Where did Yang Yue go?

Of course I'm going to fly...

Ah, no, I'm going to find a place to release the Stinger's air defense missile and play.

It is best not to let others see this kind of secret weapon with great power. Otherwise, it will take three days and three nights to explain.

Five sets of stinger air defense missiles can shoot down five Japanese aircraft.

Let’s see how many Japanese planes are there.

A moment later, the Japanese planes appeared. Hehe, there were exactly five.

This is a bit interesting!

No wonder the system forces itself to exchange for the Stinger Air Defense Missile. It turns out that it is reluctant to use the Avant-2.

Indeed, Avant-2 is too advanced, too advanced, too wasteful.

Without thinking, he took out a poisonous sting.

power ups.

Turn on.

Radar locks the target.

No difficulty at all.

In front of propeller aircraft, any individual air defense missile in later generations is a magical tool.

I don’t know what model the five propeller planes of the Japanese are, but I feel that the flight speed is very slow. I guess they are older models. The landing gear has not been retracted. They are fixed.

Basically, during World War II, aircraft with fixed landing gears were all relatively old. The aircraft developed later could be retracted and released only after landing.

"Didi!"

Prompts can be launched.

Turn the switch immediately.

"Puff!"

"call!"

The missile ignites and then sprays it out.

A faint white light shot towards the plane in the air at high speed.

Then……

An airplane turned into a ball of fire and exploded.

A large amount of debris fell from the sky like a waterfall.

"boom!"

It took a while before the explosion came.

Yang Yue was indifferent.

Small things are not worth mentioning.

It's like chopping watermelon with a fire axe. It's a waste of money.

The second stinger was already on the shoulder.

power ups.

Turn on.

Radar locked.

emission.

"Puff!"

"laugh!"

A white light passed by.

Another propeller plane turned into a ball of fire.

“Baga…”

"How is it possible..."

Uesugi Miou was completely shocked.

He never expected that the Imperial Army's plane would be so fragile.

Before they even entered the attack range, two of them were knocked out! There were only five aircraft in total, and two of them were killed in the blink of an eye!

What weapon did it?

It's impossible to see at all.

But it's certainly not anti-aircraft guns.

Because I didn't hear the sound of anti-aircraft guns at all, nor did I see the smoke screen caused by the explosion of anti-aircraft gun shells in the air.

Is it an anti-aircraft machine gun?

Of course not. Where can anti-aircraft machine guns have such great power?

If anti-aircraft machine guns could easily shoot down two aircraft, the Imperial Army's aviation troops would have long been unable to support the attacks of ground infantry.

Evil.

eccentric.

Strange.

Uesugi Miou was anxious and panicked.

He wanted to know what weapon the Eighth Route Army used.

It's a pity...

He was pinned down.

Nothing can be seen.

"boom!"

I just heard a dull explosion.

Needless to say, another Imperial Army plane must have been shot down.

Baga!

This is the third one!

In just a moment, three planes were shot down.

Why?

Why?

Why did the Imperial Army's plane appear in Longwan?

Who asked for tactical guidance? Is it the idiot Shibata Kusato? Or the coward Guan Gushikami?

Even though I knew that the Eighth Route Army was difficult to deal with, I still asked the plane to arrive. Isn’t it because I was seeking death?

Who will be responsible for the losses of the three aircraft?

"Baga!"

“Retreat immediately!”

The other two planes, who realized that they were not good, made a quick turn and pulled up, trying to escape from the enemy's attack range.

They couldn't see who was attacking them at all. They only saw a white light.

I suspect I was dazzled...

"laugh!"

"boom!"

Another Stinger's individual air defense missile flew over.

The fourth plane turned into a ball of fire in mid-air, completely shattered, and then slowly fell.

"boom!"

The fifth plane did not escape either.

It staggered on the open ground in the middle.

This kind of propeller aircraft with a flight speed of only four or five hundred kilometers per hour is not the opponent of individual air defense missiles!

Even Yang Yue felt that he was just using a slaughter to kill the chicken.
To be continued...