"Uhhh

"Quick, the little devil's plane is coming, get out of here!" At this time, gasoline barrels were pulled on the road, and truck drivers of various tools turned the steering wheels one after another, driving quickly in the small forest at the head of the village, and staged an off-road horror in the wilderness of the Republic of China.

The Japanese army was pouring ammunition over Xingyang Airport. Several bungalows near the airport collapsed in the explosion. The flattened concrete airport and runway also became potholes and dust in the explosion.

Most of the people on the streets of Xingyang County have already hid in their houses, and everyone is already surprised by the scene in front of them.

In fact, apart from a few newly renovated concrete bungalows, there isn't much to blow up at the airport. The unwilling Japanese bombers flew over the county town of Xingyang again, raining down bullets and staring at the buildings as high as possible.

In the sound of explosions one after another, more than half of more than a dozen houses and courtyards collapsed or turned into rubble. In the midst of the explosions, mournful cries rang out from time to time. War is always accompanied by the passage of life.

It didn't take long for the Japanese plane, which had finished dropping bombs, to turn into tiny black dots in the far air, flying farther and farther.

A few trucks, tractors, pulling oil drums, or other tools, left the woods and drove to the airport again.

A dozen laborers in military uniforms, as well as some ordinary people with red bands on their arms, jumped out of trucks or tractors. Carrying a shovel to work.

"Bang!" Several laborers shoveled the gravel with shovels and lifted it onto the tractor with a heavy sound.

On the streets of Yang, Xingxian County, the whistling of Japanese planes is still in my ears. The people in the county town have spontaneously come out of their homes, without anyone shouting, each rushing to the bombed ruins, not long after, small carts, trucks, from the street, uniformed policemen jumped from above, together to clean up the rubble, will be crushed people inside, rescue the people inside, sent to the county hospital.

In the early years, in most counties in Henan, there was an extreme lack of quasi-modern hospitals. However, during the war, most areas of Henan began to settle in long-term or temporary hospitals, responsible for treating the wounded and maintaining a public health system with a large influx of refugees. This phenomenon, except for the places under the rule of the northwest, is probably also unique to the Republic of China. However, in addition to the war zone, in some other places in the northwest, Jiang Li encouraged some private hospitals. After all, there are some people in the Northwest who have been rich in recent years, and these people can take out the money in their pockets and invest it in various fields It is much better than stuffing it in their pockets.

"Jingle Bell"

Compared with the air raid sirens in Xingyang, in Zhengzhou, a large city with a population of more than 600,000 during the war, filled with a large number of refugees, soldiers, and a small number of businessmen. Somewhat similar to the situation in Xingyang, after more than a dozen air raid drills, although there are many people on the Zhengzhou side at this time, they still appear to be orderly on the whole. Under the organization of the police, soldiers, they began to enter the newly repaired bomb shelters in batches.

All the bomb shelters in Zhengzhou together cannot accommodate a fraction of 600,000 people.

"Jingle Bell"

"What, north-east, sixty-three kilometers? More than 60 enemy aircraft! Okay, got it! In the air combat command room in Zhengzhou, Yang Xianglin hung up the phone.

"Immediately notify the 3rd, 5th, 6th, and 7th airfields, take off fighters in batches, destinations, over Zhengzhou, enemy aircraft, about fifty sorties! Hurry up, hurry up! Monitor the direction of the day's maneuver in real time and notify all pilots at Airfield 1 to be on standby and ready to meet enemy aircraft! This time, we must encircle and suppress the Japanese flying team! ”

Yang Xianglin, who hung up the phone, looked ruthless, and at this time, in the Zhengzhou Air Force Headquarters, the telegraph machine and the telephone were busy, and the correspondent quickly conveyed Yang Xianglin's orders to the airports. The radar in the Northwest is constantly being improved, but it is still a core secret technology of the Northwest Army. At this time, the northwest did not have the ability to deploy Leibu to every place, and could only defend with some important nodes such as Xi'an, Yanchang, Baotou, Lanzhou, etc., and the industrial zone, power generation, and oil plant facilities in the northwest were the center of gravity. As for the Central Plains Field Corps, it was only when the northwest side was successfully put into operation that the construction of radar base stations began in Luoyang, Zhengzhou, and other extremely important cities. As for some small counties such as Xingyang, and even some medium-sized towns, they were unable to take care of it for a while.

