Hangzhou and Suzhou see Bamboo Bridge Airport.
Wu Jiang, the captain of the fifth brigade, received a notice that the independent brigade's aviation squadron would be transferred to Jianzhu Bridge Airport this morning.
He had been staying in the control tower ever since he received the news. It had been several days since he killed the enemy together with the Independent Brigade's aviation unit.
It was said that a few days ago, they had won another great victory and shot down several enemy planes. However, they encountered the new fighter planes of the Rising Sun people and three of them were shot down.
Unfortunately, there were only five Hawk Three Pursuit Mechs left in the entire Fifth Brigade. They could no longer fight the powerful Rising Sun soldiers head-on.
At ten o'clock in the morning, the roar of an engine came from the sky above Zhuqiao Airport. A group of small black dots were approaching from the northeast.
"Roar ~"
A shrill air defense alarm sounded immediately. The air defense artillery unit responsible for defending the base's airspace quickly took their positions. The muzzles of the air defense artillery quickly adjusted their positions and were ready to fire at any time.
These black dots were the fighter squadrons of the Independent Brigade led by Mou Fei.
Since they had only informed Jianzhu Airport that the Independent Brigade Air Squadron would arrive in the morning, they did not specify the time. In order to prevent the approaching aircraft from being Shengyang fighter jets, the airport's air defense forces were still on standby.
"Tower, tower, this is Independent Brigade 01 Fighter Squadron. I am the squadron leader Mou Fei.”
Hearing the voice of his former comrade on the radio, Wu Jiang grabbed the intercom.
"Mou Fei, you didn't die!"
"Tsk…"
After a short silence, the familiar voice sounded again.
"Captain, my life is so tough. The King of Hell won't accept me!”
"Not bad, kid. You're still so poor. You're already a squadron leader.”
"No, no, I was just lucky. Captain, I'm still flying in the sky. Can you let me come down first?”
"Alright, the runway is cleared.”
The air-defense alarm stopped abruptly. The anti-aircraft guns were covered again, and the 01 squadron began to land.
One, two... a total of nine fighter jets landed steadily on the runway. Then, under the guidance of the ground crew, they slowly entered the hangar.
Jianzhu Airport was the permanent base of the 5th Battalion, and there were a total of 36 hangars for the fighter jets.
After a few battles, there were no new fighter jets to replenish them. The remaining fighter jets could be counted on one hand, and the 5th Battalion could not fill up the empty hangar.
Even with the addition of the nine fighter jets of the 01 squadron, there was still more than half of the hangar empty.
In front of a hangar, two Chinese Air Force units lined up and stood facing each other. Mou Fei walked up to Wu Jiang and gave a standard military salute.
"The squadron leader of the 01st squadron of the Qiongya Independent Brigade, Mou Fei, has been ordered to transfer!”
Hearing Mou Fei's seemingly normal report, Wu Jiang was stunned.
However, he soon felt relieved. He did not know how many fighter jets the Central Xia Air Force still had that could fly.
However, he was sure that it was definitely less than half of what it was at the beginning of the battle.
In the 5th Battalion, there were 32 pursuit planes in the three squadrons at the start of the war, but now there were only five left.
Because of the war, all countries had stopped selling fighter jets to China, and the lost fighter jets could not be replenished.
Perhaps the situation of the other teams was better than the fifth team, but it was definitely not much better. The pilots who lost their fighter planes wanted to return to the blue sky to continue killing the enemy and join other teams. Wu Jiang had nothing to say.
However, seeing Mou Fei's solemn face, Wu Jiang returned the greeting and replied with a slightly joking tone.：
"Wu Jiang, the captain of the 5th Air Force Brigade of the Central China Revolutionary Army, welcomes you. Alright, we're all brothers in the Air Force. There's no need to be so serious. However, your squadron leader is much more impressive than mine.”
Wu Jiang's words made Mou Fei unable to figure out his true intentions. He only replied,"
"Captain, don't joke around. You're a lieutenant colonel, and I'm only a second lieutenant. How can we exchange?”
Wu Jiang just smiled and didn't say anything else.
"Your plane is the latest model in Hans, right? It's so beautiful!”
Wu Jiang stroked the metal wings of the BF109-E3 and sighed.
Mou Fei immediately perked up when the topic turned to the fighter jet.
"This is the latest model of the Hans Air Force's BF109. It's fast and powerful. It's very easy to use against the planes of the Rising Sun people!”
"Can I try?"
"Sure."
Mou Fei's straightforward answer surprised Wu Jiang. He had just said it casually, but he didn't expect Mou Fei to agree directly.
Such an advanced pursuit plane was actually handed over to the pilots of other units for test flight. This was completely unexpected.
In fact, the reason Mou Fei dared to agree so readily was because of Zhong Yu's instructions.
Other than the three destroyed fighter aircrafts, there were still 11 fighter aircrafts in the alternate dimension that had not been retrieved.
The 5th Brigade had pilots but no planes, while Zhong Yu had planes but no pilots. It would be best if they could use these planes to attract more pilots to join the independent brigade. Even if they couldn't, it would also increase the air power of Zhongxia.
Taking a step back, even if he gave them all to them, so what? When the base was upgraded to level three and could mass produce fighter jets, a few planes would really be nothing.
…………
If nothing unexpected happens tonight, I'll kneel!
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