Jia Shusheng was smoothly directing the 4th company of the 3rd regiment and the 10 companies of the 13th regiment when he saw a squadron of Japanese cavalry galloping towards the position in the distance.

He cheered up: "The Japs are sending us meat again."

He ordered the artillery of each company to concentrate their fire and bombard the cavalry first.

At this time, the Japanese troops of the Nakatani Harutaka Battalion had once again entered the ambush circle set by the 3rd Regiment.

With an order, amidst the continuous sound of cannon fire, there were also several explosions of directional mines.

The entire Nakatani Harutaka Battalion once again followed in the footsteps of the Goro Toyobu Battalion.

After the directional mines exploded, less than a hundred of the Nakatani Harutaka Battalion were still capable of fighting.

These Japanese soldiers were quickly reduced in number under the machine gun fire of the Special Brigade soldiers on the position.

Squad Leader Haneyahara Takuma was a survivor of the ambush on the Nakatani Harutaka Battalion.

He never imagined that when the entire battalion charged in front of the Special Brigade's position, there were still at least seven hundred Japanese soldiers.

Seven hundred Japanese soldiers had charged to within thirty meters of the Special Brigade's position, the closest distance between the two sides.

At this distance, not to mention Battalion Commander Nakatani Harutaka, Squad Leader Haneyahara Takuma was also clear that as long as the Japanese soldiers charged forward with more effort, they could engage in a bayonet charge with the Special Brigade guarding the position.

Squad Leader Haneyahara Takuma was also clear that the advantage of the 22nd Brigade now lay in the number of Japanese soldiers.

Under such circumstances, as long as they could reach the battlefield and engage in close combat, the Special Brigade's fierce artillery fire and the aerial machine gun advantage would all be useless.

What Battalion Commander Nakatani Harutaka did not expect was that the battle was clearly progressing according to his plan, but the result was always so unexpected: the entire battalion made a mistake just as the strategic objective was about to be achieved.

Just as they were about to charge into the Special Brigade's position, there were several loud bangs and a rustling sound.

The entire battalion of Japanese soldiers fell.

Even Battalion Commander Nakatani Harutaka did not escape; he was also hit by many iron pellets.

He fell to the ground, not dying for a while.

He didn't know how many iron pellets he had been hit by, as if he had been hit by countless bullets.

Battalion Commander Nakatani Harutaka endured the pain and ordered, "Charge! Charge!"

His voice no longer had the decisive momentum of the past.

It sounded more like he was pleading with those lucky survivors.

Squad Leader Haneyahara Takuma was one of these survivors.

He was right next to Battalion Commander Nakatani Harutaka and clearly heard the battalion commander's order.

The time to step forward had arrived!

Squad Leader Haneyahara Takuma stood up and shouted loudly, "Charge! Charge!"

They had not lost yet. The entire Nakatani Harutaka Battalion still had these hundred or so Japanese soldiers.

Sergeant Ibino Haruki was also one of the lucky ones, and he reacted to the order.

He finally recovered from the boundless fear, and from a dazed standing posture, he suddenly crawled on the ground.

Only then did he cautiously look up and around.

All around him were many Japanese soldiers moaning and wailing.

Sergeant Ibino Haruki no longer had the courage to make meritorious achievements that he had when he set out.

His whole body was now soaked in boundless emotions of fear and terror.

All of his actions were seen by Squad Leader Haneyahara Takuma.

Squad Leader Haneyahara Takuma was furious when he saw that this sergeant was indifferent to his order.

He strode across the ground where blood was flowing freely.

He walked to the side of Sergeant Ibino Haruki and poked the cowardly soldier with the rifle in his hand.

He sternly ordered, "Get up! Charge!"

"Charge!" Sergeant Ibino Haruki did not get up, but repeated Squad Leader Haneyahara Takuma's order.

This made Squad Leader Haneyahara Takuma furious, and his voice became even more stern: "Get up! You coward! Charge forward!"

Sergeant Ibino Haruki repeated the squad leader's order.

