Chapter 1 Temporary Airport

Outside Jurong Town, transport planes were constantly taking off and landing from the makeshift airport. The crew members of the five transport planes sent by Li Zhongren never imagined that they would have to make so many round trips in one night.

The straight-line distance from Jurong to Guangde is one hundred and twenty kilometers, and the actual flight time is only twenty minutes.

It only took some time to load people and equipment in Jurong. After arriving in Guangde, these people unloaded their cargo very quickly.

In five minutes, all the transported equipment and personnel could be cleared.

They only brought back a set of riveting equipment from Guangde and sent it to Jurong.

The return trips were empty several times later.

Guangde Airport and Jurong Runway, the bonfires on both sides of the runways in these two places did not go out all night.

The raging fire gave the eight transport planes the best guidance.

Lin Fan did not rest that night either. He had someone push out the broken-tailed plane that Yekaterina had left behind last time.

This time, he specially had people bring back repair tools from Guangde. Now is the time to show off his skills.

Li Xian shouldn't even think about resting tonight. The mobilization of so many people and the allocation of various materials were all under the command of him and Qian Youcai.

Qian Jiao had nothing to do, so she just watched Lin Fan busy.

She didn't even get a chance to help. Hui Jianming specially sent a platoon here to provide security for Lin Fan.

At the same time, Hui Jianming also sent a company to be on guard around the runway.

Tonight, he was already Regiment Commander Hui. When Lin Fan announced it, these regiment commanders were only self-proclaimed shanzhai (unofficial) regiment commanders within the Special Operations Brigade.

When Lin Fan came back from the Fifth War Area, Hui Jianming knew that his position as regiment commander had been officially recognized by the National Revolutionary Army.

All the brothers he brought out from the Jiangyin Fortress benefited from this.

Most of the officers' names in the organization of the Ninth Regiment were his brothers.

This also shows from the side that Lin Fan really did what he said and would never suppress those who came from the National Revolutionary Army.

Hui Jianming did not go back while Lin Fan was there. He handed Lin Fan a wrench and tightened a screw while Lin Fan was repairing the plane.

He personally saw Lin Fan reattach the tail of the plane, and it looked perfect.

The tail also looked very strong.

Lin Fan gently started the plane. He can't take off yet.

The runway must be reserved for transport planes.

Lin Fan was in a great mood after repairing the plane. He smiled and said to Li Xian, "You did a great job maintaining and widening this runway.

How did you think of lengthening and widening this runway?"

Li Xian laughed, "This road was originally long and straight. It was pretty good when we used the highway as a runway.

These days, during the physical training of the new recruits, I felt that they weren't using enough energy.

I thought about expanding this place a bit and teaching these soldiers how to drive here.

You told us before that every soldier in the Special Operations Company must know how to drive.

After expanding this place, they can drive however they want without overturning."

This reason is strong.

Lin Fan asked, "How many of these new recruits can drive now?"

"Ten in each squad can drive."

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Well done! Did you compensate the people whose land was taken?"

"We did!" Li Xian said with a smile.

Li Zhongren was in Quzhou when he heard that the transport planes he sent out had not returned after four hours.

He sent a telegram to inquire and learned that the few companies Lin Fan mentioned actually had more than four thousand soldiers and equipment.

Hearing that Lin Fan had transported more than four thousand soldiers one hundred and twenty kilometers overnight, Li Zhongren was secretly shocked. If he suddenly deployed thousands of troops in battle, it would definitely change the balance of power on the battlefield.

He suddenly thought of the Japanese planes!

Jurong is so close to Nanjing. If Japanese planes come over, those transport planes may not be able to escape.

Li Zhongren expressed his concerns to Lin Fan.

The National Revolutionary Army does not have many planes. Although the pilots are brave, their country does not have an aircraft manufacturing plant.

Losing one plane is losing one plane, and the more they fight the Japanese in the air, the fewer planes they will have.

The fewer planes there are, the harder it is to fight in the air.

Now, there are no more National Revolutionary Army planes in the airspace of Jiangnan.

