The country is broken

The four Japanese fighter jets that bypassed the blocking position still broke through Fan Guowen's Maxim fire blockade, only two of them dragged out a few faint smoke tails, made a few panicked evasive Z-shaped movements, and barely kept up with the formation again. , even though he was out of the accurate killing range, he was slightly injured in the rain scattered after he deviated from the original path.

There was another howl from the Japanese position, a new charge formation was being formed, and just now, the remaining four enemy planes came back again after the throw.

On the battlefield, soldiers do not have the right to grieve for their comrades in arms. Except for some recruits, most of the living people in the Eighth Route Army's blocking positions did not show a trace of sadness on their faces. People were separated forever, and the fighters still fighting in the three regiments silently and quickly adjusted the distribution of troops in the blocking position, consciously making up for the gap in the defense line caused by the bombing of Japanese enemy planes.Blood debts are paid in blood, and the spirit of the martyrs in heaven can only be comforted by tearing the enemy apart with military thorns and spears.

In the direction of the retreat of the Eighth Route Army headquarters behind the position, it seems that the sharp whistling sound of the Japanese planes when they dive, the huge explosion of the aviation bombs, and the intensive anti-aircraft machine gun fire into the air, the three regiments can do nothing but rely on the guards The guard-level formed armed forces transferred from the headquarters to carry out anti-air countermeasures.

The blocking formation of the third regiment has already caught fire with the Japanese army who launched another charge, and the sound of guns and explosions surrounded by gunpowder smoke once again occupied the positions affected by the war. [

The four enemy planes flying back dropped their bombs, and their speed became even faster. While the formation was aiming at the Eighth Route Army's position and diving, the machine guns on both sides of the fuselage fired two fire snakes towards the third regiment's position, exploding continuously. The pillars of dust plowed repeatedly on the three regiments' positions, and the clear and audible howls chased the dodging Eighth Route Army soldiers on the ground like death. There were many casualties, and a large-caliber machine gun with a diameter of more than [-] mm blasted a blood hole in the human body that was nearly the size of a bowl.

In a rage, Fan Guowen pulled Maxim and aimed at the enemy planes raging in the sky, "F*ck, go to hell." Fan Guowen was so stupid, it was a waste of money, and he didn't even stop an enemy plane. , It was a great shame and humiliation for him.

As if he had fallen into a crazy state of madness due to anger, Fan Guowen looked at Maxim, who weighed more than a hundred, but seemed to be as light as an object. Standing in the machine gun bunker, he kept moving his body to trigger the machine gun, angrily The flames shot out tightly locked the scurrying enemy planes.

A Japanese fighter plane was bitten by Fan Guowen's Diyu.He only had time to make a few evasive moves in the air before the left and right wings were blown off, and he fell heavily on the ground, blasting into metal fragments all over the sky.

Discovering that there was a firepower point on the ground that could threaten him, the other three enemy planes roared back and came back. The Japanese fighter pilots were also irritated by the crazy counterattack on the ground, and one of them rushed directly to Fan Guowen's In the heavy machine gun position, two pillars of dust rushed towards Fan Guowen from far to near.

"***, come on, let's go one-on-one! ~Let's see who will see first." Fan Guowen, who had entered a state of complete ecstasy, roared and pulled the machine gun.Without hesitation, it launched a confrontation with the rushing enemy plane.

"Squad leader! Hide!" Xiaohu, who was in charge of reconnaissance and confession, pulled Fan Guowen.Fan Guowen didn't even look at him, "Get out!~ Don't bother me" as if he was possessed, Fan Guowen didn't know where the strength came from.He directly kicked Xiaohu out of the bunker.

"Squad leader!~" Xiaohu cried and wanted to rush back, but was dragged away by several Eighth Route Army soldiers nearby.

"Guo Wen is flashing!" Li Wei saw that Fan Guowen's machine gun position in the distance was pinned down by Japanese fighter jets, and his blood was about to freeze. One was in the sky and the other was on the ground. The opponent poured all his firepower.

In just a split second, the fighter jets in the air were blown up into a ball of fire, while the position of the Maxim machine gun was hit by a subsequent wave of rain, causing a cloud of smoke to burst out.

"I'll blow your lungs!~" Li Wei twisted the muscles on his face, not knowing who he was cursing.

Li Wei grabbed the Eighth Route Army cap on his head and threw it somewhere, shouting: "Damn it! Squad [-]. Prepare for the air gun battle."

"Yes!~" Guo Wei, Sun Yuzhi, Ding Hong, Zhuang Dongrong, and Tang Shaoming immediately leaned over from the nearby bunker, stood together and followed Li Wei's raised rifle to the air, aiming at the Japanese enemy plane in the air.

A neat row of rain directly fired at the enemy planes, but they were missed. A squad with only six guns still had limited air-to-air coverage, but more anti-aircraft gun formations gathered nearby. After the recruits tried out, the soldiers in the old trial platoon had already taught this tactic of using collective force to effectively attack air targets. A group of more than ten people spontaneously lined up and fired in the air.

