The Old Man of the Anti-japanese War is a Devil

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if they sneak attack in the middle of the night and catch the Soviet army by surprise, it is impossible to complete these tasks. The Soviet army has a larger number of anti-aircraft artillery units, and more advanced fighter jets will attack them immediately. Fight back.

"I know it may be difficult, but I trust you."

After a pause, he continued: "Next, I will have someone load high explosives into your fighter planes. When the time comes for your fighter planes to stand up, you only need to rush to the target on the ground."

what?

The faces of the devil staff officers in the rear all changed. This is a suicide attack.

The faces of the devil staff officers in the rear all changed. This is a suicide attack.

In an instant, many devils thought of Nogi Nozomi, who was called General Roudan.

At that time, during the Russo-Japanese War, the Lushun devils in China attacked Lao Maozi and competed for a highland called 203.

At that time, the Russian army was defending the 203 Heights, and even put the Maxim-style heavy machine gun, which was the dominant level at that time, on the fortifications.

However, Nogi Xidian is not afraid, he can charge 6 devils with him, and the fight is a terrible one. In less than a week, 6 devils became 3, and even Nogi Xidian's two sons were killed in battle.

However, Nogi Xidian still launched a suicide attack, and even organized [-] death squads with white cloths on their heads to charge. Of course, these actions all ended in failure.

Since then, Nogi Nozomi has become famous.

And Ji Dong's fighting method proposed at this time is similar to Nogi Xidian's using human life to fill it up, so how can these devils' staff not worry?

However, Ji Dong didn't seem to see the strange expressions of those devil's staff officers. He just stared at the devil's pilots and asked loudly: "I just ask, are you afraid? Are you willing to die for His Majesty the Emperor and the Japanese Empire? "

"Not afraid."

"Not afraid."

These devils roared loudly, and some people may have hesitated, but on this occasion, if you say you are afraid or unwilling, the result will not be much better than dying in battle. After all, in this period, if you are unwilling to serve the emperor, then Definitely a dead end.

". ¨Yoxi."

Lin Yi nodded in satisfaction, "You are worthy of being the real warriors of the empire. The empire will take care of your family. You can rest assured. You will leave a suicide note later."

"Hi."

"Then, from now on, you'll be called Kamikaze."

Lin Yi's voice continued to ring out, "All of you must know that Kamikaze is the god of the empire. You saved the Kwantung Army and turned the tide, and you deserve the title of Kamikaze."

"Thank you, Chief."

The devil pilots spoke and were very satisfied. After being brainwashed by militarism, these guys actually value honor very much.

Also as Ji Dong said, kamikaze has a special meaning in the hearts of devils.

During the Yuan Dynasty of China, in 1274 and 1281, the Eastern (Qianma's) conquest was carried out against the devils. However, the sudden typhoon at sea caused the loss of the Yuan Dynasty's fleet and the Eastern Conquest failed.

From then on, the devils believed that it was the "Kamikaze" set off by the ghost of Emperor Shenmu that repelled the Yuan army and saved them from the fate of being destroyed by the Yuan Dynasty. Special nouns.

"Very well, now we are all disbanded, go to dinner, and write your suicide notes."

"Hi."

Just to be on the safe side, Ji Dong also prepared high-purity ice/poison for these ghost pilots. After all, ice/poison can stimulate the human spirit and make people fall into a state of excitement. Attacking devil soldiers use.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, and the time was passing by bit by bit. Soon, it was twelve o'clock in the evening, and the attack on Lao Maozi led by Jizi soldiers was about to begin. .

Chapter 555 Devil Fucks Old Maozi ([-])

At the same time, Zhukov and several old Maozi generals were sitting around the stove, drinking vodka leisurely, in the headquarters of the Old Maozi Far East Special Army Group.

"The latest information says that the Japanese wear steel plate personally came to the front line in the Far East."

when.

Zhukov put down his wine glass, "It's a good name, and it wears steel plates every day. However, for such a small thing as their little devils, I'm afraid they can't even pierce the cardboard, and they return the steel plate."

"The commander is right."

"Hahaha."

Immediately, the old men burst into laughter.

"However, it was a bit of a real skill to fight in steel that day." Zhukov grabbed a peanut, peeled it off, and threw it into his mouth. "In the battle of Vladivostok, we can't underestimate him, let the troops keep..."

boom.

