In Germany, a secret research institute, an airplane with a similar shape to the five masters 7 points is placed on a flat runway, here I have to say that Germany's technology is high, although they were originally developing jet aircraft, but the finished product and development are completely different things.

After getting the fifth master, they immediately launched the imitation, and by the way, they added some of their own technology into it, so a fifth master with German blood was baked.

The mustache came with a large number of high-ranking people to see what can be said to be an epoch-making aircraft.

"Hi Hitler!" The mustache entered the door, and the guards immediately saluted when they saw him.

The mustache smiled past the guards and ran straight away. He'd been here several times, and he'd be familiar with the road. Soon he saw a plane with the blood of the fifth master parked on the tarmac.

"Hi Hitler!" As soon as they saw the mustache, a group of engineers immediately raised their hands and saluted.

"Hmm!" The mustache nodded, then excitedly walked past the engineers and continued to look at the half-breed five. "How's that!" He asked the engineer with a finger pointing to the half-breed fifth.

"It's based on a Chinese friend's plane, codenamed P-1, but we can call this kid a "tornado" because it has the speed of the wind and its super destructive power. A bearded engineer said with a red face and a bright face.

"Hmm." The mustache nodded and asked, "Did you test the flight?" ”

"Not yet, this is not an invitation to the Führer, to come and watch this epoch-making aircraft take off for the first time." The engineer said.

"Okay." The mustache was satisfied with his attitude and immediately asked, "What about the pilot?" ”

"This is the best pilot in the Air Force." The engineer staggered, letting go of a man of about thirty or so.

"Hi Hitler." The pilot saluted the mustache.

"Okay, what's your name? What rank? The mustache asked, looking at him.

"Report to the Führer, my name is Hank Yosf, second lieutenant." The pilot replied loudly.

"Very good." The mustache looked at him and nodded, "Are you confident that you can drive this guy?" ”

"Report to the Führer, I am very confident that I can let him fly into the sky, I have piloted the Chinese Jian-5." York continued to reply loudly.

"Well, it's up to you, make sure he flies, and if he succeeds, I'll award you an Iron Cross." The mustache walked over and patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Yes!" Suddenly, York looked like he had been beaten with chicken blood, and he was very excited.

After that, the engineer explained some details to York, and the rest did not say much, after all, the P-1 is an imitation of the fifth master, and it is very similar, except for some details, the way of driving is not different.

Watching York get on the plane, sit in the cockpit, and give a thumbs up to the people below, indicating that he could do it.

The mustache saw this and waved at him, then saw the hatch close automatically.

Ignition.

A screeching sound came from the plane's engine, and a faint blue flame erupted from the tail.

"Hum~~~" The sound of the engine screaming made the mustache who had returned to the stands a little unbearable, but fortunately he was prepared and took out two earplugs to plug them, after all, when he saw the fifth master take off for the first time, he suffered from this, so of course he would not do it again.

P-1 slowly drove into the runway, then picked up speed, taxied for nearly a kilometer, and leapt into the sky.

"Good!" The people watching below saw each other, clapping and smiling one by one.

The mustache grinned, as if he had seen the enemy trembling under such an aircraft.

The P-1 made a few laps in the sky, doing different flight attitudes such as flipping, hovering, stretching, and diving, and the performance seemed to be good, and all kinds of attitudes could be made very well.

The next thing is to test the weapon system, the P-1's weapons are two 23mm cannons imitating the fifth master, the reason why the 37mm cannon is not installed is because for the time being, the two 23mm ones are completely sufficient, and the empty space is loaded with more ammunition, the bomb load of the fifth master is too small, and it is completely insufficient for them.

The two cannons of the "Tom ......" spewed out tongues of fire, and the shells hit a target in the sky, and after just a few rounds, the target was destroyed, and then the ground target was strafed, and several No. 3 tanks became test targets. Several No. 3 tanks were parked irregularly on the ground, quietly, as if waiting for someone to pamper them.

The P-1 rushed down diagonally, and the shells fired from the two cannons instantly penetrated through the roof of the No. 3 tank, and in an instant the shells exploded in the tank, and it burned into a torch, and an intact No. 3 tank was reduced to scrap metal. After destroying the first target, the plane was pulled up again, found a suitable position in the sky, and continued to attack the second target. Soon, several No. 3 tanks became flares, black smoke rose slightly, and thick smoke spewed out from the barrel of the gun, which was only more than forty millimeters.

Looking at the No. 3 tank, which has become scrap metal, the mustache is very happy, this P-1 aircraft really lives up to expectations.

"Papapa~~" Everyone continued to clap their hands, not feeling that their hands were red at all.

