Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

Lin Tian naturally knew everyone’s feelings. These three soldiers were all children, but they died so tragically. How could he not be sad?

"Get up! This is not your fault. It's all my responsibility as the commander!"

"I...I was carried away by victory. I should have warned everyone earlier!"

"The Japanese are ruthless and have launched germ warfare against our soldiers and civilians. Taiyuan, the Japanese headquarters, I never thought of the danger here!"

Lin Tian helped the medical worker up from the ground and said with self-blame.

"Commander, the gas mask has been found!" At this time, the monk came to Lin Tian with several trucks carrying gas masks.

Lin Tian quickly asked the soldiers to put on gas masks and seal the warehouse door.

The things here must be handled properly, otherwise if an explosion or leak occurs, Taiyuan will become a living hell.

"Commander, this is the Japanese storage list we found. It records that this batch of poison gas bombs was shipped to Taiyuan in the middle of last month. This kind of poison gas bomb should be the latest developed by the Japanese. I have never seen or heard of it before." Zhou Weiguo walked up to Lin Tian and took out several lists written in Japanese language and said.

Mid-last month? In other words, the Japanese were brought here not long ago?

No! Lin Tian suddenly thought of something.

"I know! This must be the poison gas bomb brought by Shouqi Saburo. He must be eager to establish military merits after taking office in order to consolidate his position!"

"But the Japanese were very afraid of our division being in Jin Province, so they thought of using poison gas bombs against us!"

"Otherwise, Ping'an County is in such a critical situation this time. The city has been breached. Logically, the Japanese should have used poison gas bombs in Ping'an County a long time ago. However, until now, they have not used poison gas bombs because their attack has not been successful. It seems that they are indeed preparing it for our first division!"

"Damn it! These bastards!!"

Lin Tian suddenly figured out the whole story. He was so angry that he punched the tree next to him with such great force that even some leaves fell off.

"Air defense! Weiguo, quickly send a message to Zhenhua and the others, asking them to send more fighter planes to patrol within 100 kilometers of Taiyuan! If you spot approaching enemy planes, destroy them immediately!"

"If the Japanese knew that Taiyuan was liberated by our First Division, they would definitely go crazy and send bombers to bomb the poison gas bomb warehouse!"

Lin Tian suddenly felt a chill on his back. Judging from the nature of the Japanese, they would not let go of this opportunity.

Even if they killed all the Chinese people in the city, it was just a necessity of the war for them. Anyway, they would massacre the Chinese people on a large scale in batches in the future to completely destroy the Chinese nation and exterminate the Chinese race.

"Yes! Commander!"

When Zhou Weiguo heard this, his pupils suddenly contracted. The situation the commander described was too possible. If the Japanese really succeeded, the consequences would be disastrous.

And after what happened just now, Lin Tian became even more determined to completely wipe out the evil and dirty Japanese nation from the world!

To annihilate the Japanese invaders across the country, this is something that can be done without any psychological burden for Lin Tian, ​​or for every Chinese man.

……

30 kilometers outside Taiyuan City...

Four Japanese fighter planes escorting three bombers were flying in formation towards Taiyuan.

The people who came were the flying squadron of the Eighth Route Army sent by Shouzaiburo to bomb Ping'an County.

Originally they were about to reach the designated bombing site, but their superiors frantically ordered them to withdraw to Taiyuan and guard Taiyuan together with other fighter planes of the empire.

"Captain! We're almost in Taiyuan, but we can't get any command on the radio. What's going on?" A Japanese pilot asked in confusion, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

"Stay alert, we don't have much fuel left. First drop the poison gas bombs to the north of Taiyuan City, which is farthest from the headquarters! Then fly back to the airport to refuel and continue fighting!" ordered the Japanese squad leader Zanozuka Mei. His intuition told him that this mission was full of crises.

Since we still can't get any signal, there is only one possibility, but this possibility is absolutely impossible to happen.

How could the Chinese army capture Taiyuan? Even if they were gods descended from heaven and had invincible power, it would be impossible for them to kill all of them after capturing Taiyuan.

Zano Meizuka could only go to Taiyuan with doubts.

……

Chengbei Airport, which is 80 kilometers away from Taiyuan City, has long been occupied by a division.

After Lin Tian's order was issued, Liu Zhenhua took it very seriously. So far, the commander's judgment has always been very correct.

Liu Zhenhua immediately dispatched 10 fighter jets, two in a group, to patrol within a 100-kilometer radius of Taiyuan to strictly guard against the Japanese fighter planes.

Liu Zhenhua also took his former wingman Zhang Guoyang into the air. The two of them each piloted a MiG-15 jet fighter and soared directly above the city of Taiyuan.

Above the clouds, two MiG-15 fighters were patrolling.

"Lao Yang! See, there seem to be Japanese planes below! Let's go and meet them!" A young pilot was observing the situation below through the clouds and suddenly discovered that the Japanese fighter planes were heading towards Taiyuan.

"Hahaha, yes, yes. We didn't have enough fun before, so this time we have to compete. Whoever shoots down fewer enemy planes will treat the whole team to a meal!" The other pilot smiled with his white teeth, and then said with a serious expression: "Before that, report the situation to the captain and ask them to surround us. Don't let any fish slip through the net!"

So, Liu Zhenhua and others who were on patrol heard the message from the two pilots on the radio and immediately rushed there in their fighter planes.

"Buzz!!!"

Lao Yang and his partner flew their fighter planes, taking advantage of the cover of clouds, and made a detour from the rear. Then, one from the left and one from the right, they opened fire at the same time.

“Da da da da!!!”

“Da da da da!!!”

The MiG-15 fighter's aircraft cannon was spitting flames wildly.

Before the Japanese planes could react, four of them were shot down, including three fighters and one bomber.

Lao Yang and his companion went straight for the Japanese fighter planes. Without the escort of the fighter planes, the remaining bombers were just sitting ducks and could be easily taken advantage of.

"Hahaha, it's a 50-50 chance! Come again, come again!" Lao Yang laughed excitedly, then changed direction and went around to the bottom of the Japanese again.

"Come on, I'm not afraid of you. You're the one who's supposed to treat me to this meal!" The other man was not to be outdone. He pulled to the right and continued firing.

"Ahhh!! Enemy attack! Enemy attack! It's the Chinese fighter jets! Counterattack quickly! Shoot! Shoot!" Zaye, who was flying in the front, only heard a burst of rapid firing, and then heard four huge explosions behind him. The fire even illuminated his cockpit. He couldn't help but be horrified and screamed in panic.