Before Zhukov finished speaking, there was a violent explosion, followed by a burst of shaking. The wine bottle on the table couldn't bear it, and it smashed to the ground with a bang.

Swish.

Zhukov and the others got up and strode towards the door.

"what happened?"

Ding Deng Deng.

A colonel ran over, "Report, it's the devil's fighter plane that just dropped a bomb."

Fighter?

A sneer appeared on Zhukov's face, "It seems that I overestimated that day-wearing steel plate, huh, how dare you come out with their battered fighter planes for night raids?"

In fact, it’s no wonder that Zhukov and others are so contemptuous. Today’s fighter jets are not equipped with radar or satellite navigation. Everyone is blind at night. Flying an airplane is similar to flying a submarine. When it's time to throw the bombs blindly and leave quickly.

"Go ahead and put out all the lights at once, fire."

"Yes."

"Also, let the anti-aircraft artillery units pay attention to vigilance."

"Yes."

Zhukov gave the order, but did not let the fighter jets take off to intercept them. It was all useless work. Even if the fighter jets took off at night, they were basically blind. It is refitted from a twin-engine, two-seat large fighter.

Da da da.

Soon, the roar of anti-aircraft guns rang out, and bullets rushed towards the night sky, and the intensive screaming sound completely broke the silence of the night.

Slap!

Totally messing around!

These old-haired anti-aircraft artillerymen can't see anything in the night sky. Anyway, they just fire (cafc) at once. They have to show some performance. What if the blind cat meets a dead mouse?

call.

what?

What the hell!

Seeing a large group of black shadows falling down, the old Maozi's anti-aircraft artillerymen all stared wide-eyed, their faces full of excitement, this luck is no one, these random shots, they really shot down One.

call.

Getting closer!

Only then did these old men realize that something was wrong. The fallen Devil fighter plane didn't catch fire or smoke at all.

"Quick, fire."

"Quick, give me a glance."

There was a loud roar.

"Die, ahaha, long live the Great Japan/Empire."

In the cockpit, the devil pilot was yelling, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was full of strange excitement, as if he didn't know that after a few breaths, he was about to crash, and even his whole body would be destroyed. won't stay.

In the face of death, no matter how brave people are, they will hesitate again, but with ice/poison, it is different. The nerves are so excited that these ghost pilots don't know what it means to be afraid.

call.

call.

The speed of the fighter plane is getting faster and faster. At this height, the devil pilots can already see the buildings on the ground, which is his target, the old Maozi's suspected headquarters.

This?

Even Zhukov and other old Maozi senior generals were a little frightened. They had seen people carrying grenades to die together, but he hadn't seen people flying planes to die together.

luxury!

So extravagant!

You know, building a fighter plane and training a pilot will definitely cost a lot.

Da da da.

At this time, Lao Maozi's anti-aircraft artillery unit opened fire, trying to blow up the Devil's fighter plane in the air, but it was already too late.

boom.

The speed of the entire fighter plane was not the slightest, and it slammed straight down. There was a deafening explosion, and a huge fireball instantly rose into the sky, like a small mushroom cloud, dispelling the night.

dong dong dong.

The burning wreckage of the fighter plane fell like hailstones towards the surroundings.

Whoa, whoa!

All the nearby houses collapsed at this moment, and countless smoke and dust filled the air. Those old soldiers didn't even make a scream, they were just swallowed by the explosion, and those who were a little farther away could still leave behind a scorched body. The bloody corpse, which happened to be nearby, just disappeared.

dong dong.

Zhukov, who was running away, was also directly knocked to the ground. Looking back, looking at the messy, still burning explosion site, his eyes couldn't help showing a look of horror.

"Commander, Commander."

A few old men rushed over and helped Zhukov up.

"I'm fine."

After saying a word, Zhukov took a deep breath, "Notify all the troops to alert the mid-air and places/places that the anti-aircraft artillery troops cannot take care of, and organize machine guns to shoot into the air."

"Yes."

Huh, huh.

At this time, the sound of breaking through the air came again, and Zhukov's face changed suddenly as he saw the black shadow falling from the night sky, "Notify everyone, evacuate the headquarters."