2:33.
The bloody battle continued. Takeuchi deployed two brigades to attack Banshanshi, but the Sichuan-Yu coalition forces refused to give in. The guard battalion and the special agent battalion of the Yu division had entered the battlefield, and the two companies of the third battalion of the Sichuan regiment were also at the forefront.
"The machine gunner's attention is diverted. People in front should not get together and spread out!"
There were three or five little Japs in front of him who had already rushed to the position. Fan Xiangwu quickly reached out with his rifle and fired out all the bullets. The two little Japs in the front row were hit by him. The Japanese soldiers around them quickly lay on the ground and raised their rifles to fight back.
As soon as Garland's empty magazine popped out, he lay down again. As expected, the sandbag above his head was immediately greeted by a burst of Japanese fire.
"Puff puff……"
"Bah! His grandma's little devils are getting more and more."
After spitting out the mud in his mouth, Fan Xiangwu loaded another magazine. He had killed countless little Japs, but the Japanese troops in front rushed over like a wave.
"Let's go!"
Hong Mu next to him casually threw a grenade out. Taking advantage of the cover of the exploding sand, he aimed at the positions of the Japanese soldiers and threw the second grenade forcefully.
"boom!"
The grenade drew an arc and was accurately thrown to the hiding place of the little Japs. The M24 German wooden-handled grenade was famous for its explosive power. The three Japanese soldiers were blown into the air.
Fan Xiangwu glanced at Hong Mu, who was winking at him and looking silly.
"Old Hong, why don't you go down and take a rest?" Looking at the two blood stains on Hong Mu's ears, Fan Xiangwu was also very worried.
"What did you say? Louder!"
Hong Mu shouted loudly. His eardrums were probably shattered by the shock wave and loud noise of the bombing just now. It was difficult to hear other people's voices clearly even if they were not far away.
Sigh... Fan Xiangwu sighed. Just when Fan Xiangwu wanted to lean over and talk to him, the Japanese fighter planes in the sky flew over again. He was so frightened that he shouted: "Hide! The Japanese planes are coming again!"
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang...!"
The planes roared past, leaving a long string of fiery snakes on the ground.
…
Since the battle, all units have suffered heavy losses. The two battalions of the Yu Division's 1st Regiment were completely defeated. The heavy machine gun company of the 3rd Battalion of the Sichuan Army suffered all casualties, and the Japanese army also dropped eight or nine hundred weapons in front of the position. corpse.
The battlefield was filled with gunpowder smoke. Fan Xiangwu and He Shuguang led their respective teams to guard both sides of the mid-mountain rock. They gave up their most forward positions and continued to block the Japanese attack with the support of the huge boulder mountain col in the middle.
On the river behind, rafts and kayaks continued to shuttle between the two banks. The injured soldiers were briefly bandaged on the west bank and then sent back to the east bank. In addition to the medical team, soldiers from the company's transport battalion also joined in the rescue of the wounded.
"Master Yu, let the second main force cross the river."
"Okay, I'll make arrangements right now."
Seeing that the battle situation on the west bank was unfavorable, Liao Mingyu prepared to send the second regiment of the Yu Division to the other side to serve as backup to replace the first regiment that suffered heavy casualties.
Yu Xiaoqing's heart was bleeding. In a short time, more than half of his first main force was killed and wounded, and the terrifying aerial bombs almost pried open the well-prepared position. If the support from behind hadn't arrived in time, the entire mid-mountain stone position would still have been lost. If you don't keep it warm, the little devil will take it back.
But the three Falcon fighter planes were still hovering overhead, and from time to time they would swoop down and shoot at the position, causing a lot of casualties to them, which also made the soldiers below feel itchy with hatred.
"What's wrong, Takeuchi? Why don't you keep fighting? Your grandpa and I are so lonely on the top of the mountain. Please call your shrimp soldiers and crab generals to come up and die!"
While the two sides were still fighting to the death in the blood, that mean voice suddenly came from the top of the mountain:
"My soldiers just reported to me, saying that they were embarrassed for not saying hello to you after fighting for so long. Please wait a moment and come one by one."
"Ahem... Takeuchi Renshan, you bastard who chops off your head, I call you Sage Banban!"