However, the appetite of the Japanese air force was obviously not satisfied with those ordinary county towns. Soon, he set his sights on Zhengzhou, a strategic place in the Central Plains. Control the fortresses of the north and south! Under the disturbance of the Northwest Army, the casualties of the Japanese army in the Battle of Xuzhou were several times that of the original history. The main force of the Wuhan Central Army had to be calmly withdrawn. Soon, the Japanese army's eyes were further aimed at Wuhan and Zhengzhou. And the current air raid is only the first large-scale air operation.

Time has entered the winter moon over Zhengzhou, and the wind is cold. And even more chilling than the cold wind is the killing energy emanating from the two fleets.

"Long live the Northwest!"

When the Japanese planes rushed to the Zhengzhou airport with great momentum, at this time at the airports in Zhengzhou, Jiaozuo, Dengfeng and other places, a group of pilots roared in unison from the bottom of their hearts.

The sound of the spiral award rang out.

Sou!

Sou!

One after another, the sturdy fighters broke through the air and rushed towards the icy blue sky, and several groups of planes rushed towards the periphery of Zhengzhou.

"Little devils, today next year is your sacrifice day!" Chen Zhipeng smirked, since the Battle of Xuzhou, he was transferred back, and while he was responsible for training those new pilots at the airport in Luoyang, he also played an important role in air combat. was transferred back together, and naturally there was Xiao Yun in the squadron who impressed him. Maybe it's time to change your opinion of newcomers, Xiao Yun's guy, when he was put into the battlefield at the end of last year, was still an out-and-out rookie, and now he has only grown up for more than half a year, and he is even better than many veteran pilots who have been piloting for more than two or three years and have been in battle for a long time.

In front of him, a dense group of Japanese planes roared in, and Chen Zhipeng didn't know why he suddenly learned the news of the air raid on the Japanese plane group in advance. Could it be that those guys who are in charge of keeping an eye with a secondary telescope all day long happen to spot the Japanese aircraft group? Chen Zhipeng has a small fellow villager who used to work at the outpost in Shaanxi, and he went there once, so he is no stranger to this kind of boring and boring work.

Chen Zhipeng naturally didn't know that there was already an instrument called radar in the northwest at this time. Not to mention that he is only a major now, in the entire Zhengzhou Air Command Department, only Yang Xianglin knows the general situation of the radar base station. Not familiar with the specific operation. There is a special unit on the base station to guard it, and there are also experienced counter-espionage intelligence personnel. As for the army, even Yang Hucheng and Zhao Tieshu at this time still don't know about radar for the time being.

However, no matter what the reason, Chen Zhipeng couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart at this time, and the air command department actually mobilized them in advance to intercept the Japanese plane, that is to say, the Japanese air raid had already been exposed, and soon, there would be flight formations from other airports to arrive. After all, the number of the Northwest Air Force has always been inferior to that of the Japanese Air Force. Maybe this time there will be a different outcome.

"Baga, the planes of the Chinese army, why did they stop at our pass?" Kiyoyuki Haruga, who was in charge of leading the flight this time, immediately frowned when he saw the 20-way enemy plane.

It should be a coincidence. Kiyoyuki Haruga knew very well that at this time, in both the eastern and northern directions of Henan, the enemy's planes were pinned down with considerable strength. Therefore, the North China Flying Corps formulated a plan for an air attack on Zhengzhou and decided to carry out a deterrent air attack on the fortresses of the Northwest Army in the Central Plains. Destroy Zhengzhou Airport, a large number of materials piled up at the railway station. Therefore, while maintaining the air combat on the two battlefields, they still dispatched their aircraft group of more than five squadrons to attack Zhengzhou. Unexpectedly, before reaching the sky over Zhengzhou, they encountered an intercepted group of enemy planes, but there were only more than 20 enemy planes, which was still within an acceptable range. This time, the pilots they escorted were all veterans who had experienced several air battles. Extremely experienced in combat.

"George-kun, you and I lead the team to entangle the planes of the Chinese army, Ushizaki-kun, you are responsible for leading the team, first bombing Zhengzhou Airport, and then bombing the fire station, if the situation allows, you can act at the same time!" Kiyoyuki Haruga quickly ordered.

"Hello!"

"Hello! Long live the Emperor! ”

Two colleagues replied from the communicator.

