Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

 Time goes back to an hour and a half ago, Taiyuan Chengbei Airport.

This is the first airport built by Egg Dancer in Shanxi. It originally had only a simple earthen one-way runway, which was used by the Jinsui Army to train its own aviation fleet.

At the end of November, considering the growing number of fighter planes and the frequency of high-intensity missions, the headquarters simply dispatched a professional engineering team to expand the north of the city into a permanent airport with a cement runway.

The Second Division of Kongkong is located here.

“Team Wang and Squadron, Mr. Lin sent a telegram that the frontline requires us to arrive at the battlefield in half an hour.”

Hearing this, Fang Ziyi looked at his watch and said with some surprise:

"The enemy's speed is quite fast, dozens of minutes earlier than I expected. I immediately called back to the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region and said that the Second Air Division promised to complete the mission."

After the correspondent left, the first local ace pilot of the Eighth Route Army raised his eyebrows and issued a challenge application to Captain Wang Hai, who was both a mentor and a friend.

“Team Wang, since the establishment of the Second Division, we haven’t been on a mission together for a while. Do you want to compete today to see who has a higher offensive efficiency?”

“According to intelligence, there are still many armored units left in the cavalry group, and there are even one or two hidden 105 heavy artillery positions, which is barely a good sandbag.”

 “How about it, are you interested in a competition?”

 This operation, although mainly focused on ground bombing missions. However, considering safety issues, the First Air Division still sent some crews to escort.

 After all, the North China Front still has some fighters, so we can't treat the Japanese as human beings.

Since there were many novices among this group of soldiers, and even a few who were on the battlefield for the first time, Captain Wang Hai decided to lead the team himself after thinking about it.

 They arrived at the station of the brothers' troops in advance, and as soon as they received the order, they would take off and rush to the battlefield together.

 Faced with the sudden challenge, Team Wang took it without any hesitation.

"Okay, if the enemy plane doesn't show up, let's have a test, and I'll personally check your current level."

"Old rules, the artillery positions of the cavalry group are left to you. To be fair, my aerial bombs will be used to bomb the enemy's infantry. As for the final result, the winner or loser will be determined by the number of tanks and armored vehicles destroyed."

　　"Machine cannons and rocket launchers are your strengths, so there's no problem."

As soon as these words came out, Fang Ziyi immediately showed an excited expression. Although he is already the commander of division-level troops, he is still essentially a 24-year-old young man.

This kind of opportunity to compete with your teacher is rare, so now my heart is naturally full of excitement and expectation.

As for whether rockets and machine guns can destroy the Type 97 medium tank, the question is completely outside the scope of their thinking.

  After all, even a 20mm western gun has a penetration depth of 26mm after being replaced with a ground-piercing armor-piercing belt.

If the angle is right or you are lucky, you can even directly penetrate the 25mm frontal armor of the Type 97 medium tank. The relatively thin sides and top are not difficult.

 In a sense, fighters equipped with Hispano cannons are not much different from Cannonbirds and IL-2s on the Asian battlefield. This is the advantage of the regional matching mechanism.

 As for leaving a square wing for the artillery position, this has become an unspoken agreement between the master and the disciple.

 There is no way, who makes this book's industrial strength relatively low, the 105mm barrel gun is only equipped at the division level. If you want to achieve the achievement of destroying 150 artillery positions, you can only make concessions internally.

　　Hey, this **** desire to win.

 After a moment, Fang Ziyi waved his fist and said excitedly:

 “Let’s go, it’s a deal!”

“Today I want to show my comrades what it means to get French fries!”

Hearing the word "french fries", Captain Wang Hai shook his head helplessly.

  Japanese army ranks during World War II. The logos for Warrant Officer and below are really similar to the icons of Battlefield V. They can barely be regarded as a kind of French fries.

But even so, suddenly hearing such a word that did not belong to the current era still made Wang Qi a little nervous.

