Chapter 591: Something happened again?

"You hold on for another half an hour, and the reinforcements will arrive soon! Victory will ultimately belong to us!" When Colonel Ropoyev received the communication from behind, he couldn't help but punch the flight panel hard.

"Reinforcements? Persist for half an hour? What a stupid pig!" After calming down, he couldn't help but smile and cursed inwardly. The commander on the other end of the communicator was unknown and was simply blindly commanding. Even if Ropoyev had reported the losses, he kept asking him to persist.

In just less than half an hour, the Soviet Union's losses exceeded thirty. How can the remaining twenty aircraft be with at least more than fifty more advanced vanguard aircraft?

"Don't be afraid of sacrifice, fight to the end!" The slogan from the communicator was stunned. He frowned and spitted on the communicator, then aimed at a vanguard fighter plane and rushed up.

He used all his skills, gathered the remaining twenty planes, and struggled to support him in the clamping of Hellcats and lightning, not seeking to attack, but only seeking to stabilize his position and defend to the end.

But the novice pilots of the Soviet Union were obviously even less cooperative, and Ropoyev could only helplessly watch his companions disappear from the team one by one. It was not until a group of planes flew in the distance towards the rising sun that his depressed heart became active again.

The reinforcements were faster than he thought. Twenty minutes later, when Ropoyev was left with only five planes driven by three veterans and two novice men, more than forty Soviet planes appeared in everyone's sight with the north wind.

"It's from the 70th Air Regiment, they're here to help us!" said the veteran on his wingman in surprise.

Ropoyev was relieved when he knew that the 70th Air Regiment was coming to assist the 70th Air Regiment this time.

The 70th Aviation Regiment once participated in the air combat in Manzhouli. Some pilots also accumulated rich experience in combat against Japan. Although some excellent pilots disappeared during the cleaning process, they were generally better than his Aviation Regiment.

Seeing more than 40 reinforcements coming to support were approaching, more roars from the air came from the air.

Soviet reinforcements arrived, how could the radar station not detect it?

The prepared vanguard reinforcements immediately took off to intercept.

"Luo Yingde is not authentic, he always insists on a knightly demeanor. He has to fight with the *** one-on-one and leave us aside. Now, this time, the new little chicken that the Russians have come here is ours!" Deng Congkai teased happily.

"Be careful, this time we came to the 70th Air Regiment of the Soviet Union, which is relatively strong!" In the communicator, Le Yiqin, the commander of the 10th Air Regiment of the Fourth Air Force, quickly received the latest information discovered by the Pioneer Army.

Although the vanguard army was not sure about the movements of the Soviet Union's air force in the Far East, the deployment of troops in Outer Mongolia was under the control of the vanguard army. The 70th Aviation Regiment there had just taken off to support the support, and the information was immediately released.

"Don't worry! We will fight less, we won't suffer any losses!" Deng Congkai said easily. The reinforcements from the Soviet Russians on the opposite side only came by 42 planes, but the Pioneer Army dispatched 60 this time.

Now the air force organization of the Pioneer Army is still the same as before. It has two aircraft, four aircraft are a squadron, and 16 squadrons. After the brigade and two aircraft from the brigade headquarters, the full brigade is 66. Deng Congkai's fighter brigade has almost all been dispatched this time.

"Be careful!" Le Yiqin smiled. He knew that Deng Congkai would not care about the saying of fighting less. Every time he fought, he would be a lion who would snatch the rabbit with all his strength and he didn't need to worry too much.

"No problem, wait for us to win and return!" Deng Congkai smiled and immediately issued an order to fight.

Two Hellcat Squadrons and two Thunder and Lightning Squadrons began to attack the oncoming Soviet 70th Aviation Regiment, one left and one right.

"God!" Roboyev exclaimed in his heart. When he saw that the Pioneer Army had sent more reinforcements, his heart sank again. He had experienced the Pioneer Army's planes. Whether it was lightning or lightning or Hellcats, they were much better than Soviet planes.

He knew about the situation of the 70th Aviation Regiment. Although the pilot was stronger than his Aviation Regiment, the aircraft's performance was still the i-15 and i-16 leaders, and at most, the i-16 was more, but it still could not fight against the Pioneer Army's aircraft.

