The expeditionary force began to dominate Southeast Asia by recruiting defeated soldiers

As the saying goes, "A defeated army is a bandit, and a deserted army is a thief."

When Qi Quan, the former prisoner and now the temporary commander of the Second Company, put on a John UFO helmet, carried a Bald Eagle submachine gun on his back, held a shovel in his hand, had a water bottle hanging on his body, and put a map, compass, gas mask, compressed biscuits and other odds and ends in his cross-body backpack, he finally felt that he was not a bandit or a thief, but a soldier.

An excavator used to level the runway at the airport was being driven by a Sherman tank driver to dig a trench one person deep. The soldiers of the second company, led by the company commander Qi Quan, used shovels in their hands to dig additional machine gun firing points and fire shelters in the trench.

Under the leadership of the company commander Hao Yi, the lightly wounded soldiers of the first company laid barbed wire and wooden chevaux de frise in front of the trench and tried to bury anti-personnel mines.

"Remember the locations of the mines. If anyone steps on his own people's minefield and gets killed, I will lead everyone to laugh at you for the rest of your life." Zhang Chi held the map in his hand and carefully marked the locations of fortifications and minefields on it, laughing and cursing as he wrote.

Under the scorching sun, Zhang Chi was leading the reorganized independent battalion, busy building defensive fortifications outside the airport - something that the John people should have done a long time ago but never did.

"The ballless Johns were terrified by the Japs. All they could do was cry, 'The forest is full of Fuso soldiers,' 'The trees in the Pegu rainforest speak Fuso,' and they cried out, wanting to go home and feed their mothers. Our Qianguo soldiers are different. We have balls. We dare to confront the Japs head-on, don't we?"

Zhang Chi had no idea how much fighting power these defeated soldiers still had, so he could only constantly cheer them up with words.

"Your Excellency said it well. When we were fighting the Japanese face to face with bayonets in the rainforest, John the bastard was hiding in a woman's arms and drinking afternoon tea!" Second Lieutenant Hao Yi shouted first.

"Yes, none of us in the expeditionary force are cowards!" The soldiers became excited when they thought that they were better than the foreigners.

Zhang Chi waved his fist and shouted at them, "Now the Johns can only let us, the Qian people with balls, help them defend the airport. Brothers, each of you should be alert and don't lose points for our Qian soldiers!"

After Zhang Chi finished speaking, he glanced at Second Lieutenant Hao and sighed inwardly. This Hao Yi, also from the 66th Regiment, was considered one of his most trusted lieutenants, but his education level was truly worrying. To say he was educated, he'd misused the honorific "Jun Zuo," which should only be used for officers above the brigade commander level. To say he was uneducated, he even knew the Johns wanted afternoon tea. He wasn't sure if he could be entrusted with such an important task.

Zhangchi's War Thunder system can provide aircraft, tanks, and ships, but ultimately, infantry is needed to capture enemy positions and cities. Building a strong infantry force is a long and arduous task.

Suddenly, Hao Yi pointed to the sky to the south and shouted, "Japanese planes! They're coming from the south."

"Everyone, put down your work and hide quickly! If there is a pit, jump into it. If there is no pit, go into the rainforest!" After hearing this, Zhang Chi jumped into a trench without saying a word, and shouted to command everyone to hide and defend against air attacks.

Two Japanese planes flew over the airport from a high altitude, turned to the northwest, and flew towards the airport again.

"My lord, this Japanese plane doesn't drop bombs or strafe. What are they doing?" asked Hao Yi, squatting in the ditch with his hands on his head.

"The Japanese pilots are observing us, maybe taking aerial photos." Zhang Chi held up a telescope and followed the Japanese planes carefully, judging that there was probably an escorting Type 1 fighter and a Type 99 army reconnaissance plane derived from a Type 99 attack aircraft in the sky.

At this moment, according to the strategy of Master Luo, the commander-in-chief of the Bald Eagle Nation, to attack Europe first and then Asia, the Asian Allies only need to do their best to delay the Japanese attack. When the Allies have dealt with the little mustaches in Europe, the Japanese in Southeast Asia will naturally collapse when the heavenly troops arrive.

Therefore, the sky over Pegu was completely occupied by the devils, and the last six cutting-edge Hawk Hurricane fighter planes that could fly at this airport also flew westward to Sindhu under the order of their superior John Bull.

"Damn it, it's so fucking frustrating. When I was in the Battle of Wuhan, at least there were planes from the Russian Aid Squadron fighting the Japanese for air supremacy in the sky. But now that we've come to Pegu, there are only Japanese planes overhead, not a single one of our own." Hao Yi, who was from the 48th Army of the Guangxi Army, complained in his unique Guangxi accent.

"Nonsense, didn't you see so many John country planes?" Zhang Chi put down the telescope in his hand and pointed with a smile at a pile of outdated biplanes at the end of the airport runway.

"Hey, battalion commander, although I am an uneducated boy, I also know that the plane with two pairs of wings is not as good as the plane with one pair of wings. It has been 42 years, and that thing is outdated." Hao Yi curled his lips.

Suddenly, two Japanese planes lowered their altitude and dived towards the LVTA-1 amphibious tank parked on the river bank. They seemed to have mistaken the amphibious tank for a small boat at high altitude, thinking that it was a tool for the airport defenders to use to escape and wanted to destroy it.

The two M2HB heavy machine guns with protective shields at the rear of the LVTA-1 amphibious tank immediately began to fire at the planes in the sky under the control of the synthetic crew.

The Japanese pilot was a little scared when he saw the red tracer bullets flying towards him, but he still pulled the trigger. A series of bullets were fired from the two 12.7mm machine guns in the nose of the Nakajima Type 2 fighter. Then he immediately pulled the stick, the plane broke out of the dive, and climbed again to create distance.

Bullets hastily fired by the Japanese planes whizzed past the tanks and hit the river surface, splashing a few ripples. Meanwhile, two M2HB heavy machine guns equipped with M20 tracer armor-piercing rounds chased the Type 2 fighters relentlessly, firing at them.

Finally, as the Type 1 fighter shifted from a dive to a climb and turned left, losing speed, a fiery red snake overtook the aircraft and fiercely lashed the right wing and nose. The Nakajima wing, while relatively reliable, withstood the attack without breaking. However, the engine and fuel tank lines inside the nose were completely pierced by the 12.7mm bullets.

After half of the cylinders of the radial air-cooled engine on the nose of this Type 1 fighter were damaged, its output began to decline, and a large amount of aviation fuel began to pour out through the gap, causing the aircraft's speed and altitude to drop immediately.

The Japanese pilot held the joystick tightly and controlled the plane to glide to the south.

Another Type 996 reconnaissance plane sensed that the ship had impressive anti-aircraft firepower and immediately climbed back. As for the damaged Type 1 fighter, it was likely to make an emergency landing in the rainforest and they could only wait for the base to send a search team to search for it.