His eyes were full of horror, and he kept looking at the Japanese soldiers who were lying on the ground and moaning.

His body, crawling on the ground, was now soaked in blood.

All of this blood belonged to others.

His order was repeatedly ignored by this Japanese soldier, and Squad Leader Haneyahara Takuma's anger value was full.

He no longer hesitated, and the rifle in his hand was no longer a light poke to indicate.

With a sudden thrust, he was going to enforce military law!

After being stabbed, Ibino Haruki finally reacted.

He staggered up from the ground, holding his rifle and charging forward.

The hundred or so surviving Japanese soldiers of the entire Nakatani Harutaka Battalion finally continued to charge forward under the command of Squad Leader Haneyahara Takuma.

They charged forward against the Special Brigade's rain of bullets.

At this time, there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves from behind.

The Yokota 36th Cavalry Regiment had finally launched a close-range charge against the Special Brigade's position after going through numerous difficulties and dangers.

Now, less than a hundred Japanese soldiers in his entire regiment were still able to launch a charge.

Regiment Commander Yokota Thirty-six waved the saber in his hand and charged at the front of the team.

He shouted loudly, encouraging the Japanese soldiers under his command.

As long as they charged into the Special Brigade's position, victory would be theirs.

On the way, the Yokota Thirty-sixth Cavalry Regiment saw too many corpses and blood, and also saw the charges of many warriors.

Just in front of them, there was a squad of Japanese soldiers charging, and they were less than a hundred meters away from the forward position of the Special Brigade.

Behind the Yokota Thirty-sixth Cavalry Regiment, there was a battalion of Japanese soldiers still working hard to move forward.

Company Commander Lyu Ye Wei was the company commander of the first company of the tenth regiment.

When he followed Regiment Commander Li Zhi Ze to break out of Nanjing City, he was just a squad leader.

He had received formal training in the Central Training Corps and had personally participated in many battles in the defense of Nanjing.

However, he wanted to say that in those battles to defend Nanjing, no battle was like today: the Japanese soldiers charged fiercely regardless of the cost.

Wave after wave of Japanese soldiers were launching attacks on their own positions, battalion after battalion.

If it hadn't been for the directional mines that had been buried in front of the position in advance, he thought the consequences would be unimaginable.

Today's battle was different from the defense of Nanjing: the planes overhead were their own, and the shells were also falling on the heads of the Japanese soldiers.

Everything was different from before.

Now, the Japanese attack had become three-dimensional: there were infantry charging, and cavalry was also charging.

Lyu Ye Wei aimed at the Japanese soldier who was waving a saber and charging at the front.

This Japanese soldier was obviously a leader.

To shoot a man, shoot his horse first; to capture the enemy, capture their chief first!

"Bang!"

With a gunshot, Regiment Commander Yokota Thirty-six fell headfirst from his horse.

He was immediately trampled by his subordinates who were closely following him.

In fact, even if this hoof hadn't stomped down, he wouldn't have survived.

His own warhorse had trampled the regiment commander to death!

Sergeant Iwakishi Taiho of the cavalry was so frightened that he quickly rolled off his horse, picked up Regiment Commander Yokota Thirty-six.

He saw that his whole body was covered in blood stains.

This blood was flowing, all flowing out from the two battalions of Japanese soldiers just now.

Regiment Commander Yokota Thirty-six had not died at this time.

Blood was flowing out of his mouth and nose.

Without thinking about it, Iwakishi Taiho hugged the regiment commander, put him on the warhorse, and stopped charging.

He turned his head and was about to withdraw from the battlefield.

The rain of bullets behind him was much denser than before.

Sergeant Iwakishi Taiho thought so.

Squad Leader Haneyahara Takuma had already deeply realized this point.

The remaining Japanese soldiers of the entire Nakatani Harutaka Battalion were losing even more under the increasingly dense rain of bullets.

Jia Shusheng frowned as he looked at the Japanese soldiers in front of the position.

These Japanese soldiers were completely in a posture of coming to die.

As long as they didn't die, they would definitely charge forward.

This was very good!

