Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

"What Miyagawa-kun said makes a lot of sense!"

"The locusts on the front line have lost their spirit and courage and dare not stop to fight back!"

"This is why this great rout is becoming increasingly unstoppable!"

"As warriors of the empire, we must always be ready to serve the empire and His Majesty the Heavenly Locust!"

"Order! The Sixth Division, the Tenth Division, and the six surrounding brigades, stop and start blocking the enemy on the spot. Fight the enemy to the bitter end!"

"The remaining troops should drop all burdens and retreat at full speed!"

After training his men, Okamura Neiji immediately gave the order.

Miyagawa Hatoyama's words gave Okamura Yasuji great inspiration.

Rather than allowing the remaining 20 locust soldiers to be hunted down and annihilated, it would be better to abandon troops to stay behind to block the enemy, thus buying time and space for the troops with minor losses to retreat.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Just as Okamura Neiji's order was issued, several huge explosions were suddenly heard.

The strong vibration made the table in the conference room shake.

"Nani? What's going on?!"

"Where did it explode?!"

"Go check it out!"

In the conference room, a group of Japanese generals shouted.

An ominous premonition arose in Okamura Neiji's heart.

Masaka... Could it be... an air raid? !

"Woo...Woo...Woo..."

Okamura Neiji's guess was correct. After the explosion, a shrill air defense alarm sounded over Jinling City.

"Air raid?"

"Nani?"

"Where did the air raid come from?"

"District 1! Is it District 1?!"

In the conference room, a look of fear suddenly appeared on the Japanese general's face.

"Report to the Commander-in-Chief! An unidentified fighter plane has been spotted in the sky above Jinling City, and it is moving at an incredibly high speed. Please seek safety immediately!"

At this time, a Japanese colonel ran in in panic, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"District One! It really is District One!"

While Okamura Neiji was still standing there in a daze, muttering to himself, Miyagawa Hatoyama next to him immediately reacted, grabbing Okamura Neiji and running towards the air-raid shelter.

"Everyone run away!"

"Go to safety!"

The other Japanese generals also reacted and rushed out of the door and ran towards the air-raid shelter.

As soon as I walked out of the door, I heard explosions everywhere in the city, and the flames rising into the sky illuminated half the sky red.

Many buildings were completely destroyed.

In the sky, the roar of huge fighter planes could be heard one after another.

Liu Zhenhua personally led 45 J-7A fighter-bombers to Jinling.

Because Liu Zhenhua and his team were flying at a very high altitude, the Japanese air defense positions and patrol aircraft could not detect their presence at all.

Moreover, the Japs have no radar.

This means that the Japs can only rely on their naked eyes for reconnaissance.

But it’s different for Liu Zhenhua.

The JH-7A is equipped with a radar.

As soon as they arrived in Jinling, Liu Zhenhua ordered the troops to lower their flying altitude and begin to clear the ground.

A formation of 45 J-7A fighter jets moved in, with two multiple rocket launchers on the fuselage firing at the same time, leaving ruins wherever they passed.

The aerial bombs were fired without any charge and were used to indiscriminately bombard the Japanese military facilities and headquarters.

"Hahaha, it's so fucking enjoyable!"

"Captain, this Japanese airport is completely scrapped!"

"What a relief! We shot down the enemy's plane before it even had a chance to take off!"

The pilots shouted excitedly.

The combat performance of the JH-7A is simply not a product of this era. Its powerful firepower and tough combat capability can only be truly felt in actual combat.

"Hahaha, let's go, don't linger in the fight, keep moving forward!"

"Let's decapitate him this time!"

Liu Zhenhua said, trying hard to suppress his excitement.

Today they successfully proved that Division 1 is already capable of directly attacking the lair of the Chinese devils.

That means they are not far from attacking the Japanese homeland.

"Captain, the radar detected 40 Japanese fighter planes flying towards us."

At this time, a pilot shouted excitedly.

"Oh? Use missiles to greet them!" Liu Zhenhua grinned.

The radar showed that the Japanese plane was about five kilometers away from them.

This is well within the range of their air-to-air missiles.

Although using air-to-air missiles to attack the Japanese propeller fighters is like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

But, we can't just leave this thing unused forever, right?

"Yes! Captain!"

The pilots could hardly hide their excitement; this was their first time using missiles in actual combat, and it was much more exciting than shooting down a target.

"Come on, little devils, have a taste of Grandpa's big missiles!"

Liu Zhenhua smiled.

Then he pressed the fire button...

……

The entrance to the air-raid shelter.

Neiji Okamura and Hatoyama Miyagawa hid at the door and looked up at the fighter planes in the sky.

The other Japanese generals were timid and hid inside and dared not go out.

They had long heard of the strength of the First Division Air Force.

They don't want to take the risk.

"Yoshi!"

"I have ordered all fighter planes that can fly over from Jinling to support us."

“Other planes are already on their way.”

"No matter how powerful Division 1 is, they have traveled a long distance and their planes don't have enough fuel. They can't stay for too long!"

"As long as the locust army holds them back and doesn't let them return, Division 1 will run out of fuel and be destroyed. Hahahaha!"

Miyagawa Hatoyama looked at the plane in the sky ferociously and shouted.

"Yes, no matter how advanced their aircraft are, their range is still a big problem."

"Miyagawa-kun is indeed an elite of the empire. Your words have enlightened me."

Okamura Neiji, who was originally in a state of fear, felt that what Miyagawa Hatoyama said made sense, and his heart was finally at ease...

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"..."

There were several loud noises in succession from the sky.

All the Japanese planes were immediately blown up in mid-air.

It turned into a pile of debris and fell heavily to the ground.

"Na...Nani?!"

"How can this be?!"

Okamura Neiji and Miyagawa Hatoyama shouted in unison. The scene before them was simply unbelievable to them.

"How could that be? Where are the planes from Division 1? Where did they launch the attack from?"

Neiji Okamura lost his composure, looked up at the sky with horror, and asked in panic.

"No... I don't know either. I didn't see any Eighth Route Army planes..."

Miyagawa Hatoyama also said with a look of shock on his face.

This completely overturned his cognition. How could this be possible?

No matter how powerful the Eighth Route Army was, it was impossible for them to be silent and wipe out all forty fighter planes in a few seconds...

"Your Excellency, Commander-in-Chief, hide inside!"

Miyagawa Hatoyama reacted and immediately pulled Okamura Neiji into the air-raid shelter.

He has realized the danger...

"Report to the base camp quickly!"

Okamura Neiji screamed hysterically.

The development of the situation has gone beyond his control.

The locust army in China is likely to be on the verge of collapse...