December 2, 1937:

Yuko Kohinata had been on the "Ryujo" aircraft carrier for a full twenty days.

As the widow of Kazuteru Kohinata, the valiant captain of the marine corps on the imperial warship "Ryujo", Yuko Kohinata was a teacher at an elementary school in the countryside of Kanagawa Prefecture until November 7, 1937.

Yuko Kohinata's life was considered quite happy among ordinary imperial citizens of this era.

This was evident from her amiable smile, sweet face, gentle voice, and ever-changing wardrobe.

And these qualities of hers invariably attracted the elementary school students and their parents.

Of course, this also included the teachers at the school.

Among them, the school's principal, Yoshie Murashige, took special care of this family member of an imperial hero.

Whether they were older students who had been attending the school for several years or newly enrolled elementary school students.

They all liked Yuko Kohinata very much and were very willing to listen to her lectures.

Usually, when these students encountered Teacher Yuko, they would make a point of greeting her.

Just to hear one more word from Teacher Yuko.

Everyone knew that Miss Yuko was married, and her husband was an outstanding captain in the Imperial Marine Corps named Kazuteru Kohinata.

November 7, 1937, was a dark day.

When the mailman delivered a large bundle of newspapers and various letters to the school.

Teacher Yuko happily received the letters addressed to her; Teacher Yuko received the most letters at the school.

Her husband sometimes sent her three letters a day.

All the teachers and students at the school saw: after Teacher Yuko received a large envelope.

Her amiable smile disappeared, and tears streamed from her beautiful eyes.

Everyone at the school was used to this sight.

Over the years, for all those whose family members were soldiers fighting on that continent, there were always those who would receive news from afar.

These people were all heroes, and their relatives were also heroes.

Principal Yoshie Murashige personally came forward to comfort Teacher Yuko.

He personally came to Teacher Yuko's office, his voice filled with emotion, low and deep: "Teacher Yuko! Kohinata-kun died valiantly for the Holy War, for the nation.

Rest assured! The school will take good care of you on behalf of Kohinata-kun.

We will make you feel the warmth of the school family, and we will never let you feel lonely and helpless."

Principal Yoshie Murashige's words were very emotional, and the other male teachers in the office echoed him.

When school was dismissed that day, Principal Yoshie Murashige personally escorted Teacher Yuko home.

Although Captain Kazuteru Kohinata was a low-ranking officer in the empire, he was still an officer after all, and Teacher Yuko had her own income.

The couple had bought a house separately as their love nest, living their own little lives.

Before the war, Captain Kazuteru Kohinata had even returned home for a month's leave.

Back at home, seeing the slippers and photos left behind by Captain Kazuteru Kohinata, the pain in Teacher Yuko's heart could no longer be suppressed.

At school, she had suppressed her great grief and did not cry out loud; she wanted to maintain Captain Kazuteru Kohinata's dignity.

Now she was at home, and only Principal Yoshie Murashige was comforting Yuko like an old father.

Unable to control her grief, Yuko needed a solid shoulder to vent her pain.

She threw herself on Principal Yoshie Murashige's shoulder and recounted, in a broken, sobbing voice, the bits and pieces of how she met, knew, and loved Captain Kazuteru Kohinata.

Principal Yoshie Murashige's low, deep voice sounded extremely comfortable, like a spring breeze, blowing away the thick, grief-stricken clouds in Yuko's heart.

At some point, one of Principal Yoshie Murashige's hands tightly embraced Teacher Yuko's waist, while the other hand kept stroking her back, helping her to smooth out her body, which was trembling with great pain.

This day was truly a black day.

The next day, when Teacher Yuko appeared at the school wearing black mourning clothes, all the students, teachers, and parents were stunned.

Teacher Yuko, dressed in black, looked even more beautiful.

The smile on her face was gone, and now she had a pitiful expression, making it clear at a glance that she was a widow.

Teacher Yuko's eyes were still as bright as before, as if there was a pool of spring water rippling within.

November 8, 1937, was not a good day for Principal Yoshie Murashige.