He had prepared seventy heavy machine guns, and he hadn't even used half of them yet.

Jia Shusheng ordered: Add five more heavy machine guns!

With five more heavy machine guns, the last Japanese soldiers of the Yokota Thirty-sixth Regiment who were still charging finally fell.

Squad Leader Haneyahara Takuma finally sent the last batch of Japanese soldiers of the entire Nakatani Battalion back to the embrace of Amaterasu.

Brigade Commander Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu's request for help was sent back to Nanjing.

After receiving his telegram, the headquarters of the Central China Expeditionary Army immediately presented it to Commander Ingyun Roku.

When Ingyun Roku received this telegram, he couldn't believe it: Could a brigade commander send such a telegram?

This time, the 22nd Brigade was the strongest in terms of troops among the three teams that went out to wipe out the Special Brigade.

He didn't have time to think about why, but the first fire since he took office must be well-burned.

He immediately ordered: "Let Commander Mizutani Kiyokawa's Third Fleet send a battalion of planes to reinforce immediately."

After thinking about it again and again, he ordered again: "Nanjing Airport will send a flying battalion to the direction of Dangtu to support the 22nd Brigade."

Commander Ingyun Roku did not spend a minute from receiving the telegram to issuing the order.

Hansen Mario was one of the members of the business delegation.

He had been watching the heavy artillery position not far from the Special Brigade for a long time and it had not fired.

He asked strangely: "Is the battle over?"

The sound of gunfire in the distance could still be faintly heard here, and those planes in the sky could also be seen clearly.

Lin Fan said with a smile: "The battle is still going on, and the Japanese soldiers have suffered heavy casualties. Our planes are attacking the Japanese soldiers, and the heavy artillery has temporarily stopped."

The three planes in the sky were constantly strafing back and forth.

He Hai Qing said with a smile: "Brother Xiao! It's great to fly a plane in the sky to fight against the Japanese soldiers like this. No matter how the Japanese soldiers hide, we can hit them."

Zhu Qingmao also said with a smile: "Yes! I killed at least a hundred Japanese soldiers today."

Xiao Jianying smiled: "Be bolder! We've been strafing back and forth like this. If we only killed a hundred Japanese soldiers, the brigade commander would be unhappy. These Japanese soldiers are all concentrating on the front. Are they trying to break through from the front?"

Mao Wen Xing had already reported the movements of the Japanese 22nd Brigade to Lin Fan at this time.

Knowing that the Japanese soldiers were still attacking in the direction of Dangtu at this time, Lin Fan ordered: "The three attack planes will temporarily withdraw from the battlefield. Go back for an inspection and wait for orders."

Pan Yongshan's flying squadron had already returned.

Lin Fan did not order them to come again.

These three experimental attack planes should be checked now to see if there are any problems.

If there are no problems, then they will come again.

At this time, the Japanese soldiers were all advancing towards the direction of Dangtu.

However, the heads of the Japanese soldiers were firmly held down by Jia Shusheng, and they had no way to move forward.

The more concentrated these Japanese soldiers were, the more the power of the heavy artillery could be brought into play.

The four heavy artillery companies led by Feng Jun Ya were all operating new cannons that had just been bought back.

This battle was the first battle for these cannons!

Just now, each cannon only fired six shells, and before they could get enough fun, the brigade commander ordered them to stop bombing.

They had been watching the planes perform in the air.

Now it was finally the turn of their heavy artillery to perform.

He was going to use heavy artillery to bomb the Japanese soldiers again.

Xiao Jianying and the other two immediately drove the attack planes back to Changxing after receiving the order.

Although they were enjoying strafing in the air, they would definitely not be wrong to listen to the brigade commander.

When they felt that the brigade commander was wrong, then refer to the first sentence: The brigade commander is never wrong!

Twenty-nine heavy cannons fired again.

This time, their main bombing target was the 44th Infantry Regiment of the Japanese army.

This confused the Japanese soldiers of the 44th Infantry Regiment: they had just escaped from the clutches of the aircraft strafing, and now they were being targeted by heavy artillery!

