Xie Tian circled and swooped in the air for several times but couldn't find the shooting target. He cursed and cursed again, making people crazy. Seeing no one responded, he drew a SB flight path in the sky and shook his butt like a monkey in the sky. It usually spun around and flew away triumphantly.
The surviving Japanese soldiers in the First Army Headquarters ran out of their hiding places while cursing and rescuing the wounded. More people rushed to the small courtyard where Shinozuka Yoshio lived alone, hoping to see if they could get out of the hiding place with a bit of luck. Yoshio Shinozuka was dug out from the rubble.
The Japanese army was busy. At this time, a Japanese soldier with sharp ears suddenly stopped what he was doing. After a moment, he pointed at the Zero fighter plane swooping down from the direction of the setting sun and shouted in horror: "He's back again!!!"
"Click, click, click..." The bullets were like hailstorms directed at the Japanese soldiers who were busy on the ruins. More than a dozen people screamed and fell into a pool of blood, while the remaining people dispersed in a rush.
Let's talk about rescuing people later. Who knows if this animal will kill another one.
Well... the beast indeed killed another carbine, and ten minutes later he flew back under the cover of the setting sun, taking a few more lives with him.
Xie Tian's goal is very clear, that is, no one can save Shinozuka Yoshio and other high-ranking Japanese officials who were buried in the rubble. They are not allowed to save alive or dead.
The Army Aviation Group always has several fully combat-ready aircraft ready to respond to emergencies, and the one Xie Tian snatched was one of the fully combat-ready aircraft.
1,400 rounds of 7.7mm machine gun bullets, 120 rounds of 20mm machine gun bullets, and two 60kg aerial bombs. With such sufficient ammunition, and the fact that you can defeat the boss without any damage, you can't stop until you've had enough.
Facing Xie Tian's successive counterattacks, the surviving personnel of the First Army Headquarters were completely speechless.
Crazy, that guy in the sky must be a crazy person.
I don't know where to go for a wander, but it's just a shuttle back. Moreover, the gun is very accurate, with at least a 20% hit rate. If you go out and walk around, there is a 1 in 5 chance of not coming back.
Why the hell haven't you run out of fuel and fallen down? If you fall down, we'll bite you to death one by one.
The enemy must be rescued. The headquarters of the First Army was attacked. Several troops near Jinyang Lake rushed to reinforce. As a result, they encountered the Zero fighter's dive and strafing attack on the road. More than a dozen cars were hit. When the fire broke out, Taohuadi, the only passage leading to Taohua Island, became a life-and-death line for reinforcements.
There were mutilated corpses everywhere on Peach Blossom Embankment, and some limbs and arms even flew to the ice of Jinyang Lake dozens of meters away.
Anyway, Xie Tian has plenty of bullets and the fuel tank is full. As long as this crappy plane can hold it, Xie Tian can play with the Japanese until eternity.
Xie Tian will not stop until Yoshio Shinozuka dies.
The Japanese's rescue force was really tough. They knew that this Peach Blossom Embankment was now the gate of hell, but they still rushed over to die like moths to a flame.
The peach blossom embankment, less than three miles long, has turned into a red embankment, as if it were full of peach blossoms, which is particularly dazzling in this cold late winter.
Dozens of people had fallen on the ruins of the small courtyard where Shinozuka Yoshio lived alone. The wailing and screaming of those who were injured but not dead were horrifying, as if they had entered a slaughterhouse.
Such a big movement had already alarmed the people living nearby. People stood on the kang and hid behind the door cracks to look outside. They were all as excited as if they had eaten ice cubes in the dog days of summer, feeling refreshed from head to sole.
A Japanese plane was attacking the Japanese headquarters, hitting again and again, hitting again, hitting again, and it didn't look like it was about to stop at all.
Okay, let's keep fighting like this and kill all these sons of bitches.
The last ray of dusk finally dissipated in the sky, and the ravaged Peach Blossom Island gradually fell into darkness.
Xie Tian also lost his shooting target and couldn't help but curse on the radio again: "Hey, turtle sons, please turn on the lights and give dad a bright light."
Take a photo, take a photo of your sister.
The little devils pretended to be deaf and mute, pretending not to hear.
Silly, turn on the light and point out the target for you to hit?
The little devils finally realized the benefits of night fighting. When the power gap between the enemy and ourselves is huge, night is the best way to hide.
But now the situation has completely reversed. They were supposed to have the upper hand, but now they were ruthlessly killed by one person and one plane.
Xie Tian scolded for a while, and then drove the plane straight to Zhangzhuang.
After calling it a day, Yoshio Shinozuka was probably dead.
The one hundred and fifty kilometer journey was approaching in an instant, and the Zero fighter jet flew over Zhangzhuang in a swaggering manner.
Looking at the dotted lights in Zhangzhuang in the hazy night, Xie Tian smiled and picked up the radio transmitter: "Zhangzhuang Zhangzhuang, this is Xie Baoqing. If you hear me, please answer."
"Captain, it's the regiment commander." People in the People's Liberation Army Independent Regiment Headquarters shouted in surprise.
Tang Haoer, who had just walked into the headquarters with Mr. Tang and others, jumped towards the radio station in surprise, grabbed the microphone and shouted: "Xie Baoqing, where are you?"
Hearing Tang Haoer's voice, Xie Tian laughed loudly: "You are back now. That's good. Is everyone safe?"
"We're all fine. Tell me where you are. How can you talk to us on the radio?"
Xie Tian smiled and said: "I'm above you. It's too dark down there. Find me a more open and flat place. Light more torches to guide me. I want to land."
Tang Haoer opened his mouth in surprise and stammered: "Landing, you mean you are flying the plane?"
Xie Tian laughed and said, "What else? I don't have wings."
"You can even fly a plane. What else are you hiding from me?" Tang Haoer said through gritted teeth, but his face was full of pride.
In the fields outside Zhangzhuang, two tanks were frantically clearing all obstacles on the ground. Hundreds of soldiers holding torches and shovels were leveling everything on the ground that might hinder the plane's landing, including fist-sized lumps of frozen soil. Let it go.
For the first time, people felt that the Japanese planes hovering overhead were so cute.
The commander is awesome, even the Japanese planes have come back. Didn’t someone say that last time, maybe one day the commander will set up an aircraft camp for us, doesn’t the first plane already exist? .
Qin Fen held the radio and grabbed the microphone and asked: "Captain, do you think this runway is long enough?"
"That's enough already. Please tell everyone to get out of the way. I'm about to land."
Seeing the black plane in the darkness sliding down towards the temporary runway guided by torches like a big bird, Mr. Tang, who was surrounded by his family and came out to watch, sighed with emotion: "This grandson-in-law is really a god. I have decided that we will not go south." Now, just stay here and watch how he fights the Japanese."
Tang Jingshun supported Mr. Tang's arm and said with a smile: "Dad, we have thought of it together. With Baoqing's tunnels, even if the Japanese have thousands of troops, they won't be able to hurt a hair on our head."
Tang Jingtang smiled and said: "What's more, Baoqing has strong soldiers and horses, including planes and tanks. When we meet later, I will get guns with him and fight the Japanese with him."
Mr. Tang smiled and shook his head: "Fighting the devils does not necessarily mean fighting with real swords and guns. People make the best use of their talents and resources. Doing what you are good at is also helping others. Why should you sacrifice your strengths and weaknesses to do something you are not good at?" What you are good at.”
When the plane landed, people spontaneously started running behind the plane. They wanted to pick up the leader as soon as possible and then throw him back into the sky.
