Traveling through 1937, starting from the Battle of Songhu

Jiang Daohuo began to have a headache. He had already escorted two squadrons up there, but they were already asking for help so frequently in such a short time. He couldn't help but wonder if he had come to the wrong place?

Otherwise, how could the Chinese army, which has always been weak, suddenly become so powerful?

His Third Battalion was not fully organized to begin with. The 1st, 2nd, 9th, 11th Squadrons and the Machine Gun Squadron all suffered heavy losses during the siege of Qingpu City.

Now that he had gone to support the 23rd Regiment, the losses he suffered were even greater than when he attacked Qingpu City for three consecutive days. This made it difficult for him to accept it for a while.

Mizoguchi Gengo had been with Ejima Torao the entire time, and he saw what happened very clearly.

The current situation is that either we give up the siege and deal with the Chinese army outside together, or we continue to ask for help from the 47th Regiment.

But this is basically impossible. The 47st Battalion of the th Regiment is also attacking the city, and withdrawing the rd Battalion is already the limit.

Moreover, the 47th Regiment had just received news that the two 75mm mountain guns provided as support had been destroyed by the Chinese army, and the regiment was temporarily unable to provide any more artillery support.

"Captain, what should we do now? Should we call in the artillery fire support?"

Mizoguchi Gengo couldn't think of any good solution, so he could only ask Ejima Torao.

Jiang Daohuo ignored him and observed the battlefield situation with a telescope.

Suddenly, he saw a group of small dots through the telescope. After taking a closer look, he smiled and said.

"The Imperial squadron is coming."

Now the Kuomintang’s fighter planes have been basically lost, and the sky has become the world of the devils, so it is not surprising that he can see it.

Upon hearing this, Mizoguchi Gengo was overjoyed. He picked up the telescope on his chest, looked for a while, and said to Ejima Torao.

"I didn't expect the Colonel to request a squadron of aircraft for support. Now, it's our turn to counterattack!"

"Yoshi." Jiangdao Torao nodded with satisfaction. He could imagine the scene of explosives exploding above the Chinese people's heads. It was beautiful, just like the moving musical notes.

"Order, Machine Gun Squadron, 2nd 9th Squadron, wait until the flying squadron finishes bombing, and immediately counterattack the Chinese positions. Make sure to eliminate these Chinese."

Ejima Torao ordered.

Mizoguchi Gengo flattered him, "Mr. Jiangdao is wise. After we eliminate the Chinese outside, we will join forces to eliminate the defenders inside Qingpu City. With your military achievements, your rank should be changed."

"Haha!" Jiangdao Torao laughed.

"Mizoguchi-kun, everything is for the empire."

Who doesn't like military merit? If he could become a regiment commander, how could Jiang Dao Hu Xiong be willing to be a battalion commander?

But what Mizoguchi said was right. With his previous contributions in the Battle of Shanghai and this time, he was indeed worthy of a promotion.

If you can't be a wing commander, being a deputy wing commander is also good.

Jiangdao Huxiong was immersed in his own world, but Gu Changfeng was indeed in trouble.

What he feared most was the Japanese air raids, because there was no way to restrain them for the time being and he could only endure it. It all depended on his luck whether the bomb would fall on his head.

This feeling is terrible, but since we are on the battlefield, we have to bear it no matter how hard we try.

Gu Changfeng said to the soldiers nearby: "Immediately order everyone to hide, cover your ears and try not to look up, quickly."

Several soldiers realized the seriousness of the matter and immediately ran to pass on the message.

In fact, the Japanese planes were flying very loudly, and everyone reacted and started looking for cover.

After Gu Changfeng finished explaining, he began to look for a place to hide.

Liu Dazhuang and Zhao Ziqing reacted quickly and found a safe location.

Two minutes later, the explosive packs from the Japanese planes rained down on the position without any mercy, directly covering the entire area.

Of course, the three and four consecutive games are no exception.

Xiaowu was quite smart. As soon as he heard the sound, he asked the special forces to hide.

“Boom boom boom… Boom boom boom!”

“Boom boom boom… Boom boom boom!”

