American Manga God

"Don't be so rigid! Come on, Miss Black Widow, sing along--suck, fuck, fuck! fuck, fuck, fuck—"

Natalia was helpless, and she didn't understand, because Mao's once reliable and powerful brother Meijie Cao flew out of the Soviet air defense zone and suddenly released himself.

You know, whether the Soviet military or the intelligence department, the atmosphere is always quite serious. However, this is not a regular battle, and naturally there will be no political commissar to boost morale or supervise everyone.

Mei Jiecao, a brigadier general with a star on his epaulette, is already a very big official. The largest on the commando side is a second lieutenant, not even Natasha, the lieutenant who was promoted to the Black Widow at the same time.

In other words, this song is really good, and I hummed along without noticing it.

Later, after more than half a century, she, who had changed her name to Natasha, knew that the original text of the song was "baby! baby! Oh—"

After a few more days, she realized that Mei Mumu, the bastard, really did not sing wrong.

Mei Mumu's repertoire was numerous, and it changed to: "I'll feed you some shit, make an impossible death for you Shizuko..."

Anyway, Mei Jiexao turned the entire internal communication channel of the plane into karaoke, and God is still the overlord of the microphone!

After transformation, part of the bomb bay was changed to a rear compartment for people, and a plane commando looked at each other in dismay. After finally waiting for Mei Liangxin to sing a song, a recruit finally couldn't help it: "Sir, can I ask a question?"

"Ask!" Mei said back.

"Let's fly over like this, really?"

"It's okay! The air defense of those dwarfs is very weak. The real danger is the weather and the terrain." Meimumu is extremely optimistic.

"What if we hit a mountain?" the recruit asked weakly.

Mei Xin Meifei shrugged: "Probably we will be smashed to pieces, and the bodies will be evenly scattered within a radius of nearly 1,000 square meters in the explosion."

"..." The recruit shut up.

"Don't worry! This is my first battle with my disciples, how could it be so sloppy." Laughing without discipline, finally made the recruit feel better.

Meimumu pouted and said nothing. By the middle of World War II, most of the elites of any country had been lost, and even such special operations had to be mixed with new recruits. This was unthinkable before the war.

The second lieutenant of the commando walked over and patted the recruit on the head: "Idiot! Have you forgotten our mission and mission? From the day we took the gun, we were ready to die for the country. And the chief is not afraid, What are we afraid of!? That's the man who went to Berlin for a walk!"

At this point in time, in the hearts of the Red Army soldiers, Berlin was still equated with the magic cave. It's a miracle to be able to walk back from there and not die. Not to mention saving so many generals and compatriots back.

It has not been announced to the outside world, but it is not a secret internally.

The big-headed soldiers don't know how to fly, and they don't know the risks and difficulties they are facing at the moment.

The navigator was very worried. This is an ultra-low altitude flight below 100 meters in stormy weather. Below 100 meters, the height scale has a grid scale. Pilots with a little experience know that if the distance is less than 100 meters, they can only be visually detected and felt by the naked eye.

The problem was that the stormy night made the pilots blind. The nose window was full of rain, and I couldn't see anything. I feel that Mei Mumu is just flying blindly.

The partial coordinates are correct.

This is God.

There seems to be a light on the front right, which should be a coastal city. The navigator could clearly feel the plane climbing gently, following a line of mountains that were barely discernible to the naked eye.

The navigator opened his mouth in astonishment, unable to close it at all. Only he knew that this guy, Mei Mumu, was actually doing what an ace pilot would dare to do on a sunny day—continuing to fly at an ultra-low altitude along the elevation of the terrain!

As for being discovered by radar and intercepting a large number of fighter jets, this does not exist.

Maozi's focus is not on the Far East, and most of the information is vague. The Yankee allies on the other side of the Pacific Ocean simply hope to use Maozi's life to drag down the menacing National Defense Forces. It's okay to give aircraft and artillery support, but not to talk about intelligence sharing.

Only a certain traveler knows through the exchanged World War II encyclopedia:

Since 1941, Japan's productivity has been far from keeping up with consumption, so the Japanese army is determined to hide most of the aircraft and wait for the decisive battle when the United States lands.

There are only 970 Army and Navy aircraft serving as air defense and only 2,590 anti-aircraft guns. For Japan, which has more than 370,000 square kilometers, it is no longer enough to describe the fact that there are too many monks and porridges. Most of the areas are undefended.

The most amazing thing is yet to come. The Japanese navy refused to release anti-aircraft guns to protect cities and industrial bases, and all went to defend naval ports, naval bases and garrison houses.

The most unfortunate thing is that just tonight, Mei Mumu also found out that Lao Mei was here to join in the fun. There was a massive amount of interference radio waves in the eastern sky, which should be the old American electronic warfare B-29 bomber.

This electronic warfare aircraft can effectively suppress the Japanese air defense radar and anti-aircraft gun fire control radar, which reduces the effectiveness of Japan's gun aiming radar by 90%. The effective detection and tracking distance of air defense radar has also dropped from an average of 30-40 kilometers to a mere 2-5 kilometers.

puff! I was so sleepy that someone brought a pillow.

Maozi's plane belongs to Laomei, and regardless of Laomei's radar, it can detect this mysterious bomber flying at an ultra-low altitude.

This B-24 bomber is naturally a castrated version of the low-end, and it is in a state of radio silence~www.readwn.com~ Except for Mei, no one on the plane knows what is going on outside.

Mei has a radio signal sensor embedded in the balance system, and also loaded a topographic map of Japan in 2016 from another earth.

Shenma goat simulation, flight simulation, European truck simulation! In a world where all kinds of simulation games have it, it's too easy to get this.

Compare the three-dimensional map in the brain, and compare the electromagnetic wave signals everywhere. Mei Mumu has made impossible flying feats in this era.

This modified B-24 is not fully loaded with bombs, but only a small amount of bombs are installed to ensure standard range. From Vladivostok, the range of more than 5,000 kilometers is definitely enough for this B-24 to fly back and forth. The premise is that it can land smoothly.

Before the Maozi felt anything, they found that the plane had begun to slow down and put down the landing gear.

"Yo! Brothers! Prepare to land!"

With a roar, the plane landed on a long mountainside terrace after exaggerated taxiing in the dark storm...