After a wave of dive strafing and bombing.
The seven Japanese planes turned around and swooped down again.
"Battal Commander, move quickly, the Japanese plane is coming for you!"
One of the Japanese fighter jets dived towards Sun Desheng, and the machine gun under the wing opened fire fiercely.
Sun Desheng had just pushed the bullet into the chamber, turned around and raised his rifle, aimed his rifle at the flight path of the Japanese plane and pulled the trigger.
With a slight shake on his shoulder, the bullet roared out from the barrel of the gun, but he didn't know if he hit it?
However, there was not much time for Sun Desheng to think, because the bullet marks fired by the Japanese planes had quickly extended along the ground.
It would definitely be too late to pull the reins and change direction at this time.
The hearts of the nearby soldiers were in their throats, fearing that something unexpected might happen to the battalion commander here.
In the midst of the sparks of carbide, Sun Desheng suddenly kicked off his feet and flew off the horse sideways. He hugged his head and fell to the ground. The inertia made his whole body roll on the ground several times.
It was this action that saved his life.
The machine gun bullets fired by Nakajima's fighter jet almost glanced off the horse's back, and the horse fell to the ground whining.
A soldier quickly rode over to check. Sun Desheng stood up with a curse, got on his horse, and rode the same horse as the soldier.
Sun Desheng looked towards the fighter plane just now and saw that the Japanese fighter plane made a somersault and turned around, preparing to dive and attack again.
"What a pity..." Sun Desheng said secretly.
The Japanese plane swooped and fired two more rounds. The ammunition was almost exhausted, and then it flew toward Taiyuan in despair.
…
Taiyuan, headquarters of the Japanese First Army.
Yoshio Shinozuka was on the phone with Jun Tada, commander of the North China Front.
"Shinozuka-kun!" Shun Tada said in a bad tone, "I just received the news that the 7th Tank Regiment had an accident in your defense area, right?"
"Yes!" Yoshio Shinozuka did not deny it and paused, "Your Excellency, Commander, more than an hour ago, the 7th Tank Regiment was ambushed in Hulugou on the Tongpu Highway and the entire army was wiped out!"
"Baga!" Shun Tada asked, "Why didn't you report this situation in time? Do you know the consequences of this matter?"
"Smimasai, Your Excellency, Commander!" Yoshio Shinozuka said, "Our unit has lost two aircraft due to the 7th Regiment of Tank Reliefs, so I want to report to you after all eight groups have been wiped out. This matter!"
"Oh?" Tada Shun's tone softened slightly, "So, your troops have surrounded the Eighth Route Army?"
"That's not the case yet." Shinozuka Yoshio was afraid of being scolded, so he quickly explained, "It's like this, there are about 2,000 people in this Eighth Route Army, after attacking the 7th Tank Regiment."
"The Eighth Route Army forcibly crossed the Tongpu Highway and entered the XZ Basin, preparing to flee to Hengshan and Wutai Mountains."
"In the basin without any shelter, the Eighth Route Army could not find a hiding place."
"I have ordered the aviation forces at Taiyuan Airport and Datong Airport, as well as the cavalry, to pursue and harass them and slow down their escape speed."
"At the same time, I have sent troops to block the Eighth Route Army's way into the mountain. It can be said that the Eighth Route Army has reached a dead end."
"The pursuing troops of each department will almost complete the encirclement of the Eighth Route Army before dark."
"It is expected that this group of eight will be wiped out before tomorrow morning to avenge Colonel Maeda and the warriors of the 7th Tank Regiment!"
"Really?" Tada Shun didn't believe it, "Can we really wipe out this Eighth Route Army?"
"Okay!" Shinozuka Yoshio said immediately, "If this Eighth Route Army runs away, I am willing to bear all the consequences alone."
Tada Shundao: "The Seventh Tank Regiment is going south to support the Zaoyi battlefield. If something happens to the Zaoyi battlefield because of this incident, you should know the consequences."
