The battle only lasted for three minutes, and a full Japanese team and two Type 92 heavy tanks went to meet the Amaterasu God with wild ambitions for the common prosperity of Great East Asia.
However, Guo Zixu knew very well that it would be difficult to achieve such a result in the future.
In the future, facing the cannons of the Japanese warships on the Huangpu River and the heavy bombs of the Japanese bomber in the sky, the generation gap of the individual combat weapons he exchanged from the system would be infinitely reduced.
The only way to solve this problem was to continue to eliminate the Japanese and destroy more of them in exchange for more advanced weapons and equipment. Only then could he have the strength to turn the entire situation around.
"My goodness, Battalion Commander, this battle is simply too enjoyable, so satisfying!”
Shen Dalang, who was cleaning up the battlefield, looked at the corpses of the Japanese and the wreckage of the tank that was emitting black smoke. He could not believe that all of this had really happened. A full team of Japanese had been wiped out by the brothers of the guard platoon.
"Brothers, hurry up and clean up the battlefield. This is only the beginning. The real battle is still waiting for us.”
Guo Zixu carried the 88 sniper rifle on his back and looked at the dead student soldier who was covered with a white cloth. He had a childish face, and the beard on his upper lip had just sprouted.
In this land 80 years later, his age was still the treasure of his parents. In the eyes of the teacher, he was a good student who was inexperienced. Perhaps he was thinking about a bright future with his classmates in a bright classroom, or running on the plastic track that was filled with sunlight, or running on the track.
However, in this war-torn era, he, who could have retreated to the rear, abandoned his pen and joined the army. For the sake of his parents and brothers not being enslaved by the Japanese, for the sake of his sisters and lovers not being violated by the Japanese, for the sake of his 400 million compatriots not being slaves of a subjugated country, for the sake of the Chinese nation not being subjugated and exterminated, he resolutely chose to pick up the steel gun in his hand and fight the invaders.
Withering at this age like a flower, he used his young life and hot blood to defend the dignity of this country and nation.
"Company Commander Chen, what's his name?”Guo Zixu silently reached out and closed the eyes of the student soldier who had been sacrificed. He took a white towel and covered his face.
"Battalion Commander, his name is Chen Qilin. He is a private in the guard platoon.”The machine gun company commander, Chen Daqi, replied.
"All the guards, salute the martyrs!”
Under Guo Zixu's command, the 44 soldiers of the guard platoon moved in unison and sent off their fallen comrade with military etiquette.
"Fire the gun and send off our comrade, Chen Qilin.”
Da da da, da, da!
With a series of gunshots, the guards buried the bodies of the martyrs and continued to move quickly toward the Great Yarn Factory.
An hour later, the security platoon arrived at the periphery of the Great Yarn Factory.
The sound of heavy artillery bombardment was getting closer and closer. The landing point of the shell was in the middle of the Great Yarn Factory position. From the explosion sound and explosion range of the shell, Guo Zixu could guess that the caliber of the shell that landed on the position of the 521 Regiment Special Agent Battalion was at least 150 millimeters. It should be fired by the ship-borne heavy artillery cruising on the Huangpu River.
Looking up again, the fighter planes roared in the dark sky. The Japanese aerial forces, who had absolute air superiority, flew over the position without any scruples. They bombarded and sprayed the Dashanchang position repeatedly with heavy artillery. It was as if they had entered an uninhabited land. The defending soldiers, who lacked effective air defense weapons, could only hide in the bunker and take the beating.
"F * ck, the Air Force is useless. How can they let the Japanese planes fly over our country like this?”
"F * ck, the house is falling down and the walls are collapsing. I heard that the chairman's wife deposited the money she used to buy the plane in the bank to earn interest. If we had a conscience, would our brothers be pressed to the ground by the Japanese plane and not dare to show their faces? We haven't even seen the shadow of the Japanese yet, and we've sacrificed so many of our brothers 'lives for nothing.”
"This is too damn depressing. With such a powerful artillery coverage, I'm afraid the brothers of the special forces battalion have already died for their country.”
The brothers of the guard platoon scattered around to avoid the bombing and shooting of the Japanese planes. At the same time, they cursed the Air Force for being useless, scolded the chairman's wife for being a spendthrift, and worried for the brothers of the special forces battalion.
"Guard platoon, load your bullets and place your guns on your bayonet. Once the gunfire stops, immediately enter the position. The Japanese's assault team will be here soon.”Guo Zixu immediately gave the order to fight.
After truly entering the battlefield of Songhu, Guo Zixu, who had been mentally prepared, could not help but be shocked by the cruelty and brutality of the battlefield.
The battle had already reached its climax, and there were severed limbs everywhere near the camp, and the air was filled with a nauseating smell of blood.
The real battlefield was far crueler than what was simulated in training and imagined.
"Look, the brothers from the Air Force are here!”
Someone shouted, and everyone looked up at the sky to cheer for the Air Force brothers.
On the battlefield, the sounds of heavy artillery bombardment gradually became sparse.
One of the fighter jets exploded in the air after being hit. The other two did not escape but instead collided with the Japanese fighter jets.
There was a constant roar in the sky, and the tracers flew everywhere. The pilot of the national military plane in the upper left sky was hit and piloted the injured plane to crash into a Japanese fighter jet. It instantly turned into two balls of fire in midair, and the wreckage quickly fell with black smoke.
On the battlefield, the brothers felt a sense of sadness.
The only remaining national military plane became more and more brave. In just three rounds of confrontation, it injured three enemy planes. One of them ran away with black smoke, and the other two exploded in the air.
"Brother, good job. Come down and I'll treat you to a drink!”
"Brother, kill the Japanese. Kill one and earn back the capital. Kill two and earn one.”
The brothers of the security platoon shouted to cheer for the air force in the sky. They didn't care if he could hear them or not. They roared desperately to vent the anger in their hearts.
The two Japanese fighter jets that had already flown away saw this and turned their heads around. They charged back and prepared to shoot down this Hero fighter jet.
"Hurry up and parachute, brother!"
"Who cares about the plane? Staying alive is more important, brother.”
The brothers on the battlefield shouted anxiously.
Guo Zixu silently put down the sniper rifle in his hand. From the equipment carried by the orderly, he found a single-soldier shoulder-fired portable Vanguard-1 anti-aircraft missile. He carried it on his shoulder and aimed at one of the Japanese planes. Without hesitation, he pressed the launch button.
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