The fleet of planes flying in the sky was as usual with more than 30 planes on the Japanese side, while the fleet in the northwest was only a little over 20 planes. It's just that the fleet in the northwest looks more ferocious.

"Attention to the squads, it's the Blood Eagle, Fujina, Peach Nine and me, you are responsible for seizing the high position and containing the Blood Eagle with me!" The Japanese pilot in charge of the lead, Shenmu Sikong, suddenly changed his face when he saw a plane piloted by the other party.

"Pay attention to the combat formation, we are few in number, seize the height, rookies pay attention, don't be alone, don't ask you to shoot down enemy planes, and ensure that you survive. Red wolf, cooperate with me, at eleven o'clock, the enemy plane, responsible for covering me. Xiao Yun's slightly hoarse voice sounded in the communicator.

"Roger!"

Almost at the same time as the order was given, Xiao Yun pulled the operating stick, and the Feilong 5 fighter under the seat quickly relied on the strong pull of the Feilong to quickly climb higher. seized a favorable position, and then suddenly took advantage of the altitude advantage to dive downward, without any tricks, complete speed and climb advantage, facing the opposing Japanese aircraft until approaching a rather dangerous distance, da-da

Although some models of the Wyvern have been equipped with machine guns, Xiao Yun still likes the heavy and fast impact sound of the large-caliber machine gun. The brisk rhythm seems to have a kind of magic that makes people can't help but immerse themselves in it.

Rumble!

One of the Japanese fighters was blown up in the air.

"Kill him!" The extremely angry Shenmu Sikong outflanked him from different directions with two other Japanese planes.

However, Xiao Yun's seat frame still maintained a high-speed diving posture. All the way down. The three planes of Shenmu Sikong were in the shape of a zigzag and flanked a lifelike blood eagle pattern plane above Xiao Yun.

Da-da-da

The wingman, codenamed Red Wolf, fired two strings of harassing bullets, so that the three Japanese planes responsible for outflanking the back did not dare to chase too unscrupulously. Just a moment when the iron triangle of the Japanese army was slightly sluggish. The enemy plane, painted with the Blood Eagle pattern, had briskly glided out of the effective range of the Japanese plane's pursuit. And the red wolf only restrained and harassed for a while, and walked away from a few Japanese planes.

Shenmu Sikong saw the blood eagle flying back and forth in the air, and his eyes were gloomy. The 97th shot down. He was also the number one super ace pilot on the Asian battlefield at this time. Note that this is Asia, not an aerial battlefield where hundreds or thousands of planes will obscure the sky and the sun. In Asia, hundreds of sorties of air battles are already quite large. The record of 97 aircraft is almost a record that can make some timid pilots fearful. To be exact, it is now the 98th shot down. As the super trump card of the Northwest Army's propaganda, the other party has been reported after every battle, and these achievements will also appear on the intelligence of the Japanese army. Such a record was also a huge chasm that all Japanese pilots could not cross at this time.

"Well done!"

"Of course! Praying mantis, moth, you two fly so slowly, wait for the Japanese plane to kiss your ass? Xiao Yun's indifferent voice sounded again in the communicator, looking at the clumsy actions of the two young rookies in the team. A kind smile flashed in his eyes. Once upon a time, when he was the wingman of Chen Zhipeng, another ace in the Northwest Air Force, he made several forced landings and made several mistakes. However, his once clumsy rookie has now become a blood eagle in the air that makes enemies smell and change. These rookies in front of him, in the cruel air battlefield, luck may not be as good as him, forced landing a few times can still save a life, when he was in Chen Zhipeng's squadron, he was taken care of by Chen Zhipeng a lot, otherwise he would have been shot down by the Japanese army several times. The growth of every pilot is not easy. Looking back on the immaturity of a year or two ago, I saw these rookies again, because I saw my previous self. He is not capable of protecting all novice pilots. But for some rookies in the squadron, he will try his best to protect them, at least for now, he has not let his wingman suffer casualties.

"The Brothers in Heaven have always fought against the superior Japanese army, and they have never disappointed. We can't let the heavenly brethren look down on it! ”

Below, Tang Yong notified his comrades who went to the battlefield together in the command tank.