Regiment Commander Mitsuhashi Kota of the 44th Regiment stood on a hill, watching the entire regiment march in the direction of Dangtu.

The original long line of the entire brigade, which was five kilometers long, had now been rolled up together, shortened by at least one kilometer.

Of course, the faster way to move forward was to take the main road.

However, around the railway subgrade, there were often craters that were two meters deep, which made people shudder.

The Japanese soldiers of the supply train had no choice; the carts and mules in their team had requirements for the road.

The completely mountainous road was not suitable for their preparations this time.

Regiment Commander Mitsuhashi Kota specially ordered the 44th Infantry Regiment to give way to the main road.

The Japanese soldiers of the entire 44th Regiment were marching on the hillside.

Of course, this marching speed was not as fast as marching on the road.

The reconnaissance plane that had appeared the earliest began to circle again.

Regiment Commander Mitsuhashi Kota had an ominous premonition: the Special Brigade was about to start a new round of attacks.

He was not the only Japanese soldier who had this premonition.

Brigade Commander Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu of the 22nd Brigade felt a strong sense of frustration when he saw the reconnaissance plane reappearing in the sky.

His brave warriors had tried so hard, but they still had not been able to defeat the Special Brigade's team blocking the way.

He had personally seen two infantry battalions and a cavalry regiment fall on that hillside.

The empire's air force had not arrived yet, but the Special Brigade's planes had come wave after wave.

Now he still insisted on breaking through the obstacles in front and rushing out.

Occupy Dangtu, only occupation can wash away the shame of running away from here.

Feng Jun Ya's four heavy artillery companies had already started bombing.

Twenty-nine shells slammed into the marching ranks of the Japanese 22nd Brigade.

Regiment Commander Mitsuhashi Kota stood on the hill, watching the exploding howitzers in the distance.

He had already calculated that the Special Brigade had fired more than twenty shells in this round, which meant that they had at least twenty 150mm cannons.

If the Special Brigade's heavy artillery position could not be taken down, the entire 22nd Brigade would probably not be able to escape today.

The supply train, engineering corps, medical team, and communications team under the mountain suffered heavy casualties in this round of bombing.

Regiment Commander Mitsuhashi Kota even doubted whether there was a single living Japanese soldier in the entire communications team, because he saw a howitzer explode in the middle of the communications team's marching ranks.

Regiment Commander Fujita Kaede of the 11th Engineering Regiment loudly urged his subordinates to find cover and hide.

The cover they could hide in now was to hide in the craters that had just been blasted out.

According to probability, the possibility of two shells falling into the same crater at the same time was so low that it could be ignored.

Regiment Commander Mitsuhashi Kota watched as the Japanese soldiers were being bombed far and near.

However, his 44th Regiment was relatively less damaged because it was marching on the hillside.

With his order, the Japanese soldiers of the 44th Regiment were all transferring to various hills.

The movements of the Japanese infantry were clearly seen by Mao Wen Xing in the air.

Seeing the Japanese soldiers gathering in groups on several hills, the coordinates of these hills were immediately notified to the various heavy artillery companies.

Regiment Commander Yutomo Iketaro of the 11th Supply Regiment watched as the supplies transported by his regiment were overturned by shells.

The entire regiment of Japanese soldiers was killed and wounded by nearly a hundred at once.

The mules and horses were frightened and ran around.

He had no choice but to order his subordinates to risk being bombed and gather the mules and horses that were running around.

After this round of bombing, most of the more than a thousand mules and horses in the entire regiment ran away.

Even so, Regiment Commander Yutomo Iketaro had to try to stabilize the situation.

They were transporting the supplies for more than 10,000 Japanese soldiers of the entire 22nd Brigade.

Now that most of it was lost, they could only wait until the team arrived in Dangtu before finding a way to replenish it.

Sergeant Anumi Koki was a veteran in the supply train. He had been with the 11th Division for eleven years.

He had a deep affection for these mules and horses and took good care of these animals every day.

The fur of the three mules cared for by Sergeant Anumi Koki was smooth.