Today, only because it was night did the National Revolutionary Army send transport planes to help.

If it were not a matter of life and death for hundreds of thousands of soldiers, Li Zhongren would not have made such a big investment.

Lin Fan only had someone reply with two words: "Don't worry!"

At 7:03 a.m. on December 23, 1937, the Special Operations Brigade's attack on Changxing and Anji had already begun.

Lin Fan was still in Jurong. This was the last batch. There were only more than two hundred soldiers left. The remaining capacity of the eight transport planes was all loaded with the weapons and ammunition stored in Jurong.

The Japanese originally sent this equipment over by land. Now, the Special Operations Company is going to transport this equipment back by air.

Lin Fan is sure that the Special Operations Brigade will fight a major battle with the Japanese on the Anji-Wuxing line.

This time, he is taking advantage of the opportunity to transport goods and gain an advantage.

After all, such opportunities are hard to find.

The Special Operations Brigade's current reserves of weapons and ammunition are all in Jurong. Since it has been decided to fight a big battle with the Japanese on the Anji line, these supplies must be sent in that direction.

Tonight, Lin Fan greatly appreciates the Special Operations Brigade's ability to act. With no warning at all, they suddenly mobilized.

The entire brigade was able to appear in Guangde, more than one hundred kilometers away, in a few hours. It has to be said that this is a miracle!

While the eight planes in this last batch were still loading goods, Lin Fan also pushed out the fighter plane that he had just repaired.

After these transport planes take off, he will fly back to Guangde in the fighter plane.

The town of Jurong was sleepless all night. The sound of airplane engines could be heard from time to time in the sky.

The sound traveled far, and someone passed the news into the city of Nanjing.

"Jurong has a National Revolutionary Army airport?" Commander-in-Chief of the Central China Area Army Iwane Matsui had some doubts.

He knew about Jurong. It had just been occupied by the empire for less than a week before it was occupied by the Sixty-sixth Army, which had broken out of Nanjing.

This news was publicized by newspapers in Wuhan, and they vigorously promoted how brave and good at fighting the Sixty-sixth Army was in the newspapers.

The Shanghai Expeditionary Force suffered a great loss in Jurong. The Central China Area Army temporarily did not have the time to wipe out these small characters.

However, sending a flight squadron over to take a look and show off was no problem at all.

As dawn broke, Squadron Leader Hayakawa Yoji received the order: to take his fighter squadron to Jurong to see what was going on.

Hayakawa Yoji's first reaction after receiving the order was to refuse.

In their circle of pilots, there was already a legend: Jurong is the graveyard of imperial planes. All planes that pass through that airspace will never return.

Although no one knew who started this legend, none of the imperial pilots at the many airports in Nanjing would ever fly even a mile in the direction of Jurong.

Now, the order he received was: to scout the situation in Jurong, Lishui, and Guangde, and fight as appropriate!

Squadron Leader Hayakawa Yoji, who was a million times unwilling in his heart, still had to act immediately.

His flight squadron had five fighter planes. These days, their daily combat missions were to cooperate with the imperial infantry in the direction of southern Jiangsu and Xuzhou.

After the four pilots, Yutani Yuta, Yanagawa Eiji, Kuga Taiga, and Motoyama Tomokazu, received their captain's order, they put on their gear and followed Squadron Leader Hayakawa Yoji towards the airport runway.

When they heard that this time they were going to scout the situation in the direction of Jurong, Lishui, and Guangde, Yutani Yuta felt uneasy and whispered, "Is there anything new happening in Jurong?"

These pilots all knew that Jurong was a scar on the empire.

Everyone selectively forgot about it.

Now, they were suddenly asked to go and take a look.

Squadron Leader Hayakawa Yoji also whispered, "Someone reported that planes were constantly taking off and landing in Jurong last night.

The higher-ups asked us to go take a look."

Hearing what the squadron leader said, several pilots became nervous: "Is the National Revolutionary Army going to counterattack Nanjing?"

"That's impossible!" Squadron Leader Hayakawa Yoji said.