On this day, Principal Yoshie Murashige, who had just helped Teacher Yuko take the first step out of the pain of losing her husband, received a notice:

Teacher Yuko Kohinata was being drafted into the army!

This notice was like a bolt from the blue, leaving Principal Yoshie Murashige stunned.

Teacher Yuko did not have any particularly resistant emotions about this; when she learned that she would be going to the fleet where her husband had served before his death.

She felt a faint expectation in her heart.

No matter how reluctant Principal Yoshie Murashige was, he could not raise any objection to the conscription notice issued directly by the Imperial Army.

He could only do his best to comfort Teacher Yuko.

On November 12th, Yuko Kohinata arrived on the "Ryujo" aircraft carrier.

She was directly parachuted onto the "Ryujo" as a special talent; in the country, Yuko Kohinata had already been interviewed by reporters, and in the interview, Yuko said in a firm tone: "If the husband dies in battle, the wife has a responsibility to step up and continue to contribute to the Holy War.

If the father sacrifices, the son has a responsibility to continue to go to the battlefield and dedicate himself to the Holy War.

Being able to continue fighting in the place where Captain Kazuteru Kohinata lived and fought before his death.

I feel that Captain Kazuteru Kohinata is still alive in my heart."

When her words were published in the newspaper. She had already landed on the "Ryujo" aircraft carrier.

Here, she was greeted by a line of more than a thousand officers and soldiers on the ship.

To take special care of her emotions, the bunk that Captain Kazuteru Kohinata used to use was now used by her.

During these days, Yuko Kohinata became the most popular person on the entire aircraft carrier.

Every soldier on the aircraft carrier liked to have in-depth exchanges with her.

Teacher Yuko Kohinata treated all these officers and soldiers like elementary school students.

Constantly comforting the frightened emotions of these officers and soldiers.

In recent days, the most frequent visitors seeking comfort from her have been the pilots of the flying squadron.

From the mouths of these pilots, she always heard words like "Jiangyin Fortress," "Gates of Hell," and "Special Company."

The captain of the aircraft carrier's flying squadron, Masato Marubayashi, who was just seeking comfort from her, heard the emergency assembly whistle outside.

Captain Masato Marubayashi had a pleading look on his face: "Yuko! Can you send us off on the deck?

You are the most beloved person in our entire team!"

This reason made it impossible for Yuko Kohinata to refuse; when she appeared on the deck in a black mourning dress.

The pilots who were walking towards the planes waved in her direction.

Yuko Kohinata was still in mourning for Captain Kohinata Kazuteru, and the black mourning clothes could not be taken off.

But this did not affect her demeanor.

The light river breeze stirred her body and gently caressed her long hair, making her whole person look even more exquisite and slender.

It aroused the emotions of all the officers and soldiers who wanted to deeply cherish her.

Teacher Yuko said in a tone for the students: "Captain Masato Marubayashi, you will definitely be able to complete the mission and return; I will be waiting for you here.

When you return in triumph, we will continue to have in-depth exchanges.

Long live the ideal! Long live the Holy War!"

"Long live the Holy War!" Captain Masato Marubayashi ran spiritedly to his fighter plane.

After taking off from the deck, the seven planes circled the "Ryujo" once, and each plane especially fanned its wings three times at the position where Yuko Kohinata was.

After seeing off these planes, Yuko Kohinata did not immediately return to her room.

She looked at the places in the distance that were filled with smoke of gunpowder: is this the place that the imperial warriors are fighting bloody battles to occupy with all their heart?

Thinking of the imperial warriors fighting hard on this distant land, she felt that she should go back and prepare to comfort their tired hearts more.

Squadron Commander Masato Marubayashi took off from the "Ryujo" aircraft carrier on the surface of the Yangtze River and appeared over the Jiangyin Fortress in three minutes.

This cursed airspace was completely without threat today, and not a single bullet was fired at the plane from the ground.

Finally, he could fly freely in the air without any worries; this feeling was really relaxing.

