Anti-Japanese Jedi Player

Chapter 326 (Word Count Chapter...)

Over the desert, dozens of planes flew by, diving and climbing non-stop, and some were circling dogfights non-stop, accompanied by dense smoke, and at the same time there were bursts of airborne machine gun sounds.

Dive and shoot, hover, cover each other, take high ground...

After a few 10 minutes of shooting, more than a dozen planes fell, and another dozen planes left with sparks and billowing smoke.

There are more than a dozen umbrella flowers falling in the air, some flying to the left and some flying to the right, each flying back to the rescue team on the ground of their own camp.

Each goes back to his own house, each find his own mother.

"It's unlucky to be bitten by a guy"

A downed German pilot said dejectedly.

Although the two sides have been fighting for more than ten days, he is still not proficient in aircraft. Many flying skills are very immature, and he cannot perfectly display his strength. Because of this flaw, he was shot down by the enemy this time. .

"It's okay, continue tomorrow, anyway, there are plenty of planes in the hangar"

The rescue soldiers on the side pulled the pilot up from the desert, patted the sand on his back, and comforted him.

Although I don’t know where the planes behind come from, but well, there are more than 1000 planes, enough fuel and parts, even if the war lasts for half a year. After all, this is a desert area. Their power here will not be too much.

As long as people are okay.

After reassurance, the pilot was visibly refreshed, talking and laughing with everyone.

After rescuing the pilot, several people hooked their shoulders, chatted about various gossips in the base recently, and ran to the rear base in a jeep.

On the other side, the British and American coalition forces also rescued the pilots on their side.

Few pilots would kill the enemy's skydiving pilots. In addition, the planes on both sides have large-caliber machine guns, and their damage capabilities are not strong. Many pilots whose planes were shot down were able to parachute and escape in time.

Therefore, today's battle seems to be quite large-scale. Both sides lost more than fifty aircraft, but only a dozen pilots were killed in battle. This is the combined number of both sides.

Unlike the beaming on the German side, this side is obviously very downcast. As for the reason, this battle is really tormented.

It's not that the enemy is strong, but that the plane the enemy flies is too weird. The enemy flies the plane on his own side, and it is the most advanced plane.

"Hey, what kind of battle is this fighting?"

"The enemy's planes are all our new models, and we haven't even used them yet, but the enemy has started to use them."

A rescued British pilot sighed.

This is the biggest blow to British and American pilots, and it can be called a fatal blow.

A fatal blow to morale, think about it, you are working hard on the front line, not to mention the blessings of the people in the rear, and you will be blocked, providing supplies to the enemy and providing weapons to the enemy, although everyone knows in their hearts that this must be the enemy through various methods. However, no matter how powerful the enemy is, that's another matter. Isn't it too costly for you to have so many teammates?

A few planes were stolen, and dozens of planes were stolen. This is acceptable, but hundreds of planes, with a lot of parts and fuel, is too much!

They are not afraid of suffering or tiredness, but this is really unacceptable.

"Who knows what those trash in the back are doing"

A rescue soldier curled his lips in a disdainful tone.

"Tanks have been stolen, trucks have been stolen, cannons have been stolen, and now even the latest planes are being stolen, that's amazing"

"Maybe all the idiots behind us were infiltrated by the Germans."

Having said this, the soldier bristled with anger, his eyes fixed on the rear.It looked like he wanted to kill all the logistics officers behind him.

Everyone responded to his anger.

There is no way, I really can't bear it.

They are working hard here, fighting with the enemy with real knives and guns. It’s fine if you don’t help, it’s fine if you are greedy behind, and it’s fine if you do things quickly.

After all, there are enemy submarines in the Atlantic Ocean, and the transportation routes are dangerous, and they all know it.

But, don't give our own weapons to the enemy, even if we give them, can we give them to those who are behind?If it doesn’t work, why don’t you give it to us first and then to the enemy?
The aggrieved hearts of the people are simply indescribable.

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Republic of China.

Late at night.

Somewhere in the Japanese naval base.

boom···

boom···

Two earth-shattering explosions sounded one after the other, the first one was a bang, and the carrier violently roared, and the second one was violent, carrying the creaking and twisting sound of steel.

Immediately afterwards, there were two more explosions, which were much smaller than the first one.

"Enemy Attack, Enemy Attack"

"Baga, what happened?"

"Be alert, be alert!"

Following bursts of screams, the small base suddenly boiled up, the searchlights were turned on, and many devils came from all over the place and gathered at the warship.

Looking at the warship in front of them, all the devils and naval officers stared wide-eyed, their mouths were stuck open and could not be retracted for a long time.

What did they see?
On the side of a heavy cruiser, a bullet hole piercing through the entire warship appeared in the center of the hull. The pipes in the oil-fired boiler were clearly visible, the huge chimney had been broken and collapsed, and the huge main shaft of the engine was directly interrupted.

There is also a smaller bullet hole that runs through the bow of the ship, tearing the front 203mm heavy artillery seat and ammunition depot, but fortunately it did not detonate the ammunition depot.

If it wasn't near the port, then the warship should have sunk to the bottom of the sea.

Nearby, frantically flashing searchlights were scanning around, checking for suspicious situations over and over again. Many devil soldiers ran out of the barracks and searched around along the port, and many motorboats also searched around along the river.

"This should be a cannon"

"And it's a heavy gun. Judging from the caliber, it may be a sixteen-inch heavy gun."

An elite devil navy squinted his eyes, looked at the bullet holes running through the warship, and spoke with affirmative tone.

Everyone was stunned. Sixteen-inch, that is, cannons of more than [-] millimeters. Only a few countries are capable of producing heavy artillery of this level, and most importantly, cannons of this level weigh at least fifty tons to one hundred tons.

Combined with the fact that the bullet holes in front of him had already penetrated deeply, small-bore cannons could be ruled out without hesitation, that is to say, they must be long-barreled [-]-inch heavy cannons, and a single cannon weighed at least ninety tons.

"But, where did the enemy come from?"

A ghost frowned and looked around blankly.

This is a port close to the sea, and they only parked one warship, and there are a large number of soldiers stationed nearby. The ten-mile radius is a safe zone. It is absolutely impossible for a ninety-ton cannon to appear quietly. here.

(End of this chapter)