Li Yunlong, My Captain in the War of Resistance

An air-ground battle cannot be like a critical battle, lasting for several hours at a time or even lasting a day or two.

The fight between them lasted only a minute or two.

And compared with the offensive battle, the air-ground war has only two results. One is that the air plane destroys the air defense force and wins, or the air defense force destroys, shoots down, or damages the aircraft, thereby achieving the purpose of victory and expulsion.

The weapon used to deal with aircraft is never the equipment of the air defense company. After all, it is a passive attack. The real way to deal with aircraft in the air is to use aircraft to attack aircraft.

Therefore, apart from the unlucky ones, the little Japanese planes that were ambushed had already begun to climb and escape from the firepower range of the air defense company.

Compared with the scurrying rats during the ambush, although the Japs' planes were still in a panic at this time, the threat from the air defense company's weapons had been reduced a lot.

However, climbing is climbing, escaping is escaping, but they are still within the range of anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns, and they still need to continue climbing.

"Climb up and get out of the range of the Eighth Route Army's anti-aircraft firepower!"

The little devil commander who was driving the fighter jet just broke out of the fire net. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. If his wingman hadn't blocked an anti-aircraft gun shell for him just now, he might have been one of the fighter jets that died.

Little devil commander With cold sweat on his forehead, he immediately issued the order.

"Hiyi!"

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"Poof!"

Suddenly, he heard a clear dull sound of bullets hitting the plane in his ears, and at the same time, a series of bullets flashed past his eyes.

"No, the plane was hit!"

The experienced little Japanese commander immediately understood that his car had been shot, and what was even more terrifying was that he was locked by the Eighth Route Army's anti-aircraft machine gun.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously controlled the plane to avoid it.

However, As soon as he made a move, the next moment, below where he was hiding, a series of large-caliber machine gun bullets shot into the sky.

"Puff puff!"

"Dang Dang Dang!"

The sound of a series of bullets hitting the fuselage was heard.

The little Japanese commander's face turned pale. Even though he was experienced, he was a little panicked at this time. He knew he had met a master.

"idiot!"

The little devil commander cursed secretly, gritted his teeth and tried his best to control the aircraft, trying to avoid the anti-aircraft gun locks below, and at the same time quickly climbed up to escape.

"Tsk~! puff!"

The little devil commander only felt a pain in his back, and then he saw a ball of blood mist spraying out in front of his eyes.

"Nani? Did I get shot?"

The memory in the little devil commander's mind froze at this moment. Then, he fell into boundless darkness, and the aircraft he controlled was also controlled.

Then, he saw a ball of blood mist spraying in front of his eyes, and then everything went black. The whole person lost consciousness.

The little devil commander died, so the fighter jet he was driving naturally lost control, and the original climbing route was messed up.

After a few blind flights, it actually hit the ground and rose up. on the clumsy bomber

"boom!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the two planes flew directly into the body and turned into two fireballs, bringing a flame show to the Eighth Route Army soldiers below and the visible soldiers and civilians.

"pretty!"

"Haha, what a joy!"

"Wang Feng and the county team, as always, did not disappoint!"

This scene was naturally seen by the division chiefs. At this moment, they were all happy with the performance of the soldiers of the county brigade's air defense company. It was the first time they went to the battlefield. The air defense company, which had never had combat experience, was in front of them. Being able to react in a short time to the Japanese planes is already very impressive in the eyes of the leaders.

"I suddenly discovered that this county brigade is a treasure. Let’s talk about the infantry first, their skills, tactics and marksmanship. Needless to say, their skills and tactics are better than those of the little devils, their marksmanship is slightly worse than that of the old devils, and their hand-to-hand combat is better than that of the little devils."

"The grenades are no worse than the old Japanese, and the artillerymen, of course, cannot be found among the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in our Eighth Route Army who have such strong professional skills."

"Maybe some of our comrades are better than the soldiers of the county brigade in artillery skills, but in terms of professional level, we are still far behind."

"In terms of the same size and weapons, I am afraid that the artillery of the little devils cannot compare to the artillery of the county brigade."

"Now another air defense company has appeared. In its first actual combat, it destroyed six Japanese planes. What is this if it's not elite?."

Speaking of this, the chief said with emotion:"And these are all obtained by the county team through hard training, that is to say, this is replicable!"

"If the hundreds of thousands of troops in our Eighth Route Army had such strength, I can’t imagine what our Eighth Route Army would look like at that time."

Hearing the chief's words, the other chiefs fell into deep thought, because they were all attracted by this sentence.

Originally, the boss had said before that elites should be trained.

Now after seeing the performance of the county brigade, all the chiefs, Suddenly I realized what the Eighth Route Army would look like if I had such a group of soldiers under my command.

"Don't think about it, this is indeed replicable, but the prerequisite is that the weapons, equipment, life and diet must keep up!"

Just when everyone was thinking secretly, the division commander's voice sounded.

As for the county brigade, the division leaders have studied it. They have not thought about it. According to the development model of the county brigade, the second and third trainees in the training department A county brigade.

But after careful study, they found that there were many things involved.

The reason why the county brigade was like this was because Wang Feng used bullets, a lot of food, and lots of real money to smash it out.

With the current 3,000 people in the county brigade, Wang Feng spent at least nearly three million yuan on it. And with Wang Feng's appetite, the current county brigade has not yet taken shape. The cavalry company he has always wanted is not available yet. Landing.

After going to plain areas in the future, cars and motorcycles will also have to keep up.

At that time, 75mm caliber mountain cannons? These are not rare to Wang Feng. Those with less than 105 caliber will not be added to the county brigade Directly under the artillery unit.

Artillery company, armored vehicle company, Wang Feng has a big heart, and he has been moving forward towards this goal.

"You may not know that the county brigade can reach its current scale. Wang Feng smashed almost three million oceans. Otherwise, where do you think these weapons and equipment came from?"

"Just by capturing the little devil? Impossible. The small weapons and firepower configuration of the little devils are not as luxurious as those of the Wang Feng County Brigade."Speaking of this, the division commander sighed slightly and said nothing.

All the chiefs who heard the division commander's words were stunned on the spot. They didn't know much about the county brigade. The county brigade and the chiefs who couldn't reach it. To the point where they went to understand it carefully.

Now, when they heard the teacher say this, they couldn't help but take a breath, and at the same time, they all suddenly understood in their hearts.

"So this is ah!"

This huge expense may make some leaders feel regretful and retreat. But the boss is not among them. If the weapons and equipment are not good, then training can be done!

Thinking of this, the boss decided to discuss it carefully after this war. Let’s look at this matter and promote the training model of the county brigade to the entire Eighth Route Army.

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In the air, the little devil was ambushed by an air defense company. Half of the plane was lost, and everyone who escaped by chance was injured.

Coupled with the death of the commander, they did not have the courage to fly down.

He just hurriedly dropped the bomb at a high altitude, not caring about the accuracy of the bomb, and hurried away like an airport while the young Japanese from Yamazaki Brigade were stunned.

As for their mission? As for helping the Yamazaki Brigade?

Excuse me!

How can we help if we can't save our own lives?

Furthermore, the Yamazaki Brigade did not report the fatal information that the Eighth Route Army had anti-aircraft weapons?

Is the Yamazaki Brigade looking down on human life?

How could the aviation soldier, who was so angry with the Yamasaki Battalion who framed him, pay any attention to it?

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