"That little devil, don't move, raise your hands!"
"Hands up, we won't kill you."
Li Hang was packing his parachutes. As soon as he folded the parachutes, he saw a group of ragged soldiers rushing over excitedly.
Did he still want to say that these people reacted so quickly?
Not long after he landed, the ground troops came to find him?
It is said that the execution of orders by the national army is not very reliable, but now it seems that is not the case.
Because he was parachuting in his own actual control area, he was not too wary. Instead, he slowly packed the parachute there and waited for someone to come find him.
If no one comes looking for it, he will find it himself.
But what he didn't expect was that these friendly troops would point their guns at him as soon as they met, and speak Sichuan-style Mandarin.
Before Li Hang could speak, the leading Sichuan Army officer realized something was wrong and quickly stopped his men, "Put down the gun, put down the gun quickly!"
Everyone didn't understand why their parents had such an attitude, but when they saw the pilot in front of them turn around, they also put down their guns.
Fortunately, no shots were fired, this was one of our own!
"Sir!" The deputy company commander recognized Li Hang's military rank as captain, and he was only a lieutenant, and he quickly raised his hands in salute.
"From the Sichuan Army? Do you think I'm a kid?" Thinking of what these soldiers had just said, Li Hang suddenly understood what was going on.
Before the deputy company commander could answer, the people outflanking him on both sides ran over, shouting as they ran.
"Don't move, put down your weapons... Hey, deputy company commander, why do you put down your guns... Sir!"
When the outflanking soldiers saw the blue sky and white sun flag on Li Hang, they immediately reacted and put down their guns in salute.
"Sir, I'm really sorry, but someone we thought was a Japs parachuted." The deputy company commander explained awkwardly.
"Are you from the 41st Army or the 45th Army of the Sichuan Army?" Li Hang asked the leading lieutenant in Sichuan dialect.
The lieutenant was a little surprised when he heard the authentic Sichuan dialect that Li Hang blurted out, and quickly explained, "Sir, we are from the 124th Division of the 41st Army of the Sichuan Army."
"It's really the Sichuan Army." Li Hang couldn't help but sigh.
Think about it, which soldier is holding a rough-made Sichuan-made 79 rifle, carrying a bamboo hat and raincoat on his back, wearing straw sandals on his feet, and a pipe on his waist?
The Sichuan Army is notoriously poorly equipped, especially the 22nd Army.
Compared with other units of the Sichuan Army, the equipment of this Sichuan Army is the worst, because it was adapted from the troops of the losers of the warlord melee.
The equipment of the Sichuan King's troops is not that bad.
Of course, overall, the Sichuan Army is the worst armed force among the major warlords, worse than the Northwest Army, let alone the Central Army, the Guangdong Army and the Yunnan Army.
"Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be on the front line?" Li Hang was a little curious.
"Sir, our division has suffered heavy losses and has retreated to rest. Please don't blame us for what happened just now. We are not disrespecting you." The deputy company commander was a little worried that the young captain in front of him was petty.
Only then did Li Hang take a serious look at the dozen fellows with sallow faces and thin muscles. Most of them were injured, and some even had their heads wrapped in bandages.
Thinking about the situation of the Sichuan Army, it is normal.
"If you want to make a meritorious deed, have you seen those crashed planes over there? Look for planes with plaster flags, maybe there are still little Japs alive on them." Li Hang smiled and pointed to a group of people in the direction of the smoke. .
In the air battle just now, at least a dozen Japanese planes were shot down, and he shot down 6.5 of them. Some planes exploded and disintegrated in the air, and some were shot down directly. It cannot be ruled out that there are still Japanese soldiers on board the planes.
"Really? There are live Japs?" Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up.
"It depends on your luck, and you have to hurry up, otherwise you will be found by others."
"What are you doing standing still? Go quickly! There is a Japanese plane to the west."
"The plane is like that, it's definitely out of business. There's smoke coming from the north, let's go take a look."
Seeing the reaction of the soldiers, Li Hang smiled, took out his binoculars and looked around, and saw the plane where he crashed.
He put the folded parachute on his back and walked towards his plane.
"Where are you going, sir?"
"I'm going to check out my plane."
"Sir, I'll send two people with you!"
"Thank you!"
The place where Li Hang's plane crashed is about three kilometers away from him, just to the north. Fortunately, the distance is not that far.
If the wind had been stronger today, he would probably have drifted further.
During this period, he also learned some news from two accompanying Sichuan soldiers.
They were all from the same company, but the company commander died in the battle, leaving only a dozen of them. In addition to them, there are three others lying in the hospital, two of whom have had their limbs amputated.
The company of nearly a hundred men now has less than twenty men left, and the deputy company commander just now is the highest-ranking officer alive.
Two of the three platoon leaders died, and the remaining one had his leg amputated and is in the hospital.
Regarding the battle on the front line, Li Hang knew that it was miserable, but after actually seeing it, he could only say that he thought better, but the real situation was even worse.
. . . . . .
"There is a plane landing. Go and ask about the situation. How is the situation? Is there any problem with the passenger plane?"
When they saw a plane making an emergency landing at Xuzhou Airport, all the senior generals in the fifth theater were a little anxious, and the leader couldn't help but run to ask about the situation in person.
The air battle took place within tens of kilometers to the west and southwest of Xuzhou. In addition, the Japanese aircraft also wanted to chase the passenger plane, so the battlefield continued to extend to the southwest.
This resulted in the generals at Xuzhou Airport being unable to know the outcome of the air battle.
At exactly this time, a plane made an emergency landing at the airport, which became an important way for everyone to learn about the war situation.
A group of generals, lieutenant generals and major generals were all very anxious at this time. I am afraid that many defeats on the front line had not made them so distracted.
When Chen Guimin got off the plane, he was stunned when he saw a group of senior generals coming up.
"How is the situation in heaven? How is the situation with the principal?"
"Have the Japanese plane left? Is the battle over?"
. . .
21-year-old Chen Guimin had never seen this battle before, so he hesitated to explain clearly what he knew.
When he withdrew from the battlefield, there was still fighting in the sky. They destroyed at least 10 Japanese fighter planes at the cost of two being shot down.
Originally, his fighter planes had no problem dealing with the Type 95 fighter jets.
It even shot down a Type 95 fighter jet, but was injured by a Type 97 fighter jet and was besieged by two Type 95 fighter jets.
The damage to the plane was quite serious, with more than ten bullet holes in it, and there was also some problem with the engine. As a last resort, we had to find a place to make an emergency landing.
In fact, it was best to go to the airport where the Third Brigade was stationed in Shangqiu, but he didn't know the way, so he flew back to Xuzhou.
The generals were relieved when they heard that the passenger plane had left the battlefield under the cover of several fighter planes.
Fortunately, things didn't turn out to be the worst.
