College Entrance Examination Failure Travels to 1931 and Strike Dongjing

The sound of Stuka bombers exploding in the sky could be heard by the deserter MacArthur from afar.

MacArthur was sitting in the military vehicle, feeling very anxious.

"Drive faster!"

"The enemy planes have already flown over our heads. If we are any slower, we will be bombed to death!" MacArthur's face was no longer calm.

Because he could already hear the sound of the plane diving, like the god of death roaring at him.

At this time, Stuka bombers dived to drop bombs on the ground.

Behind him were 13 vehicles, all loaded with defeated soldiers. Some were covered in blood, while others were wrapped in white cloth.

The remaining American soldiers shouted in panic: "Quickly shoot them down, or we will all be finished!"

The soldiers on the truck quickly raised their guns and shot upwards, their faces filled with madness and fear.

The sound of gunfire was mixed with their angry roars.

Stuka bombers dropped bomb after bomb.

Dozens of bombs fell, forming a blanket attack.

Boom boom boom!

The bomb fell on the car, and several cars behind it were blown to pieces. Dozens of soldiers on the cars were all killed or blown away.

The fear of death made these people roar more crazily and shoot harder, but it was useless. One bomb killed them all.

Even if the bomb was on the side of the road, the explosion would have knocked their car over to the ground.

In an instant, five cars were destroyed, two cars were overturned, or were hit by shrapnel, and there was a cry of grief.

MacArthur ignored the soldiers behind him and hurriedly urged the driver: "Hurry up, drive a little faster!"

The driver was so scared that his face turned pale. He knew he was racing against death.

Suddenly, several bombs fell 30 meters ahead, creating several large holes in the ground.

The driver was shocked and tried to brake, but he failed to stop the car and it overturned to the ground.

Seeing that the road ahead was blocked, the remaining vehicles quickly stopped to rescue MacArthur's car.

The Stuka bombers in the sky saw that their mission had been accomplished and immediately turned around and left. Their purpose was to intercept MacArthur, not to kill him.

After great effort, they rescued MacArthur from the car.

At this time, MacArthur's forehead was injured, blood was flowing from his head to his face, his clothes were stained with shoes, his hat was thrown on the ground, and his hair was messy. He had long lost the aura of a five-star general and was like a stray dog.

"General, let's run away quickly. The enemy is about to catch up with us."

MacArthur looked at the hundreds of remaining people, most of whom were injured. There was only fear on everyone's face, and there was no elite aura of the empire at all. His heart was gloomy.

Seeing the vehicles lying all over the place, some still burning, and the huge holes blown out on the road, he knew he couldn't escape.

MacArthur's face was ashen and dejected. "We can't escape. He'll catch up with us in five minutes at most. Where else can we escape to?"

"Before I came here, I was still making bold statements and vowing to kill Ye Daofu. I never thought I would be forced into this state by him. I feel so sorry for everyone."

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely depressing, as they all knew that it was impossible to escape under these circumstances, and that death was the only fate that awaited them.

The loyal guard excitedly said: "General, we will stay to cover you, you run away quickly!"

MacArthur shook his head, looking at the vehicles not far away with a lonely expression and said, "They are already here."

"Stop the meaningless struggle and surrender."