 After a moment, he pretended to be serious and said:

"You can always come up with new tricks for me. From now on, stop learning those messy things from Director Huang. If you have the time, you might as well lead more new recruits!"

 “Besides, have you ever eaten French fries? Kill the enemy, don’t lead the new recruits astray!”

"okay!"

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While talking, the master and apprentice had already arrived at the scheduled meeting point. Looking at the faces in front of him with an average age of only 20 years old, Fang Ziyi smiled from the bottom of his heart.

 A year ago, he and his comrades had just returned to the border area from the border. There are more than fifty of them, and they officially opened the Air Force for the army.

Just when Fang Ziyi was filled with emotions, Captain Wang patted him on the shoulder and then pointed to the podium in front and said:

“Go, you will host today’s swearing-in mobilization meeting. Choose your words well to inspire the fighting spirit of the comrades, and at the same time eliminate the nervousness and fear in the recruits.”

With the encouragement of his teacher, the current youngest division-level cadre in the Eighth Route Army stepped forward and spoke slowly to his comrades.

“I know that this is the first time for many of you to fly a fighter plane into battle to kill the enemy, and you will feel a little nervous and uneasy. I understand your current state.”

“Actually, a year ago, my performance was even worse than yours.”

“The day we first set off from the border, our group was still worried about whether there were planes in the border area. Where to get fuel and whether there would be enough ammunition were issues we kept discussing on the way.”

“In the air battle at Zhongtiao Mountain, without the desperate cover of my wingman, I would have died even in the first battle.”

 Speaking of this, some comrades who came from the border aviation school couldn’t help but laugh out loud. In this cheerful atmosphere, the recruits also relaxed a lot.

 When I recall it, it feels like a lifetime ago.

Even counting a few combat heroes, the entire Eighth Route Army Air Force had less than sixty people, including ground support teams and maintenance technicians.

 But according to the statistics of the entire military last month, the number of official pilots with combat qualifications has approached 600, and they can take off up to 500 aircraft at a time. If we include the senior students from the Border Aviation School, the number reaches one thousand.

 Among them, there are also seventeen ace pilots.

 According to Huang He, the Eighth Route Army has now officially entered the stage of equipping and waiting for people. Exceeding this book will only happen in the next year.

 Calculating the time, from the formal establishment of the army to the present, it only takes one year.

Perhaps compared with Desan, Pasta, Benzi, Mao Xiong, Daiying, and Chouguo, this kind of cultivation speed is nothing, or even a bit slow.

However, the above-mentioned countries either had civilian pilot training programs before the war, and were able to quickly select a large number of people with flying skills when the war broke out.

Either there have been professional aviation school institutions for a long time, and a large number of elites have been cultivated through early accumulation.

Of course, there is also a rather evil system like the British Air Force, which can mobilize the power of more than half of the Commonwealth at a critical moment to quickly train tens of thousands of pilots in Canada.

 But what does the Eighth Route Army have?

To put it bluntly, the Eighth Route Army has no foundation at all. Except for a small number of elites who were arranged by their superiors to study for a rainy day, there were only blind people who seemed to be unable to get rid of them no matter how hard they scanned.

 It is a feat to be able to train a thousand pilots in one year!

After all, looking at the Republic of China in 1941, excluding the entire united front of TG, it is still unknown whether a thousand formal pilots with combat effectiveness can be gathered.

Of course, we can’t just see the glamor on the surface, nor can we ignore or forget the firm belief behind it.

 In the hands of the army morale wizard and the deputy commander-in-chief, each has a list of comrades who have died in the past year. Those densely packed names are the price.

 The training difficulty of pilots is far beyond that of the general army.

 Infantry soldiers may suffer various injuries during training. But as long as you don't commit suicide, there is almost no danger to your life.

Even if the more difficult armored forces drive the Cicada tank into a ditch during training, they will rarely suffer casualties, most of which will be broken bones or something.

