Chapter 1 The Day the Special Operations Company Will Remember

December 22nd, 1937, 11:37 AM. This was a date the entire Special Operations Company would remember.

Because on this day, the Special Operations Company's air force participated in actual combat for the first time, and the first shot was fired by Company Commander Lin Fan.

From the air, Lin Fan saw the soldiers of the Special Operations Company rapidly seeking cover in the mountains and forests, hiding themselves, preparing to evade the aerial attack.

He also saw five Japanese soldiers on the ground waving their clothes, running and jumping non-stop, as if afraid he wouldn't notice them.

Lin Fan manipulated the fighter plane and began to dive!

Squad Leader Funayama Yūki knew that there were teams chasing after them nearby.

He and his few Japanese soldiers were jumping around to attract the attention of the planes in the sky, just wanting the planes to block the pursuers behind them.

This wasn't a high demand!

Now, the plane in the sky had begun to dive, and next, the woods behind them would be ravaged by machine gun fire.

A cruel smile appeared on Squad Leader Funayama Yūki's face: "Let you chase! Let you hunt us down!"

The team behind him was different from all the National Revolutionary Army soldiers he had seen before.

The National Revolutionary Army soldiers of the past always ran away when they encountered imperial warriors.

Today, the two sides had switched positions, and the imperial warriors were the ones running.

Wait!

…

Squad Leader Funayama Yūki's eyes widened. He discovered in horror that the plane in the sky was actually diving towards them.

It flew over the peaks and skimmed over the treetops, but didn't fire a single shot! Could it be…?

Squad Leader Funayama Yūki confirmed again: the plane in the sky was indeed an imperial plane. It was flying low, and the Rising Sun flag on its fuselage was clearly visible.

But…

This diving plane was firing at them.

Lin Fan was piloting this fighter plane, which only had one 7.7mm machine gun, and now he was using this machine gun to fire at the five Japanese soldiers on the ground.

Platoon Leader Gong Hongcai had just been cursing the plane flying in the sky in his heart.

Making them watch helplessly as the Japanese soldiers they were about to catch up to were getting away again.

The scene unfolding before him made him feel somewhat unreal: a Japanese plane attacking Japanese soldiers!

This was too unbelievable.

The facts before his eyes spoke louder than words. The five Japanese soldiers who had just discovered the plane,

and started yelling and jumping around, were now all lying in pools of blood.

After the fighter plane in the air flew past, another burst of machine gun fire sounded in the distance.

Lin Fan flew around this area, killing thirteen Japanese soldiers.

Only then did he fly back. Now, he could fly a little lower.

When he had first arrived, he hadn't dared to fly too low, fearing that he would be shot down by his own soldiers.

But now, he had killed more than a dozen Japanese soldiers, which could be considered a certificate of loyalty.

Flying a little lower meant that the soldiers wouldn't open fire directly, at least.

Platoon Leader Gong Hongcai pointed at the plane and asked, "Did you see that? It's the company commander!

The plane is being flown by the company commander!"

Lei Kaile and Pu Yada, who were beside him, also saw it: "It's the company commander, it really is the company commander!"

Tan Feiyu exclaimed, "I didn't expect the company commander to be so good at *hitting planes*, and he's also good at flying them!"

Platoon Leader Gong Hongcai said with a smile, "There's nothing our company commander can't do in this world."

His soldiers were now running towards the location where the five Japanese soldiers had just fallen, with the plane overhead.

As they ran, they echoed, "That's right! That's right! The company commander can do everything.

He can fire cannons, shoot guns, drive tanks, and drive cars, and now he can even fly planes."

One soldier asked quietly, "Do you think the company commander can have children?"

Platoon Leader Gong Hongcai laughed, "Shen Yichun! You've asked a good question. Next time you see the company commander, go ask him yourself.

Then come back and tell us about it."

All the soldiers around him burst into laughter.

Could the company commander have children?

Everyone wanted to know.

Lin Fan flew around this area twice more. He discovered two Japanese soldiers between two rocks on a mountain peak.

Mizuo Shunta and Gorin Shunta were both hunters from the countryside. After receiving the order to disperse and break through,

they didn't follow the large group of Japanese soldiers.

The two of them were from the same village, and everyone was a hunter.

They knew that escaping along the road was impossible.

So, as soon as they rushed up the hillside, they decided to cross the hillside and return to Changxing through the pathless jungle.

