Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 3068 The Fallen Iron Wing of the Empire!
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Under the fierce shelling of the Anti-Japanese Allied Army soldiers, another Japanese warplane was hit by shrapnel from an anti-aircraft gun explosion. The fuselage first shook violently, and then burst into flames.

The fighter jet trailed a long plume of black smoke as it rapidly plummeted toward the ground.

During the fall, parts and debris continued to fall, hitting the ground and kicking up clouds of dust.

"Good fight!"

Cheers erupted from the artillery company, and the soldiers' faces beamed with exhilarating joy.

But their hands did not stop moving at all; they continued to skillfully adjust the cannon muzzle and keep firing into the air.

However, not all Japanese pilots were incompetent, especially since this time, their flight squadron leader had personally led the team.

The Japanese flight squadron leader quickly adjusted tactics, with several fighter planes coordinating to dive down from different angles and use their onboard machine guns to suppress the anti-aircraft artillery fire of the Northeast Anti-Japanese United Army.

Bullets rained down, striking the bunkers around the anti-aircraft guns and sending sparks flying.

"Everyone, be careful!"

The artillery company commander shouted, and at the same time, he lunged at a new recruit, shielding him with his body.

Just then, an aerial bomb came hurtling down and landed squarely on a nearby anti-aircraft gun.

With a deafening roar, the anti-aircraft gun was instantly blasted to pieces.

Fragments of the cannon flew everywhere. A soldier was unable to dodge in time and was struck in the chest by a sharp fragment, causing a large amount of blood to gush out.

An artilleryman ran over to rescue the man, but the middle-aged veteran opened his mouth and ultimately said nothing.

"Old Zhang!"

The young artilleryman held the old soldier's body and called out loudly. But by then, Old Zhang was no longer able to give any response.

Seeing this, the soldier silently wiped the tears from his eyes with the back of his hand, and then continued to fire at the Japanese planes in mid-air, braving the enemy's fierce bombardment.

At this moment, the Japanese soldiers in mid-air also went berserk after losing seven or eight fighter planes in succession.

They constantly changed their flight attitudes, launching a new round of relentless bombardment of the anti-aircraft artillery positions.

One after another, aerial bombs, carrying the scent of death, roared towards the anti-aircraft artillery positions.

The moment it hit the ground, a deafening explosion shook the surrounding air and caused the entire earth to tremble.

The explosion sent flames shooting into the sky, instantly engulfing everything around it.

The blazing flames rolled and leaped wildly, turning everything in their path to ashes.

The powerful shockwave spread wildly outwards from the point of impact of the bomb, like a surging tide.

Wherever it passed, the anti-aircraft gun bunkers were mercilessly overturned, and earth and rocks flew everywhere like snowflakes, drawing messy arcs in the air.

Some smaller ammunition boxes and debris were swept into the air by the shockwave, burning and exploding in the flames, triggering a series of explosions that plunged the entire anti-aircraft artillery position into chaos and a sea of ​​fire.

But faced with such a terrifying explosion, the Anti-Japanese Allied Army soldiers showed no fear or hesitation.

After a brief pause, they quickly threw themselves back into the battle, continuing to operate the remaining anti-aircraft guns, spitting out angry flames at the Japanese warplanes that were swarming like locusts in the sky.

The shells whistled through the sky, carrying with them the boundless rage of the Anti-Japanese Allied Army soldiers, and hurtled towards the Japanese warplanes.

In an instant, the sky was ablaze with fire, and explosions rang out incessantly. Japanese warplanes were hit one after another under such intense artillery fire and anti-aircraft machine gun fire.

The sky was filled with Japanese warplanes billowing thick smoke.

The Japanese flight squadron leader's heart bled as he watched the scene unfold before him. These were all newly deployed fighter jets, and in just half an hour, they had lost twelve of them.

"Retreat, retreat quickly!"

The Japanese flight squadron leader quickly ordered a retreat. This time, they were only launching a probing attack, not a desperate fight against the anti-Japanese brigade.

Under the orders of the Japanese flight squadron leader, the Japanese pilots fled in disarray, like stray dogs.

In this battle, the Japanese not only lost twelve fighter planes, but also captured a Japanese pilot who had parachuted.

It's a bit of a pity that he was fine when he was captured, but in the blink of an eye, the Japanese pilot had a bloody hole in his head.

He ignored Duanwu and went to visit the soldiers of the artillery company.

In this battle, the artillery unit suffered seven dead and eight wounded, and lost three anti-aircraft machine guns and one anti-aircraft gun, which can be considered a great victory.

Duanwu was very satisfied with the results. After all, the Japanese planes were in the air and held air superiority.

Duanwu immediately ordered the wounded soldiers to be sent to the hospital for treatment. He also transferred some soldiers to assist the artillery in reinforcing the anti-aircraft gun fortifications.

However, at that moment, Ma Ping'an came over and whispered in Duanwu's ear, "The Japanese spies have made a move. That guy named Zhuzi just went to make contact with the Japanese outside the base. And they are inquiring about the whereabouts of the Soviet weapons and equipment."

Duanwu nodded and said, "Let them make a fuss for now. Once the Japanese devils in Songyuan make a move, we'll send them to meet their Amaterasu Omikami."

Ma Ping'an nodded and then went to make the arrangements according to Duanwu's instructions.

Meanwhile, Duanwu was pondering the Japanese devils' next move.

Judging from the intensity of the air raid just now, this was probably just a probing attack. The Japanese are not planning to launch a full-scale offensive immediately.

Moreover, according to Ma Ping'an's intelligence, the Japanese are eyeing his weapons.

This is a very tricky matter. For the time being, Duanwu doesn't want to deal with these Japanese spies, but they are eyeing his arms.

Although Duanwu hid the weapons very well, he didn't want the Japanese to keep eyeing them.

He felt it was time to weaken the overall strength of the Japanese spies on the periphery, so that even if they knew where the weapons were, they wouldn't have the ability to blow them up.

However, he lacked a catalyst, a chance for the Japanese to make a mistake.

However, at that moment, an Anti-Japanese Allied Army soldier ran up and reported: "Reporting to the battalion commander, there is a man outside the camp who says his name is Li Ru and he has come to join us!"

Upon hearing Li Ru's name, Duanwu burst into laughter: "This kid, he finally managed to escape. Quickly, call him in."

"Yes!"

The soldier accepted the order and left. Not long after, a disheveled and dirty-faced doctor named Li Ru was brought before Duanwu.

Looking at the disheveled Li Ru, Duanwu teased, "Doctor Li, what happened to you? Did you fall into a ditch?"

Li Ru said angrily, "Don't even mention it, I was careless. I had already continued to lie low, but who would have thought that the Japanese would suddenly bring in a reconnaissance vehicle. My radio signal was picked up, and I was trapped inside the house, almost unable to escape!"