The two Japanese fighter jets, noticing that something was wrong, quickly pulled up the fuselage and began to climb.Groups of neat screens passed dangerously by the side of the fuselage, but they were still within the maximum range of the Bayi-type rifle at a low altitude of nearly a thousand meters from the ground. Zi Dangkong, who came to bring the hatred of the three regiments of soldiers, was smashed into a colander, exploded into two balls of flames, and fell into the charging Japanese infantry team.

The gunpowder smoke dispersed on the position of the Maxim heavy machine gun, and suddenly there was a cloud of smoke and dust, and there was a ghostly cry that almost frightened the soldiers of the nearby Eighth Route Army: "Haha, you **** little Japan can't beat me to death! Haha Haha! ~~~~~~"

"What are you talking about, ghost! Why don't you die!" A grenade was thrown into the heavy machine gun position, and Fan Guowen screamed strangely and was thrown back. Of course, the safety of the grenade was not opened.

Although Li Wei was angry, the smile on his face did not diminish. Fan Guowen's life was really hard enough, so he didn't hang up like this.

"Boss, you don't have to curse me like that." Fan Guowen wailed, covering his forehead, and suddenly screamed: "The guy I eat, the damn plane, broke my beloved Maxim, ****!~ "Fan Guowen raised his middle finger towards the sky. [

It seems that the confrontation with the enemy plane is not a complete victory. Although Fan Guowen's people are fine, the Maxim heavy machine gun was disabled, and the firepower of the third regiment was greatly reduced out of thin air. Weapons are the second life of soldiers. Cursing at the sky with mixed Chinese and English cursing from his hair, without the machine gun, his position as the monitor of the machine gun squad is considered in vain.

"Damn, I'm going crazy!" Gu Yue, the head of the third regiment, watched as the soldiers on the blockade repelled many large-scale attacks by the Japanese army. The regiment's blocking position has been lost in many places, and Gu Yue is anxious to fidget. If this continues, the third regiment may follow in the footsteps of the previous blocking troops.

Head Gu glanced at the busy staff in the temporary headquarters of the Third Regiment, and shouted: "Jia Yao, please urge the headquarters again, when will the reinforcements arrive?" At the moment, the lives of the Third Regiment are simply being used to fill the position ah.

"Yes!" Chen Jiayao, who was guarding the radio station, didn't turn her head back, she was still pressing the telegraph button nervously. The original telegraph operator was unfortunately killed in the previous round of enemy air strikes, and she had to replace the telegraph operator. work.

However, due to the Japanese army's large-scale attack on the anti-Japanese revolutionary base areas, the telegraph communication in various places fell into a busy state, and several telegraph machines at the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army were always unable to be contacted intermittently.

"Yes! Haha, there is a reaction!" Chen Jiayao held the earphone tightly and listened nervously. The temporary command center suddenly fell silent, and everyone moved lightly. No one dared to disturb this time. Valuable instructions from superiors.

Listening to the intermittent long and short signals, "Number confirmation passed! Verification passed!" Chen Jiayao suddenly exclaimed in surprise, while listening, she dictated the order to decrypt the superior's return.

"Come on, the superior ordered..." Suddenly Chen Jiayao's joyful face froze and quickly turned gloomy.Seeing that her expression was not normal, Political Commissar Wang, who was accompanying her, said anxiously: "Jia Yao, what's wrong!? Keep talking!"

"The superior said that because of the tense fighting in each division, except for a small number of nearby militiamen who will come to support us, there are no troops to come to support us anymore. The superior hopes that we can resolutely stop the enemy and wait for the superior to move safely before withdrawing from the blocking position. .”

"It's over! ~ The third regiment is going to confess here." Political commissar Wang was shocked, his face was pale, and if his crumbling body hadn't been supported by regimental leader Gu in time, he would have almost fallen over.

"Old Zheng! ~I'm sorry for you!~" Political Commissar Wang was almost beating his chest with grief and indignation, making the eye sockets of others wet. The Third Regiment can be regarded as being brought up by Political Commissar Wang and the former regiment leader Zheng Shuwen from the era of the Red Army of Workers and Peasants Family background, with deeper feelings.

Although Head Gu has taken over the Third Regiment for more than two years, he has formed a deep relationship with Political Commissar Wang. He supported him and persuaded him: "Old Wang, a man bleeds but does not shed tears. For the safety of the superiors, we must spare no effort. Stop the enemy at all costs!"

"Damn it, then fuck him! Tell the soldiers, this time we will show the devils what a deadly battle is!" Political Commissar Wang, who is usually approachable in speech and actions, wiped away his tears, and his tone was full of An unusually cold killing intent.

Sometimes at the critical moment when a strong man cuts his wrist, Political Commissar Wang can still distinguish the safety of the Third Regiment and the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army.

Gu Yue nodded and said: "Okay! Let's go all out!"

The sky above the position turned dark, and the fighting during the day exhausted both the enemy and the enemy. The cooking team brought Chinese burgers to the position, and the main food and side dishes were steamed buns with white noodles and beef sandwiched together.

The news of the battle to the death with the enemy was issued from the regiment headquarters, but the soldiers did not react too much. The sacrifice of their comrades in the battle made the soldiers' hatred. They didn't mind whether to retreat or not. At the beginning of the establishment of the regiment, it started by fighting more with less, and it was no worse than the Japanese devils who were nearly ten times as much.