Squadron Commander Masato Marubayashi only wanted to complete the mission as soon as possible; Miss Yuko was still waiting for him.

Although Squadron Commander Masato Marubayashi also knew that Miss Yuko was not his alone, but the treasure of the entire fleet.

But this did not prevent him from fantasizing about possessing her alone.

North of Jiangyin Fortress and Jiangyin County.

That's what the intelligence said: between Jiangyin County and Xiagang Town to the north, there was a huge convoy of National Army vehicles, which was being intercepted on the road and was in a dilemma.

These flying squadrons were going to destroy this convoy.

Squadron Commander Masato Marubayashi had already seen that there was indeed a convoy of vehicles up to a kilometer long on the road ahead.

In the radio, Masato Marubayashi exclaimed and confirmed again that the convoy below was not from the imperial army.

Then it belonged to the target of bombing and attack.

Squadron Commander Masato Marubayashi had been fighting here for three months, and it was the first time he had seen that the National Army actually had such a huge motor transport team.

In the middle of the convoy, Squadron Commander Masato Marubayashi had already seen many cannons mixed in the middle of the car team.

This was the National Army's heavy artillery team, and all the heavy artillery of the entire fortress was here.

The latest discovery made Squadron Commander Masato Marubayashi ecstatic, and the news was immediately transmitted back via radio.

The first credit for attacking this heavy artillery team was his!

Squadron Commander Masato Marubayashi ordered: "Attack aircraft first wave, fighter aircraft second wave, bombers third wave. Attack!"

Lin Fan had been staring at these seven planes from the moment they appeared, waiting for these planes all the time.

Lin Fan knew that his convoy was too conspicuous now, completely like a star in the night, a lighthouse in the sea, and an egg with cracks in the summer.

It was destined to attract waves of Japanese devils to come.

Now the first wave of Japanese devils had arrived, and the enemy plane was still 6,000 meters away, and the anti-aircraft gun he was operating had already opened fire.

Squadron Commander Masato Marubayashi personally saw the attack plane driven by Sergeant Kotaro Mizushiro, who was launching the attack as an arrow, suddenly explode in the air.

Squadron Commander Hayato Habayashi, who was behind Kotaro Mizushiro, did not notice the anti-aircraft guns on the ground firing.

This was because anti-aircraft guns generally fired continuously.

Strings of shells were fired, exploding in mid-air and forming a dead zone arranged by fragments of shells.

Lin Fan only fired one shell, hitting it directly, and then the plane driven by Kotaro Mizushiro exploded, and the fragments formed a dead zone in the air.

In recent days, all the air squadrons had been educated to never follow behind other warplanes.

The death of Kotaro Mizushiro did not cause a chain reaction.

When the plane driven by the second attack plane, Ren Hozuki, also exploded in the air, Squadron Commander Masato Marubayashi felt a little uneasy: "Did the fortress curse move to this place?"

The remaining five planes in his flying squadron were only 4,000 meters away from the target.

Squadron Commander Masato Marubayashi discovered in horror: "There are dense shells exploding everywhere in the air.

Shells were constantly passing by around his plane."

The Special Company brought out all eight German-imported 88mm anti-aircraft guns that the Nanjing government had equipped for the Jiangyin Fortress from inside the fortress.

Now eight cannons were firing at the remaining five planes at the same time, no! There were only four planes left.

At this time, Lin Fan shot down another fighter plane.

Squadron Commander Masato Marubayashi watched Sergeant Kota Sasakura being shot down as well.

The three planes exploded like fireworks, and the fragments fell all over the ground.

Huijian Ming, the deputy commander of the Xishan Battery, who was watching the battle at close range, and more than 300 battery officers and soldiers who had been temporarily put together, and the National Army soldiers who had been taken in by the Special Company on the way back.

They saw the cannons roaring on the ground, and the enemy planes exploding like firecrackers in the air.

These soldiers, who had been running around like headless flies just now, returned to the car company from which they had just run out as quickly as flies that had found a bad egg.

Now these officers and soldiers were afraid that this very capable team would drive them away.

