Amidst the long "Woo" sound of the air defense siren, a group of planes with plaster flags appeared over Xingyang.
"Quick, the little devil's plane is coming, get out quickly."
At this time, there were gasoline barrels on the road, and truck drivers with various tools turned their steering wheels and drove quickly in the small forest at the head of the village, which was staged in the wilderness of the Republic of China.
A cross-country thrill.
The Japanese army poured a large amount of ammunition over Xingyang Airport.
Several bungalows near the airport collapsed in the explosion.
The flattened concrete airport and runway also turned into pits and dust in the explosion.
Most of the people on the streets of Xingyang County had already hid in their houses.
Everyone was already used to the scene in front of them.
In fact, apart from a few newly built concrete bungalows, there isn't much to bomb at the airport.
Unwilling to be reconciled, the Japanese bombers flew over Xingyang County again, raining down bullets and targeting the tallest buildings possible.
Amidst the successive explosions, more than half of dozens of houses and houses collapsed or turned into ruins.
Amid the explosions, mournful cries were heard from time to time.
War is always accompanied by the passage of life.
Not long after, the Japanese aircraft that had dropped their bombs turned into tiny black dots in the distant sky, flying farther and farther away.
Several trucks and tractors, pulling oil drums or other tools, left the woods and drove to the airport again.
The dozen or so people above were wearing military uniforms, as well as some ordinary people's clothes, but with red belts on their arms, jumping out of trucks or tractors.
Grab a big shovel and start working.
"Bang!"
Several laborers shoveled the gravel with shovels and lifted it onto the tractor, making a heavy sound.
On the streets of Yangzhou, Xingxian County, the roar of Japanese military planes is still heard.
The people in the county town had spontaneously come out of their homes without anyone shouting, and they rushed towards the bombed ruins.
Not long after, small carts and trucks drove up from the streets, and uniformed police officers jumped from them to clean up together.
They rescued the people trapped inside the rubble and sent them to the county hospital.
In the early years, there was an extreme lack of quasi-modern hospitals in most counties in Henan.
However, during the war, some long-term or temporary hospitals began to be established in most areas of Henan, responsible for rescuing the wounded and maintaining the public health system where a large number of refugees were influxing.
This phenomenon is probably unique to the Republic of China, except for the places under the northwest.
However, in addition to war zones, Jiang Li encourages some private hospitals in other places in the northwest.
After all, some people have become rich in the northwest in recent years.
These people can take the money out of their pockets and invest it in various fields, which is much better than keeping it in their pockets.
"Jingle bell" Compared with the air defense sirens raised in Xingyang, Zhengzhou was a large city with a population of more than 600,000 during the war and was filled with a large number of refugees, soldiers, and a small number of businessmen.
The situation is somewhat similar to the situation in Xingyang.
After more than ten air raid drills, although there are many people in Zhengzhou at this time, they still appear to be orderly on the whole.
Under the organization of the police and soldiers, groups began to enter the newly repaired air-raid shelters.
All the air-raid shelters in Zhengzhou combined could not accommodate even a fraction of the 600,000 people.
"Jingle bell" "What, northeast, there are more than 60 enemy planes at 63 kilometers.
Okay, got it."
Yang Xianglin hung up the phone in the air combat command room in Zhengzhou.
"Immediately notify No. 3, No. 5, No. 6, and No. 7 airports to take off fighter planes in batches.
The destination is over Zhengzhou.
Enemy aircraft.
About fifty sorties will be monitored quickly.
Monitor the movement of Japanese aircraft in real time.
Notify all pilots at No. 1 Airport to be on standby. , prepare to attack the enemy planes and must encircle and suppress the Japanese flying team this time."
Yang Xianglin had a cruel look on his face when he hung up the phone.
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At this time, telegraph machines and telephones were busy in the Zhengzhou Air Force headquarters, and correspondents quickly conveyed Yang Xianglin's orders to various airports.
Northwest's radar is constantly being improved, but it is still a core secret technology of the Northwest Army.
At this time, the northwest does not have the ability to deploy thunderbolts to every place.
It can only defend some important nodes such as Xi'an, Yanchang, Baotou, Lanzhou, etc.
The industrial areas, power generation, and oil plant facilities in the northwest are the focus.
As for the Central Plains Field Corps, after the northwest side was successfully put into operation, it began to build radar base stations in Luoyang, Zhengzhou and other extremely important cities.
As for some small counties such as Xingyang, and even some medium-sized towns, they were unable to take care of them at all for a while.