Anyone who saw them would praise them: "Well raised!"

The three mules, which had always been very obedient, were frightened by the artillery bombardment just now and ran wildly!

Sergeant Anumi Koki was afraid that these animals would be hit by bombs, so he quickly chased after them.

Just as he was chasing to the riverbank, a shell landed next to Sergeant Anumi Koki.

Regiment Commander Yutomo Iketaro personally saw Sergeant Anumi Koki's body being thrown into the air.

All of this was like a slow-motion movie: during the process of Sergeant Anumi Koki's body being lifted into the air by the air currents caused by the howitzer explosion, his hands and feet were still flailing randomly, as if his hands were trying to grab something and his feet were moving quickly, as if he wanted to escape.

As his body was thrown high into the air by the air currents, blood spurted out from the positions of Sergeant Anumi Koki's chest, hands, and feet.

Even half of an arm broke off in front of the regiment commander and flew even higher.

The blood gushing out from the severed arm was so conspicuous in the air.

Behind Anumi Koki, a mule was pushed away by the air currents caused by the shell explosion.

The mule fell to the ground before Anumi Koki.

The mule lying on the ground did not move, and Anumi Koki, who fell to the ground later, was the same.

After falling to the ground, there was no intention of moving at all.

This scene made Regiment Commander Yutomo Iketaro feel a little emotional: Anumi Koki would not have been hit if he had not chased after his mules.

Private Ito Haruto was usually the most compatible with Sergeant Anumi Koki.

He also saw the way his good friend died and secretly grieved in his heart: "Anumi Koki's tragedy was already doomed when he set foot on this land, just like my own destiny, it was already doomed from the time I was drafted. It was destined to die on this land."

Private Ito Haruto was one of the few Japanese soldiers who were added to the supply train after the fall of Nanjing.

In his heart, he was ten thousand times unwilling, but he did not have the courage to disobey the empire's conscription.

He was sent to the battlefield so unwillingly.

Today was also the first time he saw the cruelty of the battlefield: today he saw more corpses than he had seen in his entire life.

Just now, the death of Sergeant Anumi Koki became the last straw that broke his nerves.

"He died, I died! You are all going to die! Hahaha!"

"He died! I died! You are all going to die!"

...

Private Ito Haruto, who was originally lying on the ground, suddenly stood up.

While making a silly laugh, he began to run.

He ran to the front of Anumi Koki's body and looked at his corpse, repeating that sentence: "He died! I died!..."

Regiment Commander Yutomo Iketaro looked at the crazy Ito Haruto and said to the Japanese soldiers around him: "He's crazy! Poor child! Ignore him, let's go!"

At this time, the target of the heavy artillery bombardment seemed to have changed.

The Japanese soldiers of the supply train had to hurry forward.

At this time, Regiment Commander Yutomo Iketaro was only thinking about getting out of this difficult journey as soon as possible.

The Special Brigade's strike target had really changed. This time, the heavy artillery was bombing the four hills.

On these four hills were the places where the Japanese soldiers of the 44th Infantry Regiment were gathered.

Regiment Commander Mitsuhashi Kota had perfectly avoided two rounds of heavy artillery bombardment by the Special Brigade based on the experience he had summed up.

This time, he was disappointed.

Too many of the Japanese soldiers of Regiment Commander Mitsuhashi Kota's 44th Regiment survived.

They gathered on four hills, becoming the most concentrated place for the Japanese soldiers of the entire 22nd Infantry Brigade.

Of course, it also became the place that attracted the most howitzer bombardment.

The four battalions of the entire 44th Infantry Regiment occupied a hill according to the establishment of each battalion.

Now their hills were being bombarded by heavy artillery.

Sometimes a shell exploded and could send a company of Japanese soldiers back to the embrace of Amaterasu.

As long as they were grazed by these shells, they could also take away the lives of more than a dozen Japanese soldiers.

This time, without the order of Regiment Commander Mitsuhashi Kota, the Japanese soldiers of the entire 44th Regiment scattered like birds and beasts, running wildly in all directions.