Now these officers and soldiers believed that if someone could take them out of Jiangyin alive, then it would only be the team in front of them.

This kind of team called the Special Company was really a special kind of company, no wonder it was called the Special Company!

A little further away, Regiment Commander Kengo Noda and Regiment Commander Seiji Sukekawa, who were still holding on to Xiagang Town, looked at the three planes that had been blown up in the sky, looked at each other, and were speechless!

Only Xu Kang, the commander of the Jiangyin Fortress, who was far away on the north bank of the Yangtze River, excitedly said to Chang Enduo, the division commander of the National Army's 111th Division, and the senior officers around him:

"Special Company! It must be the Special Company! They are still alive!"

These officers looked at the enemy planes constantly falling in the sky on the south bank: "Did they really take all the cannons away?"

Commander Xu Kang corrected: "It is all the cannons below 150mm caliber.

Look, there is only one enemy plane left escaping.

This must be Company Commander Lin's Special Company."

Someone was not convinced: "Not necessarily!"

"First, our anti-aircraft guns, in recent days, only the anti-aircraft guns imported from Germany have such power.

Second, all the cannons in Jiangyin now are in the hands of the Special Company.

Third, only Company Commander Lin has such ability to shoot without fail!" Commander Xu Kang said very seriously one, two, and three.

"They are exposed now, and they will encounter a joint attack by the Japanese devils next. I hope they can break through to Huangtang Port." Division Commander Chang Enduo pondered for a while.

"I will send ships over to pick them up then."

Commander Xu Kang smiled bitterly: "You don't have a rolling boat and can't transport those cars and cannons over.

The Special Company will not get on the boat!"

"Don't they even want their lives?" Division Commander Chang Enduo asked.

"They were originally from the 542nd Regiment of the 88th Division. If they wanted to live, they wouldn't be in the Jiangyin Fortress.

They should have gone to Nanjing for rest long ago!" Commander Xu Kang's face was full of pride.

It was as if this company was his team.

None of the people present said anything more.

They saw the plane that had just escaped in the air suddenly shake and then fall apart in the air all at once.

Xu Kang said with a smile: "How is it? Company Commander Lin's men never miss."

Chang Enduo's expression did not relax: "The enemy's large air fleet is coming."

The guard captain next to him nervously asked for instructions: "Division Commander! Let's go to the air-raid shelter!

There are too many Japanese devil planes, and our target here is too conspicuous."

Division Commander Chang Enduo smiled: "The Japanese devil air fleet is not coming for us; they are going to the opposite bank.

If there really is a team dragging all the cannons of the entire fortress on the opposite bank, that will be the most intense battlefield in Jiangyin today.

The Japanese devils will intercept this team no matter what.

It can be said that if these cannons are really all transported out, even if the Jiangyin Fortress is lost, the next fortress will be established soon.

You should know that on the Yangtze River, there are as many places like this as you can find."

Commander Xu Kang also laughed: "Division Commander Chang is right. Losing the land but saving the people, losing the land but saving the materials.

People and materials are all preserved."

"There are too many planes in this wave of Japanese devils!" Division Commander Chang Enduo said with some worry.

"The more enemy planes there are, the easier it is to fight!" Commander Xu Kang was very confident.

Lin Fan was so happy that he almost jumped up when he shot down planes this time: Lin Fan shot down four of the seven enemy planes, and the remaining three were shot down by the officers and soldiers in the direct company.

Such results, even if Lin Fan had the external factor last year and could shoot down three Japanese devil planes at a time, that was also a remarkable record.

This shows that even without him, the direct company already had the ability to conduct independent anti-aircraft defense.

How could Lin Fan not be excited?

Even more excited was Feng Junya, who was already sending out invitations to all the soldiers in the direct class: "When we get to Nanjing! Let's eat at a restaurant; everything is on me, I'll pay.

I'm happy, I'm so fucking happy today."

After saying these, he pointed to the air fleet flying over in the distance: "Next, let's fight hard, continue to work hard, and shoot down all these planes of the Japanese devils.

