I really came here to fight against Japan

Then the fellow villagers in the suburbs of the temporary capital saw a scene that they would never forget.

I saw more than ten "roast chickens" covered in flames falling from the sky.

Some of them chose to explode in mid-air, while others chose to spiral and crash into the fields outside the secondary capital, turning into scattered slag.

At this time, He Qiang's unique voice was heard again from tens of thousands of radios.

"You are a bunch of petty bastards. What did you do when I asked you to drop the auxiliary fuel tank?

Why did you drain the fuel from the auxiliary tank? Wouldn't it be better to just throw it away?

Temporary Capital Air Force Command, do you dare to deduct your salary just because you threw away the auxiliary fuel tank?

After the war, I will go to the Air Force Headquarters in person and give you a note, okay?

You are such a bunch of hopeless misers, you make me so mad."

Before he finished speaking, the bigwigs in the attendant room all looked unfriendly at the Air Force Commander-in-Chief who looked aggrieved.

The Minister of Finance said: "I have allocated all the funds that should be allocated. You Air Force people, dare you deduct the salaries of the anti-Japanese soldiers?"

The deputy commander of the Air Force hurriedly explained to everyone with a pale face.

"Why are you all looking at me? It's normal for a fighter jet to drop its fuel tanks during an aerial combat.

We absolutely cannot deduct the pilots’ salaries because of this.”

He Qiang's voice also reached the ears of the Japanese through the radio of the Wuhan Expeditionary Army Headquarters.

"Turkeys, turkeys, why are there twelve burning turkeys in the sky behind our plane?

Oh my God, that wasn't a turkey, it was the wreckage of the Japanese's new fighter plane after being burned by fire.

Why, why? Why are the new fighter planes of the Japanese so vulnerable?

Is this due to the moral decline of the devils or the distortion of human nature in Japan?

We will talk about the inside story of this shocking event later.

Now I will hand over the control of the radio broadcast to the announcer of our Capital Radio Station."

"Hello everyone, I am the announcer of Peidu Radio Station. My name is Zhang Ju. Now it's commercial time."

"Has it snowed on the Broken Bridge? I looked at the lake..."

As the ethereal sound of the song rang out, announcer Zhang Ju's commentary continued.

"Everyone is welcome to buy Broken Bridge brand umbrellas to commemorate the Qingming Festival when White Snake and Xu Xian met."

Another voice said, "Mr. Zhang Ju, it's not Qingming Festival now, why are we buying umbrellas?"

"We bought Broken Bridge brand umbrellas and gave them to the Japanese.

This way we can wish them that every day of every month is Qingming Festival.”

"Baka! Zhang Ju from the Temporary Capital Radio Station is dead!"

The commander of the Japanese Expeditionary Force in Wuhan was extremely angry.

The plan of air raid on the temporary capital seemed to have changed its direction.

He pulled out his command knife, and with a "click" sound, the radio was smashed into pieces.

In a village on the banks of the Hutuo River in Hebei, a big man laughed loudly. It was Zhao Bi Da, the commander of the base area. "It really made me laugh to death. When did such a person appear in the radio station of this temporary capital?

The signalman went to convey my order and asked the troops below to find umbrellas for me.

We must ensure that tomorrow morning, at the entrance of every stronghold, large or small, there will be umbrellas with the words "Broken Bridge" printed on them."

The next morning, when the sun shone on the land of North China.

Umbrellas with the words "Broken Bridge" appeared near the entrances of many Japanese strongholds.

Commander Tada of the Japanese Army in North China vomited blood in his own headquarters.

It took him almost a month to stabilize the situation, but it became chaotic again.

Zhang Ju’s radio broadcast continued, and the air battle in the suburbs of the temporary capital also continued.

This is almost the last barrier in front of the secondary capital.

The reason why Song Wenwan chose to hold the final battle in this area.

Just because the Japanese army could reach the sky above the temporary capital in just a few minutes from here.

Only here would the Japanese arrogantly relax their vigilance.

Just now, the air force of the accompanying capital did not throw away the auxiliary fuel tank, but only put gasoline in it. That was all Song Wenwan's idea.

The auxiliary fuel tanks of these Hawk fighters that were left behind have all been modified by Gannan Military Industry.

There is a mechanism installed under the auxiliary fuel tank. Only after receiving He Qiang's instructions will they open the mechanism and spray aviation gasoline to the back.

Although their planes were in a fleeing state, the planes at the back were flying in layers.

This ensures that the gasoline sprayed by the aircraft remains evenly distributed in the sky.

Then they fired a flare, igniting the aviation gasoline scattered in the sky behind them.

That kind of flare was made by Song Wenwan using special materials specifically for the capital's air force (produced by the system).

It’s more like a small incendiary bomb than a flare.

Song Wenwan had tried this method of igniting aviation gasoline in Gannan, but he didn't know what the specific effect was.

It is said that the Japanese Zero fighter had extremely poor protection, and its fuselage was made entirely of wood, so it could be set on fire with just one hit.

This method of attacking the Zero was quite good. When the Matsushima plane rushed over, it was hit by gasoline.

Lieutenant Jibei Matsushima saw pink flowers blooming all over the sky.

That is actually the outermost part of the sky, the ignited aviation gasoline.

The reason why it turned black again was the black smoke after the gasoline burned out.

Due to the ignition of gasoline, a large amount of oxygen is consumed.

Jibei Matsushima suffered from hallucinations due to lack of oxygen while flying at high altitude, which led to his nonsense on the radio.

Also, because their Zero fighters were doused with gasoline, they were all ignited when they rushed out of the fire curtain.

That's why He Qiang described twelve "turkeys" set on fire falling from the sky.

After a while, He Qiang's unforgettable voice came from the radio again.

“Haha, now I’m going to announce the correct answer.

I had people set those new fighter planes of the devil on fire and then took them down.

It has nothing to do with the Japanese's humanity and morality. The Japanese never had such a thing.

The Japanese planes are coming again. I won't say anything for now. Brothers, run, run, run. "

It happened so quickly that before He Qiang could finish his sentence, the Japanese Zero behind him had already caught up.

He didn't have time to say anything else. His red fighter plane was too big a target, so he decided to run away first.

He Qiang was so busy stepping on the accelerator that he didn't notice at all that he had forgotten to turn off his communicator.

"You idiot, why haven't the reinforcements Commander Song promised have arrived yet?

If I didn't arrive soon, I would have been beaten into a roast chicken by the Japanese's Zero-type rifle.

Hahaha, the ambush set up by Commander Song has arrived, and our reinforcements have finally arrived.

Brothers, we have been like cowards for the whole morning and have become so cowardly.

Now follow me and fight back. Those who have been wronged should be avenged and those who have been vengeful should be avenged. Not a single Japanese soldier should be allowed to go.”

As soon as these words were spoken, all the Japanese officers in the operations room of the Japanese Wuhan Expeditionary Army Headquarters were dumbfounded.

Are there reinforcements? Are there ambushes?

Oh no! It seems that the Imperial Army’s operation has been uncovered by the intelligence department of the temporary capital again.

They all turned their eyes to their commander, waiting for his decision.