"Buzz" in the northeast direction, a tremor sounded in the air again, and seven or eight small black dots were sharply amplified.

"Sure enough!" When Chen Zhipeng saw the familiar formation, his heart was ecstatic, and his comrades-in-arms from other airports came over with reinforcements.

"He's *mother*, in this battle, we have already anticipated the enemy's opportunity, and we all cheered up Lao Tzu, cheered up Lao Tzu, and we are not allowed to let go of an enemy plane!"

At the same time as he finished roaring, Chen Zhipeng had already driven his mount forward at a rapid pace, rushing towards the Japanese formation opposite.

"Yaga, damn it, why do you have a plane from the Zhina Army?" At this time, the faces of Haruga Kiyoyuki and the others were extremely pale, although these pilots were each on their own planes. I couldn't see the cold faces of my comrades, but there was a silence in the communication channel, followed by a cacophony of questions, and just by those hurried tones, you could understand how anxious his colleagues were.

Da-da-da

The Wyvern 2 fighter quickly swept over the flank of a Type 88 bomber, and the **** bullet hit the opponent's fuel tank. A huge spark immediately exploded in the air. The shattered planks, the engine, and some other machinery and pilots were all reduced to parts, scattered in all directions with the explosion.

"To the west, southwest, six more enemy planes have come to reinforce it! The emperor is above, our actions must have been leaked, those incompetent and damned guys in the special high class, there must be a traitor in them, we have been surrounded by the Chinese Air Force! ”

As time went on, in the entanglement battle between the two fleets, there was bad news from other colleagues from time to time.

"Shut up one by one, the fighters are responsible for breaking off, the bombers are in formation, and evacuate first!" Haruga Kiyoyuki Tetsu had a blue face, and he rushed to the scene with interest, but he didn't expect to fall into such a result.

"The planes, they are all our planes, and the Japanese planes are surrounded!" At this time, the civilians and citizens on the ground who were originally preparing to flee into the air-raid shelter or evacuate as much as possible saw several large and small war groups overhead, and the Japanese planes that were shot down one after another. The tension and fear of being attacked by the Japanese air force before all disappeared at this time.

In these war years, there is nothing more enjoyable than seeing your own army beat the Japanese army. The people of Hebei fled all the way south, and the air force in the northwest and the Japanese air force did not know how many air battles they had fought with, and they had long seen the bravery of the Northwest Army, and even when the number was far less than that of the Japanese army, they still dared to use their lives to tell these civilians in the blue sky what it meant to be fearless. What is unconquerable! The Northwest Air Force fought the Japanese too many times in order to cover the retreat of their civilians. Too many people have been sacrificed. But they have never retreated on the battlefield in the air, and they have never been defeated.

But on the way to be protected, they sometimes even preferred the children above their heads to retreat, rather than driving their mounts again and again to meet twice or even three times the enemy planes. They are on the ground, sometimes they don't get hit, or they don't get hit to the point, but they can still save a life. But those half-grown babies on the top of their heads, those who are in the afterlife, once they are hit by Japanese planes, often die for life.

The chances of escaping your life are pitifully low. At least under their noses, among the planes shot down by the Japanese army more than a dozen times, it was difficult for a single pilot to be successfully rescued, and a few pilots were even smashed into meat pies in front of them. When the people took out the photo in the pilot's pocket from the bloody clothes, they wiped the blood stains, and they could still see the smiling face wearing an air force cap on the photo.

Most of these pilots, even the age of some ordinary people's children, are just the age of flowers, but they keep falling in front of their eyes, spilling blood in the sky. They are proud to have such a pilot, but no one wants to see such a sad and tearful scene. They wanted to see these young people walk out of the flight capsule with smiling faces, take a sip of the hot soup they cooked, and eat an egg they gave them.

It's just that in the face of the superior Japanese planes, the hopes of these people have been disappointed again and again, and their hopes have turned into sadness and heavy sighs.

The fugitive people have hoped for countless times and disappointed countless times, but the scene in front of them made these people's smiling faces flashing with tears, seeing it, finally seeing it! Those young offspring have enough comrades-in-arms in the air. They are still the same as before, spreading their wings, guarding the people under the wings, guarding these men, women and children.

They are fighting side by side, no longer using their lives to leave a brilliant fire in the middle of the air as before. You don't have to leave with a deep regret in the air! (To be continued.) )