"Our reinforcements have arrived, long live the Emperor!" The group of planes in the sky was strangled together, and the Yabe Brigade on the ground saw that the three-wheeled motorcycles hanging the sun flag were the first to appear on the battlefield, as well as the troop transport trucks behind, and when the rolling steel torrent appeared, the Japanese soldiers of the Yabe Brigade suddenly cheered, although Iwasaki Baiden's mood was not good at this time, but for these ordinary soldiers, the appearance of these armored units was still a great help, and now they have the upper hand, with the addition of reinforcements, the upper hand can soon become a big victory. In the current situation, the planes that occupy the majority in the sky may not be able to provide much help, but the addition of these tanks and armored vehicles can play a decisive role.

"Boom!"

With the sound of an explosion, the cheers of the Japanese soldiers came to an abrupt end, and the Japanese soldiers who had not had time to jump off the car fell into the flames at this time.

A low tank, no, it shouldn't be said to be a tank, the other side doesn't even have a turret, and the combat is not flexible, but the appearance of the other side makes all the Japanese soldiers nervous. As active in the Central Plains Theater, they are no strangers to the armored units of the Northwest Army. That's right, this is the sword assault gun of the Northwest Army. Although there is no turret, the long-barreled 75MM gun, when it is pointed at the Japanese army in a black hole, the person facing the cannon seems to feel that his neck is choked by death.

"Damn, I have suffered so many losses at the hands of the Northwest Army, and I am not vigilant, so I was sent over to take risks, and when I go back, I must tell the division commander Yoshishima."

Iwasaki Baiden's heart suddenly fell to the bottom, and the last trace of hope in his heart was ruthlessly shattered at this time. It's just that the matter has come to this point, and I don't have time to complain. It's the right thing to get through this hurdle as soon as possible.

At this time, as the commander of this armored force, Iwasaki Baiden did not hesitate much, and commanded the reinforced Type 97 tank under the seat to meet it without hesitation. The blow to the morale of the entire army was fatal. Naturally, Iwasaki would not make such a low-level mistake.

One, two, three, with a group of Tomahawk tanks, sword assault guns rushed out of the grass, sixteen, not much, but enough to make the Japanese frightened. EVEN IF THE TYPE 97 TANK HAS BEEN STRENGTHENED, THE COMBAT TONNAGE IS ONLY MORE THAN 15 TONS, AND THE TANK GUN HAS BEEN STRENGTHENED INTO A 57MM LONG-BARRELED TANK GUN. It also has a certain lethality against Tomahawk tanks. But at this time, after continuous improvement, the combat tonnage of the Tomahawk tank has reached more than 28 tons, and the follow-up sword assault gun has also reached nearly 25 tons, and the defensive performance is not much worse than that of the Tomahawk tank. WHAT'S EVEN MORE DAUNTING IS THAT THE CREW MEMBERS LED BY TANG YONG, THE ACE TANK DRIVER, ARE ALSO ELITE IN THE ARMORED FORCES, WHETHER IT IS A SWORD ASSAULT GUN OR AN IMPROVED TOMAHAWK, THE CALIBER OF THE MAIN GUN HAS REACHED AN ASTONISHING 75MM.

This caliber is extremely terrifying even for the European battlefield at this time. At least at this time, the tanks of the North-Western Army did not fall behind the Soviet-German tanks.

When the two armored forces collided together, there was no trick or the slightest stop. They are firing at the enemy as fast as they can.

A shell went over the top of the sword assault gun and hit a tree pole the size of a sea bowl in the back. The sturdy trunk could not be carried in front of modern weapons, and in the explosion, the huge tree pole fell, just crushing a Tomahawk tank.

"What a bad luck!" Almost the same depressed voices came from the Japanese tank gunners, as well as from the Tomahawk crew that had been crushed to the ground.

"Despise you, dwarf in the tank troops!"

The Japanese gunner scolded depressedly, although it was not the first time to face the enemy's relatively short and fat assault gun, but every time he fought, the opponent's low body shape, compared with the body shape of the Tomahawk tank, the assault gun was short, and the gunner of the Japanese tank crew sometimes had to go up and down the muzzle when exchanging opponents, which delayed a lot of efficiency in vain, and when it was even more uncomfortable, it was a cannon that had been almost aligned, but because it was a little higher, it failed to hit, and it was not just a shell that was wasted. It's a valuable opportunity to attack.

A tank gun is not a machine gun, and it can shoot out all the ammunition in one swoop. There was a break after a shot, and this short break was enough for the opponent to take him out.