If we shoot down ten more planes, I guarantee that the company commander will pay for everyone to eat for three days in a row!"

"I want to eat beef! Don't eat horse meat!" Ji Wudi said in a low voice.

"Okay! Let's eat beef! Let's eat beef! You little brats, you actually dislike horse meat." Feng Junya agreed to Ji Wudi's request with a smile.

Iwane Matsui received the latest news sent back from the front line in the headquarters: traces of the National Army's heavy artillery team were found outside Jiangyin City.

How could this be tolerated? What was there to hesitate about?

Of course, he immediately gathered all the nearby teams to wipe out this team!

The order was issued to each division.

Lieutenant General Ogisu Rippei, commander of the 13th Division, immediately passed down the order.

Chen Sichuan, Liu Laopao, and the other teams that were attacking Xiagang Town fiercely did not pay attention to the enemy planes in the air at all.

They only used the fiercest artillery fire and the most resolute charge to attack the Sukekawa Regiment, which was still stubbornly resisting.

Tatsumi Kusaba, the brigade commander of the 16th Brigade of the 16th Division of the Japanese devils, watched the air guidance he had been looking forward to turn into fireworks in the air without firing a single shot or throwing a single bullet.

It did not cause the slightest impact on the National Army, which was attacking fiercely on the ground. On the contrary, the failure of the Imperial Air Squadron in the air affected the morale of his brigade.

Those warriors who were still full of fighting spirit just now were now somewhat retreating.

In fact, it was not that these Japanese devils saw the end of the planes in the air and stopped moving forward.

These soldiers saw that the firepower of the Special Company on the opposite side was fierce and the soldiers were fierce, so they were unwilling to go forward.

The reinforced trenches and fortifications that the Sukekawa Regiment had urgently built last night and this morning.

Under the fire of the anti-aircraft machine guns and infantry guns on the opposite side, they collapsed one after another.

It did not last longer than the time it took for solid ice to withstand the pouring of hot water.

Even if the soldiers of the Sukekawa Regiment hid in the houses built of brick walls, they could not withstand the continuous fire of the machine guns.

A battle without cover, fortifications, or trenches caused the morale of the entire regiment to disappear rapidly.

This was not the most dangerous thing. The more dangerous thing was that a car actually drove over from the right sides of Xiagang Town on the opposite side.

How did they pass through those rice fields and small streams?

Did this team have immortal skills?

Everything made the soldiers of the entire Sukekawa Regiment collapse.

As the Third Class of Jia Shusheng and the Fourth Class of Xiao Dongbei launched an attack on the Sukekawa Regiment from the left and right directions.

The defense of the entire 16th Brigade finally collapsed.

All the Japanese devils fled in panic, running back the way they had come.

They just wanted to get away from this place.

When it came to running away, the soldiers of the Noda Regiment were obviously much more professional.

From last night until this morning, they had retreated again and again, retreating four times.

Before the Sukekawa Regiment collapsed, the soldiers of the Noda Regiment had already withdrawn from Xiagang Town and withdrawn from Xiagang.

When Chen Sichuan and the others occupied the entire Xiagang and Xiagang Town, the convoy behind them began to advance slowly.

Huijian Ming looked at the approaching air fleet with some worry, wondering if he should continue to advance.

He saw that the old drivers of the cars in front of his convoy were already smiling and waving to the cars, and they were getting into the cars with smiles on their faces.

They were driving forward unhurriedly.

Huijian Ming could not not move at this time. Behind them, there was still a heavy artillery team to go.

Even in Huijian Ming's Ninth Class, there were more than a dozen heavy cannons and more than a dozen large-caliber gun barrels in the entire convoy.

If they did not move, the Special Company team behind them would not be able to continue to advance.

When the news that the entire Masato Marubayashi squadron had been wiped out reached the "Ryujo," Yuko Kohinata was resting, which was rare.

It was not that she was unwilling to work, but the officers and soldiers on the entire aircraft carrier were busy today: the Marine Corps was busy going ashore, and the artillery was firing at the fortress.