However, the appetite of the Japanese air force is obviously not satisfied with those ordinary county towns.
Soon, he set his sights on Zhengzhou, a strategic location in the Central Plains.
The fortresses that controlled the north and south were disrupted by the Northwest Army.
The Japanese casualties in the Battle of Xuzhou were several times higher than in the original history.
The main force of the Central Army in Wuhan also had to withdraw calmly.
Soon, the Japanese army further targeted Wuhan and Zhengzhou.
The current air raid is just the first large-scale air battle.
Time has entered the winter months, and the sky above Zhengzhou is freezing and windy.
What was even colder than the cold wind was the murderous intent emanating from both sides of the fleet.
"Long live the Northwest" When the Japanese military planes rushed towards Zhengzhou Airport with great momentum, all the pilots at the airports in Zhengzhou, Jiaozuo, Dengfeng and other places roared in unison from the bottom of their hearts.
The sound of the Spiral Award rang out.
Whoosh
Whoosh One after another, powerful fighter planes rose into the sky and rushed towards the cold blue sky.
Several fleets of aircraft flew towards the outskirts of Zhengzhou.
"Little devils, today next year will be your memorial day."
Chen Zhipeng laughed ferociously.
Since the Battle of Xuzhou, he had been transferred back.
While responsible for training the new pilots at the Luoyang Airport, he also played a role in the air combat. important role.
Of course, the one who was transferred back together was Xiao Yun, the guy in the squadron who impressed him with admiration.
Maybe it’s time to change your view on newcomers.
That guy Xiao Yun was still a complete rookie when he entered the battlefield at the end of last year.
He has only grown up in more than half a year and is now comparable to many people with more than two or three years of driving experience. , a veteran pilot who has experienced many battles.
In front of his eyes, a dense swarm of Japanese aircraft roared towards him.
Chen Zhipeng didn't know why his superiors suddenly learned about the air raid by the Japanese aircraft in advance.
Could it be that those guys who are responsible for tracking with telescopes all day long accidentally discovered the Japanese military aircraft?
Really, those guys who do their jobs should be rewarded.
Chen Zhipeng has a fellow countryman who used to work at the outpost in Shaanxi.
He even went there once.
Therefore, I am no stranger to this boring and boring work.
Of course, Chen Zhipeng didn't know that there was already an instrument called radar in the northwest at this time.
Not to mention that he is just a major now, only Yang Xianglin in the entire Zhengzhou Air Command Department knows the general situation at the radar base station.
Not familiar with the specific operations.
There are specialized troops guarding the base station, as well as experienced counterintelligence personnel.
As for the Army, even people like Yang Hucheng and Zhao Tieshu still don't know about radar at this time.
But no matter what the reason, Chen Zhipeng couldn't help but feel happy at this time.
The air command department actually mobilized them in advance to intercept the Japanese aircraft.
In other words, the Japanese air raid had long been exposed, and soon there would be other The flight formation from the airport arrived.
Fighting all the way from Pingjin to Tianjin, Chen Zhipeng experienced too many battles with a small number against a large number.
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After all, the Northwest Air Force has always been inferior to the Japanese aviation force in terms of numbers.
Maybe there will be a different result this time.
"Baga, the planes of the China Army, why are they blocking our way?"
Haruga Kiyoshi, who was in charge of leading the flight this time, frowned immediately after seeing twenty enemy planes.
It must be a coincidence.
Haruhe Kiyoshi knew very well that at this time, enemy aircraft were restrained to a considerable extent in both directions of eastern Henan and northern Henan.
Therefore, the North China Flying Corps formulated a plan to attack Zhengzhou and decided to conduct a shocking air attack on the Northwest Army's fortresses in the Central Plains.
Destroy a large amount of materials accumulated at Zhengzhou Airport and railway station.
Therefore, while maintaining air combat on the two battlefields, they still deployed more than five squadrons of their aircraft to attack Zhengzhou.
Unexpectedly, they encountered a group of intercepting enemy aircraft before they reached Zhengzhou.
However, there were only more than twenty enemy aircraft, which was still within the acceptable range.
The pilots they escorted this time were all veterans who had experienced several air battles.
Extremely rich in combat experience.
"Saji-kun, you and I will lead the team to entangle the Chinese army's aircraft.
Ushizaki-kun, you will be responsible for leading the team.
We will blow up the Zhengzhou Airport first and then the firepower station.
If the situation permits, both ends can operate at the same time."
