the airport with injuries.

The commander of the Japanese brigade witnessed this scene with his own eyes.

He gritted his teeth with hatred, and his eyes were flushed red, as if he was about to burst into flames.

Although I had expected the picture just now, I didn't expect it to come so quickly.

In his own eyes, the value of the three fighters is far less than the value that Datong brings to the imperial army.

If he were the commander of the air force, he would definitely order the pilots to continue to attack the Eighth Route Army and cover the ground forces to hold Datong, even if the whole army was destroyed.

But he's not.

In the Japanese military circles, not only the navy and army have festivals, but they often make a lot of noise over the competition for valuable military spending and resources. There are also many fetters among the major branches of the army because of the competition for resources and military spending.

For the entire Shanxi garrison, Datong is indeed worth more than three aircraft.

But the commander of the aviation could not see so far, not so high-minded, and could not think so much.

In his eyes, the plane is destroyed and gone.

The empire has limited resources, and even if it produces aircraft, it must be supplied to the navy first, and then it is the turn of the army aviation.

If it is the turn of the army, it will give priority to supplying the Central China Front on the frontal battlefield, and then it will be the turn of the North China Front.

When it came to the North China Front, there were also troops that gave priority to replenishing aircraft, and some troops were the last to replenish.

Therefore, if you want to make up for the lost aircraft, it will take a month if you are fast, at least two months if you are slow, and three months if you are unlucky.

The war waits for no one, and the front line will not want air support because it does not have its own aircraft.

With fewer planes, it will definitely not be able to meet the support needs of the front line, and in the end, it is you who will be scolded and punished.

Therefore, every time a plane departs, the commander will repeatedly tell the pilots: during the battle, you must ensure the safety of yourself and the aircraft, and do not do risky things.

As soon as the battle began, the aviation lost one plane and wounded another, and then let them support themselves at the risk of crashing, certainly unwilling.

Even if they send a telegram to the military department and ask the military department to give the air force an order to blow up, they will do one thing on the surface and one thing secretly.

This is why the brigade commander is really angry and worried.

The tide of war was indeed moving in the direction he feared.

After losing more than half of the fighters, there was only one plane left in the sky that refused to fly at low altitudes no matter how much it gave orders.

After circling overhead a few times, he lost the patience to stay any longer, and dropped the bomb directly in the center of the smoke.

Although it was occupied by the Eighth Route Army, there were certainly not many soldiers.

Therefore, the bombs they dropped had no effect on the situation of the battle.

"Bageya Road......" The brigade commander gritted his teeth and scolded as he watched the planes flying farther and farther in the air.

Scolding and scolding, the anger on his face turned to solemnity, and then to despair.

The plane was blown up by the Eighth Route Army's volley, and then retreated in panic, not only did not provide much support to the Imperial Army and improve their morale, but also improved the fighting spirit of the Eighth Route Army. As soon as they left, the sound of firefighting on the battlefield began to become denser, and they continued to approach the headquarters.

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