All they needed to do was to avoid the soldiers chasing after them.

After running down the mountain, they finally found a good spot: a boulder with only one way to enter.

From any other direction, the rock looked like a whole, and no one would be able to tell that there was someone hiding inside.

Mizuo Shunta and Gorin Shunta didn't run out even when they heard the sound of the plane.

They patiently waited for nightfall.

As soon as it was dark, it would be time for them to leave.

Just now, two small teams of National Revolutionary Army soldiers had passed by in front of them.

Those National Revolutionary Army soldiers had rested by the rock, and spoken.

A team of National Revolutionary Army soldiers had also walked past the hillside below their rock.

Mizuo Shunta and Gorin Shunta didn't expect that Lin Fan, flying in the air, would easily discover them.

Lin Fan operated the machine gun and fired at the rock.

Platoon Leader Wei Haoqi looked at the company commander firing at the rock they had just passed by.

He was very puzzled: what was the company commander doing?

Mizuo Shunta and Gorin Shunta never expected that they were staying in such a perfect hiding spot.

And then disaster struck from the sky, a plane rained down bullets.

Directly hitting the big rock that was sheltering them.

The big rock was very sturdy, and withstood Lin Fan's hail of bullets, preventing Mizuo Shunta and Gorin Shunta from getting injured.

However, the two Japanese soldiers could feel that the rock was about to be cracked open by the machine gun bullets.

They had no choice but to escape from the crevice in the rock.

Platoon Leader Wei Haoqi and the team of soldiers he was leading personally witnessed the company commander driving two Japanese soldiers out of the rock.

Even though Lin Fan was piloting the plane, he had already flown past Congli.

The two Japanese soldiers had actually escaped from under the company commander's machine gun fire.

How could that be allowed?

Wei Haoqi led a dozen Special Operations Company soldiers and pounced on Mizuo Shunta and Gorin Shunta.

"We've been discovered!" Mizuo Shunta and Gorin Shunta were wailing in their hearts.

They simply couldn't understand why a plane that was clearly from the empire was helping the National Revolutionary Army.

When Lin Fan turned around, all he saw from the air were two Japanese corpses on the ground, and Wei Haoqi and his men walking away.

Lin Fan flew around the area again, but there were no new discoveries.

Only then did he pull up the nose of the plane, and the plane soared into the sky.

He had just flown into the air when he saw something like a bird flying in the distance.

A black shadow flew past! Lin Fan quickly chased after it. He knew that it was a plane.

On this point, he agreed with most people: the planes flying in the sky were all Japanese planes.

If he found one, he had to destroy it!

Pilot Kuri Taya took off from Jiangwan Airport in Shanghai. The airport was still being expanded, but even so,

it was already much larger than it had been two months ago, and various facilities and equipment were being improved.

The oil depot, apron, and runway were all very different from what they had been two months ago.

Kuri Taya was resting when he received this emergency order: to go to Guangde and take a look.

The Empire's armory in Guangde had been raided, and a team of fighter planes had already been sent over.

But two hours had passed, and the planes hadn't returned yet.

This time, Pilot Kuri Taya was the only one sent to carry out the mission: he was just a pair of eyes, to take a look.

Just take a look! Kuri Taya said to himself silently.

Therefore, after taking off from Jiangwan Airport, he had been flying at a low altitude.

The airspace along the way belonged to the Empire, and there was nothing that could threaten the plane's existence.

After flying over Taihu Lake, he saw the city of Changxing by the lake, and further on was the city of Guangde.

Kuri Taya didn't see Lin Fan, who was flying so low that he was less than thirty meters above the mountain peaks.

He simply flew over the air and headed towards the city of Guangde.

Lin Fan closely followed behind the plane that Kuri Taya was flying.

When Pilot Kuri Taya flew to the city of Guangde, he deliberately reduced his speed and altitude.

This was the place he needed to carefully observe.

The city wall on the south side that had been burned by a fire was obviously different from the other three sides.

Traces of battle still remained on the west side of the city.

What made Pilot Kuri Taya understand that this was no longer an area occupied by the Empire was the flag flying in the city.

No matter what kind of flag it was, it was definitely not the flag of the Empire.

It seemed that the city of Guangde had definitely been lost.

At this point, Kuri Taya could go back and report.

However, he turned slightly to the north. Kuri Taya wanted to go to Guangde Airport and take a look.

The Special Operations Company soldiers in the city of Guangde had already seen two planes in the sky.