However, what disappointed these Japanese soldiers was that the power of the 150mm howitzer was too great.

They only started to escape after the formal bombing began.

The hills and slopes were covered with the corpses of the Japanese soldiers who had been bombed to death.

Regiment Commander Mitsuhashi Kota did not continue to stay on the hill. When he rushed down the mountain, he looked at the corpses all over the mountains and plains and wanted to cry but had no tears.

In just a short while, the entire 44th Regiment had suffered more than half of its casualties, with at least 2,000 men reduced.

How could this battle continue?

Just as he was already desperate, he heard a Japanese soldier beside him shouting happily: "Planes! Our planes!"

These Japanese soldiers, who had been completely bombed out of soldiers, were all excited when they saw a group of dark planes flying over from the west.

Brigade Commander Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu and Commander Shinya Reo of the 11th Naval Air Squadron also saw it at this time.

The stone in Brigade Commander Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu's heart finally fell.

With just one glance, he could tell that there were at least thirty planes in the sky.

With so many planes, he would definitely be able to destroy all the cannons of the Special Brigade.

It was a pity that there was only one plane in the sky now, otherwise, all the planes of the entire Special Brigade would also be shot down here.

Mao Wen Xing, who was still circling in the sky, turned around and suddenly found a large group of planes coming from not far away.

Although these planes looked like the planes of the Special Brigade, the Special Brigade did not have so many planes at all, so these were all Japanese fighters.

Mao Wen Xing quickly called: "Brigade Commander! A large group of Japanese planes are coming from the west, at least forty planes!"

Lin Fan's voice was still so calm on the radio: "The Japanese planes have been spotted, fly to the artillery position here."

Without Lin Fan's instructions, Mao Wen Xing was already flying in the direction of the artillery position.

There were two Japanese flying battalions who received orders this time to help.

One was the 5th Air Battle Group Hoshida Ryuto Flying Battalion of the Third Fleet of the Navy.

They took off from the warships anchored on the river.

The other was the Ayoiba Kazuya Flying Battalion, which took off from Nanjing Xiaochang Airport.

Originally, one flying battalion was enough to solve the problem.

This time, the commander of the Central China Expeditionary Army, Ingyun Roku, wanted to make the first fire since he took office a success, so he heavily strengthened the support force, all for victory!

Captain Hoshida Ryuto of the 5th Air Battle Group saw the lonely reconnaissance plane of the Special Brigade from afar.

He shouted excitedly: "Planes! The planes of the National Army!"

Pilot Akima Kazuki had already accelerated at this time and chased after Mao Wen Xing.

The Japanese soldiers of the two flying battalions all saw the plane in the distance and also saw the approximate location where the shells flew out.

These planes immediately flew towards the artillery position of the Special Brigade.

There were four companies of Feng Jun Ya here, with a total of eight anti-aircraft guns.

This was an anti-aircraft force that had never existed before.

Pilot Akima Kazuki quickly discovered the artillery position of the Special Brigade.

He shouted excitedly: "Artillery position! The artillery position of the National Army! It's 3,000 meters to the right front."

At this time, they had spotted the 10th Regiment in front of the artillery position.

Those artillery soldiers were still firing shells at this time.

This was a provocation to the two flying battalions.

Neither of the two flying battalions wasted a bullet on Li Zhi Ze's infantry regiment, nor did they drop a bomb.

These planes knew what was important.

First, destroy the artillery position, and then it would be the infantry's turn.

With this in mind, Captains Hoshida Ryuto and Ayoiba Kazuya issued the same order: "Bomb the artillery position of the Special Brigade."

Brigade Commander Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu watched the fleet of planes flying from the west towards the artillery position of the Special Brigade.

The despair just now had been thrown to Java.

Pointing at the position defended by the 3rd and 13th Regiments, he ordered loudly: "Charge!"

Although the bombing on his brigade had not decreased after the planes appeared, the many planes in the sky not only gave him, but also gave all the Japanese soldiers of the entire 22nd Brigade, endless courage.

Lin Fan operated the anti-aircraft gun and began his performance against the planes in the sky.

