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"The 3rd Battalion tried to attack twice, but they were also beaten back."

"However, the new first regiment and the new second regiment are worse than us."

"They don't have artillery, so they can only attack with a ladder."

"As a result, Gou Ri's 8th Mixed Brigade of the Puppet Army suffered a terrible blow."

"The 8th Mixed Brigade of the Puppet Army is also evil this time. It's a real fight."

"It's not surprising." Wang Yan said, "Taiyuan is a fortified city after all. With a tall and thick wall as a barrier, the puppet army's luck will be much stronger."

"And I seriously suspect that the devil has used disgraceful means."

"For example, using the family members of the puppet army officers as a threat, otherwise the puppet army would not be so desperate."

"I think so too." Li Yunlong said, "So this battle is really not easy to fight."

"City battles, especially big cities like Taiyuan, are not easy." Wang Yanxin said that the battles of Linfen and Taiyuan in the Liberation War were terribly fought.

At that time, the weapons and equipment of the People's Liberation Army were much better than those of the Eighth Route Army today.

Speaking of this meal, Wang Yan said again: "That's why I specially prepared a siege weapon! I dare not say anything else, I'm afraid it will be no problem to blast the city wall of Taiyuan."

Li Yunlong asked anxiously: "What sharp weapon is it?"

Just behind him there was the creaking sound of the wheels of the cart as it rolled over the stone road.

Wang Yan turned his head and pointed, and said with a smile: "Look, leader, this is the thing."

Li Yunlong looked back when he heard the sound, and saw a team of cavalry guarding two flatbed carts coming here.

And what was pulled on the two flatbeds was a ghost plane, and Li Yunlong was immediately stunned there.

"Consultant Wang?" Li Yunlong said in astonishment, "What are you doing here with a big cart and a devil's plane?"

"Commander, this is not an airplane." Wang Yan chuckled and said again, "This is a large bomb, to be more precise, it is a missile!"

"What bomb?" Li Yunlong asked blankly, "Missile?"

Wang Yan said: "The so-called missile refers to an aircraft that carries a warhead, relies on its own power plant to propel, is guided by a guidance system to control the flight trajectory, guides the target and destroys the target."

Li Yunlong said angrily: "You are a bitch, speak human words."

Wang Yan smiled and said, "Commander, this is a suicide plane!"

"Suicide plane?" Li Yunlong's eyes were fixed, and he said in a deep voice, "I seem to understand? You mean to let someone fly a plane to hit the city wall, right?"

"No, no one is needed to drive." Wang Yan said, "Besides, none of us know how to drive."

"That's right, none of us know how to fly a plane." Li Yunlong said, "Then why do we need this thing?"

Wang Yan said: "It depends on how to drive it. If we want to drive the plane into the sky, none of us can drive it, but if we just turn on the propeller of the plane, it can still run on the ground like a truck."

"Like a truck, running on the ground?" Li Yunlong's expression changed.

"Leader, I have already designed it." Wang Yan said while taking out a small notebook.

Opening this small book, it is the design drawings. Although Li Yunlong has not read books seriously and is not very literate, his talent for reading pictures is first-class, and he can understand it at a glance.

At that moment Li Yunlong said again: "Doesn't this still need someone to open it?"

"No need." Wang Yan said, "I made an autopilot!"

"After spending so long at Xincheng Airport, I have been tinkering with this stuff."

After a pause, Wang Yan turned to the next page, pointed to the design drawing of the autopilot and said, "Head, look, this thing can automatically open the throttle of the aircraft to the maximum position!"

"Not only can the throttle be opened automatically, but also the joystick can be fixed."

"Ensure that the aircraft does not deviate from its course due to severe turbulence."

"So, the only thing we need to do is give it a runway!"

"I've even thought about the runway, it's just outside the Hanximen Bridge!"

"Outside the Hanximen Bridge?" Li Yunlong frowned, "Then how to cross the bridge? The airstrips are all flat, but the Hanximen Bridge is an arch bridge that will overturn!"

Wang Yan said: "I have considered this too."

After a pause, Wang Yan said again: "We will use the Hanximen Bridge as the basis to fill in a ski-jump runway! In this way, the plane can just jump into the air after passing the Hanximen Bridge, complete the final stage of acceleration, and hit the city wall. The greater the kinetic energy, the greater the destructive power of the explosion!"

Wang Yan said several terms.

Li Yunlong actually understood everything.

At that moment, Li Yunlong said: "We will gather people to fill out the runway!"

"It's mainly the section of Hanximen Bridge." Wang Yan said, "The front runway can use the street outside Hanximen, just clean up the potholes on the street and the buildings beside the street."

Li Yunlong turned his head and shouted: "Zhang Dabiao? Zhang Dabiao!"

Zhang Dabiao hurried out from the regiment headquarters.

Chapter 279 Take Off (950 votes plus updates)

"Brother, have a cigarette."

Pan Ren took out Bao Lao Dao and handed one to Ge Fugui.

"No, I've been on fire these days." Ge Fugui waved his hands and said, "My throat hurts."

Pan Ren put the cigarette back, took out the tap fire and lit it for himself, took a puff beautifully, and said, "Brother, it seems that this kind of life is not bad."

"Good cigarettes and wine are offered every day, and good food is eaten."

"Anyway, Taiyuan City is high and deep, and the Eighth Route can't get in."

"When the Eight Roads withdraw, they can go to Yicui Building to find Xiao Taohong after receiving the bonus."

"Look how beautiful you are." Ge Fugui said angrily, "You really want to receive the bonus from the imperial army?"

"It doesn't count if the Japanese can talk?" Pan Ren said with his eyes wide open, "Commander Shinozuka just said, to defend Taiyuan, 10 yuan per person!"

"50 yuan for officers above the platoon!"

Ge Fugui said: "I'm not saying that the imperial army's words don't count, but"

Having said this, Ge Fugui stopped and didn't continue, because he was also afraid.