"The main force of the National Revolutionary Army is in Xuzhou, and they are under attack from the Central China and North China Area Armies.

The Tenth Army is also making smooth progress in Hangzhou. They will not have any more troops to attack Nanjing.

Someone must be trying to get a reward early and deliberately fabricating news."

After a while, Kuga Taiga suddenly said, "Is it because we haven't been to that direction in many days?

Did they think there were no more prey?

Is the National Revolutionary Army setting a trap today?"

"Are you saying that the news itself is fake?" Squadron Leader Hayakawa Yoji stopped.

"Squadron leader, think about the legend. The National Revolutionary Army in Jurong can shoot down all planes that enter its airspace.

We haven't had any planes go there for so many days. Are they trying to trick us into going there?" Motoyama Tomokazu said.

That makes sense! The other pilots nodded desperately.

Squadron Leader Hayakawa Yoji quickened his pace: "In any case, we have to go there once."

Seeing that this mission could not be canceled no matter what, the Japanese pilots could only get on the plane as if they were resigned to their fate.

No matter how unwilling they were, after getting on the plane, they quickly took off. The aerial distance of thirty-some kilometers could be reached in a few minutes!

The five fighter planes, with Squadron Leader Hayakawa Yoji as the lead plane, flew in front.

The other four fighter planes followed on his left and right.

Squadron Leader Hayakawa Yoji chose the safest route: he passed between Chunhua and Tangshan.

Heading straight for Jurong!

Jurong was right below the plane. Squadron Leader Hayakawa Yoji looked at Jurong Town outside: "When did an airport appear?"

There were eight transport planes and one fighter plane parked on the airport.

There were as many people as ants on the runway, constantly loading supplies into the planes.

As warriors of the empire, what choice could they have when they saw such a situation?

Hayakawa Yoji had already begun to dive, and the four planes following him on the left and right moved in the same way.

The planes on the ground were parked on the runway and did not move at all. They were completely fixed targets!

These pilots, who had originally complained about this mission, were attracted by the eight transport planes below.

Destroying eight National Revolutionary Army transport planes in one go would definitely allow these people to receive credit and rewards.

Since there were fewer and fewer National Revolutionary Army fighter planes, it had become extremely difficult to destroy them.

Now, this was a credit that was delivered to their door!

Lin Fan calmly operated the anti-aircraft gun. When Lin Fan came here for the second time last night, Hui Jianming transferred two of his anti-aircraft guns over.

His heavy artillery position was also very important, and there were also two anti-aircraft guns guarding it.

When they discovered the Japanese fighter planes, all four anti-aircraft guns moved.

Now that the Japanese fighter planes had begun to dive, the anti-aircraft guns also began to fire.

The pilots of the transport planes, Jing Mingda, Chai Liyan, Shui Chengyin, Di Lexin, and Qian Yimin, had already flown six round trips between Jurong and Guangde that night.

Seeing that it was just dawn, this was the last time they would be in Jurong. After sending these people to Guangde, they could fly the planes back to Quzhou.

These people all felt a sense of relief.

They all knew that the sky over Jiangnan now belonged to the Japanese.

Flying in the sky here was risking their lives!

What they did not expect was that not long after dawn, Japanese fighter planes actually flew over.

"It's over!" This thought popped up in the minds of the pilots on the eight transport planes.

Their next actions were the same. They all jumped out of the plane's cockpit in a panic.

Bai Yeshuo was flying the transport plane that Lin Fan had originally flown. Lin Fan's three students had been studying on this plane all night.

Bai Yeshuo also discovered that several Japanese fighter planes had come over the sky of Jurong.

What choice could they have in this situation?

Running! That's the most important thing.

He was just about to stand up from the driver's seat when Xiao Jianying and He Haiqing pressed down on his shoulders from the left and right: "Teacher! Don't panic, Brigade Commander will shoot down the Japanese planes."

Bai Yeshuo looked at the students who had only been studying with him for a few hours. There was not a trace of worry on these three students' faces.

It was as if the planes flying over were not Japanese fighter planes, but three pheasants.