The plane in front was being flown by a Japanese soldier, and the plane behind it was high in the sky, and couldn't be seen clearly.

It was assumed to be a Japanese plane as well.

The Special Operations Company soldiers in the city were nervously taking cover.

Fortunately, neither of the two planes opened fire today.

Kuri Taya, who had been flying at a low altitude, hadn't noticed that there was a plane following him behind him.

When the plane in front flew out of the city of Guangde,

Lin Fan seized the opportunity and pressed the machine gun firing button.

A stream of fire connected the plane he was flying to Kuri Taya's plane in front.

The two planes were now less than two hundred meters apart.

Lin Fan watched as black smoke billowed from the tail of the plane in front.

The plane, which was already flying low, continued to descend.

Lin Fan knew that the pilot was preparing to make an emergency landing.

Pilot Kuri Taya was stunned by the sudden attack.

He didn't know what was going on, he just felt that the plane had been hit.

The plane began to shake after being hit.

Fortunately, he had been flying very low since arriving in Guangde.

At this time, it was just right for him to make an emergency landing, and the risk wasn't high.

There was a straight section of road less than five hundred meters long in front of him.

This could be used as a runway for an emergency landing.

Aiming at the road, he pushed down the nose of the plane and landed steadily.

Kuri Taya struggled to climb out of the cockpit.

Where am I?

Kuri Taya didn't know at all.

He stood beside his plane.

Although he didn't know where he was, Kuri Taya knew one thing:

Leave this plane as soon as possible.

This place had been occupied by the National Revolutionary Army, and it wouldn't be long before the National Revolutionary Army arrived.

Thinking of this, he immediately rushed towards the mountains and forests not far away.

Before he could run a hundred meters, he finally heard the roar of the plane's engine in the sky.

A plane suddenly flew over: was this the plane that had shot him down?

Kuri Taya looked in disbelief at the plane, which was exactly the same as the plane he had been flying.

Was this a pilot who had defected?

His questions would never be answered.

Lin Fan, who had already rushed close, opened fire again.

This time, Lin Fan didn't need to protect anything.

Just now in the air, Lin Fan had to control himself, and couldn't shoot the plane too hard. A plane exploding in mid-air was certainly very spectacular.

But Lin Fan would rather set off fireworks than shoot the plane to pieces.

From the moment he saw this plane, Lin Fan had fallen in love with it.

Everything he had done later was to take over the plane.

Looking at the plane parked on the road, staying there quietly,

Without burning or exploding, Lin Fan's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.

He was thinking in his heart: there's another plane.

Now, the only variable was the pilot.

He shot and killed this Japanese soldier who had come all the way to deliver the plane.

Lin Fan didn't delay at all, and immediately flew the plane back to the airport.

He immediately had Platoon Leader Jia Chengbi lead a team of men to rush out quickly.

He only gave Jia Chengbi one order:

"Head towards the city of Guangde: there's a plane on the road, drag it back."

Platoon Leader Jia, who didn't understand anything, immediately acted.

There was a radio station at the airport, and Lin Fan was now starting to call for help at the airport.

Today, Commander Ye Zhao had given him a hint: Commander Ye had his hometown, Guangdong.

He also had people behind him: he had his hometown, and he had the organization.

Lin Fan started to make contact at the airport.

The leaders living in the cave dwellings once again received the telegram sent by Lin Fan.

Seeing the content reported in the telegram: the Special Operations Company had now increased to 15,000 men.

They had occupied Chunhua, Jurong, Tangshan, Tianwangsi, Moling, Lishui, Langxi, and Guangde.

They had also captured seventeen planes at Guangde Airport.

The Special Operations Company now needed organizational support: technical personnel who could fly and repair planes.

They also needed local cadres to manage the area and organize the masses.

Lin Fan also reported the county towns he was going to attack next:

Next, the Special Operations Company was preparing to attack Changxing, Yixing, Liyang, Jintan, Wuxing, Nanxun, Xuancheng, Shuiyang, Dangtu, and Wuhu.

These places all needed local cadres to manage them.

After Li Desheng finished reading Lin Fan's telegram, he laughed heartily:

"This kid is giving us a problem!"

General Zhu said with a smile, "This little Lin got a cargo ship a few days ago, so he has a navy.

This company of his has cannons, tanks, and now even planes.

This company of his has equipped all the arms of the military."