There were eight anti-aircraft guns here, and the other seven guns were not idle either.

Although these guns had been idle since the start of the war, they were now firing.

Lin Fan was very happy to see that these Japanese planes were so dense.

There was a saying in ancient times that one arrow could kill two birds, and now he could shoot down two planes with one cannon, or even more.

The fastest rate of fire of the anti-aircraft gun could reach 25 rounds per minute.

Lin Fan did not fire so fast, but he fired five shells in the first round, blasting the five fighters flying in front into fireworks.

Five planes exploded in mid-air, and their scattered fragments, wreckage, and the fragments produced by the anti-aircraft guns created a zone of death in the air.

The fighters of the two flying battalions were all vying to fly to the front.

The only reconnaissance plane in the air was behind this artillery position.

Neither Hoshida Ryuto's 5th Air Battle Group nor Ayoiba Kazuya's Flying Battalion had ever thought that they would encounter the anti-aircraft fire of the Special Brigade here, and that the anti-aircraft fire here would be so fierce.

Lin Fan hit five, and the other seven anti-aircraft guns also hit two.

The wreckage of seven planes scattered in the air.

Those fighter groups that did not have time to make evasive maneuvers crashed into it.

At least 15 fighters immediately became crooked.

Lin Fan did not pay attention to the planes that had already been blown up.

He did not stop and continued to fire at the planes further back.

Pilot Akima Kazuki was one of the fastest flyers.

He had a little distance from the plane group behind him, and Lin Fan did not regard him as the first target.

The other seven anti-aircraft guns did not list him as a target either.

Although he did not see everything that happened behind him, he heard it from the radio: "Oh my god! What happened?"

"The captain exploded!"

"Toyota-kun died!"

...

From those conversations, Akima Kazuki could hear that the fleet had been hit by anti-aircraft guns below and that Japanese planes had been destroyed.

"Don't panic! I've already started diving and will be able to destroy their artillery position soon," Pilot Akima Kazuki said loudly.

At this time, he wanted to become a hero who saved the entire fleet and his name would spread throughout the empire.

Thinking of this, a smile could not help but appear on Pilot Akima Kazuki's face.

The pilots who were following him and flying in this direction were all cheering him on: "Akima-kun! Cheer up!"

"Akima-kun! You can tell at a glance that your bones are strange, and today you will definitely be able to turn the tide!"

...

These words were so pleasing to the ear.

Akima Kazuki wished that the Japanese soldiers behind him would say more, but his plane was not slow and was about to dive into place.

"Ah!" Daniel Zachary screamed loudly.

These people were all people with identities.

This time, they followed the ambassador to the Special Brigade to investigate, just to make money, but they didn't want to take risks here.

Although the position they were standing at was some distance away from the artillery position of the Special Brigade, their hearts were filled with horror when they saw dozens of Japanese planes rushing in this direction.

Just now, they saw a magical scene: the soldiers of the Special Brigade actually destroyed seven Japanese fighters at once.

Unfortunately, one plane had rushed in front of the artillery position and would launch a fierce attack on the artillery position next.

At this moment, Daniel Zachary suddenly saw that the plane that was clearly about to rush to the artillery position of the Special Brigade suddenly exploded in the air and those planes in the farther positions were exploding in mid-air one after another.

There were also many planes that were dragging black smoke and falling to the ground.

The reconnaissance plane of the Special Brigade flying in the air did not escape and was still circling in the air, but it was circling in a small circle.

The fighters of the two flying battalions were all in the front.

More than 20 were blown up in the air by Lin Fan, and the other seven anti-aircraft guns of the artillery regiment shot down seven.

In addition, some of these planes crashed into fragments and wreckage after being attacked.

There were also two planes that collided with each other during emergency avoidance.

In the entire sky, in less than three minutes, the 5th Air Battle Group Hoshida Ryuto Flying Battalion and the Ayoiba Kazuya Flying Battalion of the Third Fleet had been reduced by half.

There were less than one battalion of planes left and most of these planes were bombers.

