The War of Resistance

In fact, Shang Zhen was still a little worried.

What he was worried about was not the dozen or so Japanese soldiers who had come to search the house.

The dozen or so Japanese soldiers had already run back, they were fleeing from the planes of the Chinese army.

What Shang Zhen is worried about is that this time his partner's plane will blow up the house if it doesn't see it, right? If it happened that a bomb fell on them, they would really have no place to cry.

But what he was worried about did not happen after all, the roar of the plane in the sky was still there, but the sound of the explosion was gone, followed by the sound of machine guns firing, the sound of machine guns shooting down at the ground from the sky.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Hu Zhuzi didn't react, so he pushed forward from behind.

Hu Zhuzi felt that it was really no fault of his own.

Only a few holes were punched in that wall, and there were only so many people who could stand in front and observe the Japanese army, and the rest of them were all hiding behind.

The people behind couldn't see what was going on outside, but according to the reaction of the people in front, they also found that the situation had changed, so how could they not be curious?

And it wasn't just Hu Zhuzi who moved, the people behind all moved, but it was Hu Zhuzi who squeezed in the front, and when it was over, he went to grab the later big stupid who was looking out through the hole.

"Everyone just stay still, don't make a sound!" Shang Zhen said without turning his head.

As soon as Shang Zhen said a word, the soldiers behind all stopped, but Hu Zhuzi, who had just pushed the big old stupid away, was pushed aside again by the big old stupid with a shake of his arms.

Hu Zhuzi was quite strong among Shang Zhen's group, but he didn't expect that the old man would just shake his arms like that and fool himself.

Tiger people have their own tiger place, and tiger people will not accept it when they see others are tigers than themselves.

"Are you squeezing me?" Hu Zhuzi was not happy.

But before he could say anything else, Shang Zhen in front of him turned his head again and said, "Hu Zhuzi, if you talk again, I'll hang you on the beam!"

Hu Zhuzi raised his eyes habitually, but when he saw that it was Shang Zhen who was speaking, he realized that Shang Zhen was back now, so he closed his mouth.

Hu Zhuzi didn't know it, but just as he was colliding with the big stupid, Old Mao Wang, who was right in front, murmured in Shang Zhen's ear, "This Huwan's leather is a bit tight recently."

If the leather is tight, it must be loose, so why loose? Of course, it loosened after a fat beating.

Of course Shang Zhen understood what Wang Laomao meant, but how could he not know what Hu Zhuzi looked like? That's why he gave Hu Zhuzi a sentence.

While speaking, the sound of the plane in the sky became louder and louder, and it was already overhead in an instant.

Everything was just Shang Zhen's inference, he glanced at the front and could not see the shadow of the Japanese army, and guessed that they were hiding, so he sneaked out from the door of that room and lay down on the ground to look up.

The pile of rubble in front was still there, and two more people lay down in the room. There was a cover in front, and Shang Zhen was not worried about being discovered by the Japanese soldiers who walked away.

Hu Zhuzi doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, and can't figure out what's important. Shang Zhen is not Hu Zhuzi.

He looked up to the sky just in time, and it happened that a huge monoplane flew over his head, and the logo painted on the belly and under the wing was exactly the blue sky and white sun of the national army.

oops! We really have our own plane! Shang Zhen immediately became excited.

But then he suddenly wondered, does the Chinese army still have planes?

As far as Shang Zhen knew, the Northeast Army had planes, but it was a pity that they were "given" to the Japanese devils after September 18th.

It turned out that the Central Army also had planes.

And that Chinese air force once really made the eyes of the Chinese people shine. The most famous one was the August 14 air battle, which shot down 6 Japanese aircraft with a record of 6:0.

As for those pilots, they are definitely the top students in China nowadays, from Tsinghua University, Nankai University, Qilu University, and so on.

Just imagine the pitiful literacy rate in the Republic of China today, with a population of 400 million, there are only half a million people who can read and write. If there is a high-level (primary) education in the countryside, they are considered high-level intellectuals.

And how many teenagers or young people of the right age who can read among these half a billion literate people.

And how many of these teenagers are lucky enough to be able to study in universities, and can also enter first-class universities such as Tsinghua University, Nankai University, and Qilu University?

And how many of these few first-class college students can meet the quality requirements of pilots?

Therefore, as far as Shang Zhen knows, the pilots in the August 13th air battle are definitely the elite among the elites in China today.

It's just a pity that there is a gap in the industrial level between China and Japan. The Japanese devils can build their own planes, but now China can't even make aviation kerosene, so naturally there will be one less plane.

Later generations say that civil aviation aircraft has the lowest probability of accidents among all means of transportation. No matter how you calculate it, it is a matter for civilian use.

But one thing is undeniable, as long as the civil aviation airliner falls from the sky, the crew and passengers can survive, there is no one in a thousand miles.

And once the fighter-bomber flying in the sky is hit, assuming the pilot is not killed, he can still escape by parachuting, but the survival rate is not much higher than that of a civilian airliner.

Therefore, the number of pilots of the Chinese Air Force naturally decreases with the loss of fighter planes.

There are thousands of Japanese planes, and only a few hundred Chinese planes. One is disappearing and the other is growing. It is doubtful whether the Chinese Air Force still has an air force. Even before seeing the Chinese planes today, Shang Zhen thought he was an army There are no more planes!

The reason why Shang Zhen knew so well about the Chinese Air Force was of course because of Gao Swift.

Gao Yuyan is a college student from a famous school, and Gao Yuhang, Gao Yuyan's elder brother who is a pilot in the Chinese Air Force, has a relationship with him.

But Gao Yuhang had already died in battle, and Shang Zhen had seen the newspaper about Gao Yuhang's death in battle.

Let’s not talk about the loss of elites. The whole nation is suffering, and the elites are also Chinese, right? Gradually, there is no news about the Chinese Air Force in Shang Zhen.

But how did the Chinese Air Force appear today?

Shang Zhen was thinking while watching, UU reading www.uukanshu.com and then he realized that the plane that flew over his head was not a single plane, the one that just flew over was a single-winged one, but this time the plane that flew over was It's biplane, and this time the Chinese Air Force dispatched two types of aircraft!

Shang Zhen then lay on the ground and looked up at the sky.

Then, Shang Zhen counted the planes in the sky, and in the end, Shang Zhen counted nine planes that flew over his head.

Moreover, the plane was not flying high, but it was clearly heading for the Japanese position in the south. Shang Zhen seemed to have seen the cheers of the national army officers and soldiers on the Chinese position.

There are countless Guanshan Mountains and countless Guanshan Mountains, but how do you feel that this Guanshan Mountain in Taierzhuang can be guarded this time!

Shang Zhen's heart suddenly became excited, and he suddenly felt a sense of enthusiasm!

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