"Nian Qiao, there is something wrong with your thinking."

"It's like I'm trying to poach someone."

"You can't think like that."

"Why do you go to the Central Aviation School and study hard to fly a plane?"

Fang Yu asked directly.

"Purpose……"

"Of course it's for masturbation!"

"To blow up the Japanese plane!"

Zeng Nianqiao, deputy squadron leader of Xulong Squadron, said without hesitation.

"So."

"Enlarge the picture and take a longer-term view."

"Do your classmates in the squadron flying brigade of the Central Military Commission have enough aircraft to fly?"

"Even if you can fly a plane, do you have the chance to fly for nine days and fight the Japanese fighter bombers to the end?"

Fang Yu issued a soul question.

"this……"

"I have communicated with my senior brothers before..."

"Although they have their own fighter jets,... their basic function is to detect the enemy's situation..."

"Every time the Japanese plane comes, they are the first ones to be evacuated..."

"There is no chance to stain the battlefield with blood and fight to the end with the Japanese planes..."

"I know that many pilots in the Central Army's air force already have strong opinions..."

"This is true for these pilots who own independent fighter planes, let alone those pilots who do not have the opportunity to own independent fighter planes..."

"Commander, I understand what you mean."

"I am confident that I will bring back a group of passionate and patriotic pilots from the Central Aviation School."

Xulong Squadron Captain Zhang Qi nodded and said solemnly.

Pilots don't make promises easily.

Keep your promises!

"Well! There's no rush now..."

"You can go again after this battle is over."

"In addition, the Japanese 41st Division will arrive soon, and the artillery regiment of the Japanese 41st Division will definitely bombard us by then."

"With the previous experience of the total destruction of the Japanese 40th Division Artillery Regiment, they will definitely not let us find the opportunity to be destroyed easily this time!"

"At that time, you will need your Xulong Squadron to dispatch Junkers bombers for a wave of bombings..."

"The Japanese don't have bombers to help them now, but we do."

Fang Yu smiled slightly...

"In addition, there are three Junkers bombers in the warehouse over there..."

"In addition to the two original aircraft of Xulong Squadron..."

"This is the fifth plane..."

"When the battle begins, these five Junkers bombers must take off to fight!"

"The Xulong Flying Squadron now has six pilots who can directly fly aircraft..."

"As for the lack of navigators, bombardiers, and machine gunners on the Junkers bombers... just let some student pilots serve. This does not require too many high-end skills and is relatively simple."

"Zhang Qi, Nian Qiao, the battle is far from over..."

"Your Xulong Flying Squadron has a long way to go!"

Fang Yu said solemnly.

"Don't worry, Commander! This time we will make sure the Japanese never come back!"

Zhang Qi's eyes sparkled...

Commander...a god!

Got three more Junkers bombers!

So powerful!

Follow the commander and eat meat all the time.

Eat enough meat and kill those little devils!

The moment when the sun rises in the east! It always makes people feel so intoxicated!

…

Taking advantage of the brief silence after the artillery fire, the more than 3,000 soldiers in the entire reinforced battalion fell asleep wrapped in blood-clothed clothes.

This is bound to be an uneventful night.

It looks messy in every aspect...

The Japanese intelligence system is far more violent than usual...

Send information one by one.

One piece of information was sent in again.

Not only the entire northwestern Shanxi was in turmoil, but even the Japanese headquarters in North China were in turmoil.

…

Taiyuan.

Devil Headquarters.

Staff officer Ono hasn't slept yet, he is still on duty.

Too many things happened recently, which made him a little unstable and confused.

At this moment, my head is buzzing and trembling!

Now he just wanted to get him through this terrible night.

"It's already early in the morning."

"It should be fine."

"At least I got through the day."

"I will submit my resignation to the Commander tomorrow."

"I have finally seen through it. Now the entire First Army is beginning to be unlucky."

"So-called good news...will eventually turn out to be bad news."

"call……"

"I'd better leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible."

"I can't stand it."

Staff Officer Ono's eyes flashed, and then he said firmly.

Obviously, he is still very rational.

I knew this situation was quite confusing, so I thought of escaping.

Stop losses early.

"Staff Ono! This is a new battle report. Please submit it to the Commander."

A soldier delivered the telegram and left immediately.

The relaxed expression on Ono's face suddenly stopped and was replaced by extreme numbness...

I xxxxx……

Is this the powerful Murphy effect?

The less you want something to happen, the more it will inevitably happen.

Tired.

Destroy it.

Assy!

Staff Officer Ono took a deep breath, and he was praying... praying that there was no bad news in this battle report...
To be continued...