Wang Bishi nodded, "He's running around in a pile of Japanese soldiers, the risk is high, and the profit is large, that's normal."

Li Desheng nodded with a smile, "Yes! Isn't he just like Sun Wukong, who drilled into Princess Iron Fan's stomach?

He can borrow the banana fan, but he also has to be able to hold onto it.

He's asking us for pilots and local management personnel.

He wants to keep the banana fan in Princess Iron Fan's hand, and control it himself.

We have to prepare these people well.

We're operating around the Japanese soldiers, and unexpected situations are happening, and our organizational strength in the Jiangnan and Zhejiang areas has always been very weak.

We can take this opportunity to develop well.

And we can't just be able to operate in our own base areas.

We also have to establish organizations in Wuxi, Suzhou, and Hangzhou, around Taihu Lake.

We should prepare well for the liberation work in the future.

It's what we should be doing."

"We have these talents here, but how do we send them over?

It's thousands of miles away, with Japanese soldiers and stubborn enemies in the middle.

The situation is very complicated," Zhou Enlai said with a frown.

Li Desheng laughed, "Don't they have planes?

We'll prepare the people! They can fly over and pick them up themselves!

If they can't fly over, we'll just walk back!

We've already completed the 25,000-mile Long March.

I believe the comrades can complete this task by walking back from here again."

When Lin Fan heard that he could fly to pick up people, he immediately smiled and said, "Agreed!"

He now had three transport planes in his hands, although two of them had already been traded away.

But letting them take a trip to Yan'an to pick up people, he still had that much face.

"The Japanese soldiers are attacking Hangzhou, Hangzhou is not far from Guangde, but it's not close either.

Tell the kid to be careful.

There are two main Japanese divisions attacking Hangzhou. If they take advantage of the situation and repeat the road to attack Nanjing,

it will be a big test for the kid."

Lin Fan's heart immediately sounded an alarm when he received the news that the main Japanese force was attacking Hangzhou: Guangde was a hundred kilometers away from Hangzhou in a straight line.

Since the Japanese soldiers had sent two divisions to attack Hangzhou, it meant that their main force had spare strength.

If the Japanese soldiers really sent two divisions to attack his team!

This would be a little difficult.

On the surface, he had 15,000 troops under his command.

But these troops were scattered and stationed in so many places, and they couldn't be concentrated together at all.

And now the county towns he occupied were just a straight line.

If the Japanese soldiers cut off any one point, or several points,

the entire Special Operations Company's base area would become a dead snake.

The Special Operations Company had few people, and what they needed was information.

Each node needed to be able to contact everyone at any time.

This required a radio station.

Including the radio station at the airport, the Special Operations Company only had three radio stations in total.

I need personnel, and I also need radio stations.

I need cannons, and I also need planes!

Who should I ask for these things?

He could ask the organization for help with personnel, but what about equipment!

The organization didn't have any either!

Everything Lin Fan needed was available in the United States.

The United States! It was impossible for Lin Fan to go to at this time.

But the Americans should have an office in Shanghai.

Even if Lin Fan could buy these things in Shanghai, he wouldn't be able to transport them here.

Shanghai?

Lin Fan suddenly thought of the three tycoons of Shanghai: Du Yuesheng!

He was now in Hong Kong, which was still under British jurisdiction.

Lin Fan immediately thought of the news he had sent him.

At least Du Yuesheng's attitude was sincere at the time.

So Lin Fan thought of sending a telegram to Du Yuesheng.

But to send a telegram, he had to go to the telegraph office.

Telegraph office? There wasn't one in Guangde.

If he had an idea, he had to work towards that direction.

Since he knew that the Japanese soldiers were attacking Hangzhou, Lin Fan certainly wanted to go and take a look.

He wanted to see what the Hangzhou in the midst of war was like, and how it was different from the Hangzhou he had seen in later generations.

As soon as he said he was going, he went. This time, Lin Fan wasn't flying a fighter plane, he was flying a bomber.

This bomber was loaded with bombs and machine gun bullets.

This was a gift for the Japanese soldiers attacking Hangzhou.

This time, Lin Fan was going to Hangzhou, which could be considered a long trip.

Therefore, he specifically called Chen Sichuan in the city of Guangde:

"During the time that I'm not in Guangde, all command decisions will be made by him!"

Chen Sichuan wanted to dissuade the company commander from doing such a risky thing.

Across a telephone line. He finally didn't say anything, and just replied, "Yes!"