It seems that the number of tank troops on their side is superior, but the real threat to the opponent is still the more than 10 Type 97 tanks, as for the original Type 95 strengthened 47MM long-barreled gun, even in the face of the strong side armor of the Tomahawk battle, it must be close to an astonishing distance to pose a threat to it. But the other party is not stupid, and he will not let them enter such a close distance easily. In terms of combat experience, due to the difference in the survivability of the tanks of the two sides on the battlefield. Often, the tank crew members of the Northwest Army were able to survive longer on the battlefield.

The people who have the most combat experience on the battlefield are often the ones who live the longest on the battlefield. Just like the pilots in the sky. Unconsciously, the virtuous circle brought by the difference in weapon performance to the Northwest Army is accumulating bit by bit.

After all, the tank crew of the Japanese army is also experienced in battle, teaching by word and deed, and there are a large number of deceased comrades-in-arms who have brought them blood, and the lesson that makes the Japanese army extremely helpless is to try to avoid fighting hard with the tanks of the Northwest Army. Rather, it is to concentrate firepower to destroy the Tomahawk first, or the track of the sword assault gun. After the opponent loses the ability to act, it is often the most effective way to concentrate superior firepower to kill the opponent. It is also the smallest exchange ratio.

Soon, the load-bearing wheels of the Tomahawk tank's tracks, which were just crushed by the canopy and affected their mobility, were subjected to two or three shelling in succession. Gao Zhishan had no other way than to scold his mother at this time. No matter how the engine roared, one side of the track and the wheels were crooked, and the body shook a few times, and it was never able to move again.

"Three o'clock square, ninety-seven style, the other party is preparing to fire, quick! Kill him, old horse, immediately after the shelling, drive the tank to the right front of Gao Zhishan, the other side can not withstand the blow. No matter how bad it is, we must create an opportunity for them to escape. Hu: "As a comrade-in-arms who has been together for several years, Tang Yong doesn't want Gao Zhishan, who also saved him, to hang unlucky on the battlefield like this. "Lao Hu, hurry, otherwise Gao Zhishan will really hang up! Gao Zhishan, you bastard, if you can still catch your breath, you will find a chance to escape. ”

"Understood!" The rustling sound of the communicator sounded, and a reply sound that was not loud made Tang Yong breathe a sigh of relief a little.

Although the Japanese army's first shot just now did not directly kill the sword-type assault gun that rushed ahead, it hit it crookedly, but it made Gao Zhishan lie down. It's also a crooked hit.

"Boom!" Under the command of Tang Yong, the powerful blow of the 75MM tank directly blew the turret of a Type 97 tank into the air. The forward-rushing Type 97 tank slid nearly half a meter with a huge inertia, and its hull shook violently. Compared to the sword assault gun in front, it was destroyed after being hit by two Japanese guns. Tomahawk's one-shot killing, and the visual effect was far more shocking than the Japanese shelling.

If the Japanese tank group wants to encircle Gao Zhishan, who has temporarily lost his ability to move, he must first break through the resistance of Tang Yong and other car crew members.

On the other side, Hu Yaoguang also successfully solved another opponent who attacked him. The same cannon disintegrated the opponent's tank, and the L24 tank gun of the Northwest Army was really a bit too powerful for the Type 97 tank with an armor thickness of no more than 30 mm at this time.

However, the tanks of the Northwest Army are not just tanks to deal with the Japanese army, on the other hand, even if Henan under the auspices of Jiang Li has built a large number of roads, and there are several branch lines extended with Longhai Road as the center as the backbone, but in some battlefields, how to transport artillery to the battlefield in time is still a headache. And in this case the Japanese tanks avoided a separate frontal clash with the armored forces of the North-Western Army.

In addition to dealing with the tanks and armored vehicles that were often scattered by the Japanese army, the tank units of the Northwest Army also shouldered the task of assisting the infantry in attack or defense. IN THE PAST, EVEN IF IT WAS A 57MM LONG-BARRELED TANK GUN, ATTACKING SOME OF THE JAPANESE FORTIFICATIONS, MANY TIMES IT WAS A LITTLE MORE THAN ENOUGH AND NOT ENOUGH. AT THIS TIME, THE 75MM TANK GUN EQUIPPED WITH IT WAS ENOUGH TO SOLVE THE CONSIDERABLE DEFENSE OF THE JAPANESE ARMY. After all, the Japanese army has been on the attacking side for a long time, attacking cities and grabbing land all the way, and they have not had too long to build strong fortifications. Some field fortifications, in the face of the already reinforced tanks of the Northwest Army, are often defended more hard. (To be continued.) )