"Hi!" Yoshio Shinozuka paused.
"Yoshi!" Jun Tada said happily, "Then I will wait for your good news."
"Hi!" Yoshio Shinozuka paused.
A moment later, Yoshio Shinozuka heard a click on the phone, followed by a blind tone, and then hung up the phone with force.
Kusuyama Hideyoshi stepped forward and said to Yoshio Shinozuka: "Your Excellency, Commander, why don't you send the troops from Taiyuan and Yangquan to encircle and suppress this Eighth Route Army?"
"No need, and Taiyuan and Yangquan combined don't have many troops." Yoshio Shinozuka waved his hand and said, "There are now seven imperial armies. The total strength of a regiment is enough to deal with this Eighth Route Army."
Kusuyama Hideyoshi said nothing more after hearing this. Taiyuan and Yangquan did not have many troops to send.
Because the 9th Brigade stationed in Taiyuan and the 4th Brigade stationed in Yangquan were sent to assist the Baijin Railway, they were now rushing to the southeast of Shanxi.
The 3rd Brigade, which defends the Tongpu Railway and Highway, is also mopping up the Eighth Route Army in Northwestern Shanxi.
In the eyes of Yoshio Shinozuka and Hideyoshi Kusuyama, it was a piece of cake for a regiment of Japanese troops to encircle and kill the 2,000-strong Eighth Route Army.
However, the thing is that the more you fear something, the more likely it will come.
"Your Excellency, Commander!" Communications Staff Officer Toshimatsu Kasai held a telegram in his hand, walked in quickly, paused and said, "The aviation force needs an urgent telegram!"
"Read it!" Yoshio Shinozuka stared at the map and waved his hand.
"Hi!" Kasai Toshimatsu picked up the telegram and read, "Our cavalry was attacked by the Eighth Route Army's machine guns and suffered heavy losses!"
"The Eighth Route Army cavalry tied branches to branches and brought up a 2-kilometer-wide dust mist as they ran."
"All the Eighth Route Infantry entered the dust and fog, and the plane lost its target, so it launched a pursuit attack on the Eighth Route Cavalry, with little effect."
"Ammunition exhausted, on the way back to the airport!"
"His Majesty the Emperor is on board, and the Imperial Japanese Army is on board!"
"Nani?" Yoshio Shinozuka was stunned when he heard this, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Kusuyama Hideyoshi and Andeng Takeo even looked at each other.
How can such an operation still be possible?
Use horses and tree branches to raise dust to dodge planes?
The Japanese in the war room, including Yoshio Shinozuka and Hideyoshi Kusuyama, could not help but feel numb at this moment.
While I admire my opponent's open-mindedness, I feel very bad at the same time.
"There are cavalry on the Eighth Route Army?" Shinozuka Yoshio roared angrily, "Why didn't you report it before? Also, are the imperial cavalry all a bunch of pigs? They knew that the Eighth Route Army had machine guns but they still took the initiative to chase after them..."
Before he finished speaking, Yoshio Shinozuka realized something was wrong. He clearly ordered the cavalry to pursue him, right?
You can't blame others for this.
Kasai Toshimatsu also had troubles that he couldn't express. So what if the aviation force reported that there were cavalry on the Eighth Route Army?
Who would have thought that the Eighth Route Army would use cavalry to engage in such a show?
Kusuyama Hideyoshi asked hurriedly: "How many Eighth Route Cavalry were killed by the aviation force?"
"I just finished talking on the radio with Captain Kato Osaka of the Flying Team." Toshimatsu Kasai turned around and paused, "I killed about 20 Eighth Route Cavalry!"
Kusuyama Hideyoshi asked again: "How many cavalry are there in the Eighth Route Army?"
Kasai Toshimatsu replied: "The Eighth Route Cavalry must not be less than 200!"
"Nani?" Kusuyama Hideyoshi said in shock, "It took seven planes to kill more than 20 Eighth Route Cavalry?"
