The system sent me to fight

after an hour.

Hankou, Hubei Province, the station of the Japanese 1st Flying Regiment.

At this time, Zhongyuan Shengxiao had already returned to the station.

I was pacing back and forth in my office, thinking about how to explain this failure to Neiji Okamura.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!—"

At this moment, the engine roar of a fighter plane suddenly came from the distant sky.

Zhongyuan Shengxiao immediately came to the window and stuck his head out to watch.

The next moment, the old devil's expression changed drastically, and he shouted loudly, "No! It's a plane from the China Army!"

"Prepare for air defense!"

"Quick! Hurry up!"

Kawabe Ichiro, Shimokawa Takashi, Ishizuka Secondo and others ran out of the office as quickly as possible.

"Wow!"

"Woohoo!~~~"

Soon, the rapid air defense siren resounded throughout the 1st Flying Regiment's base.

Under the command of Kawabe Ichiro, Shimokawa Takashi and others, the devils in the garrison suddenly got up, performing their duties, and some rushed to the air defense positions, preparing to control anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns.

Some aviation soldiers hurried to the tarmac.

On the one hand, it is to control the fighter plane to take off, intercept and shoot down the enemy plane, and it is also to prevent the fighter plane on the apron from being blown up.

If a fighter plane is like a fish, then the sky is like a river.

The fighter jets parked on the tarmac are similar to the fish jumping ashore. They have no attack power and pose no threat to the enemy.

It's not even as good as a light machine gun, an infantryman holding a rifle, and even more incomparable with anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns.

This formation of fighter planes is none other than the flying brigade of the entire Huben Regiment.

Yang Jing knew the intentions of the Devil Air Force, and after discovering them, he would definitely take off the fighter planes on the tarmac as soon as possible.

Once these planes take off, it will not be so easy to get them all in one go.

Therefore, how could Yang Jing make these little devils airmen get what they wanted?

"Immediately launch an attack and drop all the aerial bombs!

Also, watch out for the Devil's anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns!

After the bombing is over, don't love to fight, return to the voyage immediately!

I give you cover! "

"Roger that!"

"Roger that!"

Guo Shaoqing and the others agreed with a loud bang, and immediately pushed the joystick violently.

The next moment, Qi Zhan swooped down towards the ground like a goshawk fighting a rabbit.

But Yang Jing went straight to the devil's air defense position.

"Baga! These Chinese people are targeting the tarmac, hurry up, stop them!

"Fire!"

"Fire now!"

"Quick, hurry up!"

Seeing the intention of the flying brigade, Kawabe Ichiro's eyes turned red with anxiety, and he kept urging the devil soldiers on the air defense position.

The devil soldiers on the ground had just finished their preparations and planned to use anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns to fire into the air.

At this moment, there was a burst of "hurricane hurricane" in my ears, the sound of aerial bombs tearing the air.

"Baga! Not good!"

Before the devils could turn around and run away, the aerial bombs fell to the ground and exploded one after another, bursting into violent flames with "boom boom boom"!

But I saw that countless devil soldiers were blown out with machine guns or anti-aircraft guns.

For a while, there were dead and wounded, and wailing was everywhere.

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, one enemy anti-aircraft gun was destroyed, one 1 anti-aircraft gun production line exploded, black powder 88kg, high explosive 1kg; meritorious value +1000, experience value 5000."

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, destroying 1 enemy anti-aircraft machine gun, 24 Type 5 heavy machine guns, 5 rounds of bullets; Merit value +1000, experience value +1000."

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill 1 enemy captain officer, explode 1 assault boat, 1 barrel of diesel; merit +600, experience +600."

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill one of the enemy's second lieutenant officers, and you will be proficient in clothing making; Meritorious value +1, experience value +200."

"..."

After a round of bombing, Yang Jing decisively raised the height of the fighter plane, completely refusing to give the devils on the ground a chance to fight back.

And after he heard the series of system prompts, he couldn't help but slander: "Fuck! Proficient in making clothes? System, do you want me to accompany Li Yunlong to the clothing factory to conquer those aunts?"

"Uh... It seems that there should be a lot of girls in the garment factory, right?"

"I am proficient in making clothes, can I become a woman..."

"Ah bah! My sister's friend!"

On the ground, Hebian Ichiro shook the dirt on his head angrily, looking ashamed, just like a humanoid groundhog.

With an expression of disbelief on his face, he murmured: "Baga! How is this possible? How could the fighter jets of the China Army carry more than 20 aerial bombs at one time?

Even a bomber can't do it, can it? "

……

After Yang Jing's round of attack, the devil's anti-aircraft firepower net was torn open a huge gap.