No one dared to have in-depth exchanges with her. When she heard the news that the entire Masato Marubayashi squadron had been killed, there was no fluctuation in her heart.

During these days on the "Ryujo," the soldiers who had exchanges with her died almost every day.

Yuko Kohinata's heart was no longer sad for these dead warriors.

She did not know how long such days would last, and she did not know when her days like this would end!

Squadron Leader Shimo Akira was now more familiar with the entire Jiangyin defense zone than he was with his own fingers.

When he heard that there was a National Army convoy between Jiangyin City and Xiagang Town.

The curved road immediately appeared in his heart.

The bombing of the entire Jiangyin defense zone during these days made him extremely familiar with the terrain of the entire Jiangyin.

He had safely passed through places like the "Cursed Airspace" and "Gates of Hell."

Squadron Leader Shimo Akira was now a legend in the entire squadron.

Today, he led the team again to carry out the mission.

Squadron Leader Shimo Akira was now feeling very proud: so many warplanes and pilots had been lost some time ago.

In a short period of ten days, all the lost warplanes and pilots had been fully replenished.

Now his flying squadron had returned to its full strength of sixty-four planes.

The planes were a little more advanced than before, although the technical level of the pilots was not as strong as those people before.

However, flying a plane was something that you got used to after flying for a long time, and your skills would improve.

Lin Fan on the ground also said the same thing to his anti-aircraft artillerymen: shooting down planes was something that you got used to after shooting for a long time, and your accuracy would improve.

There was only one difference between Lin Fan on the ground and Shimo Akira in the sky: Lin Fan was always the first to fire, and Shimo Akira was now always at the back of the air fleet.

When Lin Fan operated this anti-aircraft gun, which was already an old partner, and fired three shells in a row, three planes exploded in the air.

"Three! Three were shot down!" Commander Xu Kang watched the three planes explode in the air without blinking, and excitedly reported the numbers.

When the officers and soldiers around him heard his report, excited expressions appeared on their faces.

In the context of the general retreat of the army, such a battle could give many people the courage to fight again.

The Japanese devil planes came in too many numbers this time. After Lin Fan fired, the other seven anti-aircraft guns also fired one after another.

Shells exploded in the air like fireworks blooming.

In fact, it was very difficult to hit planes with anti-aircraft guns.

The three planes that Lin Fan had just shot down were all rookies who had just been added to Shimo Akira's squadron.

These rookies had no experience in dealing with this situation at all. The missions they had performed before were all one-sided crushing where the ground had no power to fight back.

When Lin Fan shot down the seventh enemy plane, the other seven anti-aircraft guns of the Special Company also began to harvest.

The dozens of shells they had just fired were like fishing nets, and now they were starting to collect the nets.

Three enemy planes were shot down by these soldiers in a row.

The air fleet was still 6,000 meters away from the target position, and ten planes had already fallen.

Squadron Leader Shimo Akira was a little flustered.

The seven anti-aircraft gun shooters of the Special Company were a little more stable in their hearts. The excitement and agitation when they shot down the enemy planes just now no longer existed.

They were now focused on the enemy planes in the sky, and they only had the enemy planes in the sky in their hearts.

Their eyes seemed to connect the shells fired from the muzzle with the enemy planes.

They would hit wherever they saw it!

"Ten, twelve, fifteen..." Commander Xu Kang could not count anymore.

He helplessly put down the binoculars: "They are shooting too fast, my eyes can't keep up, I can't count."

There was no disappointment on his face, only a kind of suppressed excitement.

Another staff officer pointed to Xiagang on the opposite bank and said: "Look! Are the soldiers on the opposite bank our people?"

Two tanks were parked on the dock, followed by a long line of cars behind the tanks.

Some soldiers walked out of the cars.

This was Huijian Ming leading his ninth class to the dock. The other classes of the Special Company were busy building defenses.

Commander Xu Kang, who had just put down the binoculars, quickly raised them again and looked over:

"Huijian Ming, that's Huijian Ming, how is he there?"

