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Chapter 1510, British Gong(2/4)

However, the air offense stopped, and the ground offense began again.

On the frontier report, the intensity of the Japanese invaders began to increase. There was a brigade level attack.

Zhang Yong was a little irritable and immediately arrived at the front line.

Indeed, the attack intensity of the Japanese invaders has increased. In multiple locations, hundreds of Japanese invaders tried to penetrate and approach.

Uncomfortable.

Immediately ordered the Rockets to prepare.

"..."

"..."

A rocket fell down, overwhelming.

Hundreds of Japanese Venus danced in a violent explosion. Then disappeared.

"..."

"..."

Five rounds of continuous bombing.

Until the radar map shows that all the red dots disappear.

Then order the troops to fight back.

The Japanese invaders are pursued all the way. It chased out for more than ten kilometers. Only the retreat slowly.

Go to other parts. The output of the Japanese invaders who attacked. Explore it thoroughly. Then pursue it. Always chase more than ten kilometers.

"Made ..."

"Let you mess with me!"

"Well!"

"Well!"

Raise his hand. Bleach a dog's head of the Japanese army Cao.

In fact, the Japanese invaders Cao had died. It was only Zhang Yong uncomfortable. So he continued to make up the gun.

"Come!"

"arrive!"

"A brand erected here. I wrote on it: Okamura Ningji, I waited to explode your dog head!"

"yes!"

The people around you immediately arranged.

Soon, a wooden sign was erected.

The above is indeed written in the name of Okamura Ningji.

Then I turned back. I felt that I was suffocating, and there was no place to vent.

or?

Counterattack?

Suddenly a thought.

It happened that the 68,69th army was almost resting, and you can attack.

Without waiting for Okamura Ningqi to attack, I will attack first.

I take the initiative.

right!

that's all.

Passive beating is boring and must be counterattack.

"Specialist ..."

Zhang Weifan welcomed it, and stopped talking.

Zhang Yong stretched out his hand to report the situation in the opponent's hand.

It is about Hankou being bombed.

The casualties are very heavy.

The National Air Force lost 17 pilots and lost 29 aircraft.

The Soviet Volunteer Air Force lost thirteen planes. The pilots did not say.

frown.

Hope the data is true.

Why?

Because the National Army has always had a tradition of false reporting.

The loss of its own may be reduced. The real loss may be larger than the notification.

Is it normal?

Actually it is normal.

Of course, the combat effectiveness of the National Air Force is not as good as the Japanese invaders.

Especially in the air fighting, it is completely one side. Only the slaughter.

The technology like Gao Yuanhang is placed in the Japanese invaders, in fact, it is barely considered a second.

It's even more incomparable with Japanese invasion HNA.

Once the zero -carrier -based aircraft is served, the situation will be worse.

First -class fighter performance, coupled with first -class pilots, will make the national air force suffer.

Of course, the pilot of the Soviet Volunteer Air Force is better. But compared with the Japanese pilots who pursue the military policy, there is still a gap. Frankly, the quality has never been a strong point of the Soviets.

"Our loss is too great ..." Zhang Weifan was in a heavy mood. "This goes on, it is estimated that the plane will be shot."

"That's it." Zhang Yong did not express his opinion. Pour back the situation.

This is the contest of comprehensive national strength. Personal ability is limited.

There are people in the Japanese invaders who have planes and can touch hard. Don't be afraid of losses.

On the contrary, a little bit of the National Air Force could not support it at all.

As for the Soviet ...

It depends on how much they are willing to pay.

If they feel the price is too big, they will definitely shrink. They cannot invest all military power for Huaxia.

There is no wrong one, one time, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one by one!

"Commissioner, will you send you to Hankou?"

"have no idea."

Zhang Yong answered honestly.

He is too lazy to think.

Losing the car Baoshuai? Maybe.

However, the consequences of giving up Anqing are as serious.

How to choose, the bald head is estimated to be difficult to decide. His hair must be less and less.

Right now, the bald head still has a little bit of hair root. But by next year, it is estimated that all of them will be gone. It will completely change the bald head.

Stress mountain!

"That……"

"I obey the deployment of the seat."

"Commissioner, if you are ordering you to go back to Hankou, what about Anqing?"

"Save strength, fight and retreat!"

"Understood."

Zhang Weifan answered slowly.

Zhang Yong took a piece of letter paper. This is his written order.

Preparation.

If he leaves Anqing, he will leave this written order.
To be continued...
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