Chapter 130 Desperate Breakthrough

Some of the Japanese soldiers in the entire Asaji Kotaro squad began to get excited, eagerly rubbing their hands as they charged forward.

Others began to retreat quietly, sensing the unfavorable situation. Firstly, the charging team was like tigers descending the mountain during the bayonet charge, each vying to be first. Secondly, the Akata Takumi squadron had already fought once.

Squad Leader Asaji Kotaro immediately spotted those attempting to escape. Without hesitation, he drew his pistol and fired two shots, killing two Japanese soldiers who had already turned around.

He roared, "Anyone who dares retreat will be killed!"

The squad leader's ruthlessness instantly suppressed the entire squad, and no Japanese soldier dared to retreat a single step.

They had no choice but to charge forward with all their might.

Half of the fighter planes assigned to the air patrol had returned to refuel, leaving the remaining half on duty.

The ground attack planes had been working over the Mandayu Yuto brigade for more than half an hour. The entire brigade had long been cowed by the strafing. Initially, a few of them would fire their rifles or machine guns at the planes in the air.

Later, they all resigned themselves to fate, lying flat on the ground and gambling on their luck.

Or, like Sergeant Yamashita Taiga, they would find a suitable shell crater to hide in.

Hiding in a shell crater was quite effective, as it was generally difficult to be hit by machine gun fire.

At this time, the Japanese soldiers of the Mandayu Yuto brigade began to feel that the Lunan Detachment had fired too few shells during the initial artillery bombardment.

There were simply not enough shell craters on the ground to go around. If they had a choice, they would really want the Lunan Detachment to bombard them with more shells, so they would have more places to hide from the planes.

This was something that Gu Xiuming had not anticipated: the shell craters created by the large-caliber rocket launchers had actually become trenches for the Japanese.

However, such hiding could only be temporary. Brigade Commander Mandayu Yuto knew that there was an interception ahead, pursuers behind, and ambushes on both sides.

His only hope was the air wing that had taken off from Jinan. The two air wings were the last hope for the entire 17th Independent Mixed Infantry Brigade.

As for the Xuzhou Task Force, which was close at hand, he had completely lost hope: it was a team with no courage at all.

Squad Leader Omori Rintaro led thirty-six fighter planes, hurrying towards Xuzhou.

Commander Amami Keigo had said that the fighting near Tasan Town was quite intense. The 17th Independent Mixed Infantry Brigade, twenty *li* south of Tasan Town, was being strafed by a group of primitive aircraft.

The situation was quite critical, and the fighter planes needed to go and rescue them as soon as possible. Having taken off in haste, the Omori Rintaro squadron flew at top speed.

Although this flying speed was the fastest, it consumed a lot of fuel, which would affect the fighter planes' loiter time and combat time.

But in this situation, the Omori Rintaro squadron could no longer afford to worry about so much.

Pilot Miki Taiji asked with lingering fear in the air, "Squad Leader Omori! Didn't we say last time that we wouldn't go to the Xuzhou direction to fight anymore?"

The Japanese soldiers at Xuzhou Airport all knew about the annihilation of the Kamikata Yusuke Air Wing in its support of Xuzhou.

Pilot Omura Yonosuke also chimed in, "That's right! The Commander of the North China Front Army has also specifically ordered that no planes are allowed to go to Xuzhou."

Squad Leader Omori Rintaro knew that this question was in the hearts of all the pilots in the squadron. Now that a Japanese soldier had asked it, he might as well answer them.

Squad Leader Omori Rintaro silently organized his words, wove a lie, and then opened his mouth to say, "The North China Front Army Headquarters issued an order not to go to Xuzhou last time, but they didn't figure out the reason why the Kamikata Yusuke squadron crashed.

Later, the reason why the Kamikata Yusuke squadron crashed was clarified, and the ban was lifted.

Today, we are going to fight the primitive aircraft made by the Lunan Detachment itself. I saw the intelligence forwarded by the headquarters.

Those primitive planes fly extremely slowly, as if they are about to fall down at any time. They are also very clumsy, turn slowly, and fly low.