Platoon Leader Jia Chengbi hadn't returned yet after going to drag the plane.

Fortunately, Platoon Leader Feng Junya was still at the airport. Lin Fan ordered him, "During the time that I'm gone, all orders will be listened to by First Platoon Leader Chen Sichuan."

Feng Junya said to Lin Fan, "Company Commander! Planes are very dangerous in the sky.

Why don't you let me fly over and take a look?"

Lin Fan said with a smile, "I'll teach you how to fly a plane when I get back today.

When you've learned it, and you've completed your apprenticeship,

then you can fly a plane."

Feng Junya finally said directly, "Company Commander, you have such a heavy burden on your shoulders.

The entire Special Operations Company, tens of thousands of people, are watching you.

It's really irresponsible for you to fly a plane alone like this.

It's better not to go to Hangzhou.

Besides, you've already flown around the sky above Guangde today."

There was one sentence that he ultimately didn't say: you've had your fun, you've flown your plane, it's time to get serious.

Lin Fan said seriously, "I want to go to Hangzhou and take a look, and do my small part to help the brothers who are defending Hangzhou."

Seeing that he couldn't dissuade the company commander no matter what, Feng Junya said, "Company Commander! I'll go with you! This is a bomber,

Planes should have aircrew members."

Lin Fan said with a smile, "You're a platoon leader, you have to stay here.

Command the air defense well!

Keep an eye on my plane, I intentionally drew a tiger on this spot.

When I come back,

don't recognize it wrong.

And shoot me down.

Also, these planes are all treasures of our Special Operations Company.

You must protect them well."

Lin Fan was flying a bomber this time, which could carry three to seven crew members.

In order to carry as many bombs as possible, Lin Fan only brought three people.

Jia Chengbi led the soldiers out of the airport and ran for less than five miles.

He saw the half-destroyed plane parked on the road.

He also saw the Japanese soldier in the distance.

Platoon Leader Jia had his men clear all the belongings from the Japanese soldier's body.

Then they dug a pit and buried the Japanese soldier.

Only then did they push the fighter plane back towards Guangde Airport with the soldiers.

On the way, they saw another plane rising from the airport.

Jia Chengbi pointed at the plane and said, "Look! That's our plane!"

All of them saw a big tiger painted on the underside of the fuselage.

In order to give the Japanese soldiers a surprise in Hangzhou, Lin Fan specifically asked everyone to change into Japanese military uniforms, just like him.

Now, this plane, from the outside, looked completely like a Japanese bomber.

The three people that Lin Fan took on the plane were: Xiao Jianying, 25 years old, He Haiqing, 27 years old, and Zhu Qingmao, 26 years old.

All three of them were veterans who had joined the Special Operations Company during the Battle of Shanghai, and they were also active learners.

When they had just taken off, Lin Fan had explained the operation of the plane to these three people in detail.

Now that the plane had taken off and was flying smoothly in the sky,

Lin Fan began to let these three people sit in the cockpit, one by one, and experience the feeling of flying a plane.

For safety, Lin Fan flew a little high this time, so that even if something unexpected happened, he would be able to save it in time.

Xiao Jianying, He Haiqing, and Zhu Qingmao, these three students, kept every word that Lin Fan said firmly in their hearts.

They were also imitating Lin Fan's movements, imagining themselves operating the plane.

When it was one of their turns to fly the plane, Lin Fan had them perform some basic movements with the plane: diving and pulling up.

Lin Fan knew his strengths: accurate shooting! Accurate bombing! He wanted to train a pilot who could fly a plane in the air urgently.

So that he could replace himself in the battlefield in Hangzhou later.

In order to let his three students learn a little more, Lin Fan intentionally flew the plane along Taihu Lake from Jiashan to the sea. On the East China Sea, the three students could finally skillfully pull the plane from a dive.

And Lin Fan also taught them how to open the bomb bay and operate the machine gun.

There were also two machine guns on this plane.

When Lin Fan and his plane flew from the sea to Hangzhou, there were three more pilots on this bomber who could fly the plane in the air.

They could perform diving, strafing, bombing, and level flight.

They just didn't know how to land and take off yet.

Lin Fan didn't need to worry about this point anymore. He looked at the warships parked on Hangzhou Bay, and watched very carefully:

There were a dozen warships and hundreds of small boats below.

Lin Fan didn't care about the small boats, and he didn't care about the warships without runways.

