Bright Sword: I am the old squad leader of the Northwest Shanxi Iron Triangle

The Japanese planes are much more valuable than their soldiers.

After hesitating for two seconds, the Japanese bomber bombardier quickly pulled the bomb handle.

Soon, the bomb bay doors of the bombers opened.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh…

These planes dropped one heavy aerial bomb after another.

These more than 20 bombers directly carried out a carpet bombing on the Japanese in the valley.

Hundreds of heavy aerial bombs were dropped on the heads of the Japanese in the valley.

The rumbling sound of explosions continued.

Every time an explosion sounded, groups of Japanese soldiers fell to the ground instantly.

These hundreds of aerial bombs caused thousands of Japanese casualties.

After dropping the bombs, the bomber quickly closed the bomb bay door.

The Japanese pilot instantly felt that the plane's fuselage had become much lighter.

"Return quickly, return quickly, and leave the battlefield as soon as possible."

The bomber flying in the front quickly sent light signals to notify other aircraft to quickly leave the battlefield.

In that era, neither the Japanese fighters nor their bombers had radio communication equipment.

In order for aircraft to communicate, they must use light signals.

Ling Yunzhi could clearly see the light signals from the front plane.

"These bastards, they want to run away after throwing the bomb, where can they get so much free time?"

Ling Yunzhi stepped on the launch pedal again and fired into the air.

The accelerating Japanese bomber shot over.

At this moment, not only Ling Yunzhi already knew that he had to grasp the lead time.

Li Yunlong and the others knew everything and they had to make good use of the lead time.

All the anti-aircraft shells were fired in front of the Japanese planes.

These slowly flying bombers had no chance to escape the anti-aircraft guns.

Many bombers that dropped their bombs were hit before they had time to climb.

Ling Yunzhi seized the opportunity and fired a string of shells directly at a bomber.

A rumbling explosion sounded near the wings of this Japanese bomber.

In an instant, one of the wings of the Japanese plane was blown off.

The bomber lost a wing and lost its balance instantly.

The bomber rolled rapidly in the air.

The bomber rolled faster and faster. After rolling more than ten times, the bomber disintegrated directly in the air.

The Japanese soldiers on the plane were thrown out of the plane before they could even put on their parachutes.

After ten minutes of air fire, the Japanese fighters only managed to get rid of four bombers, all of which were shot down.

The air strike that the old Japanese soldier Sakahara Shoshiro had high hopes for disappeared in an instant.

"This bunch of idiots from the Damn Air Force can't provide us with any help and can only cause trouble." Sakahara Shoshiro cursed angrily as he watched several planes fleeing in a panic.

"Sir, we should quickly break out of the Chinese encirclement." Operations staff officer Masao Ono said anxiously.

"Pass the order down, the entire army will move forward quickly. No matter how heavy the price is, we must break out from the south." Sakahara Masashiro drew out the samurai sword hanging on his waist and shouted.

"General, the gunfire coming from the south is the most intense. It is obvious that the Chinese in the south are well-equipped. The gunfire coming from the north is much less frequent."

After hearing this, Sakahara Shoshiro yelled, "Damn it, I am the commander of the Sakahara Division. Our division is the Empire's Type A division and one of the four most powerful divisions in the Empire.

Advance southward and reach Taiyuan.

Do you want our troops to retreat northwards, and then retreat north of the Great Wall?"

After Sakahara Shoshiro finished speaking, he quickly turned his body to the east and said, "His Majesty the Emperor is watching us.

The warriors of the empire are invincible.

No matter how fierce the resistance of these Chinese is, our division must completely defeat them and crush them to death."

"Hey..."

As the home group of the Japanese devils, the Sakahara Division has never lost a battle since September 918th.

So far, more than 40 combat units above the Chinese Division level have been destroyed by the Sakahara Division.

These little devils were unwilling to accept their defeat at all costs.

These beasts are usually arrogant and domineering. This bunch of Japanese devils want to confront Ling Yunzhi's team head-on.

As the order was issued quickly, the Japanese soldiers rushed forward regardless of everything.

Seeing the Japanese soldiers rushing towards him, Ling Yunzhi was very excited.

"Brothers, get ready. The Japanese are ready to fight to the death."

The Northwest Shanxi Iron Triangle also knew by this time that the Japanese were making their final struggle.

Kong Jie and Ding Wei couldn't wait any longer.

Kong Jie and Ding Wei's team had a total of 3000 people, and they were equipped with more than 43 SG 200 Guoliunov heavy machine guns alone.

The Japanese had basically lost all their heavy weapons.

The remaining Japanese soldiers can only fight with their lives.

Kong Jie shouted at his men: "Brothers, count the ammunition and let the Japs get closer to shoot."

After more than half an hour of fierce fighting, Kong Jie and Ding Wei realized that their ammunition was almost used up.

Fortunately, the Japanese heavy weapons had basically been seized or destroyed.

Soon, the brothers from the Independent Regiment and the New Second Regiment quickly cleared the ammunition.

Everyone pulled the bolts to load the bullets and focused their attention on aiming at the Japanese soldiers rushing over.

The T-26 tanks and BA-3 heavy armored vehicles on the hillsides on both sides of the mountain road had basically run out of ammunition.

Each tank and armored vehicle had less than five rounds of ammunition left.

Wang Chengzhu's rocket launcher had less than 100 shells.

The more than 100 Sichuan troops led by Long Wenjian gathered together all the heavy artillery shells of the Japanese devils.

Wang Xikui blew a whistle, and more than 100 sharpshooters under his command quickly gathered together.

"Brothers, the Japanese are already at the end of their strength, come closer and fight me."

With a loud roar from Wang Xikui, more than 100 sharpshooters under Wang Chengzhu quickly approached the Japanese along the hillside.

Ling Yunzhi shouted to Wang Chengzhu behind him: "Zhu Zi, after you finish firing the rocket launcher, take the artillery and rush down the mountain to help Long Wenjian."

Ling Yunzhi saw that there were still many 75mm anti-tank guns on the Japanese positions.

Using these cannons against the Japanese is simply giving them a taste of their own medicine.

Wang Chengzhu nodded, quickly put his fingers into his mouth, and blew a sharp whistle: "Niu Fugui, you dozen people stay here, and after you have fired the remaining rocket shells, quickly support us."

"Other brothers, follow me to support Long Wenjian. We are going to use the Japanese artillery to bomb them."