Sword life

Chapter 66 Old Zhao, let's not mention how beautiful our life is
At noon, three ninety-six warships and nine ninety-six land attackers flew to the fortress of Wulong Mountain, and after lowering their altitude, they began to bombard the fortress indiscriminately.

Since the 3rd, Nanjing has never taken off a plane to fight, and the Wulong Mountain Fortress has never shot a plane, so the little devil's plane flies very low in order to increase the hit rate.

Suddenly, an 88mm artillery shell shot out from a hidden position, and exploded in front of a [-]-type land attack aircraft, turning the [-]-type land attack into a huge fireball.

The other little devil planes were furious and turned around, preparing to punish the bold Chinese defenders with machine guns.

At this moment, dozens of covers were opened, revealing various machine guns and cannons.

The largest is the 88mm anti-aircraft gun made in Germany, the fastest is the MG42 double-mounted, there are also double-mounted 13mm anti-aircraft guns that have just passed the water, and 16 20mm Oerlikon anti-aircraft machine guns.

These machine guns fired together to form a tight fire net, and immediately exploded the three ninety-six attacking ships in the air.

The ninety-six ship attack is flexible, and the typical attack aircraft must be destroyed first, and then attack the land attack. This is also a strategy formulated before the war.

The remaining eight ninety-six land attack planes panicked, dropped their bombs, and sped up to escape outside the air defense position.

The fire net followed like a shadow, and shot down two more nine-six attack ships, and then stopped the firepower and quickly moved from the tunnel.The two 500mm anti-aircraft guns were no exception. In order to move this big guy to a suitable gun position, Zhang Gang arranged for [-] people to dig for a day and dug a five-kilometer dedicated tunnel.

[Your subordinates killed two Japanese Air Force second lieutenants, rewarded with 8000 points! 】

[Your subordinates killed two Japanese Air Force second lieutenants, reward 8000 points! 】

When the news came, Zhang Gang was a little surprised. One for the Air Force was worth eight for the Army, and four for the Navy. They were really valuable.

But measuring the difficulty, a little devil plane is far more difficult to deal with than a small devil squadron, and the price cannot be said to be expensive.

"General Zhang, congratulations, you have won the first battle!" said a young man named Wang Zhuo, the captain of the third squadron of the fourth aviation brigade, who shot down a bomber.

Now that the four heavenly kings are withering, he is already one of the few air combat experts in China.

"It's better for you to formulate a strategy, otherwise, I wouldn't dare to invest so much money to beat the little devil!" Zhang Gang laughed, and patted Wang Zhuo on the shoulder: "I have a plane here, are you interested in giving it to me?" Is the little devil coming to be cruel?"

【Air Combat +1】

Wang Zhuo looked at Zhang Gang as if he was looking at an alien: "General Zhang, although I have heard many legends about you, I still think that it is impossible for you to have a plane. There is no space for planes to take off and land."

Zhang Gang smiled and said, "Second Lieutenant Wang, if I had a runway and an airplane, you would be willing to be the pilot of this airplane, wouldn't you?"

"Yes!" Wang Zhuo replied firmly.

"Then it's settled!" Zhang Gang clapped Wang Zhuo's hands and sent him away from the fortress. He suddenly thought of the political commissar in Shanxi, and his heart moved immediately.

Yangquan, Shanxi, Headquarters of the Ninth Independent Brigade.

Li Yunlong looked at Zhao Gang with a look of disbelief: "I said Zhao Political Commissar, why can't this Yangquan County be attacked? You see, the 81-style, crooked handle, and four [-]-guns, dozens of light machine guns, this firepower They are no worse than a division, but those little devils in Yangquan are not enough for us to fight."

Zhao Gang looked helpless: "Old Li, the headquarters asked us to stabilize the situation in Yangquan, not to provoke a fight, but to focus on the overall situation!

Besides, the Yangquan little devils have two brigades, more than 2000 people, we only have more than 1000 people, and half of them have not been trained. What if we lose!Brigadier Zhang killed the enemy in Nanjing, and when he came back, he told him that he lost all his money! "

Li Yunlong waved his hand: "Okay, I said Zhao political commissar, what is the overall situation, and fighting devils is called the overall situation. Even if Brigadier Zhang comes back, I will say the same thing. What are you afraid of? If it is all shot, someone will naturally add it. You still As the brigade commander of the Ninth Independent Brigade, there is nothing you dare not do!"

Zhao Gang frowned thickly, and was about to get angry when he heard the telegraph soldier running over excitedly: "Political commissar, the brigade commander has sent a telegram."

"What are you talking about, quickly translate it!" Now, Zhao Gang didn't care about arguing with Li Yunlong, and devoted all his attention to listening to the content of the telegram.

"Commissioner Zhao, I have been in Nanjing for three days in a flash, and I miss him very much."

Zhang Gang strode squarely and held his head high in the command room: "I borrowed some troops from the generals and organized two regiments, three battalions and nine companies. Wei Dayong, the leader of the second regiment, and He Xiaowu, the leader of the third regiment. Except for one battalion, the regiment is fully staffed."

On the other end of the telegram, Zhao Gang was completely dumbfounded. In just a few days, two regiments have been formed. It seems that they are still reorganized regiments. Old Zhang used to juggle.

"Ask Brigadier Zhang, if you can help me with some troops, not too many, just one battalion!" Li Yunlong seized the opportunity to interject.

The telegraph soldier ignored this guy and continued to translate Zhang Gang's words: "Now Nanjing is in chaos, bombardment is raging, a large number of ordinary people are running out, and there are all kinds of talents.

I want to ask you, what kind of talents our Eighth Route Army needs. I will pay attention to you. When the time comes, we will take the train to Shandong. "

When Zhang Gang said this, he thought of something again, and said: "I still have more than 1000 worn-out rifles here. The second and third regiments have German weapons and Japanese weapons, and these old guns are useless. You, when the time comes, use it for the county brigade and the district team."

On the other end of the telegram, Zhao Gang was stunned. All the German weapons and Japanese weapons, I am afraid that the 386 brigade has not done it now, but Zhang Gang did it. This is too scary.

Over there, Li Yunlong curled his lips, political commissar Zhao is good at everything, but he is too conservative, you don't care if what he said is true or not, you need a regiment's equipment first.

"Penicillin, sulfonamides, medical equipment, gun repair." Zhang Gang wrote down what Zhao Gang said, and then slapped his chest: "Don't worry, my political commissar will take care of everything, and I will handle everything for you."

(End of this chapter)