Shen Dalang, the platoon leader of the artillery platoon, looked at the cannons with their barrels burning blue. His heart ached, but he still resolutely carried out Guo Zixu's order. He left only one rocket launcher to break through the encirclement and buried the rest of the abandoned barrels with booby traps. As long as the Japanese moved, they would explode.
At this moment, he was following closely behind Guo Zixu. Behind him were ten soldiers carrying anti-aircraft missiles.
Guo Zixu looked at the foggy sky with a serious expression, hoping that his judgment was correct.
Sure enough, after receiving Takeuchi Renzo's distress message, the base camp responded immediately. Two Type Zero fighter jets escorted ten bomber planes slowly into the sky above Zhabei. For the sake of a small position like the Great Yarn Mill, the Japanese actually sent out an air formation. It was enough to show the status of the Takeuchi Renzo family in the base camp.
As the Battle of Songhu entered its later stages, the national army's air force had already been completely depleted. As a result, the Japanese's air force was unrestrained in the air. Fighter pilots and bomber pilots kept their planes extremely low, almost brushing past the edge of the tall buildings.
Two fighter jets flew over at low altitude, firing and bombing our positions without restraint. Ten bomber planes slowly approached with heavy bombs.
On the other side, Takeuchi Renzo was hiding in a thick bunker and looking at the sky with his binoculars. When the aerial formation appeared, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
" Suoga, order, three infantry squadrons to enter battle positions. The tank squadron to enter battle positions. Once the air force's aerial bombing is over, immediately fire mustard gas bombs at the opposite position. Then, the tank squadron will take the lead to attack. The infantry squadron will use the tanks as cover and charge!”
At this moment, Takeuchi Renzo seemed to have seen the scene of the Rising Sun Flag fluttering in the opposite camp. Rows of Chinese soldiers knelt in front of the camp, and their ugly heads were chopped off by the warriors of the Empire.
Originally, these heavy bombs were reserved for the base camp to bomb the Chinese capital. The three months of the Battle of Shanghai had already wiped out the main forces of the national army, but today, the Takeuchi United suffered a cruel retaliation.
Therefore, Takeuchi Renzo mixed in his personal hatred and described the Special Agent Battalion of only a hundred people as two German Machinists. This made the headquarters determined to send ten bomber planes and use the few heavy bombs in stock to assist in the battle.
In the sky, on the leading plane of the Japanese's aerial formation, the pilot Sasaki was chatting with his wingman, Mitsumoto Ichiki. They spoke in a relaxed manner and the atmosphere was cheerful.
"Mr. Samhon, after this mission, I'll take you to Seoul. I have some good sake in the bar there. Also, the director of the comfort station there is a distant relative of mine. Recently, a new batch of Korean women has been recruited. All of them have thin waists and beautiful legs ~"
"Ha Yi, Sasaki, is what you said true? That's really something I yearn for. I can't wait to return.”
"It's all that old bastard Takeuchi Renzo's fault. He couldn't even handle a few Chinese pigs and still needed to use heavy bombs. I don't know what those old things at the base were thinking. You even delayed my drinking and dancing time.”
"Sasaki-kun, don't complain anymore. Who asked us not to be born into a family of generals? Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's hurry up and put down the bomb. At the same time, call Suzuki-kun. He likes Korean women the most. Let him buy wine!”
"Ha Yi, look at Suzuki-kun. He can't wait any longer. The plane's nose is about to pierce into the Chinese's position.”
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Guo Zixu was lying motionlessly on the sandbag in front of the trench. He looked at the approaching Japanese bomber and immediately ordered,"
"Everyone, carry the anti-air missiles on your shoulders. Platoon Leader Shen will be in charge of the first formation's aircraft, and I will be in charge of the second formation's aircraft.”
"Three."
"Two."
"One."
"Fire!"
In the sky, Sasaki and Ichiki Mihon were still chatting.
"Mr. Mitsumoto, look, what happened to Mr. Suzuki's plane? Not good, there's an anti-air cannon!”
Sasaki's screams were broken when he saw the anti-air missiles with flaming tails. Dozens of high-speed missiles suddenly appeared, as if they had eyes, and each of them was chasing after a plane.
Then, Sasaki witnessed the scene of the first formation's bomber exploding in front of him. Along with the heavy bombs, dazzling mushroom-shaped flames bloomed in the air.
He adjusted the aircraft at the first moment and perfectly avoided the pursuit of the Vanguard No. 1 anti-aircraft missile. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw from the rearview mirror that the shell that was originally avoided had turned around as if it had eyes and exploded after hitting the tail of the aircraft.
In the last second of his life, Sasaki's mind was filled with the images of Sake and the Korean woman in Korea, as well as the anti-aircraft missile that he didn't even know how to turn before he died.
"Yeah, I hit a Japanese plane.”
"He hit it!"
On the battlefield, the soldiers of the special forces battalion who used portable air defense missiles for the first time cheered.
At the adjacent garrison position, the soldiers who had originally entered the anti-cannon pit heard the continuous explosions in the air. They boldly poked their heads out to take a look. The Japanese plane had actually exploded in the air. The camp immediately became restless.
For a moment, the powerful fighting will and firepower actually stunned the Japanese on the opposite side.
Takeuchi Renzo never dreamed that the aerial formation that requested support would explode without even dropping a bomb. The Chinese defenders on the opposite side had indeed been replaced by elite troops with anti-aircraft artillery.
The battlefield was changing rapidly. Takeuchi Renzo had no time to think about how to explain to the base camp the fact that an aviation formation had been completely wiped out. He immediately ordered the full use of poison gas bombs, mustard gas bombs.
He had a strong premonition that if he did not seize the opportunity to launch the poison gas bomb, the new defenders on the other side would definitely launch a fierce counter-charge, and his Takeuchi United's position might be broken through.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The sharp sound of air being torn apart was the sound of the poisonous gas bombs fired by mortars cutting through the sky.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
With a burst of explosions, bright yellow smoke began to spread across the national army's position.
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