The Sword of Swords is a Guard for Kong Jie

On the battlefield of Yinmagou.

Huang Yu didn't know the deputy commander's evaluation and concerns about him.

Even if I knew, I wouldn't be in the mood to care about these things.

It was already dawn, and the Little Japanese Air Force might attack at any time. As the commander-in-chief of this ambush, he must keep an eye on every corner of the battlefield at all times to prevent accidents from happening.

Commander Kong Jie stood aside and took the initiative to serve as Huang Yu's deputy, assisting him in commanding this air defense ambush.

"Report to the commander, deputy chief of staff... all air defense positions are well disguised..." The commander of the first regiment of the only brigade hurriedly ran to the two men's side.

"With the help of the main force, every soldier participating in the battle dug a two-meter-deep individual bunker, right next to the machine gun position. After being attacked, he could enter the bunker within two seconds at most."

Huang Yu's expression was calm and he asked directly: "Are all the ignition materials for smoking ready?"

"Ready..." the leader of the group replied confidently.

"We removed the tires of large vehicles and cars that were damaged on the battlefield. Their smoke release is the best."

"With the firewood we found, we can last for two hours."

Huang Yu shook his head: "It won't take that long. The battle will be almost over in an hour at most."

"Let the soldiers take the time to rest."

"The troops who perform on the road are also prepared."

"When you hear the roar of the plane, move."

"The air defense troops stood still and could only open fire after receiving orders."

"Either we don't fight, or if we fight, we will kill all the planes sent by Neji Okamura. At the very least, we must severely damage them."

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"Buzzing..."

Less than half an hour after the troops were reorganized, the roar of planes reached Huang Yu's ears from the edge of the sky.

More than 1000 plumes of thick black smoke immediately rose from the tidal flats and mountains on both sides of Yinmagou.

It was nothing at first, but when the black smoke rose to an altitude of 200 meters and slowly spread, the black smoke became one with the black smoke, and the battlefield suddenly changed.

The thick smoke was like a cauldron upside down in Yinmagou, completely covering the sky.

Although the smoke varies from thick to shallow, and there are even many holes, you can clearly see the ground conditions.

However, one of the Little Japanese planes was in high flight status and could not stay in the air. Those holes could only flash in front of them and had no effect.

While Huang Yu stared at the sky, the first batch of little Japanese who came to bomb were frowning and thinking about a solution.

Black smoke enveloped the entire Yinmagou battlefield. Although it could not be said to cover the sky, it still blocked most of their vision.

The road on the ground is only four or five meters wide, and it looks like a line when viewed from an altitude of more than a thousand meters.

If you want aerial bombs to accurately hit artillery and ammunition on the road, dropping bombs at high altitude is like a blind cat hitting a mouse, and the probability of success is very low.

Only by carrying out low-altitude dive bombing can the bombing mission be completed.

But the thick smoke created by the Eighth Route Army was an insurmountable gap.

The smoke is just stuck on the dive path, and only through the smoke can the aerial bomb accurately hit the target.

But no one knows whether there are traps under the smoke, and whether a hasty dive bombing will bring danger to oneself...

Faced with this unknown factor, all the little Japanese aviation soldiers did not know what choice they would make.

"Sir..."

A pilot's report suddenly sounded over the radio communication system...

"I saw the road just now..."

"The Eighth Route Army is moving artillery and ammunition up there..." "They want to use smoke to block our view, cover the ground troops and seize the time to transfer the loot..."

"If the aviation force does not launch an attack, all the equipment and ammunition lost by the 106th Wing will be transferred by the Eighth Route Army..."

Another pilot reported at the same time: "Sir..."

"I also saw the Eighth Route Army moving equipment and ammunition on the road... We must launch an attack as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late!"

Two pilots reported the same thing one after another, indicating that the contents of their reports were true. The squadron leader led by the little devil became anxious on the spot...

Initially, I had some worries and doubts about launching an attack immediately, but after listening to the report from my subordinates, I had no worries at all and ordered immediately.

"The first team launched the attack...the second and third teams continued to patrol at high altitudes and were on alert, ready to join the battle at any time..."

"Weng buzzing..."

The roar of the aircraft engine suddenly became louder, sounding like thunder in the air.

The three planes swooped toward the ground from different directions, like an eagle that found its prey, unstoppable...

Although there was smoke between the two sides, Huang Yu judged the Japanese's next move from the roar of the engine and immediately gave the order.

"The little Japanese planes have started bombing... Get ready to fight..."

"The plane broke through the smoke overhead and rushed to an altitude of 150 meters above the ground. All air defense units opened fire without waiting for my order."

"Weng buzzing..."

The roar of the aircraft engines became louder and louder, which meant that the Little Japanese aircraft participating in the bombing were getting closer and closer to the ground. Although this was not Huang Yu's first time commanding an air defense battle, his hands holding the telescope could not help but tremble when faced with the swooping Little Japanese planes overhead.

"Weng buzzing...wuwuwu..."

The first Little Japanese plane broke through the smoke at high speed and crashed into the ground, then the second one...

When the first plane was preparing to drop a bomb and climb up, the third plane just broke through the smoke and entered the effective range of ground anti-aircraft weapons.

"Boom boom boom... da da da..."

More than 200 anti-aircraft machine guns, heavy machine guns, light machine guns... opened fire together.

The fired bullets immediately created a network of anti-aircraft firepower over the battlefield.

The first plane happened to hit the anti-aircraft fire net.

Maybe it was because the plane was so unlucky.

A large-caliber anti-aircraft machine gun bullet hit the fuel tank. The fuel was instantly ignited, and the flames simultaneously detonated the aerial bombs that had not yet been dropped on the belly of the aircraft..."

"Rumble..."

The infantry is usually out of reach and has no means of counterattack. Just a single anti-aircraft machine gun bullet turns it into parts.

Because the explosion happened so suddenly, the little Japanese pilot didn't even have a chance to escape!
The second plane hit the anti-aircraft fire network at the same time.

He had better luck, but a thick black smoke was still ejected from the fuselage.

The pilot climbed desperately, trying to reach a high altitude and break out of the ground anti-aircraft fire network.

But the plane that was emitting black smoke was completely out of control and crashed into the ground...

"Rumble..."

The moment the fuselage made contact with the ground, a dazzling fireball soared from the ground, and a thunderous explosion sounded on the battlefield at the same time.

The third plane had the best luck and successfully passed through the smoke layer and returned to high altitude. However, one wing was beaten into a sieve and was constantly shaking under the influence of high-speed airflow, and it might break at any time.

Only God knows whether I can make it to the airport.

(End of this chapter)