War of Resistance: Wipe out a Japanese infantry battalion at the start.

Looking at this scene, ordinary people didn’t feel anything, just a look of anticipation and some worry on their faces.

Although Chu Feng's Independent 1st Division was well-known, especially the Air Force, which had made the Japanese Air Force unable to raise its head, everyone was very confident in the combat effectiveness of Chu Feng's Air Force. However, this time the Japanese Air Force came with 16 planes, which was far more than the fighter escort squadron of the Independent 1st Division.

"Why are the Japs here at this time?"

"This timing is too good, could someone have leaked the information?"

"With so many Japanese planes, the 1st Independent Division's air force shouldn't be in trouble!"

"..."

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

At this moment, the pilots of the Kuomintang government had just started to glide and take off in their planes. There were quite a few of them, about a dozen or so, but they were all biplane Hawk-2 fighters, as well as some I-15 fighters, which were also biplanes.

There are also single-wing ones, but not many.

After all, the Kuomintang’s air force has also experienced the baptism of actual combat, and it was fighting on its home turf.

A squadron of nine fighter planes from the 1st Independent Division were already heading towards the Japanese air force, whose dozen or so planes had just taken off.

Just this small episode is enough to show the performance gap between the two sides' aircraft.

When the Nationalist Air Force took off to meet the enemy, the P-47 fighter planes had already climbed to four or five thousand meters, leaving the rest of the crowd at an incredible speed.

The normal cruising speed is already twice that of the Kuomintang's aircraft, and the maximum speed is over 600 kilometers per hour, which is three times that of the Kuomintang's aircraft.

The huge speed difference is obvious even to a layman, showing the performance of the 1st Independent Division's aircraft.

"Oh my God? These planes of the Independent 1st Division look insignificant, but how come they are running so fast?" A major of the National Army said in surprise.

"What do you mean by 'running'? That damn thing is flying fast!" An army colonel nearby quickly corrected him, but then he also said in surprise: "How can this plane fly so fast?"

"Is this the plane Chu Feng is going to sell us?"

"Can our Air Force also be equipped with aircraft that fly this fast?"

"Compared to the 1st Independent Division's aircraft, our aircraft are like cars compared to ox carts. They are not on the same level."

"..."

Those who didn't know the truth asked a lot of random questions, while those in the Air Force who knew the truth had some envy on their faces, but it was just envy, because they knew that the Independent 1st Division would not sell these planes.

A pilot from the Kuomintang government who did not join the battle looked at the fighter planes that were quickly approaching the enemy with a look of excitement on his face. He couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation in his heart: "I wonder if I can join Chu Feng's Independent 1st Division?"

"If I join the 1st Air Brigade of the 1st Independent Division, will I be able to fly such advanced aircraft?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the squadron leader beside him. He carefully leaned over and said, "Squadron Leader, is it too late for me to quit our Air Force and join the Independent 1st Division now?"

"Fuck off!"

The squadron leader, who also had an envious look on his face, darkened his expression and cursed his junior fellow apprentice. Then he secretly said in his heart: "If I could, I would like to join the 1st Air Brigade."

"Who would like such an old-fashioned machine?"

“If there really wasn’t any other choice, who would be willing to open it?”

The captain of the National Army Air Force squadron couldn't help but reveal a bitter look. They also had the opportunity to obtain a batch of new aircraft. They might not be as fast as Chu Feng's 1st Air Brigade, but at least the speed could reach more than 400 kilometers per hour.

Instead of the current one, a slow and slow old plane that only has a speed of over 200 kilometers per hour.

"Ugh!"

The captain of the Nationalist Air Force squadron couldn't help but sigh: "Independent 1st Division, Chu Feng, why did you rise only after the full-scale war broke out? If you had come two years earlier, no, a year earlier, I would have joined you."

At the same time, the entire airport was placed under martial law, and anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns were ready.

At the same time, the situation here was reported as soon as possible.

"what?"

Upon receiving the news, the government could not help but frown, a hint of coldness appearing on their faces. "Let our chosen ones fight well. After the battle, I will personally confer the merits on them."

After hanging up the phone, he sat in a chair.

"It seems that those surrenderists inside are becoming more and more arrogant. They even leaked this kind of information to the Japanese. Do they really think I have no temper?"

"It seems that if we don't clean up and give these bastards a warning, they will become even more unscrupulous."

"Scum! Traitor!!"

"Hateful, truly hateful!"

Immediately, the National Government summoned its confidants and after giving them a few instructions, a round of internal arrests began. No matter what, this matter touched the bottom line of the National Government, and it was time to give those surrenderists a warning.

"Attention, all aircraft!"

In the sky, nine P-47 fighter planes were rapidly approaching the Japanese fighter planes.

As they were about to enter attack range, the squadron leader's voice rang out: "There are only sixteen Japanese fighter planes. Everyone, fight quickly and decisively. Don't delay and affect your mission."

Those who are able to serve in the escort squadron have all been selected. Not only are they system pilots, but they have also experienced actual combat and fought against the Japanese air force.

Looking at these sixteen Japanese planes, they are all Type 96 fighters, Type 94 reconnaissance planes, and other conventional Japanese aircraft models.

The escort squadron leader's tone was full of confidence. He alone had shot down about 7 of these types of Japanese aircraft and knew a lot about them.

"Captain, just wait and see!"

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that such a good thing would happen while escorting!"

"Brothers, it all depends on your ability, it all depends on your ability!"

"..."

As the squadron leader finished speaking on the radio, the pilots of the other eight planes all responded with smiles.

Like their own captain, they did not take the Japanese's backward planes seriously.

"Nani?!!!"

On the other side, the Japanese aircraft formation that came to bomb also discovered the escort squadron, but did not take it seriously at first.

For them, they have fought many battles with the Chinese Air Force. Although they have won and lost, they have won more than they lost due to their numerical advantage.

As the Chinese government's air force planes and pilots continued to be consumed, the strength of the air force became weaker and weaker, and the Japanese pilots became more and more unscrupulous.

But soon, as they got closer and closer, they felt something was wrong.

"idiot!!!"

Finally, the Japanese lieutenant colonel leading the team discovered something was wrong. These planes were not the familiar old opponents. Although the planes also had the Kuomintang's blue sky and white sun pattern painted on them, the aircraft models were new to them.

"There's something wrong with this Chinese Air Force. When did they get new aircraft?"

The Japanese planes were not equipped with radios, so there was no way to achieve real-time communication. Even if the Japanese lieutenant colonel found something wrong and wanted to give orders quickly, it was too late.

The nine planes of the escort squadron are already rushing towards them!