After more than twenty Mustang fighters shot down all the Japanese bombers, everyone seemed to be a little impressed. Several Mustang fighter pilots saw more than a dozen Japanese soldiers who were parachute below, who had opened their parachutes and were landing on the ground. {http:

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These wild horse fighter pilots immediately flew their planes down and dived, shooting at the Japanese in the sky. All Japanese who were shot by machine guns on the plane turned into a bloody mist.

When the captain of the Mustang fighter jet saw several of his pilots looking for trouble for the Japanese parachuting again, he smiled and cursed in his heart, "These bastards are so idle."

The parachuting Japanese suddenly felt something was wrong when they saw the Chinese fighter plane diving down. They saw several Japanese soldiers being beaten into a bloody mist. The remaining Japanese were frightened, their faces looked like earth, and they were extremely anxious, thinking that they would land on the ground as soon as possible.

In the eyes of these Japanese, the height of these hundreds of meters seemed so long. I felt that it had been a long time, but the height had only dropped a little. In the eyes of the Japanese, these wild horse fighter jets roared again.

Several wild horse fighter jets opened fire violently at the remaining Japanese. The Japanese were all broken by dense large-caliber machine gun bullets, looking terrible. Some of them were only half of the people hanging on the parachute and slowly floated to the ground.

After destroying all the Japanese, these Mustang fighters were immediately lifted up and joined the large army. Everyone flew to Datong Airport.

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Datong. The 36th Army Command.

The good news from the flight brigade. Gao Zhihang had already reported to Zhang Yunfei as soon as possible. This victory, the two Japanese flight squadrons and more than 30 aircraft were wiped out. Gao Zhihang was very happy. He not only went to the airport to greet the triumphant pilots, but also shook hands with all the pilots who performed this mission one by one.

After receiving the good news from Gao Zhihang, Zhang Yunfei was also very happy. This battle brought another heavy blow to the Japanese North China Front Air Force. I am afraid that this time, the Japanese Beiping Airport's aircraft had already suffered more than half of the losses.

Comrade Zuo Qingquan, Chief of Staff, read the good news from the Flight Brigade, also said happily: "Commander-in-Chief. This time we not only severely attacked the Japanese Air Force, but more importantly, the old Japanese, Okamura Yasuji, must think that we really want to attack Zhangjiakou.

Not only did we dispatch more than 70,000 people from three infantry divisions, we also showed the powerful firepower of more than 200 heavy artillery units in three artillery regiments. This time we dispatched so many planes, Okamura Yasuji didn't think we couldn't kill Zhangjiakou anymore."

After saying that, Comrade Zuo Qingquan, the Chief of Staff, laughed heartily.

Comrade Deng Wenping, the director of the General Political Department next to him, also laughed and said happily: "This time, we are even more confident in fighting the Japanese's Mengsui Army. Now I guess the attention of both China and Japan is on Zhangjiakou."

For a moment, the command center was filled with laughter and joy.

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Beiping, the command of the Japanese North China Front Army.

Neji Kamura was still walking around the office. An hour ago, he sent a fighter squadron and a bomber squadron to Zhangjiakou to attack the heavy artillery group that hit the ** team.

But after the order was issued, Okamura Yanji felt a little uneasy again. As time went by, the anxiety in his heart became stronger and stronger. It had been an hour since the plane had not returned yet.

Ten minutes ago, Gangmura Yanji had called Peking Airport to inquire. Peking Airport replied that the plane had not returned yet, and the airport could not contact these two aircraft squadrons for the time being.

Helplessly, Okamura Yanji had to wait anxiously in his office. More than 30 planes have exceeded half of all the planes at Peking Airport. Okamura Yanji attaches great importance to these planes.

Just as Okamura Yasuji was waiting anxiously, the Japanese Chief of Staff quickly walked in, stood attentively saluted, and said with sadness: "Your Excellency Commander, you just received a telegram from Zhangjiakou. Half an hour ago, the 36th Army dispatched more than 20 planes and had a fierce air battle with our planes near Zhangjiakou."

After saying that, the Chief of Staff of the Japanese Son was a little choked and he couldn't continue talking for the moment.

Angry Okamura Nishi immediately said angrily: "Baga, let's talk about it quickly. How is our plane going? The three heavy artillery groups of the Chinese team were blown up."

The Japanese Chief of Staff finally managed to control his emotions and continued: "According to a telegram from the 30th Division of Zhangjiakou, our fighter squadron had a fierce battle with more than ten minutes of more than 20 aircraft from China, and all our fighter planes were broken."

After saying that, the Japanese staff lowered their heads deeply.

After hearing this, Okamura Yanji felt that his eyes seemed a little dark and almost stood firm. The Japanese Chief of Staff next to him reacted quickly and supported Okamura Yanji, who was weak in both feet.

At this time, Okamura Yasuji felt stormy in his heart, and he was very shocked and unbelievable that his fighter jet squadron, a similar number of Chinese fighter jets, was destroyed in just over ten minutes.

