Sword life

Chapter 81 Secretly Building an Airport
The Second Brigade was completely wiped out, and half of the disbanded regiment of the Eighteenth Division was also lost. After paying such a high price, the Zijin Mountain position was still standing still. If there is no other way, I am afraid that the next call will be to ask him to apologize. .

He had heard a story about a high official in China who had repeatedly failed in battles. For this reason, he wrote in his memorial that he had been defeated repeatedly and defeated repeatedly.

Noda sneered when he heard it, but now, he desperately needs such rhetoric that can turn things around.

The phone rang, and Noda picked up the receiver, and the slang full of Kyoto taste immediately poured into the eardrums. After 10 minutes, the other side spoke out of breath: "Get ready, don't dishonor the honor of the samurai."

"Hey, please give me another chance. Zhang Gang is good at night raids. As long as I prepare my troops, I will be able to wipe out all Zhang Gang's troops and take down the Zijin Mountain defense line!" Noda sweated and couldn't hold the microphone. Rhetoric, everything to turn things around, all vanished under the threat of death.

"What, why do you still have the courage to say such brazen words in the face of Zhang Gang's repeated defeats? Your incompetence has caused the heroic soldiers of the empire to suffer heavy losses!" The words from the microphone were as cold as a sword and hurt people's hearts .

"Hi, Your Excellency, I am indeed not Zhang Gang's opponent, but I have a heart loyal to the empire. No matter how many times I fail, I will stand up next time and continue to fight against the Night Demon King until I die."

There was no sound on the phone, and Noda sweated in big drops, and the small microphone was as heavy as a mountain, and he couldn't hold it.

"Well, Noda-san, not everyone can have the courage to face the Night Demon King. Your courage is commendable. Just do what you say!"

Dazuo Noda was overjoyed, bowed his head and said, "Hey, I will definitely defeat the Night Stalker and live up to the general's respect for me!"

After making some arrangements, it was already four o'clock in the morning, and Zhang Gang had been fighting non-stop for three days. Even though he had a superhuman physique, he also felt exhausted.

He simply took Wang Zhuo and walked outside the Wulong Mountain Fortress for a walk.

"Captain Wang, last time you said that if you have a plane and a runway, you are willing to be the pilot of the plane."

"Yes, unfortunately, no." Wang Zhuo suddenly stopped talking, and looked at his feet intently. There was a straight and spacious runway at his feet.

"But, the plane!"

At this time, a light hit the end of the road, illuminating a huge monster!
"how can that be!"

Under the light, a huge bomber revealed its true face, more than ten meters long, with both ends of the wings exceeding the road!
"Hey, which country's plane is this? I haven't seen it before!" Wang Zhuo quickly ran under the plane, feeling the size of the plane.

"The Mosquito, the latest British bomber, appeared in my fortress for some inconvenient reason. Now, you can choose to quit, and I will let other pilots participate." Zhang Gang looked at Wang Zhuo and said.

"No, I'm not quitting. At this moment, what is more meaningful than flying a plane to beat up a little devil. I am an air force, and I am willing to use the air force to kill opponents." Wang Zhuo laughed.

"Oh, in this way, we can communicate easily. Listen to me, this plane can fly 450 kilometers with a 2400-kilogram aerial bomb. After you bomb Shanghai, you still have 1800 kilometers. By then, you will be along the coastline. Fly, the Mosquito can fly [-] kilometers per hour, no little devil's plane can catch up with you."

Wang Zhuo's eyes widened when he heard this. This is a plane he has never seen before, with high speed and long range. Compared with it, the little devil's bomber is like a child's toy.

"General Zhang, I mean, if I don't want to run, how much ammo can I hang?"

Zhang Gang flipped through the manual: "You can mount up to four Hercules heavy aerial bombs, one can kill a battleship, but I strongly suggest that you'd better kill those aircraft carriers, the combat power of those gadgets is that of a battleship ten times."

Wang Zhuo nodded to confirm, and then boarded the plane. Several air crew members ran over and loaded heavy aerial bombs.

Zhang Gang followed and told carefully: "Run after throwing away, and fly along the coastline. The cruising speed of the Mosquito plane is 520 kilometers, which is still faster than all the little devil planes."

Wang Zhuo closed the door with a smile, made a gesture of victory, and lowered the control stick. The plane taxied very lightly. Wang Zhuo stepped up the accelerator, pulled up the nose, and took off at the end of the runway. After flying north for a while , and began to fly southeast.

At this time, the night was dark, and the stars all over the sky were like gems, inlaid in the night sky. Looking down from the sky, there were countless bonfires on the ground, reflecting each other with the stars in the sky.

If you drop four heavy aerial bombs at this time, it should be able to kill many little devils.

Wang Zhuo clenched the joystick tightly and continued to fly towards Shanghai without any trembling.

At this time, Noda Osaku, the leader of the 33rd Regiment, who had been ambushing all night, was full of suspicion. Logically speaking, the Ninth Independent Brigade would definitely launch a night attack.

In this case, as long as he takes the 33rd Regiment to deploy everywhere, he can start a battle with the Independent Ninth Brigade on the plain outside the Zijin Mountain.

In a fair contest, the 33rd Alliance will definitely be able to tear their opponents to pieces.

"Captain, do you want to continue to ambush?" the staff officer asked with two dark circles under his eyes.

Noda Colonel was already restless, but after hearing what the staff officer said, his mentality exploded.

What if no one comes? The 33rd Regiment had been fighting for a whole day, and at night they forced themselves to lie in wait for the whole night. Could they continue to attack the next day?
If he couldn't continue to attack, he was being played by Zhang Gang. No matter how important his fellow villagers in Kyoto valued him, they might have to take a samurai sword and send him on the road in person.

Several air leaks slapped them, and the staff officer closed his mouth aggrievedly. If he rested now and let the preparation time for the shelling be longer, the soldiers could get three or four hours of rest, at least they could recover their fighting strength.

"You can't rest. Before dawn is the time when people are the most relaxed. That General Zhang must be hiding there, waiting to give us a fatal blow. Don't slack off, cheer up and make the final effort." Noda said forcefully. , he was like a gambler, betting the last copper coin, waiting for the dealer's flop in despair and anticipation.

(End of this chapter)