At this time, Guo Shaoqing, Su Ming and others passed through the gap and arrived at the sky above the little devil's airport.

On the ground, some devil aviation soldiers had already boarded the fighter plane, completed the ignition, and were frantically manipulating the fighter plane, preparing to head for the runway.

"Blow up the devil's runway!"

Guo Shaoqing and the others were about to drop bombs, when the voice of the group leader Yang Jing suddenly came from the radio headset.

"Roger that!"

Guo Shaoqing and others rushed to agree.

At the same time, he was also full of admiration for Yang Jing's trick.

How did we not think of it?

The gap, this is the gap!

I haven't done a few unsightly things about giving birth to countless children, so I can't think of this strategy at all.

Guo Shaoqing and the others adjusted their positions slightly, and immediately pressed the bomb button decisively.

They knew very well that the little devil would never give them a second chance to drop the bomb.

Therefore, as soon as he started, he threw all the aerial bombs he was carrying.

"hurricane!"

"Hurricane Hurricane!—"

Seven P7 Mustang fighter jets, a total of 51 28kg aerial bombs were separated from the bomb carrier.

In a free fall, it slammed down toward the ground.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom!—"

A few seconds later, these aerial bombs instantly covered the Devil's airport runway, turning into a sea of ​​flames amid deafening explosions.

In order to save time, several devil aviation soldiers bit the bullet and manipulated the fighter plane to speed up and rush towards the runway.

As a result, it was directly swallowed by the sea of ​​flames generated by the explosion.

Several Type 95 fighter jets turned into huge balls of fire one after another, and then fell apart with breathtaking loud noises.

The broken parts of the fighter jet raged in all directions along with the shock wave generated by the explosion.

In the thick gunpowder smoke, the airport runway was plowed, pitted and devastated.

Numerous concrete blocks of various sizes, as well as shrapnel and aircraft parts were scattered on the ground in a mess.

Such a runway is difficult for an off-road vehicle to drive over, and it is even more impossible for a plane to take off.

Look at this scene in front of you.

The devil aviation soldiers in the cockpit of the fighter plane were all stunned. Although the fighter plane had started, they didn't know what to do.

"Spread out! Manipulate the plane to scatter!"

The captain of the 3rd Battalion, Shimokawa Jing, responded in a timely manner, and immediately ordered the Devils to the radio station to control the fighters to disperse on the airport to prevent the second air strike of the Huben Regiment and minimize losses.

There is no way, the Jap fighter jet that lost its runway and cannot take off is like a stranded shark, with its big grinning mouth showing its fangs, it looks like a bluff, but in fact it has become a paper tiger, useless.

…………

Chapter 535 The Desperate Major General

Nakahara Moritaka, the head of the Japanese 1st Flying Regiment, rushed out of the office. Looking at the airport full of flames and smoke, he gritted his teeth in hatred, and his facial muscles kept shaking.

Finished!

It's all over!

The old devil had no time to think about why the enemy fighter jets circling in the sky could be used as bombers, so he yelled at the adjutant next to him with a gloomy face: "Pass me the order, increase the prevention and control efforts, everyone raise their guns for me, Jerking off!"

"Roms!"

Even though he knew that it was a joke to shoot a plane with ordinary rifles and pistols, but at this time, no one dared to touch Zhongyuan Shengxiao's bad luck.

After the devil's adjutant responded, he turned and left immediately.

At the next moment, more than 1 devil soldiers from the headquarters of the 1000st Flying Regiment, including logistics personnel, ran to the open field one after another, raised their guns at the flying fighter planes, and pulled the trigger.

"Tu Tu Tu!"

"Tut-chug!—"

"Oh!"

"Bang bang bang!—"

With the sound of dense gunfire, the cross-fire interception network in the sky suddenly became denser.

However, Yang Jing was not afraid at all, because after Guo Shaoqing and others dropped the bombs, they followed his order and started to return.

Therefore, Yang Jing, who has no worries about the future, completely let himself go.

"Little devil, accept the trial!"

After a sinister laugh, Yang Jing pushed the joystick violently, the nose of the No. 1 fighter plane sank, and it swooped down towards the airport apron like a goshawk pouncing a rabbit.

Immediately afterwards, he took out aerial bombs and napalm bombs from his personal space and threw them towards the ground.

"hurricane!"

"Hurricane Hurricane!—"

The propeller at the tail of the aerial bomb rubbed against the air, making a breathtaking scream.

A few seconds later, they fell to the ground and exploded one after another.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom!—"

At the airport, some little devils were blasted to a height of 5 or 6 meters. Their bodies were burning, and they were blown away by the air waves for more than 10 meters.