"I hope the Chinese reinforcements' technical level is not as good as these people!" Roboyev was still looking forward to it. He tried his best to survive the 24-type i-16 aircraft with two holes on the wing. For the pilots of Luo Yingde's brigade, he still noticed that their level was very high.

He hoped that he would meet elite pilots in the vanguard army, and those reinforcements were reserved, so they might have hope of holding on. But reality gave him a blow.

Deng Congkai's opponents had strict requirements. The pilots in his brigade were not inferior to Luo Yingde's brigade at all. In the first confrontation, the 70th Aviation Regiment fell 7 planes, while Deng Congkai's brigade had only one aircraft removed from the injury.

This is the latest 29th i-16 aircraft in the 70th Aviation Regiment. The 12.7mm machine gun replaced on it poses a greater threat to Thunderbolt and Hellcats.

The subsequent confrontation made Ropoyev's heart feel cold again.

His brigade had almost been damaged, but at this time more than 150 aircraft were still fighting in the sky. Although the aircraft of the vanguard army accounted for the majority, most of the ones falling from the air were Soviet aircraft. The long smoke from the falling planes was like chains that locked Ropoyev's desire.

When eight flames in the sky bit his plane, Ropoyev covered the bullet hole in his chest that was constantly spraying blood, breathed a sigh of relief, looking up at the sky and letting the plane fall freely.

It was not until the fireballs of the plane exploded on the ground that Luo Yingde breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was curious about the identity of the pilot who was skilled in the plane and repeatedly avoided the pursuit, he did not care much about the king vs. king's duel just completed. For him, Deng Congkai's brigade was fighting against Soviet reinforcements, and there were more merits waiting for them.

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"Chairman, the Air Force is a great victory!" Yan Xishan ran to Meng Xiang's office early in the morning and reported the good news to Meng Xiang.

Although I know that Meng Xiang may have received the news long ago, reporting good news to Meng Xiang is a matter of attitude.

"Chairman, this time our air force taught the Soviets a lesson. Yesterday, there were nearly a hundred Soviet enemy planes shot down by one day, and this was a great victory!" Yan Xishan smiled. He had been paying attention to the war in Outer Mongolia. Although Fu Zuoyi's army was a little bit of a stern, it was his former force. This time he was the main force attacking Outer Mongolia, and he was naturally very enthusiastic about the war there.

During the Recovery War, he was also one of the combat consultants of the Pioneer Army. In the past, the strength of the Jin army extended to Inner Mongolia and had many connections with Outer Mongolia. This time, the attack on Outer Mongolia was due to Shanxi's logistics support or external guidance, and some things were required by him, a landlord who had been in Shanxi for more than 20 years, to coordinate.

As a result, he learned the news very quickly.

"Good fight! Not bad!" Meng Xiang nodded. He had already known the news last night.

The Soviet Union was very motivated to stick to the end, and later reinforcements from the 23rd and 56th Aviation Regiments came to support, and the vanguard army continued to increase troops without hesitation. However, the vanguard army always had the advantage, and the front-line airport was close to the distance, and the aircraft took off and landed at any time to replenish ammunition and fuel. The 10th Aviation Regiment of the Fourth Air Force still had 300 aircraft waiting to replenish reserves.

The Soviets' airports were far away, and they suffered heavy losses under the continuous tactics of adding fuel. But they kept persevering until dusk, and the two sides stopped fighting.

Of course, the Soviets were not stupid enough to be shot down. Although the fuel was constantly added, the planes that arrived were becoming more and more careful, and the losses in the future no longer increased sharply. The final report of the Pioneer Army to clean the battlefield was 92, while the Pioneer Army had only eleven planes shot down and four pilots were sacrificed. This achievement was also a great victory.

However, Yan Xishan looked at Meng Xiang's expression a little strange. This great victory was enough to make people happy, but when he took a look, Meng Xiang's expression was a little unnatural.

Usually when Meng Xiang saw this old fox, she smiled and didn't express any opinions easily, but this time Yan Xishan saw Meng Xiang a little dazed and didn't even smile as she always had.

"Is something happened?" Yan Xishan thought to himself, "This time, whether it is ground or air battle, we clearly have the advantage over the Soviet Union. Is there any other country's intervention? Or other situations have occurred?"

Meng Xiang ignored Yan Xishan's guess. His heart was constantly churning, repeatedly recalling something that happened last night. For him, that incident was enough to make him remember it deeply, but it was as vague as a dream.
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