"We..." Bai Yeshuo only had time to say two words.

Then he heard a series of artillery fire outside.

He had been flying back and forth between Jurong and Guangde, but only at night.

He had not seen that there were actually anti-aircraft guns in Jurong.

The sound of artillery fire interrupted his words. The Japanese planes dived extremely quickly.

Now, even if he wanted to run, he couldn't run away.

Bai Yeshuo could stand up now. His three students also ran off the plane at this time.

Okay! You pressed your teacher on the seat and ran away yourselves.

Bai Yeshuo was thinking this in his mind when he heard cheers outside.

Mixed in the middle seemed to be shouts like: "Well done!"

"That was a precise hit!"

He also quickly got off the plane and looked up at the sky.

Right in his sight, another enemy plane in the sky blossomed.

When they had just started diving, there were a total of five fighter planes.

Bai Yeshuo had counted them clearly. Now, there were only two left in the sky.

Just as he was thinking this, another one of the last two planes blossomed in the sky.

The other one was dragging thick black smoke and wobbling in the direction of Tennoji.

It looked like it would not be able to fly back either.

At this time, many people saw a fiery red line rushing from the ground all the way to the bottom of the wobbling plane.

Then, this plane also blossomed in the sky.

When Squadron Leader Hayakawa Yoji's plane was hit, the four fighter planes that were following him on the left and right immediately scattered like startled flies.

It was just that these four fighter planes were diving and could not change their course for the time being.

Yanagawa Eiji said regretfully, "I knew this would be the result."

Motoyama Tomokazu tried his best to control the plane he was flying, trying to escape from the impossible.

Even though the plane had already been hit, he was still struggling desperately: if he couldn't fly back to Nanjing, he would escape Jurong and flee to Zhenjiang.

This belief supported him, and he tried his best to fly the plane away.

With a bang, the last fighter plane in the entire Hayakawa Flight Squadron blossomed in the sky.

These five fighter planes came to Jurong today, and without firing a single shot, the entire army was wiped out.

The veterans of the Special Operations Company had seen this kind of scene many times and did not find it strange.

Even the new recruits of the Special Operations Company had heard the veterans talk about it many times.

They already had some understanding in their hearts after seeing this scene in the sky.

The pilots sent by the Fifth War Area were all stunned and could not believe that this was real.

Lin Fan shot down the last wounded plane that was fleeing and acted as if nothing had happened.

He walked to another anti-aircraft gun and encouraged loudly: "Well done!"

In the battle just now, that last plane was hit by this gun.

Even if Lin Fan had not made that supplementary shot, the Japanese plane would definitely have crashed.

It was really not easy to have such accuracy.

Hui Jianming was also very happy. He introduced to Lin Fan, "The one who fired the gun just now is Company Commander Guo Simiao of the First Company. He also came with me from the Jiangyin Fortress."

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Good! Well done! You are needed to protect the sky of Jurong."

With this interlude, the transportation work was not affected at all.

Now, there were many supplies being transported. It was not until eight o'clock that the loading was completed.

Eight transport planes soared into the sky, with Lin Fan following closely behind.

The eight transport planes landed at Guangde Airport, but Lin Fan had to fly his plane directly to Anji.

He had just contacted Feng Junya in Anji, and the Eighth Regiment had found a straight section of highway outside Anji City where Lin Fan could land his plane.

Chen Sichuan's First Regiment and Liu Laopao's Second Regiment had already launched an attack on the Japanese in Changxing.

In Changxing, there was a company of Japanese soldiers and a battalion of puppet troops stationed there.

Usually, all the defenses were carried out by these puppet troops.

The company of Japanese soldiers stayed in the barracks in the city.

Today, as usual, there should be a squad of puppet troops guarding the city wall.

In reality, there were only two people on the city wall.

Shi Xingchao and Pu Chenghong, who were guarding the west gate, watched as dawn broke.

They looked at the sun that had not yet risen and adjusted the guns on their backs.

Then, they faced the direction where the sun was rising and vigorously expanded their chests.

