Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2724 Angry Markov!

Just as the black troops led by Duanwu were dealing with the Masano Brigade north of Phoenix City, the Anti-Japanese Battalion’s base was once again hit by the Japanese air raid.

When a dazzling searchlight broke through the darkness, dozens of black dots quickly approached on the distant skyline - they were the Japanese bomber formation.

They were ordered to bomb the guerrilla positions repeatedly, regardless of the cost.

This is the energy of Kujo Miyakita and the determination of the Japanese military headquarters in Chuncheng and Fengtian.

They have seen the horror of the Anti-Japanese Brigade. If they are allowed to grow, they will inevitably become a serious threat.

In addition, this time it was Kujo Miyakita who was in command, so they were very willing to give face to the Kujo family.

So the Japanese bomber formation went back to rest and then attacked again.

The alarm in the base suddenly sounded, instantly breaking the silence of the night.

The soldiers were awakened from their sleep, and almost driven by instinct, they grabbed their weapons and rushed to their respective combat posts.

The muzzles of the anti-aircraft guns were quickly raised and pointed towards the sky, and the machine gun positions were quickly arranged and everything was ready.

"Ready to fight!"

The voice of Gao Dazhuang, the commander of the artillery position, echoed in the night.

The first enemy plane came into range, and Gao Dazhuang decisively ordered: "Fire!"

In an instant, several tongues of fire cut through the night sky, and the shells whistled angrily towards the enemy planes.

At the same time, the machine gun positions on the ground also began firing, and the laser bullets formed a huge firepower network under the cover of night, attempting to block the attack of enemy aircraft.

But the Japanese fighter planes were extremely cunning. They performed flexible evasive maneuvers in the air to avoid attacks from anti-aircraft fire.

However, just when the two sides were in a stalemate, Gao Dazhuang personally took over a cannon.

He operated the anti-aircraft gun skillfully, and every shot was extremely accurate. Two consecutive shells hit the target, and a Japanese bomber was directly hit, exploding into a huge fireball in the air.

Another fighter plane was damaged, with fire on its wings. It turned around in the air and fled to the southwest.

Under the leadership of Gao Dazhuang, the anti-aircraft artillery position shot down several enemy planes in succession, winning the garrison a precious breathing space.

But the battle was far from over at this time. More Japanese fighter planes joined the battle, flying in formation in the air, covering each other, trying to break through the anti-aircraft firepower network of the Anti-Japanese Battalion.

However, under Gao Dazhuang's command, the anti-aircraft artillery and machine gun positions quickly changed their tactics, and the firepower network in the sky also changed again and again.

The fighting was very fierce, especially at the anti-aircraft machine gun positions.

In order to accurately hit the target with their bombs, the Japanese even flew at low altitude and strafed the machine gun positions.

At the same time, the scene at late evening was reproduced at the machine gun position. Machine gunner Xiao Wang, with an anti-aircraft machine gun, actually clamped down on three Japanese fighter planes.

Facing the enemy planes' strafing, he was not afraid at all. He kept pulling the trigger and forced back one enemy plane after another.

But just after the three Japanese fighter planes were forced to retreat, Xiao Wang discovered that two bloody holes had appeared on his chest at some point.

Xiao Wang gave a miserable laugh and slowly fell down.

At this time, his comrades around him saw this and quickly helped him up, calling out loudly: "Xiao Wang, Xiao Wang?"

Xiao Wang opened his eyes slightly, still smiling as he said, "The devils were, I beat them away."

"Well, you beat the devils away."

The soldiers around nodded heavily.

But in fact, the battle was not over at all, the enemy's planes were still roaring in the sky, but Xiao Wang could no longer hear them. The soldiers cried because Xiao Wang was the youngest among them, only 18 years old.

What a good age, but at this moment, he closed his eyes forever.

The soldiers were completely enraged. They picked up their machine guns one after another, whether they were anti-aircraft machine guns, light machine guns, or heavy machine guns, and fired into the air.

At this time, Markov and Vladimir were also about to join the battle in anger, but were forcibly pulled away by several soldiers.

They were guests of the Anti-Japanese Brigade, and they were originally intended to be evacuated together with the wounded and the baggage train.

But they insisted on staying to observe and learn.

But when faced with the sacrifice of so many anti-Japanese fighters, both familiar and unfamiliar to them, and their capture and imprisonment by the Japanese, their anger was aroused, so they came and asked to join the war.

However, how could the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces allow these two people to join the war?

They are important international friends, and their weapons and equipment have not arrived yet, so it is even more impossible to let them take the risk alone.

Markov was once again moved. He returned to his residence, picked up the radio, and sent a message to the general in grief and anger:

"General! I'm Markov.

At this moment, I am at the base of the Chinese Anti-Japanese Brigade and have witnessed a shocking and infuriating battle. I urgently need to report this emergency to you and request your attention and support.

The anti-Japanese brigade here is suffering from fierce air attacks by Japanese bomber formations, and the enemy's bombs are pouring down on this heroic land like a storm.

I witnessed this brutal battle with my own eyes. Although the anti-Japanese soldiers were poorly equipped, they fought a desperate battle with the enemy planes with firm belief and tenacious will.

Among them, a young machine gunner, who was only 18 years old, faced the strafing of three enemy planes alone with an anti-aircraft machine gun until he died heroically.

His sacrifice broke the hearts of all the soldiers present, and also made me, a foreign observer, deeply saddened and angry.

General, you must know that the Japanese army's actions have far exceeded the scope of war. They are using massacres and bombings to destroy the will of a nation. This is a blatant challenge to human civilization.

As an observer from the Soviet Union, I feel a great sense of responsibility.

Our two countries have always maintained a deep friendship and cooperation and are jointly committed to safeguarding world peace and justice.

Therefore, I implore you, General, to pay attention to this battle and provide the necessary military assistance and support to the Anti-Japanese Brigade.

At the same time, I also hope to convey a message through this telegram: here, there is a brave anti-Japanese team, they are fighting for the liberation and freedom of the nation. Their sacrifice and persistence deserve the respect and support of all of us.

General, I firmly believe that only when we unite and face challenges together can we defeat evil and safeguard peace.

Finally, I would like to explain one thing to you. The night before yesterday, Vladimir and I were admiring the moon when we were kidnapped by the Japanese.

Not only did they beat Vladimir and me, they also humiliated us, saying that we Soviets were a bunch of trash and that they would sooner or later turn the Soviet Union into their Japanese colony.

And China is the best outcome for us, the Soviet Union.

They also wanted to chop off our heads as a tribute to the Japanese who died in the Zhanggufeng area.

If it weren't for the captain of the Anti-Japanese Brigade, Comrade Qi Dabing, who risked his life to rescue us from the Japanese, I'm afraid Vladimir and I would never have been able to return to our motherland.

Although my personal honor and disgrace are small, the Japanese are indeed too arrogant.

Therefore, I request you to take action as soon as possible to provide necessary assistance and support to the Independent Battalion directly under the First Army of the Northeast Anti-Japanese Allied Forces which is still fighting in the Northeast.

Signed: Markov

complete!."

(End of this chapter)