He only cared about the warships with runways.

When the plane flew over the warships, the sailors on the warships were still waving and cheering at Lin Fan and his men! Lin Fan also shook his wings three times, as a response.

This made the sailors and crew members on the warships even more excited.

Saneeki Masaru was an ordinary sailor on the heavy cruiser "Aoba."

In this attack on Hangzhou, the main force of the navy was the heavy cruiser "Aoba," so he was very proud to be working on this warship.

This warship was built by Mitsubishi Shipyard in 1926: initially, its displacement was 8,300 tons.

Now, after updating its equipment, it had reached a displacement of 9,000 tons.

The ship was 185.7 meters long and 15.8 meters wide.

It had a draft of 5.7 meters. The main engine had a power of 102,000 horsepower.

Its maximum speed was 34.5 knots per hour, and its endurance was 7,000 nautical miles.

The ship was equipped with six 203mm guns, eight 120mm secondary guns,

eight 25mm guns, and four 13.2mm machine guns.

It also had twelve torpedo tubes and two aircraft.

The ship had a crew of 632 people.

Lin Fan was very satisfied with the situation in Hangzhou Bay, which he was focused on: there was only one warship with planes on the front.

This was good news!

Lin Fan said to his three students, "Look carefully! We'll go support our National Revolutionary Army brothers on land first.

Then we'll come back and blow up this biggest warship."

Xiao Jianying, He Haiqing, and Zhu Qingmao, these three good students, had just learned how to fly a plane, and they admired their company commander to the extreme.

Whatever Lin Fan said was what they would do. If the company commander said they were going to blow up the Japanese warship, then they would blow it up! They had to save the two biggest bombs to blow up the biggest Japanese warship later.

This was Lin Fan's purpose.

This bomber could originally only carry 800 kilograms of bombs, but Lin Fan had brought four fewer people.

He had also only brought a quarter of the fuel, so the bombs he was carrying were four times more than the rated bomb load.

All of this was at the cost of losing flight range.

For a plane taking off from Guangde, a range of 3,600 kilometers was really not needed.

In fact, 600 kilometers would have been more than enough.

After all, the straight-line distance from Guangde to Hangzhou was only 110 kilometers. Lin Fan had left himself a little too much leeway.

Today was December 22nd, 1937, and the battle for the Japanese soldiers to attack Hangzhou had been going on for three days.

The National Revolutionary Army's Fifth War Zone had deployed the 53rd Division and the 82nd Division in Hangzhou.

The 106th Division, the Training Brigade, and the local militia had a total of more than 100,000 men.

They had persisted for three days under the attack of two divisions of Japanese soldiers, plus a total of more than 70,000 Japanese soldiers from the navy.

After losing Shanghai, Hangzhou had been preparing for the defense battle.

The railways, roads, and bridges leading to Hangzhou from Shanghai and Huzhou had all been destroyed.

The National Revolutionary Army had also built a large number of fortresses along the line of Mogan Mountain, Deqing County, and Linping.

And in order to defend Hangzhou, Chiang Kai-shek had also deployed tanks, military trucks, and 176mm Krupp field guns in Hangzhou.

Except for the air force and navy, the rest of the weapons and equipment were more advanced than those of the Japanese soldiers.

It was just that these days, the National Revolutionary Army had been retreating steadily.

The 53rd Division, which was defending Linping, had encountered a fierce attack from the Japanese soldiers today, and its position was already crumbling.

Meng Baoguo was just a company commander in the 53rd Division. He had been persevering here for three days.

Of the 89 men in the entire company, only 49 were left.

In three days, Meng Baoguo had no idea how many attacks he had repelled from the Japanese soldiers.

These days, the tank unit had also suffered heavy losses in its battles with the Japanese soldiers.

Without the help of the tanks, the casualties on this position that he was defending were increasing even faster.

Meng Baoguo looked at the Japanese soldiers who were charging forward again, and his spirits lifted again:

"Brothers! The Japanese soldiers are coming, get ready!"

"Company Commander! The brothers have been holding on for three days, when will the relief troops that were promised arrive?" Zhu Kangshun asked with a bitter face.

His question immediately resonated with many soldiers.

Everyone was saying that they were afraid that the relief troops had run away.

According to the pre-war plan, they could be relieved on the third day.

Of course, the soldiers wanted to be relieved in the morning.