As long as something unexpected happens to the students, it means that they have stepped into the gate of hell.

 In the middle of World War II, ejection seats were still in their infancy. If comrades want to parachute while flying a British fighter plane, they must first jump out of the cockpit.

This is not a simple technical action. Many students don’t even grasp the correct time to practice skydiving.

 Just take a look at the flight students in the Commonwealth and you will know that together, the various training aircraft in the school will have an average of one major accident every 900 hours of flying.

 In just one year from October 1942 to 1943, six thousand people died in various flight schools.

So, it is definitely a feat that the Eighth Route Army can train nearly a thousand pilots with a solid foundation within a year with minimal casualties.

 This number will grow exponentially in the future.

What’s more, the comrades not only learned driving skills, but also learned aircraft-related subjects and technologies. They are still young and their learning ability has not yet reached its limit.

Even at the end of the war, the Eighth Route Army's air force mastered the technology of jet fighters, and they could quickly learn to master it.

 Seeing the cheerful soldiers in the audience, Fang Ziyi cleared his mind and continued:

“What I want to say is that there is no need for anyone to be afraid or uneasy.”

“For the **** division, our aircraft are more advanced and our numbers are greater than theirs. Even if there is a slight technological gap, it will be difficult for the Japs to shoot down the Spitfire.”

“Comrades of the Second Division, there is only one thing you need to think about, and that is how to grab a piece of meat from your teammates’ mouths. As for the anti-aircraft guns?”

 At this point, Fang Ziyi pretended to pause, and then put his ear towards the crowd.

“You just dodge it with a twist! The little devil’s army field air defense system, Desan’s Bodhisattva Navy will shake their heads when they see it.”

"Hahaha!"

 The unanimous shouts of the veterans of the Second Air Division completely eliminated the uneasiness in the hearts of the new recruits. However, there was one person with a dark face at the scene, and that was Captain Wang Hai.

"Go, go, don't make a fuss. Just dodge if you squirm. Don't listen to your captain's nonsense."

“If the **** crew encounters a tough situation, they must call nearby comrades. If they encounter force majeure, they can evacuate the battlefield with my approval.”

"Second Division, I know that most of you are elites. The field air defense of the North China Front is indeed average, but you must not develop the habit of underestimating the enemy."

“We will face the Kwantung Army in the future, and some comrades may have to board ships to face the United Fleet directly in the future. The task of bombing the mainland is also yours. If you don’t face the enemy, sooner or later something will happen.”

 Obviously, the old captain’s words are very useful.

 The soldiers no longer underestimated the enemy, and each of them secretly made up his mind. Even our North China Eagle lowered his head in embarrassment.

 After a moment, Captain Wang Hai looked at his watch, and then ordered everyone: "Let's go! This battle! Let's take back North China!"

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 Half an hour later, ninety-three Typhoon fighter jets took off one after another. The obvious palatal air intake perfectly explains what rugged aesthetics is.

 Surrounding the close support aircraft were twenty-four elegant Spitfires.

 Said to be escorts, in fact, the mission of these fighter jets is very easy. They are just to prevent the possible appearance of Japanese army aviation from disturbing the licking of the ground by the brother troops.

After all, with the performance of the Typhoon and the technology of the Second Air Division, it is completely possible to eliminate the Type 97, Type 1 Fighting Falcon and Type 2 Zhongkui while bombing the cavalry group.

As for the reason for moving in advance, it is also very simple. Although the Chengbei Airport is only more than 180 kilometers away from the left-wing battlefield in Dai County, it can be reached in about 20 minutes.

 But at night, it is not easy to dispatch and take off hundreds of fighter planes at once, not to mention that flying in the early morning is much more difficult than during the day.

 Fortunately, the headquarters and the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region had already made preparations and temporarily built a large number of indicator lighthouses between Taiyuan and Xinkou. As long as you fly along the lights, you will never get lost or yaw. (End of chapter)