With our latest fighter planes going over there, those planes are just aerial targets. We can completely destroy those planes in one fell swoop."

Hearing the squad leader describe the Lunan Detachment's planes as clumsy and slow, Omura Yonosuke laughed, "No wonder we have to fly at top speed all the time."

Squad Leader Omori Rintaro continued, "Near Tasan Town, the Empire has the Xuzhou Task Force and the 70th Independent Mixed Infantry Brigade, two teams. The Lunan Detachment only has 20,000 people.

As long as we shoot down their planes, the battle on the ground will end soon.

Gentlemen, your merits will be great."

Listening to the squad leader talk about the scene after a successful operation, all the Japanese soldiers in the squadron finally felt relieved. If the speed could be increased any further, they would continue to push the afterburner lever and fly even faster.

The linear distance from Jinan to Tasan Town was 237 kilometers. With the Omori Rintaro fighter squadron flying at full speed, it would only take half an hour to reach the battlefield.

The ambush location of the 17th Independent Mixed Infantry Brigade was not easy to find, but Tasan Town was relatively easy to find.

Squad Leader Omori Rintaro also planned to find Tasan Town first, and then go twenty *li* south along Tasan Town to reach the battlefield.

In this era, there was no positioning system for flying, and pilots could only rely on visual observation and direction to determine their position.

Such a large Japanese aircraft formation flew directly over the Lunan base area, and the information was quickly transmitted to Lin Fan.

Hearing that thirty-six Japanese fighters were flying towards Xuzhou, Lin Fan immediately ordered Dongyang Hua to lead the ground attack planes to Tasan Town to strafe the Xuzhou Task Force entrenched there. At the same time, he ordered the air force’s Yu Zhengyang fighter squadron to conceal themselves in the air.

Half of the Lunan Detachment's fighter squadron had returned to refuel and were not yet on the battlefield. Ten fighters and twenty ground attack planes were to fight against thirty-six Japanese fighters. This was quite difficult.

Regarding this point, neither Shi Zhengqing and Wu Youdao of the fighter squadron nor Ning Xinghuo and Xiao Feipeng of the ground attack plane squadron felt any pressure.

Dongyang Hua took the ground attack planes and changed the battlefield in less than three minutes, starting to strafe the Japanese soldiers in Tasan Town.

Sharp-eyed Japanese soldiers recognized them: these planes were the same group that had flown over a while ago.

They did not expect these planes to attack them. However, the morale of these Japanese soldiers had already been destroyed by the soldiers from all directions in the previous attack.

They didn't care if they suffered more blows at this time. Commander Sanho Jiro was different. If his team suffered such blows again, it would be adding fuel to the fire.

Lin Fan had already prepared at the familiar 88mm anti-aircraft gun position, waiting to give the Japanese air wing a "surprise" at any time.

After flying for half an hour, the Omori Rintaro air wing finally excitedly discovered a group of planes flying at extremely low altitude ahead.

Their flying speed was indeed slow. The Japanese pilots of the Omori Rintaro squadron in the air immediately became excited.

At such a slow speed, their planes could easily take on ten of those. Pilot Yata Yosuke excitedly shouted, "My God! How can such slow planes not fall down?"

Of course, these Japanese soldiers did not know that Lin Fan had racked his brains in order to make these planes fly slowly without falling down.

At that time, he personally piloted these planes to test them, and finally concluded that the plane would easily crash if the flying speed was below 100 kilometers. Therefore, the minimum flying speed of the ground attack planes was set at a speed of 120 kilometers per hour.

Compared with the Japanese fighters' top speed of 473 kilometers per hour, this speed was of course as slow as an ant.

Squad Leader Omori Rintaro had also clearly seen those planes flying at extremely low altitude. At this time, they had discovered that those planes were still strafing the Japanese soldiers on the ground.

This made it difficult for the Japanese pilots of the entire air wing to endure. Pilot Miki Taiji requested, "Squad Leader! Let me go!"

Squad Leader Omori Rintaro ordered, "Everyone attack! Free fire!" They had not discovered that there were other planes in the air, and only saw the twenty ground attack planes below.

Like a pack of wolves that had been hungry for a long time seeing a flock of sheep, they could no longer hold back at this time. The entire fighter formation, thirty-six fighter planes, suddenly pushed down their noses and charged towards the ground attack planes not far away.

Dongyang Hua led the planes to change the battlefield, and was strafing the Japanese soldiers on the new battlefield. They were at low altitude, and only had the Japanese soldiers on the ground in their eyes. They did not discover that enemy planes were coming in the air at all.

The ground's notification came through the earphones: "There are Japanese fighters in the sky to your north, diving at you.

Maintain low-altitude flight, do not fly away from the airspace of Tasan Town, and stay calm."

The last sentence was completely superfluous. Dongyang Hua and the other pilots said that they were very calm. The notification also said to maintain low altitude.

They just needed to continue strafing the Japanese soldiers with their planes. As for the fighters diving down from overhead, they would leave it to the brigade commander to deal with.

At this time, Lin Fan moved. From the moment he discovered the Japanese fighters, Lin Fan had been silently tracking them.

Watching the Japanese fighters turn from small black dots into recognizable planes, the anti-aircraft gun had also been adjusted.

There were a bit too many Japanese planes this time. Lin Fan also needed to wait for the Japanese planes to get closer before firing, so that he could leave them all behind.

The distance also needed to be controlled, and it could not be too close. It would not be good if the Japanese fighters injured Dongyang Hua and the others.

Seeing that the Japanese fighter formation had all reduced their speed and altitude, and that these planes had all begun to dive at a large angle, Lin Fan fired.

"Dong, dong, dong! Dong, dong, dong!" The sound of artillery fire rang out, and artillery shells flew quickly towards the Japanese fighters like swords out of their sheaths.

Miki Taiji, who was at the very front, did not feel anything. The fighter plane he was piloting exploded in the air.

Lin Fan's location was on the left side of Tasan Town, and the artillery shells accurately hit the left side of the nose of Miki Taiji's plane. Miki Taiji was blown to pieces by the 88mm anti-aircraft shells without reacting at all, and died without suffering any pain.

At most, only two seconds later than him, pilot Omura Yonosuke followed in his footsteps. The same artillery shells hit and exploded in the nose position.

He also died without pain or reaction. These pilots did not even have time to scream "Ah!" before they turned into minced meat.

Squad Leader Omori Rintaro was in the middle and rear of the entire fighter squadron. He had just begun to dive when he saw fireworks exploding constantly in front of him.

Of course, he knew that what looked like exploding fireworks were not real fireworks. They could only be the planes of his subordinates.

"What's going on?" Squad Leader Omori Rintaro was very puzzled. If planes wanted to achieve the effect of fireworks exploding, it must not have been because they had been attacked by planes. It could only have been because they had been hit by artillery shells, or because the planes themselves had been installed with bombs.

If he could believe that ground artillery shells could hit one or two fighter planes, Omori Rintaro could still believe it.

But now, like this, half of the entire fighter squadron had exploded in less than a minute. This was completely unscientific.

Regardless of whether it was scientific or not, Squad Leader Omori Rintaro still had time to issue an order, "Everyone, pull up immediately! Pull up! Find the attack target."

This time, the attack target he was talking about was not the target they were going to attack, but to let the Japanese soldiers under his command find out who was attacking them.

Now, the entire Omori Rin fighter squadron had reached a critical moment of life and death.

If they could not find the artillery position attacking them, there would probably be more casualties.

Pilot Yata Yosuke tried hard to pull up the plane. Just now, he had used as much force as possible to push the nose down, and now he was using as much force as possible to pull it up.

Just now, he was still regretting that he was flying at the rear of the entire team, and that he was afraid that he would not be able to attack the planes below before they were all destroyed.

Now, pilot Yata Yosuke only felt lucky in his heart, lucky that he had not flown to the front to grab the credit.

However, he only lived a minute longer than Miki Taiji. In the time that followed, he quickly received the artillery shell that had been prepared for him, and the entire plane cracked completely without any warning.

Squad Leader Omori Rintaro was going crazy. His plane was still diving due to inertia. Although fighting was flexible, the laws of physics still had to be obeyed.

A fighter plane that had already started diving could not change its diving posture so quickly. The only thing that could be changed was the direction of the dive, but he did not even know which direction the attack was coming from, so how could he change direction?

The most critical thing was that he could not find a place to escape to that was safe!

One fighter plane after another exploded and caught fire in the air, but not a single Japanese soldier was heard screaming for help in his ears.

There were already exclamations, but they were not from the pilots who had been attacked, but from the pilots who had not yet been attacked.

The voices they made were, "What direction is the attack coming from?"

"What is attacking us?"

At this point, the Omori Rintaro fighter squadron had not yet discovered the anti-aircraft gun that was firing.

This could not be entirely blamed on the narrow field of vision of the Japanese soldiers. It was just that Lin Fan was far away on the left flank six or seven kilometers away, and these Japanese soldiers had not turned their attention that far for the time being.

Just when Squad Leader Omori Rintaro was terrified, the fighter plane piloted by Yata Yosuke was also hit, and it turned into fireworks in the air without saying a word.

Up to now, the entire fighter squadron had been destroyed more than twenty fighter planes, and they had not yet discovered where the attack was coming from.

The Japanese soldiers of the entire fighter squadron could not endure it, and were unable to escape. The surviving Japanese soldiers all collapsed.

They already knew that they would turn into fireworks, but they did not know when. Consciously waiting to die was too cruel, and made them extremely terrified.

Lin Fan was not deliberately delaying the attack on these Japanese fighters. It was just that there were too many Japanese planes coming, and he had not had time to deal with them all at once.

The fighter plane of Squad Leader Omori Rintaro finally began to fly level. In this situation, he could operate the fighter plane and perform more maneuvers.

No sooner said than done, Squad Leader Omori Rintaro began to climb upwards in the air, while also making a beautiful snake-like movement.

These movements were all high-difficulty, and could at least avoid most planes following him and escape the aiming of the ground anti-aircraft guns.

It's just that the propeller planes of this era were limited by their power, and compared with the evasive movements of those jet planes of later generations, they were completely showing off in front of Lu Ban.

The movements of Squad Leader Omori Rintaro successfully attracted Lin Fan's attention. Such a showy Japanese pilot should of course be given special treatment.

Lin Fan immediately gave him a shot, and Squad Leader Omori Rintaro finally showed himself out of existence. With just one shot, his fighter plane broke into two pieces in the middle, and Squad Leader Omori Rintaro was also pierced by countless shrapnel and immediately lost his life.

The Dongyang Hua ground attack plane squadron, which was still flying at extremely low altitude, received a notification: the enemy planes had all been annihilated, and the alert had been lifted.

Lin Fan ordered the entire formation to return to the battle position just now, so as to cooperate with Regiment Commander Gu Xiuming in annihilating the Japanese 17th Independent Mixed Infantry Brigade in the fastest possible time.

As for the Xuzhou Task Force, which was surrounded in Tasan Town, Lin Fan felt that he could leave them a little time to see if he could lure out more Japanese soldiers.

He would use the tactic of besieging a point and striking at reinforcements whenever he could!

Brigade Commander Mandayu Yuto, who had just stood up from the ground, of course did not know about the air battle that had taken place twenty *li* away.

He only saw that the planes that had been circling overhead for nearly an hour were gone, which made the Japanese soldiers of the entire brigade extremely excited.

They had been looking forward to this moment since the planes started strafing them. Less than a minute after the planes left, a fierce artillery bombardment came again.

This time, even Brigade Commander Mandayu Yuto felt that being bombarded was far better than being strafed.

Gu Xiuming could not understand the happiness of the Japanese soldiers. After the ground attack planes withdrew, he just ordered the artillery behind to continue to bombard the Japanese soldiers.

This made the soldiers of several rocket launcher companies extremely happy. They had already loaded the rockets, but they could not fire because there were their own planes in the air.

The Japanese soldiers of the Asaji Kotaro squadron, who were engaged in a bayonet charge with the Second Regiment, suddenly heard fierce explosions behind them.

One by one, they looked back and saw that smoke and dust were billowing behind them, and the planes in the air had disappeared at some point.

However, they were now entangled with the Second Regiment, and could not retreat at all.

Regiment Commander Hoshino Saburo was very concerned about the current situation of the Asaji Kotaro squadron. When the planes were gone and his team could be deployed, he immediately ordered, "The Fukuda Kinoe squadron will immediately reinforce the Asaji squadron."

Regiment Commander Hua Deze looked at the Japanese soldiers in front of him who were engaged in a bayonet charge. They were clearly on the verge of collapse, but a team of six or seven hundred Japanese soldiers rushed up from the distance to replenish them.

This increased the pressure on the Second Regiment, but the situation was still under control. That's what he thought, but that's not what Gu Xiuming thought.

Standing on a high place and watching the overall situation, Gu Xiuming ordered the Fifth Company and the Tenth Company, which were close to the Second Regiment, to launch an attack on the Japanese soldiers from the left and right sides respectively to support the Second Regiment.

Company Commander Qian Tianyou of the Fifth Company led two companies of the Juxian Security First Regiment, and Company Commander Fu Yuansi of the Tenth Company led two companies of the Juxian Security Second Regiment, and immediately charged towards the Japanese defense line.

Regiment Commander Hoshino Saburo arranged a squadron on each of the left and right sides of the rear team, and then added a squadron to each when the brigade commander ordered to strengthen the defense.

There were two squadrons defending on each side, and the theoretical strength was nearly four hundred Japanese soldiers. Such strength was still sufficient.

It's just that the two squadrons they placed on these defense lines had long been crippled by the plane strafing.

The Okizaki Maruzane squadron and the Anai Yaren squadron, which were defending here, did not have even a hundred Japanese soldiers combined.

Moreover, they were still enduring the artillery bombardment. The artillery bombardment only stopped when Qian Tianyou led three companies to a position 100 meters away.

Artillery bombardment followed by infantry charge. This was also the routine of the Special Operations Brigade. The routine was not new, but it was easy to use!

Qian Tianyou led three full-strength companies into the Japanese position, and a bayonet fight also began here.

The situation on the right side of the road was similar. Fu Yuansi led three companies into the Japanese position, and a bayonet fight also began.

However, the bayonet fight in these two places started suddenly and ended quickly. Six hundred soldiers hacking at less than a hundred Japanese soldiers, a six-to-one force ratio for the bayonet fight, the Japanese soldiers had no power to parry at all.

The fact that a team of Lunan Detachment soldiers rushed up on each of the left and right sides made Squad Leader Asaji Kotaro, who had just put down his heart, raise it again.

The Fukuda Kinoe squadron rushed over at its most critical moment, allowing the last two hundred or so Japanese soldiers of the Asaji Kotaro squadron to breathe a sigh of relief.

Before they could catch their breath, teams of thousands of people rushed out from the left and right sides again. Not only Squad Leader Asaji Kotaro was afraid, but Squad Leader Fukuda Kinoe was also shocked.

It did not know how many people were in the team that ambushed the entire brigade.

Now, it only knew one thing: its squadron was losing men every minute on the battlefield. The Lunan Detachment soldiers did not talk about martial virtue at all when they were fighting with bayonets.

Even though their bayonet skills were so good, they still had to act in groups of three, making it impossible for the Japanese soldiers under its command to parry or fight back.

Looking at those assassination scenes, Squad Leader Fukuda Kinoe felt that it had come to the wrong place.

It was not coming to reinforce the Asaji Kotaro squadron at all, it was completely bringing the entire squadron to its death.

Such awareness made the Fukuda Kinoe squadron very frustrated. It had already seen Squad Leader Asaji Kotaro waving his command knife and rushing to the front line.

The entire Asaji Kotaro squadron had only a few dozen Japanese soldiers left after fighting until now, and its own squadron had less than three hundred Japanese soldiers left.

Regiment Commander Hoshino Saburo, who was braving the artillery bombardment and still insisting on observing the situation here, finally did not order to continue to send teams to fight with bayonets.

Of the four squadrons under its command, two squadrons were already engaged in a bayonet fight, one squadron was guarding the left and right sides of the rear half of the entire brigade, and it only had the Fujita Daigo infantry squadron left as a reserve team in its hands.

This was the last team, and it did not want to waste it here. Regiment Commander Hoshino Saburo sent a signal soldier to report the situation of the rear team to Brigade Commander Mandayu Yuto.

It only wanted the front team to quickly open the road and break through the ambush circle here, and rush to Tasan Town as soon as possible.

Brigade Commander Mandayu Yuto was also anxious now! As soon as the planes flew away, it had ordered the Murai Yuki regiment to immediately break through the team blocking the road ahead, and immediately open the road to Tasan Town.

This time, it issued a death order: "The Murai Yuki regiment must advance forward even if it braves the artillery bombardment! Charge!"

The Nakai Hideki squadron, which was at the very front of the entire brigade, had already been crippled when the planes first started strafing them.

Regiment Commander Murai Yuki knew about this situation. Therefore, this time it ordered, "The Sekitani Hiroto squadron will be reinforced to the Nakai Hideki squadron. The two squadrons will work together to clear the obstacles in front and open a path for the entire brigade."

When Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto accepted the order, Regiment Commander Murai Yuki said earnestly, "Sekitani! The life and death of the entire brigade is in your hands.

If the Sekitani squadron cannot open the road and is trapped here, it will definitely be defeated in another hour. At that time, the chances of being able to escape will be slim!"

"Hai! Please rest assured, Regiment Commander! The Sekitani squadron, from top to bottom, will definitely try our best to attack and ensure that we open the road!

If we cannot complete the task of opening the road, I am willing to offer my head!"

Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto, who had made a military pledge in front of the regiment commander, walked out with heavy steps and a very solemn expression on his face.

Of course, it knew the grim situation that the entire brigade was facing now, and at the same time, it knew even more clearly the current situation of its own squadron: its squadron had less than six hundred Japanese soldiers who could fight now.

The rest of the Japanese soldiers were all killed or wounded in the previous artillery bombardment and plane strafing. It had never encountered such losses since it joined the imperial army.

The fact that the entire squadron had not collapsed even after suffering more than half of the casualties made Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto feel a little gratified. According to theory, if the casualties of a team were 30%, the soldiers would not have collapsed yet, and it would already be an elite force.

Now, its own team had suffered more than half of the casualties, and could still persist in fighting. Was it already considered the most elite force?

Although this fact made it feel gratified, such a fact made it feel frightened: if it could not rush out, the entire brigade would be finished.

The regiment commander did not tell the truth: if they could not open the passage to Tasan Town, the entire brigade would not have a slim chance of survival, but no chance at all.

Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto had seen the crimes committed by the China Dispatch Army in Nanjing in the newspapers.

It did not believe that the Lunan Detachment attacking from the opposite side would be willing to let go of any Japanese soldiers.

With the determination to die, Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto returned to the team and simply gave the order: "Attack north and open the road!"

After giving the order, it walked at the very front of the entire squadron, braving the artillery bombardment under the escort of the guards.

The Japanese soldiers of this squadron were the first time to see the squad leader walking at the very front. Such a dangerous thing was still done by the younger brothers.

It immediately urged the Japanese soldiers of the entire squadron to rush to the front. The Honda squadron still had nearly a hundred Japanese soldiers now, which was considered a very well-preserved team.

These Japanese soldiers advanced in the face of artillery fire, and dozens more were killed along the way. Finally, they arrived at the front line and met the Nakai Hideki squadron.

The two squadrons added together at this time had less than a thousand Japanese soldiers. The two squad leaders held hands and looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

The force was seriously insufficient, but they had to charge forward. This was both Brigade Commander Mandayu Yuto's order and the fate of these Japanese soldiers.

In this situation, they could not survive if they did not charge forward and create a path.

The Nakamura Ichiro squadron, the Matsui Taiho squadron, and the Honda Kenta squadron were scattered and charged towards the opposite defense line at the same time.

Squad Leader Nakai Hideki was also going all out this time. It was also supervising the battle behind the team. Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto had made a military pledge.

If it could not break through the defense line in front, it would not live anymore. Of course, it was not willing to stay behind either.

Since the two squad leaders had chosen to go to the front to charge, there was no need for nearly a thousand Japanese soldiers to stay behind.

The Japanese soldiers of the two squadrons arrived at the front of the defense lines of the Seventh Regiment and the Eighth Regiment at a position 300 meters away, and had already broken away from the artillery bombardment.

These Japanese soldiers finally felt a little relaxed. Now they did not have to face the bombardment of large-caliber artillery, and suddenly felt that the sky was blue.

These Japanese soldiers advanced easily for a hundred meters. This hundred-meter journey was so short. They were not attacked by artillery or gunfire. The feeling along the way was: extremely happy!

Happy times are always short-lived, and the familiar recipe came again when they entered the area two hundred meters away from the front defense line.

Squad Leader Nakai Hideki staggered and almost stepped into the air and fell to the ground. It was at this distance again. The planes in the air seemed to have calculated the time.

Suddenly appearing in front of them, dense machine gun bullets poured down on these charging Japanese soldiers like a rainstorm.

The soldiers of the Seventh Regiment and the Eighth Regiment, who had been waiting impatiently on the position, watched as the large number of Japanese soldiers had entered their directional mine ambush circle.

Just waiting for these Japanese soldiers to all come in, they could blow them up and clean them up, but the ground attack planes suddenly appeared overhead.

Then, dense machine gun bullets hit the Japanese team, and rows of Japanese soldiers fell down.

At a distance of less than 200 meters, the soldiers of the Seventh Regiment with good eyesight could clearly see the blood splattering when the bullets hit the bodies of the Japanese soldiers.

Regiment Commander Song Guoan of the Seventh Regiment sighed, "When can these Japanese soldiers charge to a position 30 meters away from the defense line!"

According to the combat rules of the Special Operations Brigade, directional mines must of course be used to their greatest effect.

When the Japanese soldiers charged to a position 30 meters away from the position, they would pull the mine, blow up the Japanese soldiers well, and then lead the soldiers to charge up for a bayonet fight.

The whole set of movements was smooth and fluid, and one wave could send all the Japanese soldiers who charged up away.

The Nakai Hideki squadron was repelled by the ground attack planes when it charged for the first time, and they had never launched an attack again.

This time, the Japanese soldiers finally mustered the courage to attack for the second time, but they were passive again.

They were passively enduring the strafing of the twenty ground attack planes in turn. Nearly a thousand Japanese soldiers were struggling to move in such strafing!

Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto braved the machine gun strafing and ordered loudly, "Attack!"

His voice was full of decisiveness, but the tone of despair was heavier in the ears of the other Japanese soldiers.

Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto bravely raised his command knife, pointing forward all the time, and it was also running forward.

Many Japanese soldiers had fallen on the road it charged. Among them were the dead and the wounded.

On the way, it also saw Squad Leader Nakai Hideki hiding on the ground: "This coward!"

Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto, who was charging, deliberately detoured a little and ran to Squad Leader Nakai Hideki, deliberately stepping on its hand.

Squad Leader Nakai Hideki, who was stepped on by the charging Japanese soldiers, angrily took out a pistol and wanted to shoot at the Japanese soldiers who did not have eyes.

Seeing that it was Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto holding the command knife, with a serious look on its face, the knife seemed to be able to chop down at any time.

Squad Leader Nakai Hideki was inexplicably afraid: "The machine gun strafing is too dense! Wait a minute!"

Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto had already charged up, and Squad Leader Nakai Hideki had another sentence behind it: "Wait a minute!"

Regiment Commander Song Guoan of the Seventh Regiment watched as there were Japanese soldiers who braved the machine gun strafing and charged forward, and immediately became happy, constantly cheering for these Japanese soldiers: "That's right! Charge! Charge forward!"

As if it was just a passer-by who was soy sauce, constantly cheering for the Japanese soldiers. The company commander of the First Company, Min Zishi, asked in confusion:

"Regiment Commander! You are cheering for the Japanese soldiers here, why?" If it were not for understanding the regiment commander, the company commander of the First Company would have suspected that Regiment Commander Song had defected to the enemy.

Song Guoan said with a smile, "If the Japanese soldiers don't continue to charge forward, what are we going to fight today?"

"The sound of gunfire and artillery fire in front is so lively, but we have built three defense lines here, and not a single Japanese soldier has charged over.

It's too unreasonable! So it's better to let those Japanese soldiers charge over!"

The company commander of the First Company pointed to the Japanese soldiers who had charged into a hundred meters and said, "They really charged in.

There are less than fifty Japanese soldiers, do we still have to blow them up?"

Regiment Commander Song Guoan said with a wry smile, "There were thousands of Japanese soldiers charging just now, but now there are less than fifty Japanese soldiers charging up.

We don't need to blow up these Japanese soldiers, we will just kill them directly later!"

Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto never thought that it could charge over in such dense machine gun strafing.

When it was charging just now, it kept hearing the sound of bullets flying past, and at the same time, it could also feel the swift wind when the bullets passed.

It could also see the dust constantly splashing on the ground in front of its feet, but it still charged over.

When it got here, it was quiet again, with no more artillery bombardment or machine gun strafing.

However, Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto looked around, and there were less than fifty Japanese soldiers charging over with it.

Looking back at the Japanese soldiers who had fallen along the way, it did not have any happy expression on its face. In fact, it hoped that it was the one who had fallen on the road.

Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto specially looked at the place where Squad Leader Nakai Hideki had just been lying on its stomach.

It saw that Squad Leader Nakai Hideki had changed its position, lying face up and motionless. Half of an arm was left on the position where it had just been lying on its stomach, and it was holding the pistol that it had tried to fire at itself tightly in its hand.

Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto had already imagined Squad Leader Nakai Hideki's encounter just now: first, it was shot in the arm by a machine gun bullet, and then it struggled on the ground and was shot in the body by the following machine gun bullets and died.

Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto withdrew its gaze and looked at the dozens of Japanese soldiers who were following it, and said nothing.

It just pointed the command knife forward, and the low voice rang out: "Attack!" These two words were said, not shouted.

It knew that it was impossible to break through this defense line with less than fifty Japanese soldiers.

Regiment Commander Murai Yuki watched the scene of Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto commanding less than a squadron of Japanese soldiers to continue attacking from a distance.

It did not have any moved by such behavior, but only disdain for Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto for not completing the task.

The death of Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto was insignificant. It was extremely sinful that it did not complete the task and died, because the entire brigade was already on the verge of death.

Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto, who was charging, certainly did not know about the deep disappointment and strong anger of the regiment commander towards it.

It and the Japanese soldiers it was leading had already charged into fifty meters, and they had once again enjoyed the quiet time without bombardment or strafing in these fifty meters.

Regiment Commander Song Guoan had already issued the order. He had a good idea of ​​how good his regiment's marksmanship was.

He ordered: "Rocket launchers ready! Fire! Everyone, fire!"

First, use rockets to bomb these dozens of Japanese soldiers, and then shoot with heavy machine guns, machine guns, and rifles.

Three rockets exploded in the middle of Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto's team, and most of the team of less than fifty Japanese soldiers fell down instantly. The Japanese soldiers who could continue to charge were stopped by the net of bullets formed by the heavy machine guns, machine guns, and rifles that were shooting over.

No more Japanese soldiers could rush out of this net. Squad Leader Sekitani Hiroto did not say a word when it fell down.

Its fate had long been doomed, and its ending was no surprise!

Regiment Commander Murai Yuki, who had already seen the annihilation of the Sekitani squadron through the telescope, immediately reported the failure of the northward breakthrough to Brigade Commander Mandayu Yuto.

Brigade Commander