The Mustache Jet was successfully tested, and the news was quickly obtained by the British, and the German intelligence system was full of holes. However, Britain did not care about this, and it was not uncommon for Germany to come up with strange things from time to time. Since the First World War, Germany has been banned from developing mainstream weapons, so they have found a different way, often making strange things, and they are no longer surprised. What's more, Britain's imaginary enemy now is France.

The German jet plane went into the sky, and several pilots who served as instructors in Germany quickly sent the news back, and Lu Qiang took the telegram and sighed very emotionally, now World War II is going to be fun. Modified Tigers, jet aircraft, the combat effectiveness of Germany was reported at once.

After that, Lu Qiang called back to congratulate the mustache, and asked for some industrial production lines by the way, after all, Lu Qiang's production lines are all weapons production lines, and there are very few industrial and civilian ones.

For Lu Qiang's request, the mustache agreed in one bite, and as the P-1 took off, he was in a very happy mood, saying that it was given to Lu Qiang for free.

However, Lu Qiang refused, saying that according to his price, he would deduct it from the equipment such as the fifth master. He didn't want to get too entangled with the mustache, and if he accidentally got pulled into the water, it would be troublesome.

The mustache was also a little disappointed with Lu Qiang's refusal, and he also wanted to deepen the relationship with Lu Qiang, and even pulled him on the boat, after all, Lu Qiang's equipment was very hot. But I didn't expect him to be so vigilant, and he didn't want meat to give his mouth.

A few days passed, and these days were mainly for final preparations, and all kinds of guns/ammunition were stepped up from the base, which were used to support the 250th Division to defend against the Japanese counterattack after conquering Anqing.

The Japanese defenders in Anqing have increased one after another in the past six months, and the total number of Japanese puppet troops has exceeded 10,000, mainly because the Fourth Army scratched from time to time, so that the Japanese army had to increase its strength to guard against the Fourth Army.

For the 41st Group Army in Dabie Mountain, the Japanese army in Anqing did not have too much defense, and in their opinion, if he wanted to fight, he would also fight Lu'an or Nanchang, and what would hinder him in Anqing.

May 15 was soon coming, after all, there was only less than a week before the meeting was held, and the strategic direction was determined, and yesterday the preparations were completed, and the assembled 250 divisions rested for a day and set off early in the morning of the 15th.

More than 20,000 people, thousands of vehicles and tanks, a large number of artillery, all of them, the equipment is very scary.

The equipment is still those, 81 bars, 81 squads, SVD and AWM with guns and grenades, tanks are mainly 59 tanks, 62 light tanks are just synergies, as for the T-34, they have all been replaced and are ready to be returned to the furnace, all converted into self-propelled guns. The artillery is still a mortar recoilless gun with a platoon company, 107 rocket artillery and 105 howitzers at the battalion level, and 122 keyboards and 152 howitzers and 203 howitzers at the regimental level and above. The grenade is also mainly oval, supplemented by a wooden handle.

Zhang Zhongliang led his troops to set off, and in the morning in the Dabie Mountain area, the sun still rose as usual, but before he could go far, the sky was overcast.

Drip!

Zhang Zhongliang, who was sitting in the Ural truck, stretched out his hand, and suddenly felt a cold hand, like a drop of water. Retracted his hand and looked at it, and sure enough, there was a small drop of water in the palm of his hand.

"It's raining, it's in trouble." Zhang Zhongliang frowned. Rain means that the roads become muddy, making it harder to walk, and cars can easily get stuck in mud puddles. However, the boss said that the off-road performance of this car is very good, and I don't know how? Can you handle it?

Now China's roads are still dirt roads, and after a big rain, people can't leave at all, let alone drive, which he has encountered a lot in Germany. As for the country, he really hasn't seen it, and the simplest reason is that there are few cars.

In his intuitive impression, Germany is such a developed country, cars can't drive in the mud, and now even if the car is better, it may not be able to compare with Germany.

The further I went, the heavier the rain became, the drizzle turned into a heavy rain, and the people sitting in the truck were nothing, but the people who drove the jeeps were uncomfortable, even if they were wearing ponchos.

"Whoa~~" Under the heavy rain, the road became more and more muddy, and the car staggered, which made Zhang Zhongliang, who was sitting in the car, a little worried.

The six wheels of the Urals kept splashing with mud, and the car drove forward slowly, even if it drove over the muddy road, it still drove over, except for some shaking, there was no discomfort, but some ease. After all, the Ural-375 was developed by a woolly bear in order to cope with Siberia, and it is needless to say that the cross-country ability is not to mention. Even the almost swampy terrain of Siberia could not stop him, let alone such a small dirt road.

The Urals could easily walk through such mud ground, but the little jeep had some difficulty walking, but it could still walk, but there were some places where it had to be pulled. As for the tank, let's not talk about it, whether it's 59 or 62, you can easily cope with it.