But from morning to noon, the relief troops had not appeared, and the morale of the team, which had suffered more than half of its casualties, was already somewhat unstable.

Meng Baoguo said with a smile, "It's not dark yet, is it? The friendly troops will definitely come."

Zhu Kangshun pointed with a bitter smile to a Japanese plane that was flying towards them in the sky, "Company Commander, are you talking about it?

If it's also a friendly troop, I'll stay on the position and not leave."

Meng Baoguo looked at a Japanese bomber in the sky, flying alone.

This situation was rare. During the three days, there had been many Japanese planes coming and going.

But it was the first time he had seen only one plane flying over at a time.

He said with a smile, "We're not afraid of the planes that come in droves.

Are we still afraid of one that's strayed from the flock?"

Although he said that, when he saw the plane start to dive, making a piercing screeching sound,

Meng Baoguo still shouted loudly, "Take cover, go into the air raid shelter!"

Although Zhu Kangshun had been saying things all along, his eyes had never left the plane.

He suddenly smiled, "Company Commander, the pilot on this plane is confused.

The direction of his dive isn't towards us."

Meng Baoguo could now see that the angle of the plane's dive was wrong. If it continued to dive like this,

it wouldn't be able to hit them.

He also laughed, "If I were on the plane at this time, I would have fired."

Of course, at this time, firing from the plane would be the perfect opportunity to hit the Japanese soldiers who were attacking.

As soon as Meng Baoguo finished speaking, the sound of machine gun fire rang out.

The bomber had changed from a dive to a level flight, but it was already flying low enough.

It was already so low that the soldiers in Meng Baoguo's company could see the pilot sitting inside the plane clearly.

Xiao Jianying had been extremely nervous when he had been operating the plane to dive just now.

This plane was loaded with bombs, and when he operated it, the plane's reaction was always a beat slower.

He had almost crashed into the ground just now.

At this time, he turned his head and saw the National Revolutionary Army soldiers on the position, smiled at them, and even waved at them.

Zhu Kangshun was stunned, "Company Commander! I saw that the Japanese soldier smiled at me, and even waved at me."

"I saw it too, that Japanese soldier was smiling at me, and he waved at me."

Meng Baoguo himself had seen it too, "But he's clearly a Japanese soldier!"

Two machine guns swept past, and the Japanese soldiers who were attacking were immediately thrown off balance.

More importantly, this kind of rain of bullets from the sky caused heavy casualties to them, who had no defense at all.

At this time, Company Commander Meng Baoguo sighed, "If I were on the plane, I would have dropped bombs at this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the officers and soldiers in the entire company stared in disbelief as three bombs fell from the underside of the plane's fuselage.

There weren't many bombs, but all the soldiers looked at their company commander with the eyes of gods.

Zhu Kangshun said loudly, "Company Commander! Are you ordering them?"

Meng Baoguo himself was also stunned. He hadn't had time to say anything.

Zhu Kangshun quickly said, "Company Commander! Let them strafe all the way to Mogan Mountain, and let them bomb all the way.

There are Japanese tanks in front!

Blow them all up!"

Seeing that the company commander was still in a daze.

Zhu Kangshun ran over and shook the company commander, "Say something! Give the order!"

Meng Baoguo swallowed his saliva, and then said in a changed voice, "If I were on the plane, I would strafe all the way to Mogan Mountain like this, and at the same time, I would drop bombs all the way.

Blow up all the Japanese tanks!"

After he finished speaking, all the remaining soldiers in the entire company looked at the plane nervously.

The machine gun, which had just stopped firing, sounded again.

Two streams of fire connected from the sky all the way to the ground, and this time, they didn't stop.

At the same time, the underside of the fuselage was like a hen laying eggs, dropping bombs non-stop.

Zhu Kangshun shook his company commander happily, "Company Commander! You've become a god!"

Although Meng Baoguo didn't understand why that Japanese plane was listening to him so obediently.

But those were minor matters, and he didn't need to pay attention to them.

There were still many things they needed to do now.

Meng Baoguo looked at the Japanese soldiers in front of the position who had been injured or killed by the machine gun fire and bombs.

His heart was filled with heroism, and he ordered, "Brothers, follow me and launch a counterattack.

Let the Japanese soldiers know that we're not pushovers either."

"Brothers! Follow me! Charge!" Company Commander Meng Baoguo charged at the front.

Behind him, the soldiers under his command no longer had the complaints they had at the beginning.

All the soldiers picked up their