"What's the sound outside?"
"It looks like it's a plane. It can't be done. How can we, the little Japs, mobilize troops like this?"
Long Wenwen and others, who were originally preparing for a decisive battle in the warehouse, were instantly confused. They were whispering to each other and had no idea what was going on outside.
"No...explosion! It came from the west."
Meng Fanglia exclaimed, there were not only the roar of fighter planes outside, but also fierce explosions, which obviously did not look like support from enemy fighter planes.
"Kaima! Take someone out to see what's going on..."
"Zizzi..."
Before Long Wenwen could say anything, the small radio communication station on the nearby communications soldier suddenly rang with electrical noise.
Everyone looked at him with doubts. Who else would contact them at this time? The latter also quickly turned up the volume on the radio.
"Z...d troops, this is the arc light team of the 9th Allied Flying Group, do you copy?"
A series of words came out in English. Everyone, look at me and see if you don’t understand what the hell this Jili Guala is talking about.
"What kind of bird language is this?"
"Shh! Don't make any noise!"
Meng Fangli pushed away Yao Ma who didn't understand but kept pushing forward, leaned down and listened carefully with his ears raised.
"Repeat, this is the Arclight fighter team. Are there any survivors? Please answer if you receive it."
Meng Fanlai's eyes widened. After he understood the meaning of the sentence, he was so excited that he almost suffocated. He quickly grabbed the walkie-talkie and replied: "What...yes! yes!"
"Oh thank God you are still alive. In five minutes we will conduct a tactical bombing of the Japanese troops below. Please mark the location with smoke grenades, otherwise there is a high risk of accidental damage. Over..."
"OK, I get it!"
Meng Fanglia put down the walkie-talkie and excitedly said to Long Wenwen and others: "Hurry up and find wood, rags and other things that can be burned. If you don't have any, just tear off your clothes. Hurry!"
"Huh? What's the trick?" Long Wenwen looked confused and looked at him with wide eyes in confusion.
After Meng Fangli explained clearly, the soldiers immediately began to take action. They dug out all the burning materials they could find and made several fires distributed in the four corners of the warehouse.
At this time, the Japanese army was too overwhelmed to take care of themselves and had no time to care about them.
"In the end...the artillery brigade was completely destroyed..."
Kimura stared blankly at the thick smoke rising from the artillery position. He was so high-spirited just now, but now he was stunned as if he had lost his soul.
"Please cheer up! Your Excellency, Chief of Staff, we still need your command in the next battle!" Major ran over and supported him.
I could see four fighter planes circling eagerly above me. Anti-aircraft weapons were in short supply. The train station was still flat and there were no trees to cover it. Even if I wasn't being used as a target, it would be a waste to fight.
Kimura came back to his senses and quickly called for the Japanese troops to move to the woods to the north, but how could the fighter plane above give them another chance.
"Jamie, did you see that? They're in your ten o'clock direction."
Wesker stared closely at the station below. Several smoke pillars slowly rose from the southwest corner, and the firelight also illuminated half of the station.
"All right, everyone's attention, attack from the right in one minute, remember to avoid that area, over!"
"receive……"
Seeing the fighter planes approaching, many little Japs actually raised their weapons and shot into the sky. However, Jamie and the others simply ignored this overestimating behavior and quickly controlled the aircraft to adjust its altitude, continuing to move from west to east. The fleeing Japanese troops pounced.
Phew…
boom! boom! boom……
The fighter planes flew across the sky at high speed, and at the same time dropped 8 aerial bombs at a relatively dense area of ground troops.
Pillars of smoke and dust rose from the ground, and the violent air waves strangled those khaki figures one by one like rolling leaves. Although the Japanese army had tried their best to disperse the formation, each 125 kilogram aerial bomb would still take away countless small ones. Devil.
In addition to high-explosive bombs, two P40Cs also carried napalm bombs. The sea of fire that poured down was like hell lava, and countless sinful lives were wailing and screaming in it.
The two waves of bombings ended quickly. Sixteen bombs caused a devastating blow to the Japanese army. The little devils who lacked prevention and control capabilities could only let Jamie and the others run rampant in the air.
After dropping all the bombs, the fighter formation began to harvest freely and continued to dive and shoot at those little Japs who had not had time to escape into the forest.
The P40 fighter planes with shark mouths painted on their noses are like flying sharks in the sky, hunting their prey with open mouths. This is the importance of air superiority. Even if the little devil understands it, it will be too late.
Kimura, who had finally escaped into the woods to the north, was sitting on his knees on the ground, breathing heavily. Most of the soldiers around him were like this, looking in a miserable state and showing no military appearance at all.
After wreaking havoc for a while, the US military aircraft found that there was no target and turned to fly north. It must be that they ran out of ammunition and were preparing to return.
The massacre finally ended. Kimura immediately sent people to collect the troops to count the losses, but when the casualty report came to him, he almost fainted. The two dissatisfied brigades that attacked the station actually suffered more than 500 casualties, plus the artillery battalion. The entire army was wiped out. It can be said that the current 128th Regiment has been crippled.
This wave of losses was huge. The terrain around the train station was flat and there was not much terrain to provide cover. The enemy planes came so suddenly. They had no place to escape except the jungle on the hillside to the north. They were massacred by US fighter planes in a desolate manner. .
"Chief of Staff, we... what should we do?" The frightened Major calmed down and his voice became trembling.