What shocked and uneasy Okamura Yanji was that the Chinese team had actually dispatched a large number of planes to participate in the battle. Okamura Yanji thought to himself, it seemed that Zhang Yunfei was determined to attack Zhangjiakou this time.

Zhangjiakou cannot be missed. Okamura Yasuji thought to himself that Zhangjiakou is not only the northwest gate of Peking, but also has a very important geographical location. It has always been a must-fight for military strategists.

After a long time, Okamura Yanji's mood calmed down slightly, and he continued to ask with hope: "How is our bomber squadron? Did the three heavy artillery groups in the CN* team be bombed?"

The Japanese Chief of Staff lowered his head, not daring to face Okamura's hopeful gaze, and continued to say sadly: "The heavy artillery group of the Chinese team was not destroyed. Our bomber squadron took advantage of the Chinese fighter jets and our fighter jet squadron to successfully evacuate the battlefield and retreat to the Beiping Airport. It is estimated that in a while, our bomber squadron will return to the Beiping Airport."

Seeing that China's heavy artillery group was not destroyed, Okamura Nishi felt a little disappointed. He lost so many fighter jets and excellent pilots, but he did not destroy the heavy artillery group of the China National Team. Fortunately, the bomber squadron successfully retreated and there was no loss. Okamura Nishi thought to himself that this may be the only place to celebrate this operation.

Okamura Yasuji didn't know that at this time, the Japanese bomber squadron had been successfully destroyed by Chinese Mustang fighter jets. If Okamura Yasuji knew, the bomber squadron would have been destroyed, and he would definitely be so angry that he would vomit blood.

Okamura Yanji, who looked a little ugly, took a few steps in his office. After thinking for a while, he began to issue a series of orders: "Order all reinforcements to march quickly. The vanguard troops took the train and went to Zhangjiakou along the Pingsui Line tomorrow morning, and ordered the Third Field Heavy Artillery Brigade that was resting in Langfang to reinforce Zhangjiakou immediately."

Originally, they only planned to send two or three field divisions to support Zhangjiakou, but considering that the heavy artillery group of the China ** team is relatively powerful and it would be a disadvantage if they do not suppress the heavy artillery, so Okamura Yasuji temporarily decided to ask the Third Brigade of the Field Heavy Artillery to support Zhangjiakou.

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Zhangjiakou, the position of the Second Infantry Division.

The shelling was just over at this time. Qian Long was standing in the trench with a telescope, looking carefully at the Japanese position in the distance opposite.

The air battle just now was fierce and exciting, which opened everyone's eyes, but the fierce shelling of half an hour seemed to be effective. In the telescope, Qian Long saw that many fortifications were destroyed on the Japanese devil's position in the distance, and the Japanese devil's casualties were quite afraid of.

Qian Long saw that on the Japanese's position, many Japanese were cleaning up the bodies of Japanese devils while the artillery was ceased. Many Japanese devils also carried stretchers and carried the Japanese injured in the artillery down from the positions one by one.

Next to Qian Long, Comrade Wang Mingzhong, the chief of staff of the Second Infantry Division, also held a telescope and looked at the tragic phenomenon of the Japanese positions opposite. After watching for a long time, Comrade Wang Mingzhong put down the telescope and said happily: "Terminal Commander, our artillery is fighting well this time. The Japanese may suffer a lot of losses now. I am worried that if the Japanese are too anxious, they may attack us."

Qian Long smiled slightly and said confidently: "The Japanese will not take the initiative to attack us for the time being. The Japanese are still waiting for their reinforcements. The Commander-in-Chief predicts that the old Japanese devil, Okamura, may mobilize two or three field divisions to reinforce Zhangjiakou. I think they will only launch an active attack on us when the Japanese reinforcements arrive."

"I hope so. If the Japanese dare to take the initiative to attack at this time, we will tell him to go but not return." Wang Mingzhong said confidently.

"Chief of Staff, despite this, I still have to notify the soldiers to repair the fortifications. Maybe in a few days, there will be a big battle here. In addition, to inform the artillery regiment to do a good job in defense, I am worried that the Japanese will suffer such a big loss in front of our artillery, and may make some small moves at night while it is dark."

Qian Long, the commander of the Second Infantry Division, was quite accurate. The Japanese were preparing to attack the artillery positions of the ** team at night.

In Zhangjiakou City, the command center of the 30th Division of the Japanese Division, Nanjiro, the commander of the Japanese Division, was convening a meeting of senior Japanese commanders to discuss how to get rid of the heavy artillery group of the Chinese team.

Today, the fierce shelling caused a lot of casualties to the Japanese. Nanjiro, the commander of the Japanese division, felt very painful when he saw a famous Japanese killer dying one after another under the shelling of the Central Team. Nanjiro secretly made up his mind to destroy the heavy artillery group of the Central Team outside the city at all costs, even if it was a heavy artillery group.

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