While expanding his chest, Shi Xingchao introduced to Pu Chenghong beside him: "The earliest ray of qi in the east in the morning is the heaven and earth's primordial qi.

If you can inhale this breath into your mouth at this time, swallow it, and persevere for a long time, you can live forever."

While speaking, he tried hard to inhale the primordial qi between heaven and earth in the morning.

Without anyone to support his performance, why was his performance so boring?

Shi Xingchao turned his head to look at Pu Chenghong. He saw that this person, who had just been facing east with him, collecting yang qi and swallowing clouds, was now turned around, facing west with a stunned look.

Shi Xingchao also turned around to look west. This glance scared him.

A large group of National Revolutionary Army soldiers were rushing towards Changxing outside the city.

These National Revolutionary Army soldiers were pushing carts and cannons, and carrying bamboo ladders silently towards the city wall.

Did the people below the city see them?

Like a conditioned reflex, Shi Xingchao immediately pulled Pu Chenghong.

He squatted down and asked in a trembling voice, "What should we do?"

"Run!"

Pu Chenghong did not hesitate. This word seemed to have been in his mouth for a long time, and it popped out at this time.

The two of them bent over, afraid of being discovered, and ran towards the city tower.

The people in their squad were all sleeping in the city tower.

The First and Second Regiments of the Special Operations Brigade were attacking Changxing this time.

These two regiments only brought two companies each today.

The other five companies of each regiment were marching here from Guangde.

The two regiment commanders, Chen Sichuan and Liu Laopao, did not attack all four city gates at the same time like when they attacked Langxi.

Nor did they surround three and leave one open like when they attacked Guangde.

Today, they only concentrated their forces to attack the west gate.

The cars of the First Regiment stopped when they could see the city tower of Changxing.

The entire regiment quickly got out of the cars and began to charge with their equipment.

They had already fought several such siege battles, and the soldiers cooperated tacitly.

The First Regiment charged towards the left side of the west gate, and the Second Regiment charged towards the right side of the west gate.

Jia Chengbi, who was already the battalion commander of the Second Battalion, listened to the report from Shan Chengfu, who was already the deputy company commander: "Battalion commander! Two puppet troops on the city wall have discovered us. Should we kill them?"

The current Shan Chengfu and Shan Huacan were definitely the fastest-promoted new recruits.

Their sense of identity with the Special Operations Brigade was also increasing day by day.

At first, the two of them were only here because they could eat their fill and not get beaten.

These days, they had been winning battles with the Special Operations Brigade every day, and something called a sense of honor was slowly growing in their hearts.

They felt that they had lived their lives in confusion before, and now they finally understood.

They also understood one thing: fighting the Japanese was the most important thing for the entire country and the entire nation.

Those puppet troops who helped the Japanese were really damned!

Therefore, Shan Chengfu's first suggestion was to kill them!

Jia Chengbi looked in the direction that Shan Chengfu pointed out and happened to see two puppet troops squatting down.

Although the two puppet troops had already squatted down, they could not be shot at this time.

Jia Chengbi still spoke: "If they don't resist, we won't kill them."

"Yes!" Shan Chengfu agreed readily and continued to follow behind the battalion commander, consciously acting as a guard.

Last night, after the battalion commander came back from Jurong, they announced that the Special Operations Company had now become the Special Operations Brigade.

The former Squad Leader Jia had now become Battalion Commander Jia, and Shan Huacan had also been appointed as the Fourth Company Commander.

Shan Chengfu was the deputy company commander. These two famous gluttons in the whole squad had been promoted several levels at once.

The soldiers in their squad were extremely envious.

However, although those soldiers were envious, no one raised any objections.

These days, they had followed Battalion Commander Jia to attack Langxi and Guangde.

The performance of these two people was obvious to all. They had real skills.

Shi Xingchao and Pu Chenghong scrambled and crawled into the city tower on the west gate.

At this time, all the brothers in the squad were still sleeping.

"Squad leader! Something's wrong! Squad leader! The National Revolutionary Army is attacking the city!"