Kimura closed his eyes in pain. The painful price made him almost vomit blood. Now he had less than 300 soldiers, all of them were defeated soldiers who had narrowly escaped death and their morale was greatly reduced. What else could he do?
"It's getting dark now. American planes can't always be here. Report the situation to the wing commander and we'll wait until night before taking action."
Although this blow was very disappointing, Kimura still tried to cheer himself up. He had to inform Kikuchi first before making any plans.
In his opinion, the current situation is already half a dozen, but the remaining Chinese soldiers are probably worse than them. If the Americans hadn't suddenly come out and killed them, he would have killed them long ago.
The battle was like this. If he retreated like this, it would be no different than dying on the battlefield. Unwilling to do so, he decided to take another gamble.
At least the Chinese people's situation is even worse. From the fact that those guys didn't take advantage of the opportunity to add fuel to the fire, it can be seen that they are also at the end of their fight.
At least there are still some troops on the wing captain's side, and planes cannot be dispatched at night. As long as it gets dark, he will definitely be able to annihilate the remaining Chinese soldiers.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang...!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Just when he was still thinking wildly in his mind, bursts of gunshots and explosions suddenly came from deep in the forest, which shocked everyone.
"What's going on? Where's the shooting!?"
The Japanese soldiers around him were so nervous that they clenched their rifles, but they all had blank expressions on their faces, wondering where the hell they were going.
A gray-faced soldier rushed up to him and stammered: "Report to the Chief of Staff, north... north! A large number of Chinese people have appeared in the north!"
"Nani!!" Kimura was so frightened that his voice changed. Where did this Chinese guy come from?
This was really like stepping out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den. The severe situation made Kimura sweat like rain. Before he could think about it, the gunshots in the distance were getting closer and closer, as if there were enemies everywhere around him.
"Withdraw, withdraw!"
Even though I was extremely unwilling, I could only order a retreat at this time.
The little devils' luck was not bad. When they first entered the jungle, they happened to encounter soldiers from the Engineer Corps who came after hearing the news.
Can Ayi, who is already holding in his anger, tolerate them? Immediately, he commanded the troops to expand to the left and right, widening the encirclement and blocking three sides. The more than 200 little Japanese were instantly trapped in a tight siege and could only run away in the direction they came from.
"Come on! If you can compete with Yang Liulang, you can't compete with rice soup!!"
Everyone in the station warehouse had long realized that something was wrong. Looking at the little Japs who had just hid in the woods and then hurriedly ran out, Long Wenwen finally realized that the support troops they had been waiting for had finally arrived.
No further explanation is needed. All the soldiers who could still move endured their tired bodies and involuntarily picked up their weapons and installed bayonets. They were also suffocated and needed to find something to vent their anger. Those panicked little devils were the ones who were the most vulnerable. Good goal.
It was really a wave of ups and downs. Kimura's experience today was full of ups and downs. He encountered all kinds of good things. This situation of chasing and blocking was really a joke.
"kill!"
From a distance of one to two hundred meters, a charge can reach them in front of them. The running Japanese soldiers have no time to organize a defensive line and shoot.
No matter how expressive the little devil was, a group of soldiers slammed into their team with endless anger.
Poof!
Wow...
"Ah!"
The sound of bayonets piercing flesh suddenly sounded everywhere, bright red blood splashed on the ground, and screams and roars became the only melody on the battlefield.
Just when Long Wenwen and others were blocking the retreat of the Japanese army, Ayi also led people to kill him. Seeing this, the soldiers of the Engineer Corps picked up their bayonets and shovels and joined the battle without saying a word.
"Oh my god!" Long Wenwen yelled like a madman, flying the samurai sword up and down with the ivory in his hand, and in a short time, several people were cut into pieces by him.
Not to be outdone, Kaoma held the Sanba Gai with a bayonet and cooperated with the two soldiers to kill the little Japs so that they did not dare to get even close.
Meng was annoyed, but he didn't like bayonet fights very much. He held two pistols and fell slightly behind the team, staring at the gaps like an old man and picking up leaks. In fact, he had the most number of little Japs to death among them.
"Hey, it's dead, it's dead, look, is that Ayi?"
The sharp-eyed Kaname discovered a terrifying "bloody man" on the battlefield. It looked like Ayi who usually looked like a North American.
"Haha, that's great. The white-faced steamed buns can kill people. That's great!"
At this time, Ayi was working extremely hard. He was seen wielding a German engineer shovel with a side edge and killing everyone in all directions. He also held an M1911 in his left hand. When he lost strength, he would fire a few shots. The level of ruthlessness continued. Long Wenwen felt ashamed when he saw it.
The afterglow of the setting sun slowly sprinkled on the ground, giving the blood-red battlefield a golden halo.
The two hundred or so demoralized little Japs were quickly divided and surrounded. Faced with the absolute superiority in strength, their only fate was destruction.
Kimura, who was trapped in a tight siege, was desperate at this moment. There were fewer and fewer soldiers around him. Every scream could pluck his heartstrings, and his hands holding the katana trembled a little.
"Your Excellency, Chief of Staff, forgive me for taking the first step. We will see you at the Mirror Kingdom Divine Palace!"
"Kill!" The major drew out his katana and rushed out with a shout, and soon his voice was drowned in the crowd.
Soon... when the last soldier fell at his feet, Kimura suddenly found that there was no one around him.
The big sweat couldn't stop flowing down,
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