No one could answer his question.

It could be clearly seen from the binoculars that there were more than a dozen cannons parked on the opposite dock.

"They are the cannons of our fortress!" Commander Xu Kang said excitedly.

"But we don't have a boat!" Chang Enduo said regretfully.

"I will send a boat over to pick up their people." Division Commander Chang immediately ordered.

Now all the enemy planes in the sky above Jiangyin were in the distance, and no planes were patrolling on the river.

The river was temporarily safe!

When Shimo Akira was commanding the flying squadron to attack.

The Sixth Class of the Special Company, which was holding the rear, had already seen the Japanese devil cavalry launch a charge.

The cavalry team led by Lieutenant Colonel Morigo Goro had caught up with the Special Company.

Squadron Leader Murakata Haruki was the new squadron leader of the Ninth Cavalry Squadron, and his warhorse was personally presented by Prince Asaka Yasuhiko, the new commander of the Central China Expeditionary Army.

Warhorses were presented to heroes. Squadron Leader Murakata Haruki had a BMW warhorse, so he was always at the front of the entire cavalry squadron when charging.

Squadron Leader Murakata Haruki charged at the front, and the officers and soldiers of the entire Ninth Cavalry Squadron behind him were in high spirits.

Company Commander Hisakubo Yuki closely followed behind the squadron leader, only half a horse's head behind.

Company Commander Suzuki Ayumu was on the left side of the squadron leader, also only half a horse's head behind. It was not that these two company commanders could not surpass the squadron leader.

It was just that these company commanders could not surpass the feeling of Squadron Leader Murakata Haruki leading the squadron to charge.

The three lead horses charging at the front of the Ninth Cavalry Squadron were all the highest commanders of the entire cavalry squadron.

What reason did the ordinary soldiers behind have not to gallop?

At this time, looking from a distance, Squadron Leader Murakata Haruki was galloping on his warhorse, charging heroically.

Behind him was a dragon-like and snake-like formation, with more than 700 cavalry closely following.

Above Squadron Leader Murakata Haruki's head, the planes of Shimo Akira's Air Squadron were coordinating the attack together.

With such a momentum, it was impossible to describe the momentum of the Murakata Squadron at this time with any words.

Ye Dadan commanded the soldiers of the Sixth Class and started shelling when the Murakata Squadron had just appeared.

Nine mortars and two Type 92 battalion guns were all the artillery of the Sixth Class, and they were all firing.

Ye Dadan could see the shells exploding in the middle of the Japanese devil cavalry team.

From time to time, he could still see the dirt blown up by the shells, mixed with the broken limbs of the Japanese devils or warhorses.

Hearing the sound of explosions coming from behind, Squadron Leader Murakata Haruki became even more excited, and the command knife in his hand drew knife flowers in the air.

Then, he pointed firmly to the front.

Behind him, all the soldiers of the entire Ninth Cavalry Squadron learned from the squadron leader, pulled out their sabers.

And drew knife flowers in the air.

Under the winter sun, the seven hundred and more shining sabers, the seven hundred and more knife flowers, were really beautiful.

They were also extremely dazzling!

Yan Hongyi said with a smile to Ye Dadan: "Class leader! The Japanese devils' performance is really good!

Should we learn from them in the future?"

Ye Dadan said with a smile: "You dare! You don't learn solid assassination skills, but learn such fancy moves."

Yan Hongyi said unconvinced: "Such fancy moves can scare people!"

"Were you scared?" Ye Dadan asked with wide eyes.

"No! Our class leader is called Dadan, and the whole class is bold, so of course we are not afraid.

But they can scare the brothers in other teams.

Even if they can't scare people, it's good to scare some flowers and plants.

Right?" Yan Hongyi said with a smile.

"Get out of here! Keep a good look out. If any cavalry breaks through the ambush circle.

It will be time for your heavy machine guns to perform. If I see a horsehair floating in front of me.

See how I deal with you tonight." Ye Dadan said fiercely.

