Anti-Japanese Jedi Player

Chapter 324 Aircraft
A twin-engine reconnaissance plane flew away staggeringly, carrying two billowing black smoke, sparks could still be seen faintly, and it was not known whether it could fly back to the airport.

"Let you chase me..."

"The engine exploded"

Looking at the plane going away, Luo Yun curled his lips.

He didn't take the blame for this plane. It exploded by itself, and he didn't fire a single bullet.

Withdrawing his gaze, Luo Yun shook off the sand all over his body.

The yellow sand in the desert is as fine as dust, which is different from the roughness of river sand. This kind of fine sand is not suitable for building houses. When the breeze blows, it will rise up with the wind and fly all over the sky. Under the blazing sun in the desert, it is indeed beautiful from a distance. Dazzling, but getting close is a kind of torment.

It's the same even for someone as extraordinary as Luo Yun.

No matter who it is, it will not be easy to be covered in yellow sand.

bah bah bah...

He spit out the fine sand in his mouth, poured a few sips of clear water, tilted his head, and patted his ears. The fine grains of sand flowed out from the pinna, and then he patted the other ear repeatedly. Only then did Luo Yun feel better.

He was run over the desert by dozens of planes just now, and his whole body was filled with dust inside and out.

"Okay, I remember this rivalry, this matter is endless"

Luo Yun was very angry.

"I can't fight you alone, but an enemy's enemy is a friend. Although I don't want to have too much involvement with those people, but well, I will still give you equipment."

"hum"

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German military base in North Africa.

It has been more than two months since the last victory over the British and American coalition forces, and now the German army is living happily.

There is food, drink and shelter, and there are 10,000+ coolies to help with the work.

The order from the German High Command was to stay on the spot, guard against attacks from Britain and the United States, protect themselves, and then wait for further orders. After all, the mainland is doing its best to deal with the bear in the north, and there is not enough supplies to transport, so this part of the army can only be let To drag out living.

If you can't feed the horses, you can't let them run.

Without combat missions, the North African Army would train every day, engage in greening, eat and drink very leisurely.

So the question is, there is no local supplies, where does the food and drink come from?
Of course, it was General Fox's request. The supply convoy was provided by Britain and the United States, and the amount was controlled every day, although it was only food and drink.

as an old fox.And it's the kind that's old and strong.

How could he just sit and wait for death?With 10,000+ captives in hand, they grasp what Yingmei wants. With 10,000+ captive quota, Yingmei can only give what they want under pressure, obediently like a parent who has no choice but to spoil his son.

A bitter tear!

And just today, this base ushered in a new batch of supplies, which were very weird, very weird.

"Boss, there seems to be a reflection over there"

A vigilant soldier held up his binoculars and noticed some reflections in the distance.

Although life is comfortable, there must be some vigilance. After all, Yingmei couldn't think about it that day when they couldn't keep everything. They didn't want to send supplies, and they might send shells and bullets instead.

"Reflection? Go and have a look"

Still the scout captain.

At this time, he was smoking an American cigarette, drinking frozen Coke, wearing a helmet and sunglasses, and looked so cool.

Afterwards, several scouts walked towards the distance at a pace that their relatives did not recognize.

It's not that they are not vigilant, but that it is noon at this time, and it is noon in summer. Although the terrain in the distance is flat, it is very suitable for troops to garrison and march, but the weather is forty degrees.

There is no such thing as an attack in broad daylight under forty-degree weather.

If there is such a stupid enemy, then, come a little more, and the heavy artillery division will fire a few salvos of cannons to make you a man.

“This desert is really difficult to walk”

Stepping deep and shallow in the desert, several scouts complained in unison.

The soft yellow sand road is extremely unsuitable for walking. People's feet are too small, and the pressure under their feet is very high. If you step on it, even the slightest force will sink your foot deeply, and it will take a long time to pull it out.

"It would be great if there were planes. If we had planes for surveillance, we wouldn't need to work so hard every day for manual vigilance."

A scout soldier complained.

"Just dream, unless the British send a bunch of planes over now"

"You also need aircraft fuel, lubricants, and spare parts, otherwise it's useless"

Everyone chattered for a while, fantasizing enviously.

"Don't dream, it was an emergency before, and the opponent had to use it when the technology should not be mature, so we took advantage of it. Now that the war in North Africa has subsided, even if they want to counterattack, they need half a year to prepare. Of course they won't Anxious to transport equipment”

The captain said in a calm tone.

When he spoke, his eyes were looking into the distance, with vigilance.

As scouts, and front-line scouts, they naturally know how the previous British and American equipment came from, although the publicity on the surface was stolen from hidden intelligence personnel in the rear.

But the scouts who had witnessed it couldn't hide it, and naturally informed most of the information. Of course, in their minds, their own country had already developed similar technology, but it was only a little worse than the enemy's.

"It would be great if our teleportation technology is also researched," a scout said in a thoughtful tone.

"Hmph, I guess it's still far away. Tell us it's only a little bit behind Britain and the United States. I'm afraid it's an Atlantic Ocean."

"..."

A group of scouting soldiers were discussing one after another.

Everyone is not a fool, they can still hear the foolishness of the superiors, if it is really developed, this technology will definitely not be covered up.

Not long after, everyone saw an unforgettable scene.

More than 1000 planes were parked neatly and densely in the vast open space, and a large amount of fuel, bombs, and plane parts were piled up all around.Under the scorching sun, the skin of the aluminum alloy aircraft gave off dazzling reflections, which caused overlapping images in everyone's eyes.

“It seems to be all American planes”

They are all old scouts, and they still have some insight.It was obvious at a glance that these were all American planes.

"It's coming again." The corner of the scouting team captain's mouth twitched.

Although it is a good thing, they can always pick up equipment, but this makes the captain feel a little weird. In a word, this war can be won not because of the strength of the empire, nor the desperate fighting of the army soldiers.

But the enemy is too stupid!
Pig teammates with Italian pasta are not afraid, because the enemy is not even as good as pigs, at least pig teammates will not give weapons and ammunition to others, and the enemy needs to capture them.

"Could it be that the person in charge of transporting the supplies on the other side is one of our people?" A soldier said blankly, otherwise he couldn't explain why the supplies could be transported to such a short distance.

"Whatever, tell the pilot behind to come and receive the equipment." A soldier curled his lips, the process and movements were very skilled.

(End of this chapter)