I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

The voice from the on-board radio is very recognizable.

The team leader is a native of Guangxi. Although Dewu has been naturalized in three years, his words of Ming Dynasty are still difficult to express.

But for Jin Shinan, it was already very good.

When he was flying a Kamikaze plane before, the team leader was a Japanese, and that guy's words were simply maddening.

Fortunately, as a kamikaze commando with strong subjective initiative, there is not much communication between the members and the so-called team leader.

Jin Shinan, an advanced means of communication such as airborne radio, has not been in contact with it for a long time. There are no such trivial equipment on the kamikaze plane, only the accelerator and parachute.

Thanks to Jin Shinan, who had learned Da Ming Yayan since he was a child, and worked hard to study it after entering the army, he was already able to communicate proficiently through the airborne radio station.

He also saw the red smoke rising from the jungle in the distance, which was the signal flare triggered by the white hound.

The level of secrecy at the Portsmouth base is so high that it is difficult for even a white retriever to enter the interior and mark the target.

Based on the surveying and mapping knowledge he had learned, Jin Shinan checked the coordinate system with the lead plane, and the three parties confirmed that there was nothing.

"If it weren't for worrying about scaring the enemy, Commander Sen should have arranged the reconnaissance mission in advance instead of directly ordering the raid."

"However, Commander Sen has always used troops boldly, and doing so is very much in line with his usual style."

"Anyway, it's a good thing for me. As long as I complete this air raid mission in the blind area, my mother's Daming household registration and social security qualifications can almost be obtained..."

Jin Shinan quickly put these thoughts out of his mind, and followed the lead plane into the Portsmouth airspace without distraction.

Across the dense forest, a grand military port-factory complex soon appeared in front of Jin Shinan.

If he had just left North Korea three years ago, he might have been shocked by the sight in front of him, and he might even have worshiped the powerful Western industrial civilization.

However, at this time, Jin Shinan dismissed it.

Not to mention the night-time prosperity of Fengdu, not to mention the solemn and solemn Xinjin Navy Headquarters, the Xinlu area where my sister and brother-in-law are located, there are many factories, thick chimneys soaring into the clouds, machines roaring, mountains and rocks are opened, such a magnificent scene is not in front of us. The Brit's petty fights can be compared.

Soon, the lead plane's order came again from the airborne radio.

Jin Shinan immediately entered the battle mode.

In the harbor, three battleships billowing black smoke were about to sail out of Aokou.

However, Jin Shinan's aircraft formation did not sail to sea.

That's the task of other teams.

Jin Shinan drove "009" and followed the lead plane to dive towards the enemy's military factory.

In this large factory covering an area of ​​more than 80 acres, various machinery and equipment are piled up.

The most conspicuous in the open space are the two huge oval skeletons.

Obviously, these skeletons are not used to build ships, but to make R-1 airships or their improved versions.

To be honest, this kind of thing is not worthy of competing with Xiaolong in the sky.

But Jin Shinan heard from the emperor's trainer that the Anza people were thieves. They stole Ming's porcelain making skills, silk reeling skills, tea seeds, gunpowder, civil service system...all of them, and regarded them as their own. .

Oh my God, how could there be such a shameless nation in the world who just steal things from my Great Ming Dynasty!

Jin Shinan felt sincere contempt and disgust for such shameless people.

And at this moment, it is clear that these damn Brits have stolen the empire's airship manufacturing technology.

It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

The lead plane took the lead in diving, followed by Jin Shinan and "008", lowered the flying altitude towards the airship factory, and dived down.

This is not only to reduce the altitude, but also to reduce the horizontal component velocity of the aircraft as much as possible.

Only in this way can the hit rate of dropped bombs be high.

Ming Dynasty had no shortage of bombs, but aircraft in this era had a limited amount of bombs, so it was necessary to pursue efficiency as much as possible.

"bingo!"

Jin Shinan was overjoyed.

Although I have practiced many times before, it is still exciting to hit the target for the first time in actual combat.

Of course, from the looks of it, Jin Sinan has always been calm.

After all, an excellent pilot must have superb psychological quality, and the color will not change when Mount Tai collapses before him.

"Good job! 009!"

The team leader's encouragement came from the radio, and Jin Shinan immediately followed the scheduled actions in the operating regulations, stretched the flight height again, and prepared for the next dive to drop the bomb.

But at this moment, a flash of fire suddenly brushed the wing and passed the cockpit.

"Damn it, it's the British's anti-aircraft artillery!" Jin Shinan immediately accelerated the adjustment speed of the plane.

This anti-aircraft artillery transformed from a howitzer has a slow rate of fire and a fairly average aim.

However, the Xiaolong aircraft is also a very primitive aircraft after all, with slow flying speed and poor maneuverability.

Especially when the plane dives and bombs, the British's old-fashioned guns pose a considerable threat to it.

Returning to the cruising altitude without any risk, the lead plane launched the next round of bombing without hesitation.

Jin Shinan followed closely behind and began to dive.

When the plane reached its lowest point and was almost out of control, he dropped another Molotov cocktail.

The warehouse suspected of storing aluminum was immediately ablaze.

The huge heat wave caused Xiaolong's fuselage to tilt significantly.

Fortunately, Jin Shinan took control of the plane in time and climbed up.

This time, Jin Shinan's formation was not bombarded.

The rate of fire of the old British guns is really impressive.