"Don't! Class leader! I don't want to be punished to do homework." Yan Hongyi said with an exaggerated expression.

Now the soldiers of the Special Company finally realized the evil consequences that the company commander had brought about by making everyone literate.

Everyone knew more words, and there were more words to write every day.

Whether it was the class leader or the teacher who taught literacy, they would punish them to write a 300-word essay at every turn.

Some time ago, Yan Hongyi was the first to be punished to write a 500-word essay, which almost killed him.

The planes in the sky began to fall, and the Japanese devils, who were still far away, had rushed into the range of 500 meters.

The small red flag in Ye Dadan's hand was slashed down fiercely.

The hundred or so big red flags around him also slashed down, and kept shaking.

This flag was like the Universe Ring of the Third Prince Nezha being washed in the East Sea. At that time, the Universe Ring shook in the sea water, causing the entire East Sea Dragon Palace to shake.

When this big flag of the Sixth Class shook, Squadron Leader Murakata Haruki felt that the earth was shaking.

The entire earth shook with the flag in the distance.

Some of the directional bombs buried by the Sixth Class were detonated.

The entire Murakata Squadron, more than 700 cavalry and warhorses, felt as if hell had come to earth.

They were not charging towards the National Army's position on the opposite side, but rushing into hell along the Yellow Spring Road.

After the explosion, less than thirty of the more than 700-man cavalry squadron survived.

Squadron Leader Murakata Haruki was suddenly heard a series of explosions at the moment when he was in high spirits.

The sound exploded in his ears, and then a continuous sound of puffing and puffing sounded constantly behind him.

He turned his head and saw: the entire Murakata Cavalry Squadron behind him, more than 700 people, all puffed and fell to the ground.

More than 700 people fell to the ground in an instant.

A stream of blood-colored mist overflowed from this area, as if it was rising from the ground.

The bloody smell in the air used to make Squadron Leader Murakata Haruki excited and impulsive for no reason.

The bloody smell that appeared here today, however, made him open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

It was very harmonious with the scene.

The two company commanders on his left and right, Company Commander Hisakubo Yuki and Company Commander Suzuki Ayumu, woke up from the shock.

These dozens of knights who were rushing at the front happily avoided the attack of the bombs behind them.

Company Commander Hisakubo Yuki reached out to pull Squadron Leader Murakata Haruki's warhorse.

Company Commander Suzuki Ayumu's movements were quicker, first pulling on the warhorse's reins, guiding the warhorse, trying to turn around.

In this situation, the Ninth Cavalry Squadron could not continue to charge forward.

How could dozens of terrified cavalrymen dare to charge into the midst of the team that had just blown up hundreds of their own people?

If these dozens of cavalrymen rushed up now, they would be completely meat buns beating dogs - gone forever!

If it was normal, thirty elite cavalrymen against more than 100 National Army soldiers would be completely daring to fight.

However, today was different from the past, and the explosion just now had blown away the courage of this cavalry team.

Squadron Leader Murakata Haruki had obviously lost his mind. The command knife in his hand flashed, and with one slash, he cut off the reins that were being pulled by Company Commander Suzuki Ayumu.

The command knife in his hand pointed firmly to Ye Dadan in front: "Charge!"

After the order was issued, the riding boots kicked hard on the belly of this warhorse for the first time, issuing the strongest charge command.

The warhorse under his crotch immediately ran away.

Company Commander Suzuki Ayumu did not dare to continue to insist on his escape action, as long as he set up the horse's head and chased closely.

Now he only had one thought: he hoped that the team on the opposite side was just lucky just now.

In fact, this team was vulnerable.

What made him desperate happened quickly: when these thirty or so warhorses rushed to less than 200 meters away from the opposite line of defense, more than a dozen strange things suddenly came out.

They were not like carts, not like cars, not like coffins, and not like anything anyway.

But as soon as they fired, Company Commander Suzuki Ayumu knew: these were heavy machine guns! The ten heavy machine guns did not give these cavalrymen, who had already rushed to the distance of 100 meters, any time to react at all.