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The bomber pilot did not bomb the target, and indeed he could not put all the blame on his head. After all, it is necessary to retrain the piloting of a different aircraft, and it is not necessary to go around the sky twice to become familiar with the operation of the aircraft.

On the other hand, there is the problem of ground crews, although after two years of study, they learned the maintenance of Soviet-style aircraft, which is not the same as the hodgepodge of Fengjun. Because the structure of the aircraft is relatively unfamiliar, the speed of preparation is much slower, not to mention maintenance.

There is also a bomber in the library that is more advanced than the Junkers K53, that is, the Portez 33 bomber, which can carry one 100 kg bomb and two 50 kg bombs, which is much more powerful than a mortar, and can be said to be the most advanced model in the Fengjun Air Force, and it is also at the leading level in the world.

But no matter how advanced it is, it is useless, even if this kind of French aircraft can take off and land, as long as the maintenance cannot keep up, it will become a "ground machine" in the warehouse after a few times!

"Let the maintenance team find out the situation of Potez as soon as possible, and we must form combat effectiveness as soon as possible."

"Buzz!"

Twelve Junkers K53s slowly rose into the sky, and only six could have taken off. But Qin Lang ordered to select machine-gun shooters from the First Army. Not only must a person be strong, but he must also be agile, and more importantly, he must be able to shoot the machine gun accurately.

After selecting dozens of people, they were trained in assault before it was decided who would be the backseat shooter of the bomber. They don't need to fly planes anyway, as long as they can protect their backs and throw mortar shells as required.

The 7.62 machine gun in the back seat of the K53 has been replaced with a two-barreled Type 28 general-purpose machine gun in parallel. The low altitude temperature and the airflow during flight also helped to dissipate heat, and the barrel cooled down in a matter of minutes, but the machine gun was not powerful enough.

Zhong Cheng's specialty is still firearms, large-caliber artillery is not good at all, and even the 20mm aircraft gun has to be redesigned. So Qin Lang gave him another task, to develop a 12.7mm aviation/vehicle-mounted machine gun, the reference object is the Browning A1919 machine gun, which is best finalized within two to three months. By that time, the anti-aircraft fire of the aircraft would not have been so weak.

"I hope I can complete the mission this time!"

The 4 Yi 3s in the sky have been lined up, and from a distance, they look like a 7 written diagonally. They kept circling, covering the other fighters to take off.

Because there were only eight Yi 3 on hand, Zhu Bingwen, who had no choice but to do so, picked eight Fokker D.X6 models in better condition. To be honest, this aircraft is much stronger than the Yi 3, but the ground crew is still exploring the relevant technology, and it will take a lot of time to understand it all.

The young marshal still has a vision, although he likes to do a little bit of everything, but the Fokker D.X6 and Portez 33 are well chosen. In addition, the airport has also placed relevant machinery and materials, which can be produced as long as the matching machines are used.

Airplanes in these days are made of steel pipes, wood, and canvas, and the most important thing is the engine. Qin Lang definitely can't make it, after all, Cheng Facai's design team is still very immature.

"Buzz!"

The formation of bombers is not the same as that of fighters, they are still in a three-plane formation. By the time they reached an altitude of 3,000 meters, the 12 bomber crews formed a tight formation. This is a "box-shaped formation" formulated by Qin Lang, and what is needed is to be able to cover each other with rear-firing machine guns.

The fighter formation also approached, and they placed a formation above the bombers, on the left and right, and then flew towards the Kwantung Army headquarters.

"Buzz!"

The sound of the engine resounded in the blue sky, and even the people on the ground were attracted to it. Even the soldiers on both sides forgot to shoot and stared blankly at the mighty fleet of planes in the sky.

"It's too dense, is this commander a chick?"

There was also a circle of people on the ground who also stopped to watch, although they were all dressed in civilian clothes. However, judging from the straight waist, it is clear that they are a group of soldiers.

"Air combat is not about the more planes, the better, when have foreigners ever put up a four-plane formation. When the time comes, you don't have to go to war, you knock yourself down! ”

"But no, look at those bombers, they are so densely crowded, if the Japanese planes chase and attack, they can't dodge at all, they can only become live targets!"

"What kind of Red Army northward detachment is the bandits sent by Hunan and Jiangxi, a group of mud-legged people who can't read big characters, relying on them to fight against the Japanese invaders, it's a pity that our planes are gone!"

This group of people was Fengjun's air force, and after receiving the order to retreat, they left Mukden and prepared to rush to Jinzhou. However, the road has been tightly blocked, and now it is only possible to walk.

"Phew, what's wrong with someone else being a bandit? At least others dare to go to the devil desperately, you dogs, usually eat us, wear ours, and run faster than us in the fight, do you want to be ashamed? ”

At this moment, an old man in the crowd scolded with a cane.

"Old man, we also received orders ......."

"Phew!"

The old man didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking, and took another sip.

"If you lie to children, they won't believe it. Look at your clothes, aren't you afraid to die and run away! See, it's your chief who is blocking the road, and dozens of cars are his belongings. What kind of nest goods, there are what kind of nest soldiers. I'm also old, otherwise I'd rather go to the bandits and fight the Oriental devils to death, and I'm better than you guys! ”

Hearing the old man's words, several of the soldiers stopped.

"Mom, I'm not leaving. If Fengtian City doesn't hit us with a shot, we will throw it away, if those Oriental devils fight Jinzhou again, do we have to run to the gate again? Lao Tzu's family is still in the northeast, and he can't throw them away. ”

"Lao Shuai was originally a bandit, so what if Lao Tzu joined the bandits, as long as he fights Oriental devils!"

"I won't stop those who want to go south, and those who want to go north will go with Lao Tzu."

In an instant, the whole team was divided into two parts, but the group to the south was getting fewer and fewer people.

"Gao Zihan, aren't you going north with us?"

A young man in the crowd shook his head and said:

"The young marshal is still in the pass, and now that the situation has become so corrupt, I decided to follow him!"

Someone snorted coldly and said:

"Now burning a cold stove can be glorious and rich, but Lao Tzu is not rare. Let's go, let's go to the bandits now, they can't fly, we will teach, and sooner or later we will drive the Oriental beasts out of this sky. ”

But at this moment, someone shouted:

"The devil's plane is coming!"

Everyone raised their heads nervously, and sure enough, black dots appeared in the sky on the other side. They are lined up in a neat formation, and from the bottom they look like isosceles triangles drawn by a ruler. The faces of the group of pilots of the Northeast Army turned white all of a sudden.

"This is the elite of the devils, and the pilots of the Red Army are going to suffer."