Squad Leader Yao Haoqi was sleeping soundly. Sleeping at this time in the morning was the most comfortable.

He was suddenly awakened by the two of them, and he was full of displeasure: "What are you shouting about? What's the matter?"

"Squad leader! Many National Revolutionary Army soldiers are charging over outside the city."

"Someone is attacking the city! Why didn't you two fire?" Yao Haoqi shouted angrily.

"Squad leader! There are many of them, and there are only a dozen of us. If we fire at this time, we're afraid we'll get burned!" Shi Xiaoqi said in a low voice.

His voice was a little low, but even the soldiers next door heard it.

Immediately, someone spoke up: "Squad leader! Think twice! A wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall. There are only fourteen of us. If we fire at this time, aren't we asking for death?"

There was only one person in the whole squad who spoke in this way. It was said that he was a descendant of Confucius.

The whole squad called him Confucian Scholar Kong, and he loved to show off his knowledge.

His words immediately resonated with everyone in the squad: "Squad leader! Confucian Scholar Kong is right, let's run!"

Yao Haoqi said angrily, "Where can we run at this time? If we want to run, we can only run into the city. How can we explain it to the Taijun (Japanese officer)? Deserting in the face of the enemy is a great crime no matter where you are."

"Then...what should we do?" The soldiers were anxious.

Wei Haoqi said calmly, "You two, use bayonets to raise my white bed sheet. Squat down behind the crenellations and hide yourselves, and shake it hard. You lazybones, hurry up and get up and open the city gate. We'll defect! We were originally part of the National Revolutionary Army, and we're going back to the National Revolutionary Army."

"Squad leader is wise! Squad leader, you're really too smart."

When the soldiers of Chen Sichuan's and Liu Laopao's two regiments had just reached the moat, they saw a white and black cloth waving in the morning breeze on the city wall.

Facing the morning sun, it kept shaking.

At the same time, a voice came out: "Officers! Don't shoot, we surrender! We'll open the city gate!"

"Open the city gate, and we won't shoot. If you can surrender to us, we guarantee your safety," Chen Sichuan responded loudly.

He didn't stop his actions, and he directed the First and Second Companies to quickly build bridges and cross the moat.

Liu Laopao's actions were similar to his.

Regardless of whether the puppet troops on the city wall were sincerely surrendering, the two regimental commanders did it their way.

Hearing the National Revolutionary Army's response from below the city wall, Shi Xingchao and Pu Chenghong mustered up their courage and stood up.

They saw four bamboo ladders on the moat, and four teams of National Revolutionary Army soldiers were quickly crossing.

Those National Revolutionary Army soldiers were agile, and no one fell into the water when crossing such narrow bamboo ladders.

This was too surprising.

Squad Leader Yao Haoqi had already walked out of the room at this time. He quietly poked his head out from the crenellations.

He also saw that the soldiers who had come to attack the city today were not what he and others had looked like when they were in the National Revolutionary Army.

He secretly rejoiced: "The choice was right! Surrender forever!"

He squatted behind the crenellations and kept urging, "You people, hurry up! Hurry up and lower the drawbridge. If you don't lower the drawbridge, the officers will rush up the city wall themselves."

His soldiers also put on their clothes haphazardly at this time.

They hurriedly lowered the drawbridge, and some people quickly rushed down the city wall to open the city gate.

Wei Haoqi didn't know if the city gate was open.

Chen Sichuan was already the first to rush up the city wall and asked, "Who is in charge here?"

All the puppet troops looked at Wei Haoqi, although no one spoke.

But their eyes had already pointed him out.

Wei Haoqi had to stand up: "Officer! I am the squad leader here, responsible for guarding the west gate of Changxing County."

Chen Sichuan said with a smile, "We welcome you to abandon the darkness and turn to the light. We are the First and Second Regiments under the Special Operations Brigade of the Fifth War Area. Now we want to completely occupy Changxing. How many puppet troops are there in the city, and how many Japanese soldiers are there?"