"Yes!" Kasai Toshimatsu said after a moment, "That's true. The cavalry on the Eighth Route were spread out widely and running at high speed. They waited for the aircraft to change direction immediately when they were on the dive route, but fighter jets and attack aircraft were not Nice shot.”
"Baga!" Yoshio Shinozuka couldn't hold himself any longer after hearing this. He cursed angrily, picked up the blue and white porcelain teacup on the table, and threw it heavily to the ground.
The blue and white porcelain tea cup broke with a sudden sound, and Yoshio Shinozuka's hands were burned red and trembled slightly.
Then I remembered that this was Longjing tea that had just been brewed with boiling water.
In order to save the commander's face, he had to suppress his expressionless expression.
Shinozuka Yoshio asked expressionlessly: "Which officer is leading the team from Dingxiang County to stop the attack?"
"It's Major Toshiyuki Suzuki." Kasai Toshimatsu suddenly said, "The 3rd Brigade directly under the 10th Brigade has more than 500 troops to intercept the Eighth Route!"
"Yoshi!" Yoshio Shinozuka said, "Immediately send electricity to Major Kato and order him to move forward at full speed. If the Eighth Route is not blocked, Major Suzuki will commit seppuku to thank the Emperor!"
"In addition, after ordering the aviation force to return, replenish ammunition and fuel, and continue to attack the Eighth Route Cavalry!"
"Hi!" Kasai Toshimatsu paused, then walked out.
…
More than an hour later, over the XZ Basin.
Behind more than a hundred Eighth Route Army cavalry, the dust and mist raised covered the sky and blocked the sun.
Ryuichi Kato pushed the joystick familiarly and piloted the Nakajima fighter jet to swoop down from high altitude towards an Eighth Route Cavalryman.
This Eighth Route Cavalryman is galloping on the ground, and his riding skills are also very skillful.
This Eighth Route Army soldier seemed to hear the huge roar from the plane behind him. He glanced back and immediately turned his horse and ran in a tangent direction. After running for a while, he changed direction again.
In short, the high speed of the war horse is used to continuously change the forward direction, so that the pilot has to continuously pull the joystick to adjust the dive angle of the fighter jet.
However, this does not trouble Ryuichi Kato as an ace pilot.
The two 12.7mm heavy machine guns under the wings spit out long tongues of flame, and the machine gun bullets bounced off two half-meter-high mud mist marks on the ground.
As the fighter jet moved at high speed, the mud and mist bullet marks quickly extended towards the Eighth Route Cavalryman.
This Eighth Route Cavalryman had good riding skills. When he sensed the approaching danger, he immediately pulled the reins to control the horse's running direction when the bullet marks swept over him.
It's just that when he changed direction, he happened to hit the bullet mark, and then blood mist flew and people were knocked upside down.
Kato Takashi held the joystick and pulled the plane up. At the same time, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, but suddenly he saw a large forest and mountains in front of him.
The raised corners of his mouth suddenly stiffened.
Baga, something bad happened. There is a mountainous area ahead, but the Japanese troops who came to intercept have not arrived yet.
Sun Desheng and the soldiers of the cavalry battalion couldn't help but look happy when they saw the large forest one kilometer away.
After looking behind him, he immediately urged the war horse to run towards the forest.
After arriving at the edge of the forest, he suddenly pulled the reins, making a neighing sound, and then turned over and dismounted.
"Put up the machine guns, anti-aircraft! Anti-aircraft!"
The general rushed his horse into the woods, and before he had time to rest, the soldiers of the cavalry battalion quickly picked up their guns and shot into the sky.
A fire net composed of more than a dozen light machine guns fired at the Japanese aircraft.
At first, Japanese planes dared to dive, strafe and bomb.
However, as the soldiers emerged from the dust and fog, more and more machine guns and machine guns were set up, forming a dense air defense fire network.
The Japanese plane no longer dared to approach. After hovering at high altitude for a while, it had no choice but to fly away in despair.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