There were only a few fighters left.

Pilot Yamashita Kowol, who flew slower, was driving a transport plane.

At first, the exclamations from the radio only made him a little alert, but after discovering the situation in front, Pilot Yamashita Kowol immediately began to turn around. He knew that the transport plane was heavy and everything was the slowest.

If he couldn't turn around early, he would probably die here today.

There were a total of seven crew members on this transport plane.

This sudden and unprovoked turn immediately caused the other Japanese soldiers to stumble in the plane.

At this time, Pilot Yamashita Kowol couldn't care about them, because running slowly for one second now could mean death here.

While Pilot Yamashita Kowol was turning around, the sound of explosions and screams from the radio had never stopped.

"What kind of anti-aircraft weapons did this team below use? How could they be so powerful?"

There were a total of 72 planes in the two flying battalions.

Judging from the many pilots who screamed just now, at least 40 planes had crashed.

Pilot Yamashita Kowol counted silently in his heart.

Of course, Pilot Yamashita Kowol was not the only smart one in the two flying battalions.

In fact, many Japanese soldiers realized that something was wrong and they seemed to have fallen into a trap.

The planes of the entire fleet had been falling continuously.

Whether it was a fighter or a bomber, no one dared to say that they had escaped until now.

In fact, Lin Fan had no intention of letting any plane leave.

The American business delegation watching the battle from afar realized at this time that Brigade Commander Lin of the Special Brigade had asked them to come to the battlefield to take a look in order to let them see the Special Brigade perform its plane-shooting skills.

The Special Brigade had the ability to shoot down planes and the foundation for cooperation was there.

At least these Americans had not heard of any team that could destroy all the planes in the air without missing a single one.

Although there were still thirteen planes in the air fleeing in panic, these Americans had already foreseen the fate of these planes in advance.

Brigade Commander Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu watched the planes of the empire fly towards the place where the shells were flying and stopped moving.

He wanted to see.

Under his concerned gaze, the planes in the air kept exploding and turned into fireworks and some planes were dragging black smoke and plunged headlong towards the ground.

As time went by, there were fewer and fewer planes in the air.

The bombs that fell on the entire 22nd Brigade did not decrease because of the arrival of the planes.

What was most incredible to Brigade Commander Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu was that the reconnaissance plane of the Special Brigade had actually flown back at this time.

He was fleeing in panic just now and now he had flown back again.

Mao Wen Xing saw that the Japanese plane group had fallen within the range of the brigade commander, so he no longer continued to circle around the artillery position.

He directly flew the plane to the battlefield here and continued to guide the heavy artillery bombardment.

The officers and soldiers of the four heavy artillery companies were anti-aircraft and the infantry fought without interfering with each other!

Lin Fan was already finishing up at this time.

Those fighters that flew fast and moved flexibly had all been shot down.

The remaining nine planes were all transport planes.

Now, Lin Fan was shooting down the one flying the farthest first.

Pilot Yamashita Kowol was spotted by Lin Fan at this time.

He originally felt that he had flown so far and should be safe.

Pilot Yamashita Kowol did not expect that while he was flying, the entire plane suddenly shook violently, trembling all over like a living thing and then there was a bang.

The entire plane could no longer be operated.

There was not only one Japanese soldier on this transport plane.

In fact, there were seven crew members on all of their transport planes.

The air was finally quiet.

Brigade Commander Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu had also finally come to his senses.

The 11th Naval Air Squadron commanded by Shinya Reo had completely lost its combat power.

The air force guidance that had been summoned had also been completely wiped out and the 22nd Brigade had already suffered more than half of its casualties.

The Special Brigade team lying in front of him was like an iron bolt, without the slightest loosening.

What to do?

"Break through! Break through back! Fight back to Nanjing!" Brigade Commander Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu ordered loudly.

The rear team of the 44th Regiment changed to the front team and immediately broke through towards Nanjing.

When he received Brigade Commander Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu's order, Regiment Commander Mitsuhashi Kota took a deep breath: Brigade Commander Kuroiwa did not know the situation behind him!