The Sword of Swords is a Guard for Kong Jie

"Baga...how could this be..."

The captain realized something was wrong before he even started attacking, he frowned and muttered to himself.

"Why does the Eighth Route Army still have such fierce anti-aircraft firepower?"

"team leader……"

At the same time, the report of a squadron leader under his command came from the radio.

"The anti-aircraft fire from the ground is stronger than before. The Eighth Route Army must have hidden its strength in the battle just now. We were fooled!"

The captain thought it was right, and bit the bullet and ordered: "If you are fooled, you must continue to attack the ground... Otherwise, the fighter planes you lost just now will be lost for nothing..."

"While the ground air defense firepower is being disrupted by us, continue to attack the Eighth Route Army on the ground."

"Your Excellency the Commander strictly orders: The Aviation Brigade paralyzes the convoy of the Independent Regiment at all costs and prevents them from returning to the base of the wing..."

"Continue to attack..."

"Use the fastest speed to drop the aerial bombs brought on the Eighth Route Army."

After he finished speaking, he also drove the fighter plane towards the ground.

"Weng buzzing..."

The roar of the engine kept ringing in his ears, and the sound was getting louder...meaning that the horsepower of the plane had been maximized.

Keep your eyes on the front, hold the aircraft joystick tightly with both hands, and constantly adjust the angle of the aircraft's dive, avoiding the air defense fire net of the Eighth Route Army on the ground, and at the same time aiming at an air defense position that you are about to attack.

When there are 200 meters away from the ground, decisively press the bomb release button, and at the same time pull the aircraft control lever, drive the aircraft to climb at a super high altitude, and rush out of the air defense firepower network as soon as possible...

The captain was lucky, except for two rows of holes drilled in the wings by bullets, the fighter plane did not suffer any fatal injuries.

After climbing to a high altitude and only circling once, the team leader stared at the second air defense position of the Eighth Route Army.

The deafening roar of the engine rang again...

"boom……"

An anti-aircraft shell suddenly exploded right in front of the fuselage, black smoke scattered, and dozens of shell fragments troubled the surroundings at a very high flying speed.

One of the fragments went right into the engine.

A puff of black smoke came out of the engine at the same time, and the fuselage began to uncontrollably, dangling in the air.

The captain's face suddenly turned pale, and he desperately clenched the joystick, trying to stop the plane from vibrating, but it was useless.

"Bang bang bang..."

A series of metal impact sounds reached the captain's ears again, and several anti-aircraft machine gun bullets whizzed towards him, making close contact with the fuselage abruptly.

A bullet hit the windshield, instantly made a hole in it, got into the cabin, and hit the captain's shoulder blade.

The powerful lethality directly tore off half of the captain's shoulder, and blood splattered everywhere...

"Baga... ah..."

The screams came from the captain's mouth immediately, his right hand lost strength due to a shoulder injury, and only his left hand was left to operate the plane.

"boom……"

The devil's captain was obviously targeted by ground anti-aircraft guns.

While you are sick, I will kill you.

He planned to take advantage of the black smoke from the plane's engine to destroy him in one fell swoop.

A second anti-aircraft shell exploded again, closer to the aircraft than the previous one.

The plane that was just emitting black smoke just now turned off in the explosion.

Faced with this situation, the Heavenly King Lao Tzu couldn't save the captain even if he came, he could only watch his car smash to the ground.

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Seeing more than 20 little devil planes above his head attacking the ground together, Huang Yu was also so nervous that his back broke out in cold sweat.

There are too many devils and planes, but there are only twenty air defense positions. If you defend against one, you can't defend against that.

Every time I hear the aerial bomb explode on the ground, my heart feels like a knife has been pierced, and I can't help but feel the pain.

His fists were clenched.

"Good fight...the air defense force took down another plane..." Wei Dayong was so excited that he jumped up from the ground when he saw the captain's car hit the hill and exploded.

Tan Keqiang suddenly said: "Leader... the little devil's plane is about to retreat..."

"They stay in the air for a limited time, and if they don't leave, they won't be able to fly back to the airport!"

Huang Yu ordered with a sullen face: "Let the air defense force hurry up and try to beat down two more planes..."

After 5 minutes, the battlefield completely returned to tranquility, and all the planes that were not destroyed retreated and disappeared on the battlefield.

Hundreds of fighters from the assault battalion shuttled back and forth between various air defense positions, rescuing the wounded...

There is a busy scene everywhere.

I don't know how long it took, the air defense battalion commander Tan Keqiang returned to Huang Yu with his head down: "Regimental commander..."

"The battle damage has been counted..."

"A total of twenty air defense positions, only five air defense positions have not been attacked."

"Six of the air defense positions were hit by aerial bombs and suffered a devastating blow. Not a single soldier came back to repair them."

"The remaining nine air defense positions were severely damaged, with over [-]% casualties and [-]% equipment lost."

Huang Yu had expected this result.

In the air defense battle just now, at least [-] aerial bombs fell on each air defense position, and an average of three aerial bombs could be allocated to two air defense positions.

The loss must have been great.

But after actually hearing the casualty data, Huang Yu was still so frightened that he didn't say a word for a long time.

After calming down, he stared at Tan Keqiang and asked, "How many planes did the troops destroy in total?"

When it comes to the results of the battle, Tan Keqiang, as if he had changed himself, said proudly: "Destroyed 19 planes, damaged seven planes, and only ten planes left the battle intact."

"Many of those damaged planes must have made it past the airport."

"I estimate that at least 25 planes were lost in this battle!"

Huang Yu's face obviously became better, looking at the burning plane wreckage not far away.

"Kill two air squadrons of the little devil in one battle."

"Even if Gangcun Ningci's family has a big business, these losses are enough for him to be heartbroken for a long time.

"It can also deter the little devil's airmen to a large extent, so that they don't dare to attack us as unscrupulously as before..."

Wei Dayong then rushed over and reported hesitantly: "Regiment leader..."

"The loss of the fleet has been counted..."

"31 transport vehicles were destroyed in the air strike. Most of the weapons, ammunition and military equipment pulled on the vehicles were destroyed, and less than [-]% were preserved."

"Fortunately, the driver and the co-pilot evacuated the transport vehicle in advance, otherwise we would have lost dozens of valuable drivers."

Huang Yu was very heartbroken, but he didn't show it. He met Wei Dayong's gaze and began to give orders!

"Immediately disperse the good equipment on the bombed car and the undestroyed weapons and ammunition to other transport vehicles."

"We're leaving in 10 minutes..."

"The air defense battalion immediately cleaned up the battlefield and prepared to assemble and retreat..."

"Ningji Gangcun lost more than 20 planes at once. It will definitely take time to digest this bad news. He should not send planes to bomb us in a short time."

"The army must hurry up and walk a little longer, and we will be safe when we return to the base area."

(End of this chapter)