After regaining the altitude, Jin Shinan noticed that there seemed to be three rounds of daylight shining brightly at the sea-sky intersection.

Obviously, other units have succeeded in bombing the British ship battle.

It's just that Jin Shinan is a little strange. Even if he was attacked by a rubber petrol incendiary bomb, the British warship burned too vigorously, right?

According to the plan of Commander Morishita, the air strike forced the new British warship to leave the post, and then surrounded by the Erkang-class fast ship, cutting off the road between it and the home port.

But now, those huge ships, which are said to have cost hundreds of millions of pounds, are rapidly melting like thatch in a firewood stove.

They can't seem to get out of port at all, and they're melting faster than the value of the pound.

boom--

Just when Jin Shinan was slightly dazed, he suddenly felt a violent shock.

A huge explosion sounded in my ears.

When he turned his head, he saw that one side of the tail of the plane had been blown to pieces, and black smoke was rising repeatedly.

"Damn it! Let the Brit step on the shit!"

Jin Shinan secretly called it unlucky.

He is not diving now. At this height, it is almost impossible for the British anti-aircraft guns to hit.

But the small probability event happened after all.

Jin Shinan made a decisive decision and prepared to parachute to escape.

But at this moment, he suddenly remembered something and began to adjust the teetering plane.

Chapter 852 That's How We Guangxi People Say Daming Elegant Words

"Squad leader, tell my brother-in-law that I am the glorious Royal Pilot of Ming Dynasty!" Jin Shinan raised the walkie-talkie.

"009, what are you doing? We are not kamikaze, I ask you to skydive immediately!"

Noisy current microphones came from the airborne radio station, and the usually calm squad leader spoke with a rare anxious tone.

Jin Shinan didn't answer him, but continued: "Please say sorry to my wife again, and tell her that if the child in your belly is a boy, call him Ah Jiu!"

Saying that, the crumbling 009 machine began to dive again, and the target was another factory of the enemy.

This is the next goal of Jin Shinan's unit. It is preliminarily judged that it should be the place where the British Royal Navy imitated the Kamikaze aircraft.

"Damn country thief, accept the wrath of the empire!"

Jin Shinan accelerated the 009 machine again.

At the same time, of course, he was also ready to skydive.

He's done this once before.

It's just that the speed of Xiaolong and Kamikaze are incomparable. There is no precedent for the entire Royal Navy to escape by parachuting from the speeding down Xiaolong plane.

boom--

There was another huge explosion, and a large number of 009 aircraft loaded with bombs that had not yet been dropped crashed into the factory building, making a deafening sound.

At the same time, flames and smoke shot up into the sky, like a red lotus hell...

……

Ali cypress curled up under the solid reinforced concrete fortifications.

This is a hiding place that he has observed long ago.

It was smuggled from Ming Dynasty, but the quality of reinforced concrete that was labeled as "Made in UK" by the supplier was indeed reliable.

Even if a bomb fell 15 meters behind, Ah Lihui, who was hiding in the bunker, was still disheveled and uninjured.

"That group of greedy suppliers, as well as the procurement officials of the military department, even if they are [-]/[-]th honest, it is impossible for such high-quality cement to be used only in the VIP viewing platform."

A Lihui originally thought that as a British minister, he was the ceiling of corrupt officials in the Qing Empire.

But after becoming the Minister of Finance of the Empire by accident, Ah Lihui discovered that the vision of a technocrat like himself is still too low, and he knows too little about the gameplay of noble politicians.

Shaking his head, not thinking about those greedy guys anymore, Ah Lihui stared at the front, and made a punching posture.

Just about 5 minutes ago, Alihui had just punched a young count who asked him to move, and hit his left eye with a punch.

Ah Lihui is already familiar with doing this kind of thing.

That young and strong earl was no match for a veteran like him.

Fighting in a low bunker, he was beaten away with three punches and two kicks.

But Ah Lihui knew very well that the real troublesome guy was still to come.

The Ming plane roared in the sky.

The nobles who were throwing their hats and driving champagne a second ago, cheering for the empire's new warships have long since turned into rats running around.

However, the Ming Tianbing didn't seem to waste precious bombs deliberately bombing them.

Perhaps in Tianbing's perception, the machinery and equipment in the arsenal, as well as the engineers and skilled workers in the workshop, were much more of a threat to Ming than these nobles.

At this time, Ah Lihui noticed that the old Prime Minister Churchill, who was seriously overweight and had to rely on crutches to move around, finally rolled down the viewing platform with difficulty with the help of the waiter.

"Damn it, he will definitely come to grab my place. He met my eyes before!"

A Lihui was very depressed.

If it is an ordinary little nobleman, that's all.

Old Churchill was not only the top ten dukes in the British Empire, but also the most trusted prime minister of Her Majesty the Queen.

Unless the Great Tomorrow Soldier enters London tomorrow, I must not offend him.

Ah Lihui was a little tangled, if the adult really came to claim his territory first, he should punch him a few times.

After all, this guy is too fat, if he comes in, he will definitely be squeezed out.

Just when Alihui was having trouble making up his mind, he was pleasantly surprised to find that Old Churchill just glanced at him, then frowned, covered his nose and limped away.

Although I don't know why this guy is covering his nose, but he didn't attack himself, which is great!

Ah Li's tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Ah Lihui was stunned, subconsciously wanting to punch.