Wei Haoqi quickly said, "Reporting to the officer! There is a company of Japanese soldiers in the city, nearly two hundred; a battalion of puppet troops, more than one thousand one hundred. The Japanese company commander is called Nakame Kentaro, and the puppet troop battalion commander is Shui Lexian."

This person is very sensible!

Chen Sichuan looked at the squad leader in front of him with approving eyes: "What's your name?"

"Reporting to the officer, my name is Wei Haoqi!"

"Can you point out where the Japanese are stationed?" Chen Sichuan asked.

Wei Haoqi immediately perked up and led Chen Sichuan to the highest point of the city tower, pointing to a place in the city and said, "The north side of the large parade ground in the middle of the city is the Japanese barracks. They should be training in the parade ground at this time. To the right of the parade ground, there is a small parade ground. Our battalion is stationed there."

At this time, Liu Laopao also arrived here.

He looked through his binoculars and nodded: "We can see that there are hundreds of Japanese soldiers training."

Chen Sichuan asked, "What weapons do the Japanese have?"

"The Taijun have grenade launchers, heavy machine guns, and light machine guns. Our battalion only has three light machine guns. The rest are all rifles," Wei Haoqi said everything he knew without reservation.

"Are the guards at the four city gates the same as you?" Chen Sichuan asked Wei Haoqi.

"Yes! Officer, each city gate is guarded by a squad of puppet troops. Since we came, the Taijun have never guarded the city walls again. They only send out a squad to inspect every day in the morning and afternoon."

"What time is it in the morning?"

"Usually after ten o'clock."

Chen Sichuan nodded.

He said to Liu Laopao, "I'll go fight the Japanese, you go fight the puppet troops. Leave a squad from the Second Company here to guard the city wall."

Liu Laopao agreed readily: "I'll also send a platoon along the city wall to occupy the city first."

Wei Haoqi suddenly said, "Officer! If you trust us, you can let Shi Xingchao and Pu Chenghong lead the way. The brothers on the city wall shouldn't fire."

"Why?" Chen Sichuan asked with a smile.

"Everyone used to be part of the National Revolutionary Army. We don't fight our own people," Wei Haoqi said righteously.

Whether this was true or not, it made people feel that these puppet troops were very righteous.

Liu Laopao agreed with a smile.

Chen Sichuan only left a squad here, but he specially left a heavy machine gun to cooperate with the squad's own light machine gun. If they encountered any situation, they could hold on for a while.

Wei Haoqi readily became a guide for the Special Operations Brigade. When they separated, his squad also sent a few soldiers to lead the way.

Wei Haoqi followed Chen Sichuan, and Chen Sichuan asked along the way, "How do the Japanese contact the outside world from here?"

Wei Haoqi thought for a while and said, "The Japanese usually send signalmen out."

"Don't they have telephones or radio stations?"

"They definitely don't have telephones, and I don't know about radio stations." Wei Haoqi was sure that the Japanese didn't have telephones.

The Japanese had fortresses around their barracks on the edge of the parade ground.

All Chen Sichuan could do was fight hard.

Now, he was attacking intentionally and the Japanese were completely unprepared, which should be the most advantageous thing.

Chen Sichuan had his men push out the infantry guns, following closely behind the heavy machine guns.

"After turning this corner, the Japanese in the high watchtower will be able to see us."

Wei Haoqi was not walking in the front this time.

He consciously walked behind Chen Sichuan and pointed ahead.

Chen Sichuan waved his hand to stop the team from advancing and went to check the situation first.

The Japanese barracks were no different from the barracks he had seen before.

Chen Sichuan ordered: "The First Company will be on the left side of the street, and the Second Company will be on the right side of the street. When the cannons and machine guns start firing, rush out immediately and attack the Japanese barracks."

After giving the order, the three heavy machine guns of the First Regiment were immediately pushed up.

The two Type 92 infantry guns following behind were also pushed past the street corner.

Before the Japanese soldiers on duty at the door could react, there were two explosions.

The two infantry guns fired directly at the Japanese sentries about three hundred meters apart.

The residents of Changxing, who had gotten up early, had just discovered that the National Revolutionary Army had come into the city.