Haruga Kiyuki quickly ordered road.
"Hai" "Long live Emperor Hayi" The communicator sounded the reply from two colleagues.
"Buzz!"
In the northeast direction, there was a trembling sound in the air again, and seven or eight small black spots suddenly enlarged.
"Sure enough," Chen Zhipeng was ecstatic when he saw the familiar formation, and his comrades from other airports came over for reinforcements.
"Damn it, our superiors have already predicted the enemy's opportunity in this battle.
Keep your spirits up.
Keep your spirits up.
Don't allow even one enemy plane to escape."
At the same time as he finished shouting, Chen Zhipeng was already driving his mount quickly forward, rushing towards the Japanese formation on the opposite side.
"Baga, damn it, why are there planes from the China Army again?"
At this time, Haruga Kiyoshi and others looked extremely ugly, even though these pilots were each on their own planes.
The cold faces of each other's comrades could not be seen, but there was silence in the communication channel at first, and then there were all mocking inquiries.
Just from those hurried tones, one could understand how anxious his comrades were.
Da da The Dragon 2 fighter jet quickly passed by the flank of a Type 88 bomber, and its bullet hit the opponent's fuel tank.
A huge spark immediately exploded in the air.
The broken wooden boards, engines, and some other machinery and pilots were all turned into parts and scattered with the explosion.
"From the west, southwest, six more enemy planes have arrived for reinforcements.
Your Majesty, our actions must have been leaked.
Those damn incompetent guys in the Special High School must have a traitor among them.
We have been attacked by China."
"Air Force Containment" As time went by, in the entangled battle between the two fleets, bad news came from other colleagues from time to time.
"Shut up, everyone.
The fighter jets are responsible for breaking up the rear.
The bomber formations will evacuate first."
Haruhe Kiyoshi had a livid face and came with great interest, but he did not expect to end up with such a result.
"The planes are all our planes.
The Japanese planes are surrounded."
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At this time, the people and citizens on the ground who were originally preparing to escape into the air raid shelters or evacuate as much as possible saw several large and small battle groups above their heads, one after another.
When a Japanese aircraft was shot down.
The tension and fear I felt when I was attacked by Japanese air raids all disappeared at this time.
In this war era, there is nothing more satisfying than seeing your own troops beating up the Japanese troops.
The people of Hebei fled all the way south.
The Northwest Air Force and the Japanese Air Force had countless air battles.
They had long seen the bravery of the Northwest Army.
Even when the number was far less than that of the Japanese Army, they still dared to risk their lives.
Tell them, these common people, in the blue sky, what it means to be fearless.
What is Unconquerable?
The Northwest Air Force fought against the Japanese army too many times in order to cover the retreat of ordinary people like them.
Too many people have been sacrificed.
But on the aerial battlefield, they never retreated or were defeated in embarrassment.
But when they, the common people, were being protected, sometimes they would rather the disciples above their heads retreat, instead of driving their mounts to face twice or even three times the number of enemy planes again and again.
They were on the ground, and sometimes they were not hit, or their vital points were not hit, but at least they could still save their lives.
But those half-grown children and young people above their heads often had a narrow escape if they were hit by Japanese aircraft.
The chances of escaping with your life were pitifully low.
At least under their noses, among the planes shot down by the Japanese army more than a dozen times, it was difficult for a single pilot to be successfully rescued.
Several pilots were even smashed into meat patties in front of them.
When the common people dug out the photo in the pilot's pocket from the bloody clothes and wiped off the blood, they could still see the young smiling face wearing an air force cap in the photo.
Most of these pilots were only the age of some common people's children, just as old as flowers, but they kept falling in front of their eyes, spilling blood in the sky.
They are proud to have such a pilot, but no one wants to see such a sad and tearful scene.
They want to see these young people walk out of the flight cabin with smiles on their faces, take a sip of the hot soup they cooked, and eat the eggs they served.
However, in the face of the superior Japanese aircraft, the hopes of these people were dashed time and time again, and their hopes turned into sadness and heavy sighs.
The country's power is not as good as that of others, so what can be done?
The fleeing people had hoped and been disappointed countless times, but the scene in front of them made these people's smiling faces sparkle with tears.
When they saw it, they finally saw those young people, with enough hope in the air.
Comrades.
They still spread their wings as before, guarding the people under their wings, protecting these men, women, and children.
They are fighting side by side, no longer using their lives as before, leaving a brilliant fire in the sky.
There is no need to just draw a line of deep regret in the air before leaving: