Chapter 113 The End of the Battle

Lin Fan looked at the Japanese soldiers who had already begun to scatter and flee down the mountain.

He said confidently.

At this time, all the Japanese soldiers had given up their attack on Wai Shan.

Now they had only one thought: to break through!

The 2nd and 3rd companies of the 1st Regiment, coming from the direction of Jilong Mountain, had been waiting at the foot of the mountain for over ten minutes.

While they were still on their way, they saw their own planes coming to help.

When they arrived at the battlefield, their own planes were still strafing the Japanese soldiers in turn.

In order not to be accidentally injured.

The two companies could only wait three hundred meters away.

Watching the Japanese soldiers of the Zhi Bao Brigade struggle under the strafing of the planes.

The officers and soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade had seen such scenes many times before.

That was when they had not yet joined the Special Operations Brigade, when they were in the original National Revolutionary Army units.

They had been constantly strafed by Japanese planes like the Japanese soldiers down the mountain.

At that time, they had no ability to resist at all, just like the Japanese soldiers below.

Silently enduring the strafing and bombing of the Japanese planes.

The Japanese infantrymen, on the distant positions, watched with laughter as the National Revolutionary Army soldiers were strafed and bombed by their planes.

But today, the situation was completely reversed.

The Japanese soldiers became the ones being strafed, and the soldiers of the Special Operations Brigade became the audience.

Of course, there were also those reporters who had come all the way from Quzhou on Wai Shan.

And those foreign reporters that the Japanese soldiers had specially brought over.

Stephen stared blankly at the planes in the sky, twelve planes circling back and forth non-stop.

Constantly strafing the Zhi Baojing Dagui Brigade.

These reporters could all see that the casualties of this Japanese infantry brigade had long exceeded half.

They had already lost their fighting spirit.

If the Special Operations Brigade opened a gap at this time, these Japanese soldiers would probably run away immediately.

Stephen suddenly said, "This National Revolutionary Army air squadron missed an area in their strafing."

Of course, these reporters could see that the planes stopped strafing three hundred meters away from their reporter group.

The Japanese soldiers in this section were not attacked at all.

They could figure out the reason with their toes.

The planes left, and the Pu Battalion Commander, who had just told them reporters to stay away, returned with his soldiers.

This time, the soldiers accompanying him were no longer the initial less than one hundred soldiers.

But a full four hundred soldiers.

Xiao Dongbei clearly noticed the reporters were watching him and waved to them with great style.

Then, he raised the rifle in his hand and charged towards the Zhi Baojing Dagui Brigade in front.

"My God! They have the upper hand, and they still want to engage in bayonet fighting! Has this Pu Battalion Commander's brain been kicked by a donkey?"

Stephen's words obviously made Sato Ya Kensuke unhappy.

Reporter Sato Ya Kensuke gave the American reporter a resentful look, "You are like an ungrateful dog!

The Empire has given you so much help along the way.

How can you say that?

Isn't it good for those National Revolutionary Army soldiers to rush up and experience the taste of the Empire's brave warriors' bayonets?

Just now, those National Revolutionary Army soldiers relied on their firepower advantage, their planes in the sky, and Wai Shan to suppress the Empire's brave warriors.

They have been so blinded by the imminent victory.

That they have gone crazy and actively initiated a bayonet fight!

This is courting death!"

However, Reporter Sato Ya Kensuke was very happy in his heart.

He wished that more National Revolutionary Army soldiers would do this.

Sato Ya Kensuke had such thoughts in his mind, and the Amaterasu Omikami seemed to have heard his request.

The National Revolutionary Army soldiers on Wai Shan also shouted and rushed down the mountain.

The National Revolutionary Army soldiers in the direction of Bald Mountain also raised their bayonets and charged towards the Zhi Baojing Dagui Brigade.

The Zhi Baojing Dagui Brigade Commander, who had been desperate, finally saw hope at this moment.

If these National Revolutionary Army soldiers just stayed put and continued to shoot with machine-gun fire.

His brigade would not be able to hold on.

But his brigade, although it had suffered many casualties from the plane strafing.

Still had about five hundred Japanese soldiers left.

With so many Japanese soldiers, they would not be afraid of even a thousand National Revolutionary Army soldiers in a bayonet fight.

Not to mention, even if a thousand National Revolutionary Army soldiers rushed up, only a hundred or so at most would actually be engaged in bayonet fighting.

As long as the dozens of soldiers at the front were bloodied by bayonets, the soldiers behind would naturally be afraid and run away.

"Everyone! Fix bayonets! Three-man teams!

Prepare for bayonet fighting!" The Zhi Baojing Dagui Brigade Commander was very calm.

Shang Yuegui, an amateur like her, could also see that there was a problem with the Special Operations Brigade's command.

She nervously grabbed Lin Fan's hand, "You can't let them go down for bayonet fighting!

Although you used to be very good at it.

But this kind of bloody fighting should be avoided if possible!

You could have just driven the Japanese soldiers away from a distance."

Lin Fan pulled away her hand that was holding him, like a heartless rogue.

At least that was what the reporters watching this scene from a distance saw.

Lin Fan said, "You don't understand war!"

"Then why don't you go down?" Shang Yuegui asked loudly.

"The lives of the soldiers are also lives. You are too cold-blooded. Letting the soldiers risk their lives.

While you stand on the mountain to enjoy the scenery."

Lin Fan stopped arguing, he just stood on the mountain to enjoy the scenery!

The bayonet fight at the foot of the mountain had already entered a melee.

The Zhi Baojing Dagui Brigade Commander had planned well: the Watanabe Hoshino Company would meet the Special Operations Brigade soldiers rushing down from Wai Shan.

The number of soldiers coming down from the mountain was the smallest.

The Mori Kawashige also Company's Japanese soldiers would meet the National Revolutionary Army soldiers rushing from the direction of Jilong Mountain.

The number of National Revolutionary Army soldiers in this direction was the largest.

The Xiao Fan Youren Machine Gun Company and the Aita Yuxing Company would meet the National Revolutionary Army soldiers rushing from the direction of Bald Mountain.

The Zhi Bao Brigade Commander was still thinking of concentrating the Japanese soldiers of the Xiao Fan Youren Company and the Aita Yuxing Company.

Striving to defeat the National Revolutionary Army soldiers rushing from the direction of Bald Mountain in the shortest possible time.

And then concentrate their forces to drive away the National Revolutionary Army soldiers rushing from the direction of Jilong Mountain.

Finally, they would charge up Wai Shan and capture the commander on Wai Shan alive.

The Zhi Baojing Dagui Brigade Commander had realized that the commander of this team must be on Wai Shan.

He was watching everything from the top of the mountain.

Lin Fan watched the battle at the foot of the mountain, everything was under control.

Shang Yuegui was angry but her camera didn't stop.

She kept taking pictures.

Lin Fan said to her, "The photos you take have to be checked by us after they are developed.

Before you can take them away!"

"Why?"

"You should know, when we were in the concession.

If you had published the soldiers' photos in the newspaper in advance.

Could we have been able to move around so easily in the concession?" Lin Fan's words immediately silenced Shang Yuegui.

Of course, she knew that this battle would definitely be published in the newspaper.

These soldiers who were on the newspaper were afraid of being recognized by someone with ulterior motives.

She finally nodded, "I will let all my colleagues give you the negatives for inspection.

You can check ours, but can you also check theirs?"

While speaking, Shang Yuegui pointed to the foreign reporters in the distance at the foot of the mountain.

Lin Fan said with a smile, "We are a benevolent army, they will abide by our reasonable regulations."

The Zhi Baojing Dagui Brigade Commander did not have Lin Fan's mood to stand at a high place and enjoy the scenery.

His thoughts were full, and his plans were also perfect.

But the Special Operations Brigade that charged over did not act according to the script he had written.

The first to come into contact with the Zhi Bao Brigade were the soldiers of Xiao Dongbei's group coming from the direction of Jilong Mountain.

Xiao Dongbei charged at the front, and three sergeant Japanese soldiers from the Mori Kawashige also Company.

Formed a triangular assassination squad.

Facing the menacing Xiao Dongbei.

Akiyama Daichi was holding his rifle and shouting as he charged towards Xiao Dongbei.

The other two Japanese soldiers also stepped in the same pace, and the three Japanese soldiers acted as one.

At this time, it was as if Akiyama Daichi had become a three-headed arm.

Three M38 rifles simultaneously thrust at Xiao Dongbei.

Several foreign reporters who had been paying attention to Xiao Dongbei in the distance quickly pressed the shutter.

Whether Xiao Dongbei was stabbed to death by these three Japanese soldiers all at once, or Xiao Dongbei stabbed these three Japanese soldiers to death.

This was big news! Who made Xiao Dongbei the National Revolutionary Army commander who had just presided over the transfer of the wounded?

Xiao Dongbei saw three bayonets in front of him stabbing at him unevenly.

His whole person did not retreat but advanced, and the rifle in his hand swept from left to right like lightning.

All three bayonets were swept to the right, stabbing empty.

At this time, Xiao Dongbei's body had already rushed in front of Akiyama Daichi.

He took the opportunity to send the gun butt out with force.

The tall Xiao Dongbei's gun butt was originally at his waist.

Now he was close to this Japanese soldier in front of him.

He sent the gun butt forward and upward with force.

And smashed it on Matsushita Daichi's face.

And smashed this Japanese soldier's face into his head.

Matsushita Daichi shouted and fell backward.

The two Japanese soldiers, Katsuragi Shintaro and Hanajima Kazusuke, behind him.

Quickly scattered to the left and right, they did not want to be touched by Matsushita Daichi's falling body.

This would affect their speed of action.

Xiao Dongbei's right hand pulled the gun butt back.

The left hand's bayonet quickly stabbed towards Katsuragi Shintaro on the left.

This Japanese soldier, who had just adjusted his position and had not yet stabilized.

Saw that the bayonet had stabbed over like a shadow.

He was so frightened that he hurriedly set up the rifle in his hand.

Trying to hold up this bayonet, just hold it for three seconds, no!

One second is enough!

Hanajima Kazusuke could come over to save him.

What made Katsuragi Shintaro desperate was that his hasty block.

Although it blocked the knife that was stabbed over.

But the strength was a little bit worse, and the rifle in his hand was pressed down by that knife.

It quickly fell towards his face.

This gun parry was no different from no parry: this Pu Battalion Commander's bayonet still stabbed into his chest.

At this time, it was finally Hanajima Kazusuke's turn to perform.

He saw that in an instant, this Pu Battalion Commander, who was in charge of transferring the wounded, had killed two Japanese soldiers.

But now everything should be over.

Because this Battalion Commander's bayonet was still in Katsuragi Shintaro's chest, and his bayonet had stabbed towards this Pu Battalion Commander's body like lightning.

In any case, his rifle could not come back to parry anymore.

Sergeant Hanajima Kazusuke showed a victorious smile on his face: a National Revolutionary Army Battalion Commander was at the same level as the Zhi Baojing Dagui Brigade, being able to kill such an officer, his reward would definitely not be low.

Just now, this lightning-like battle had been filmed by the reporters in the distance.

Sergeant Hanajima Kazusuke still had a smile on his face, but he watched the reward he was about to get fly away.

Xiao Dongbei shouted loudly, his feet exerted force, and his whole person remained in the same posture.

And leaped backward suddenly.

The whole person moved backward horizontally by fifty centimeters.

Just this one big step made the smile on Sergeant Hanajima Kazusuke's face freeze.

This was not over yet.

Xiao Dongbei leaped backward, and the bayonet was pulled out smoothly.

Then he was holding the bayonet, and猛地a lunge forward towards Sergeant Hanajima Kazusuke.

It was the same action again, the same posture remained unchanged.

It was just a lunge back just now, and this time it was a lunge forward.

Xiao Dongbei's bayonet in his hand swayed slightly, deflecting the knife that Sergeant Hanajima Kazusuke stabbed over.

The body was slightly sideways, completely avoided!

The bayonet in his hand did not leave the target, but still stabbed towards Hanajima Kazusuke's face.

Sergeant Hanajima Kazusuke only had time to shout out, "Ah!"

He was stabbed in the chest, and fell backward! Stephen, who had been staring here, was constantly pressing the shutter.

His hands cooperated perfectly, the camera of this era.

After pressing the shutter, he also needed to dial and roll the film.

This was how he could take the next picture.

In order to maintain continuous shooting, this action must be fast.

At the same time, this action must be stable.

If his hands shook, the pictures taken would be dizzy, and they would be useless.

He had been taking pictures of the whole process of Xiao Dongbei fighting with three Japanese soldiers.

Stephen finally breathed a sigh of relief, "So powerful! There is no one more powerful than him in this world."

He said with emotion to the reporter next to him.

No one answered! No one paid attention to him at all.

These reporters each had their own observation targets.

Their current situation was the same as Stephen's just now.

The same concentration, the same quick actions.

James at this time had his left hand as stable as Mount Tai, and his right hand quickly pressed the shutter, pulling the film.

His target was the Fourth Company Commander Shan Chengfu.

This was because James thought Shan Chengfu's kneeling shooting was too handsome.

Among a group of soldiers charging forward, this National Revolutionary Army soldier, knelt on his left knee, and his left elbow supported on his right knee.

He was constantly shooting!

His muzzle constantly patrolled back and forth in front of him.

Firing from time to time, his movements were quick and firm!

Although he could not see the results of the bullets that Shan Chengfu fired from the camera lens.

But James could see from Shan Chengfu's determined expression: hit the target!

Shan Chengfu, Chen Xing, and their two companies were facing the machine gun company of the Zhi Baojing Dagui Brigade.

Some of the Japanese soldiers of the Xiao Fan Youren Machine Gun Company stood up to engage in bayonet fighting.

The Japanese soldiers of the Xiang Tian Yuxiang Artillery Company, who had just fled to them here, had nowhere to escape.

They also had to turn around and engage in bayonet fighting with the chasing 4th and 5th Companies of the 3rd Regiment.

There were always machine gun shooters who survived the plane strafing just now.

At this time, they were preparing to strafe the charging 4th and 5th Companies.

And they immediately ushered in the precise sniping of the Company Commander Shan Chengfu.

Shan Chengfu, with one rifle, blocked the Japanese machine gun company for one minute, and had already won the time for his 4th Company to rush into the Japanese position.

Now the two sides were entangled together.

Shan Chengfu got up, his movements were agile, and he was skilled.

And quickly rushed into the battlefield where bayonet fighting was taking place.

With a thrust of the rifle in his hand, a Japanese soldier fell to the ground with a knife.

"Oh! My God!"

James had been chasing Shan Chengfu to shoot.

He saw Shan Chengfu's first stab, and immediately exclaimed.

And then he pressed the shutter like crazy.

In his photos, there were fighting scenes of Shan Chengfu fighting three people at once, and also fighting one-on-one.

Reporter Sato Ya Kensuke looked at the one-sided situation on the battlefield, his face was iron-blue.

He could not help but complain about the Japanese soldiers of the Zhi Baojing Dagui Brigade in his heart: these Japanese soldiers were no good at attacking the mountain.

They were also no good at bayonet fighting.

They really could not do anything, and they were the first to run away!

According to the current situation, the Japanese soldiers of the entire Zhi Bao Brigade could only hold on for half an hour at most.

And they would be completely annihilated.

Reporter Sato Ya Kensuke was anxious, and he wished he could rush up to help.

This kind of thought could only be thought of after all.

Now that he was mixed in with the group of reporters, his life safety might be guaranteed.

If he rushed into the battlefield, he could guarantee that he would definitely not be able to survive.

Stephen finally discovered the idle Sato Ya Kensuke and immediately walked over and pointed to Xiao Dongbei.

"Mr. Sato! Look at that Pu Battalion Commander's assassination skills. Compared with your kendo.

Which one is stronger?"

Sato Ya Kensuke watched with fire in his eyes as Xiao Dongbei killed another Japanese soldier.

He said hatefully, "Even a newcomer who has just entered kendo can easily斩杀him."

Stephen shrugged silently and walked away bored.

He could also see now that the Japanese soldiers of the Zhi Baojing Dagui Brigade could not hold on for long.

If there was no miracle, this Japanese team would send hundreds more wounded to the Special Operations Brigade.

Stephen suddenly thought, "If the Special Operations Brigade returns the wounded this time, will the China Expeditionary Force still accept these wounded?"

After all, the wounded this time were the soldiers who had come to receive the wounded last time!

Sato Ya Kensuke was now certain that if there was no miracle, the Zhi Bao Brigade would be finished.

Where was the miracle? Why had it not appeared yet?

Sato Ya Kensuke wanted a miracle, and the miracle really appeared.

Suddenly, a group of black spots appeared in the northern sky.

They quickly grew bigger: airplanes!

The Empire's airplanes!

From the appearance of these airplanes, it could be seen that they were the Empire's airplanes! There were twelve of them!

This made Sato Ya Kensuke a little unsure.

Were these airplanes the same group of airplanes that had gone and returned?

Or had the Empire's airplanes just arrived on the battlefield?

Haji Suda Captain of the Air Force, was the head of an air force squadron stationed at the Harbour Airport.

The order he received was to lead the entire squadron to fly a circle near Wai Shan on the border of Deqing and Hangzhou.

If they encountered the National Revolutionary Army, they would also strike at the National Revolutionary Army.

The Central China Army specially instructed: Today's mission was special, there were foreign reporters on Wai Shan.

They must show the mighty and righteous image of the Empire's Air Force in front of the foreign reporters.

The strikes against the National Revolutionary Army's ground forces must be accurate and elegant.

They must fully reflect the Empire's Air Force's strike capability and also be humane.

Captain Haji Suda did not know what humane was.

But he knew that he was going to take off and perform a mission on Wai Shan.

Today, there would be a wounded transfer ceremony between the National Revolutionary Army and the Empire's Army in Wai Shan.

Many foreign reporters were at the scene to watch the ceremony.

After the transfer ceremony was over, the airplanes would assist the Empire's infantry in annihilating the National Revolutionary Army team.

It was best to let the foreign reporters photograph the airplanes, but not to let them photograph the bloody scenes of the battlefield.

After all, this method of receiving the wounded from people and then immediately killing them all was too excessive.

Captain Haji Suda brought his nine fighters and three bombers before setting off.

He had already assigned today's mission.

Pilot Huno Terutaro said with a smile, "We are going to the battlefield to perform.

There are hundreds of National Revolutionary Army soldiers, and a brigade of Empire's warriors is chasing them.

We do not need to take action at all, right!"

He was seeking approval from the Ikeda Akira beside him.

Ikeda Akira quickly said, "Yes!

We are mainly going to let the Western reporters see our strength.

Those wounded being captured by the National Revolutionary Army was just an accident.

The National Revolutionary Army must have used a trick."

Pilot Miyabi Kazuya was a little angry, "Those idiots in the 18th Division.

Did not know to take the wounded away when they retreated."

Pilot Nagatani Meiki was also angry:

"Even if there was no time to take the wounded away, at least they could have let those wounded be loyal to the Empire.

This way, the Empire's face would not be lost internationally."

Captain Haji Suda said with a smile, "The matter has already happened!

The Empire's face must be brought back by us.

That National Revolutionary Army team must be annihilated.

Everyone, be prepared, bring more ammunition.

Prepare to depart!"

Captain Haji Suda had a total of twelve airplanes.

Today, they were mobilizing the entire team.

When this air force squadron appeared in the Wai Shan airspace.

He did not know that just ten minutes ago, there had just been an air force squadron that had performed a combat mission in this airspace.

Shang Yuegui looked at a group of airplanes flying from the north.

And asked Lin Fan doubtfully, "Your air squadron is back again?"

Lin Fan did not answer.

Shang Yuegui looked at the Special Operations Brigade soldiers who were still around just now, and they had acted quickly.

The shed covering the cannon that she had pointed at was pulled open by these soldiers.

The cannon was suddenly exposed in broad daylight.

Lin Fan strode forward and quickly adjusted the direction of the muzzle.

And pointed it in the direction where these airplanes were flying.

"Enemy plane?" Shang Yuegui was not sure.

This time Wu Xiaobao finally spoke, "I don't know!"

The radio next to the cannon began to call, "Xiao Jianying! Respond if you receive!

Xiao Jianying! Respond if you receive!"

The airplane was a little far away, and she could not see it clearly.

But the Special Operations Brigade now had a radio, and they could call their own airplane.

But there was no response!

The Special Operations Brigade soldiers present were all happy.

An excited expression appeared on their faces.

There was only one person who was an exception: Shang Yuegui was a little nervous.

She asked, "The Japanese airplanes are coming, and we are on the top of the mountain.

The easiest ones to be strafed and bombed by the Japanese planes.

Why aren't you running?"

Wu Xiaobao asked in surprise, "Run! Where to run?"

"No matter where to run! Everyone spread out.

Hide, so as not to be discovered by the airplanes."

It was not just Shang Yuegui who was worried.

The group of reporters fifty meters away were also nervous.

They looked at these soldiers around them, and each of them still had an excited expression on their faces.

As if they were only concerned about the bayonet fight at the foot of the mountain, and they had not heard the sound of the airplanes coming from the sky at all.

Zhuang Mengdie was a little anxious!

She began to worry, "Why don't you enter the bunker yet?

The Japanese airplanes are coming!

This is a Japanese airplane that is much more powerful than the榴弹 and shells that were bombing just now!"

The soldiers who were ordered to protect these reporters said disapprovingly:

"The Japanese airplanes are not scary!

You don't have to worry, hurry up and watch the battle below!"

A scholar meeting a soldier, he could not explain the truth!

Now Zhuang Mengdie felt that these people were now:

The reporters meeting the soldiers, they could not explain things clearly! Why did these soldiers not understand?

The Japanese airplanes were much more powerful than the infantry when they attacked.

But these soldiers were talking and laughing one by one, and they did not care at all.

They only cared about watching the bayonet fight at the foot of the mountain.

One soldier was still saying, "This knife was not stabbed well. If I were up there, I would be stronger than him."

Another soldier was praising, "The Xiao Dongbei Battalion Commander is too powerful! I am not as good as him at bayonet fighting."

Another soldier laughed, "It seems that you can run faster than the Battalion Commander."

These reporters looked at the soldiers who did not care about their lives at all.

They could not care about anything anymore, and they turned around and got into the bunker.

The soldiers who had been chatting just now were anxious, "You don't watch the good show, what are you doing in the bunker at this time?"

The reporters were said to be blushing.

They had no choice but to stand up stubbornly.

With the mentality of regarding death as home, they insisted on standing on the top of the mountain.

And closely followed the fighter plane flying in the sky.

The Zhi Baojing Dagui Brigade Commander had not yet reached the front line to engage in bayonet fighting.

He also saw the fighter plane in the sky.

But this time he was already 次afraid of these airplanes.

Now that the soldiers on both sides were entangled together, no matter how strong the firepower of the airplane in the sky was.

It could not only attack its own team.

Captain Haji Suda received a radio call from the Special Operations Brigade in the sky.

He could not help but wonder, "Who is calling!"

He tentatively responded, "This is the Haji Suda Air Force Squadron of the Central China Army.

Who are you?"

The soldier who was calling next to the anti-aircraft gun quickly reported to Lin Fan, "Brigade Commander! It is a Japanese air force squadron."

Lin Fan nodded with a smile, "Received!"

Shang Yuegui also understood now: Lin Fan wanted to use this cannon to attack the Japanese airplanes.

The soldiers around him seemed to trust Lin Fan very much.

She asked Lin Fan cautiously, "Brigade Commander Lin! Are you confident in shooting down the Japanese airplane?"

Lin Fan replied with a smile, "I am confident!"

"How many Japanese airplanes are you going to shoot down today?"

Lin Fan looked at the airplane in the sky, "Twelve!"

Shang Yuegui felt that Lin Fan's words were a bit perfunctory:

"Kidding! There are only twelve airplanes in the sky in total.

And you are going to shoot down twelve of them.

Do you really think these airplanes are here to be targets?"

Captain Haji Suda saw the fighting teams on the road at the foot of Wai Shan at a glance.

He was suddenly stunned: the two sides were entangled together, how could they help with this air force squadron.

Fortunately, they were high up, and they immediately discovered that there were soldiers on Wai Shan.

Captain Haji Suda immediately ordered, "Attack Wai Shan."

He began to dive himself.

Lin Fan also fired at this time.

His first shell hit a fighter plane flying in the middle of the team.

This fighter plane was piloted by Miyabi Kazuya.

His airplane was flying at the very back of the nine fighter planes.

Behind him were the three bombers.

Pilot Miyabi Kazuya received the Captain's order.

Just when he was about to reply, he felt that the airplane he was piloting was like he had caught a cold.

It suddenly shook.

Then the airplane he was piloting suddenly scattered like fireworks.

Nagatani Meiki, who was behind Miyabi Kazuya, was startled and quickly made an emergency avoidance maneuver.

It was just that they were too close to each other.

Although Nagatani Meiki's bomber had a thick skin, and he himself was very lucky.

He was not hit by those fragments in a critical position.

But the bomber piloted by Nagatani Meiki was already injured.

Shang Yuegui's camera was nervously aiming at the fighter plane that was charging at the very front.

As a result, Lin Fan hit the two enemy planes behind it.

She only had time to take two pictures of the airplane that was already scattered in the sky.

At this time, she did not even have time to make a surprised expression.

Lin Fan adjusted the anti-aircraft gun again, and then began to fire at Captain Haji Suda who was diving down.

Captain Haji Suda just heard the exclamations coming from the earphones, and immediately asked loudly, "What happened?"

Nagatani Meiki stabilized his bomber, and then responded, "Miyabi Kazuya and Tanoi Teru were hit.

Captain! Be careful of their anti-aircraft gun!"

The Japanese pilots in the entire air force squadron were all startled when they heard the warning.

To be able to destroy two fighter planes in such a short time, how many anti-aircraft guns did the National Revolutionary Army below have?

Captain Haji Suda ordered loudly, "I have already discovered the location of the National Revolutionary Army's anti-aircraft gun.

It is on Wai Shan.

And there is only one anti-aircraft gun.

I am diving down, preparing to take it down.

I am approaching..."

The Captain was indeed the Captain, he had already discovered the target so quickly.

And he was still diving towards the target.

The Japanese soldiers of the entire air force squadron all admired the Captain's skill.

And then everyone heard in the earphones: "Boom!"

A violent explosion.

Ikeda Akira, who was behind the Captain, shouted loudly, "Captain Haji Suda!

Captain."

In fact, his shouts were completely futile.

Captain Haji Suda's airplane was completely torn apart in the sky, how could the pilot inside answer?

The Japanese soldiers in the entire squadron were shocked: three airplanes.

This had just begun, and three airplanes had been destroyed.

Ikeda Akira took over the command, "I have already discovered the location of the National Revolutionary Army's anti-aircraft gun.

It is on Wai Shan.

And there is only one anti-aircraft gun.

I am diving down, preparing to take it down.

I am approaching..."

The Japanese soldiers of the entire Haji Suda Air Force squadron felt that these words were so familiar.

The Zhi Baojing Dagui Brigade Commander, who was full of expectation, was looking at this air force squadron below Wai Shan.

Just now, he was listening to the whistling sound of the airplane, and watching the airplane dive towards Wai Shan.

The despair in his heart had finally risen up with a little hope.

In the blink of an eye, he saw that three of the flying planes had already exploded.

The hope that had just sprouted was immediately cut off.

Reporter Sato Ya Kensuke was knocked down by the repeated blows.

His face was pale, and he muttered to himself, "Why? Why?"

Stephen had no energy to comfort this reporter friend who had come to the battlefield with him now.

He was busy aiming at the battle that was taking place in the sky to shoot.

And he was still talking in his mouth, "Oh! I should have brought a camera.

Oh my God! What kind of cannon is this?

So powerful!"

The reporters who had wanted to shoot into the bunker just now finally understood why the Special Operations Brigade soldiers were so excited.

Now the expressions on their faces were also excited.

The movements in their hands were agile.

These reporters came to the battlefield to find news and take photos.

Everything that was happening in the sky was such good material.

In just a little while, three of the Japanese airplanes had been destroyed.

The big airplanes flying at the back had already turned around.

"They want to run away!" Shang Yuegui pointed at the three bombers flying at the back.

Nagatani Meiki, Asayama Kazuki, and Tajima Hikari, the three of them, were piloting the bombers and began to turn around.

They wanted to temporarily leave this airspace and fly back after it was safe.

Anyway, the bomber had a range of 3,600 kilometers.

Even if they flew around in the air, they did not have to worry about running out of fuel.

Now they were staying here, and they were worried to death! They were afraid of being shot down by the National Revolutionary Army's anti-aircraft guns on the ground.

Wu Xiaobao said seriously, "Don't disturb the Brigade Commander!"

"But! The Japanese airplanes are going to run away!" Shang Yuegui was a little aggrieved.

But this time, her voice was much lower.

"They can't run away." Wu Xiaobao said in a low voice as well.

He was looking at this person's intention to fight the Japanese in good faith, and that was why he said a few more words to Shang Yuegui.

It was definitely not because he thought this girl was pretty that he spoke.

Wu Xiaobao said in a low voice, with a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Don't worry! No matter how many airplanes come, the Brigade Commander can shoot them down."

"Has he shot them down like this before?" Shang Yuegui asked in a low voice as well.

"The Brigade Commander has shot down too many before. As long as he can see the airplanes, the Brigade Commander can shoot them down.

Otherwise, why do you think everyone is happy when they see the airplanes coming?

No one has run away to hide.

The people of the Special Operations Brigade all know that our Brigade Commander is a god of artillery.

One shell can take down at least one enemy airplane.

The Japanese airplanes can't even hit the position with a single bullet.

They will be blown up."

When the two of them were chatting, Shang Yuegui was paying attention to listening, but her eyes were always watching the sky.

The movements in her hands had not stopped either.

Just in this little time that they were talking, two more airplanes had been shot down.

Now Lin Fan had shot down five of the Haji Suda Air Force's fighter planes.

Ikeda Akira, who had just taken over the command, had been爆。

Buno Terutaro, who was continuing to dive towards Wai Shan behind him, had also followed in their footsteps.

He had also been blown up.

Rui Nan Yukitaro was following behind Buno Terutaro.

This time, after he personally saw Buno Terutaro's airplane being blown up.

He no longer dived towards Wai Shan, but fled towards Bald Mountain in panic.

The remaining four fighter planes were no longer diving towards Wai Shan at this time.

They were all flying towards Bald Mountain.

They wanted to get out of the battlefield as soon as possible.

Lin Fan now adjusted the anti-aircraft gun and fired at the three bombers of Nagatani Meiki, which were flying at a noticeably slower speed.

After firing three shells, he immediately adjusted again and fired at the remaining four fighter planes.

The first one Lin Fan hit was the airplane piloted by Rui Nan Yukitaro, the leader of these four fighter planes.

Shang Yuegui felt that her eyes were not enough.

Just now she had shot down the diving Japanese fighter planes, and the fireballs in the sky were still flickering.

In the distance, the three big airplanes that she had reminded were also flashing with fire again.

It was not just her who felt that her eyes could not see it all.

Even the Japanese soldiers who were fighting with the Special Operations Brigade below the mountain.

Many of them were staring blankly at the airplanes in the sky, which were as brilliant as fireworks, and also as ephemeral as fireworks.

These Japanese soldiers were staring blankly at their own airplanes, which were being blown up one after another.

The Special Operations Brigade soldiers did not look at the enemy planes in the sky at all.

Their eyes were only on the Japanese soldiers: killing all the Japanese soldiers in front of them was their mission.

The scene of the Brigade Commander shooting down airplanes was too common for these soldiers.

There was nothing new to feel, and there was no suspense.

If there was ever an enemy airplane that escaped from the Brigade Commander's muzzle.

These Special Operations Brigade soldiers might take a look: to see what kind of airplane it was that could escape from the Brigade Commander's muzzle.

The Zhi Baojing Dagui Brigade Commander, although he was completely desperate, was still痴痴watching the sky.

At this time, he no longer had