my bright sword career

A [-]-type II-type armored heavy-duty aircraft slowly parked on the runway, and Kinoshita Yu, who was still in shock, staggered off the plane, repeating this sentence in his mouth, "How could this be...how could this be... "

Seeing this, a major accompanying him hurried over to support him, and asked with concern: "Your Excellency, Commander, why don't you go back and rest for a while?"

"No!"

Kinoshita shook his head: "I want to watch the warriors return here in person. I brought them out, so I have to greet them in person."

Shao Zuo stopped talking, he understood what Isamu Kinoshita meant, and the head of his division wanted to count the losses in person.

Soon, a Type [-] fighter jet that was emitting black smoke staggered and almost hit the runway. After bouncing a few times, it staggered towards the lawn and glided for dozens of meters before stopping.

Then two fire trucks roared and rushed over. The firefighters turned on the water taps, and two jets of water sprayed on the fighter plane. At the same time, two medical soldiers also rushed to the cockpit to lift a pilot who was covered in blood.

At the same time, returning fighter planes also began to land, and all the ground crews at the airport rushed to the side of the runway. They looked at the fighter planes that were either in shock or scarred, all bright and dignified.

The ground crew knew that their fighters must have gone through a fierce battle, but these ground crews who just came from Manchuria did not understand how the second division encountered such a powerful enemy to suffer such heavy losses .

The pilots either staggered off the plane or were helped down by the ambulance personnel, but no matter who they were, their faces were extremely ugly, and some even knelt on the ground and cried loudly as soon as they got off the plane.

Today's battle was too tragic. For everyone, today's battle was a nightmare until the last plane parked on the runway after more than 20 minutes.

"37!" A ground crew shouted out with an expression of disbelief. He remembered that there were a total of 126 planes when they set off, but now only one-third of them have returned. What kind of powerful enemy did they encounter? ah?

Suddenly, a bleak voice sang.

"You and I are Sakura at the same time, both open in the courtyard of the military school,
I have already realized that I will thank you immediately, let's scatter calmly for the sake of the country.

You and I are Sakura at the same time, we are both open in the courtyard of the military school,
Flesh and blood are inseparable, so why have to separate.

You and I are cherry blossoms of the same period, blooming in the courtyard of the same air force
Looking up at the sunset that burns like a flame, I can never wait for the landline that you return

You and I are cherry blossoms of the same period, blooming in the courtyard of the same air force
The date of meeting has not yet come, why die before me and leave me..."

The singing quickly changed from a solo to a chorus, and many people couldn't help but burst into tears as they sang.

"Woooooooo..."

A second lieutenant with an arm injury pushed away the doctor who was going to give him an explosive wound, rushed to Isamu Kinoshita, choked up and asked, "Your Excellency, division chief...why did this happen...why did it become like this?"

Kinoshita was sad and speechless. When everyone in the Second Division just transferred from Manchuria to Shanxi, everyone was satisfied and full of confidence in victory. This confidence reached its peak this morning. They were full of confidence, but after only half a day, the mood of the pilots took a 180-degree turn. The Second Pilot Division, which had been invincible since the invasion of China, was defeated.

Although he was extremely sad in his heart, as the head of the division, Isamu Kinoshita still had to do some things.

He walked slowly to the middle of the pilots, stopped and said loudly: "Warriors of the Great Japanese Empire, today's defeat is only temporary. China's comprehensive national strength in terms of industry, economy, etc. is inferior to ours. We can lose once or twice or even Ten times and eight times, but the Liantai Flying Corps lost once and they would never get back up again.

So I beg you here, please give me some more time, after the arrival of the remaining two flying teams of the Second Division and the local supplementary planes, I will fly the planes with you and avenge today’s revenge with my own hands. Send the China Air Force to hell!For His Majesty the Emperor... Please do your best! "

"Onboard!"

"For His Majesty the Emperor!"

I have to say that Kinoshita's morale boosting level is still very good. After he cheered up, there were bursts of shouts and fanatical roars everywhere in the airport, and the eyes of both the pilots and the ground crew showed the strength on their backs. and looks of hatred.

But these Japanese were too happy too early. Just as they were cheering each other up and preparing for revenge in the future, there was a faint roar in the sky, and the people at the airport noticed it.

"Hmm... Where did the plane come from?"

"Don't we still have a plane that hasn't come back?"

Just when everyone was in doubt, the roar became louder, and many people began to peek at each other. The last Japanese soldier on the observation deck put down his binoculars and shouted loudly.

"No...that's the plane of the Chinese people...the Chinese people are coming..."

"Buzzing..."

At this time, the roar became louder, and soon resounded through the sky, and a large group of black spots appeared in people's sight.

Now everyone understood that it was definitely the plane of the Huaxia people, and they chased it in the direction of their retreat.

"boom……"

Accompanied by the noise, everyone dispersed, some ran to the position of the anti-aircraft machine gun on the airport, some ran to the bunker in the distance, and more people ran for their lives in all directions.

Everyone here is dealing with aircraft, and of course they understand that when encountering a sudden bomber group without any precautions, the best way is to disperse and run for their lives.

What?Flying into the air to fight the incoming enemy?
Don't be ridiculous, not to mention that these planes that have just experienced fierce battles have little ammunition or fuel left. Even if they still have ammunition and fuel, it is too late to jump on the plane and take off. The biggest possibility is to become the priority of the bomber fleet. A goal that no experienced pilot would do.

Of course, the first to arrive was still the Stuka dive bomber known as the Death Vulture. When those bombers, which were painted black and swung their wings upside down like seagulls, swooped down from high altitude, bursts of mournful sirens began to sound Over the airport, cluster bombs with a length of 3.86 meters, a diameter of 0.72 meters, and an ammunition capacity of 1000 kilograms were dropped.

These cluster bombs suddenly made a muffled sound when they were more than 100 meters above the ground, and then suddenly changed from one bomb to hundreds of them, scattered in all directions and exploded on the airport of [-] to [-] square meters.

For a time, the entire airport was filled with the sound of explosions and the screams of countless ground crews and pilots who had no time to escape...