"The bastard's lid is dripping with Xiao Dongyang! I'm mad at your mother, don't..."
"Hahaha, grandpas, don't stop, keep scolding like this."
Long Wenwen held his stomach and laughed evilly. It didn't matter whether Takeuchi understood it or not, but all kinds of swear words came out of the tree fort in an endless stream.
The purpose was to break his mentality and make Takeuchi lose his mind and continue to send troops to storm the tree fort, thereby reducing the pressure on the regiment commander on the frontal battlefield.
In the Japanese military headquarters, Takeuchi Renshan sat on a stool without saying a word. Even Chief of Staff Yoshino next to him was blushing. Although he couldn't understand what the Chinese people were yelling at, he looked at the expression of the commander. I knew that was definitely not a good thing to say.
"Order the Fourth Brigade to fire on me and knock out the loudspeaker! The troops attacking Banshan Rock will increase their intensity and end this meaningless battle as soon as possible. I will cut the people on the top of the mountain into thousands of pieces!!"
"Hey, Waka will go to West University immediately."
As an excellent commander, Takeuchi knew that the more he was in an extremely angry situation, the less likely he would be able to act on impulse. Reason told him that he had been fooled once just now and could never do it a second time.
But it is necessary to vent one's anger. The Fourth Brigade pulled out two infantry cannons and fired shells at the tree fort non-stop.
The crackling sound of gunfire echoed through the top of the mountain again, but Long Wenwen looked down upon the Japanese army's loud and quiet behavior. But seeing that the old devil was not fooled, he had to start thinking of other ways.
The three Falcons had fired all the bullets on the planes and were preparing to return. At this time, four P40s led by Jamie also flew over the Nujiang River.
"There are three enemy planes down below. Gentlemen, deal with them quickly!" Jamie picked up the radio and told his comrades.
"receive."
The four P40s immediately began to dive downwards, but the three Falcons did not know it. They were flying at low altitude and were still complacent about the massacre they had just committed on the ground.
Buzzing…
The roar of the aircraft engine sounded behind them, and the lead pilot finally realized that something was wrong, but the roaring P40 fighter jet quickly approached them.
"Nani? Quickly evade!"
It's too late!
"Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump...!" The fighter plane behind sprayed out several bullets, dragging the bright projectiles and beating the thin-skinned Falcon beyond recognition. In an instant, three balls of fire appeared in the sky.
There was a Japanese pilot who successfully parachuted out. Just as he was sighing at his good luck as if he had survived the disaster, the four P40s turned around and pounced on him again.
Although shooting a parachuting pilot is an extremely inhumane act, little devils do this kind of thing all the time. How could Jamie, as an old rival, tolerate this guy alive and well?
"Kill him!"
The Japanese pilot who opened his parachute bag was like a leaf in the strong wind, unable to escape their hunting. After several consecutive impacts of the P40, no complete human body could be seen under the broken parachute.
After taking care of these three enemy planes, Jamie immediately flew over Nantianmen.
The little devils below thought that their plane was back again, but little did they know that the same massacre would be waiting for them.
"Thump thump thump thump thump thump...!"
"Whoosh whoosh...Puff! Puff! Puff!"
Without any courtesy, the four P40s fired mercilessly at the charging Japanese soldiers. Several ballistic lines splashed on the ground, and the little Japanese soldiers on the way were beaten to pieces, which was horrific.
"Retreat! Retreat!" The Japanese captain hurriedly called for the soldiers to retreat. Under the attack of enemy planes, the already declining offensive end was even worse. How could he be asked to fight now?
During the fierce battle, the soldiers all cheered excitedly when they saw this scene. Relieve your anger! They had been beaten so badly by those Japanese planes just now, and now they could finally have a taste of this.
Liao Mingyu on the riverside finally breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately asked the communications soldiers to connect to the public radio channel and thanked them anyway.
"Hello, is that you Wesker?"
After a while, the long-lost voice came from the intercom: "Hey, my dear friend, how are you?"
"Jamie!? Why are you here?"
Liao Mingyu was surprised when he saw one of the P40 fighters in front of him quickly raise its altitude and perform a maneuvering roll in the air, as if to show off his flying skills.
"Haha, It's me! I told you, I will definitely come when you need help!"