These days, there was always fighting back and forth. The Japanese came, and the National Revolutionary Army left.

Now that the National Revolutionary Army had come, the Japanese were probably going to leave!

Some residents even followed behind Chen Sichuan's team to watch the excitement.

Suddenly hearing the sound of the cannons firing, they were so frightened that they quickly hid.

"So these National Revolutionary Army soldiers are really fighting!"

Sergeant Iwahara Kaishou had just taken over the sentry duty today.

There were a total of four Japanese soldiers on sentry duty with him.

They were surprised to see that a group of National Revolutionary Army soldiers suddenly rushed out of the street in front of them.

Without saying a word, they fired a cannon at them.

Sergeant Iwahara Kaishou was blown away before he could react.

While these Japanese soldiers guarding the gate were being blown away, the sentry on duty in the high watchtower in the middle of the parade ground quickly looked towards the direction of the loud noise.

The first thing he saw was the soldiers charging along the street.

Frightened, this Japanese soldier pointed to the west and shouted loudly: "The National Revolutionary Army! The National Revolutionary Army is here! They have already charged in!"

After shouting a few times, the soldiers who were training on the parade ground below had already started carrying their guns and rushing towards the location of the explosion.

Zhao Siyuan and Peng Jianyi, the two gunners, only fired one shot each and stopped.

They also pushed their infantry guns and rushed towards the Japanese gate.

These people were ultimately unable to match the speed of the infantry's charge.

However, when these two cannons rushed out one hundred meters, they saw that many more Japanese infantry soldiers had rushed out.

They were lying on the ground behind the工事 (temporary fortifications) built with sandbags at the door.

Before these Japanese soldiers could fire, Yue Siyuan and Peng Jianyi loaded their shells and fired again.

The direct shot from two hundred meters away blew up the sandbags that the Japanese were relying on.

The Japanese soldiers hiding behind the sandbags began to flee in panic.

These two infantry guns did not move for the time being and began to fire on the spot.

One shell after another blew the simple temporary fortifications, which were only fifteen meters long, to pieces.

At this time, the infantry soldiers charging from the left and right sides had already charged close.

The two infantry guns then fired two shells each at both sides of the Japanese camp gate.

They directly blew out two large gaps on both sides of the Japanese camp gate, allowing the charging infantry to pass through.

Such an operation greatly exceeded the expectations of Company Commander Nakame Kentaro.

When he received the warning from the Japanese soldiers in the watchtower, he had already ordered his Japanese soldiers to rush towards the gate.

First, he wanted to defend the gate before continuing to make a response.

He did not expect that the attacking team had such fierce firepower, and the squad of Japanese soldiers sent out did not stop the attacking National Revolutionary Army for even a minute.

Now, these National Revolutionary Army soldiers were not taking the usual path. They had opened two roads themselves and rushed in.

They immediately missed the Kuroshio Haruto squad, which was rushing towards the gate.

The National Revolutionary Army soldiers who rushed into the parade ground immediately began firing at the Japanese soldiers.

Sergeant Kamishiro Motoji, who was in the watchtower, was already operating the machine gun in the watchtower and firing.

Shan Huacan, who had just been promoted to company commander, immediately raised his gun, aimed, and shot at the Japanese soldier.

He extinguished the machine gun with just one shot.

Shan Chengfu was also quick to act. He closely cooperated with the company commander and connected with a shot, killing the deputy gunner who had just pushed away Kamishiro Motoji's corpse.

There was still a Japanese soldier in the watchtower. He was about to continue grabbing the machine gun to fire.

He was shot and killed by Shan Huacan with another shot.

Chen Sichuan saw everything that happened in the watchtower.

When the Japanese machine gun had just sounded, he had ordered the heavy machine gun: "Hit the firepower point in the watchtower."

Before he could finish speaking, the Japanese machine gun had already been extinguished.

Then, there were two consecutive gunshots, and three Japanese soldiers fell from the high watchtower.

Now, the Japanese firepower on the high ground was extinguished.

When