The entire battlefield shook, violent explosions rang out, and soldiers were blown away from time to time, with broken limbs falling to the ground.

Twelve planes roared past, and soon turned their noses around and bombed the battlefield again.

Even after all the explosives on the plane were released, the Japanese still felt a little reluctant to give up.

Kawasaki Kiyoguchi is the squadron leader of this flight squadron. Having graduated from the Tokyo Army Aviation School, he has lost count of how many times he has carried out this kind of mission.

Every time he saw the explosives falling from his plane, blowing people on the ground apart with their arms and legs flying and their cries of pain, his blood would boil.

He looked forward to more missions and more Chinese soldiers to eliminate.

In his eyes, these Chinese people on earth were not worthy of living in the same world with him.

Suddenly, Kawasaki Kiyoguchi, who had already completed the mission, had a different idea. He controlled the plane to turn over quickly and then dived straight to the ground.

When the other Japanese soldiers saw this, they immediately understood what the squad leader wanted to do.

With a smile on his face, he followed the squad leader and turned around to rush towards the position.

“Da da da… Da da da!”

The companies that had finally recovered were immediately attacked by machine guns from the Japanese planes.

For a moment, there were wailing sounds everywhere.

Gu Changfeng wanted to stand up, but after hearing the sound, he hid back again. However, the hatred in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

As soon as the Japanese plane flew over his head, he stood up and aimed the black muzzle of the Barrett gun at the Japanese plane that was still at low altitude.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three consecutive shots hit the fuel tank, and the plane on the far right immediately burst into a ball of fire.

Gu Changfeng looked focused and continued shooting at the second plane.

Liu Dazhuang and Zhao Ziqing reacted very quickly. They raised their guns and aimed directly at the Japanese aircraft group, firing bullets one after another.

The 12.7mm bullets violently vented the anger in the hearts of several people.

"Bakayaro, my plane was hit."

The Japanese soldiers were very frightened. They didn't expect that there would be someone who could pose a threat to them when there were no anti-aircraft machine guns on the ground.

"Whoosh" a rocket flew out in front of Li Jie, targeting the plane piloted by Kawasaki Kiyoguchi.

Then there was a "boom!" and fireworks were brilliant. Kawasaki Kiyokichi followed the remaining plane and crashed directly into the attacking Japanese soldiers, causing another explosion.

The Japanese on the other eleven planes fled in panic; they were frightened.

Especially since several planes were hit, they dared not stay. After gaining altitude, they flew directly towards the Hangzhou Bay Fleet.

In fact, when Gu Changfeng and his companions took action, the Japanese had already tried to increase their flight altitude as much as possible, but they did not expect that they were so fast!

It was mainly Li Jie, who reacted within a few seconds after Gu Changfeng made his move.

He immediately aimed at the most arrogant one in the middle and sent Kawasaki Kiyokuchichi back into the arms of Aunt Amaterasu with one shot.

Gu Changfeng felt relieved. Although the remaining planes escaped, Li Jie's shot was indeed awesome.

If the Japanese flew out of range a little later, there would be no hope at all!

The soldiers around Li Jie said excitedly: "Platoon leader, you are awesome! You shot down all the Japanese planes!"

The soldier stuttered a little when he spoke, obviously he hadn't expected it.

Li Jie himself was stunned. He didn't expect that a shot fired in anger could actually directly shoot down a Japanese plane!

Hearing the soldiers' flattery, he finally calmed down and spoke in a rather elated manner.

"Haha! It's just so-so. The Japanese were quite considerate and just came to my doorstep to let me fight them."

"Platoon leader, please teach me. Many of our brothers were killed by the Japanese planes!"

"Yes! Platoon Leader, teach us."

The soldiers next to Li Jie spoke up one after another.

They were more than a mile away from the position and hid well, so nothing happened.

"Okay, okay. Just follow me and I will definitely teach you!" Li Jie agreed happily.

"Don't waste time, the Japs are about to counterattack, get ready!"

Zhao Ziqing roared. He was hiding only 200 meters away from Li Jie. Seeing a group of people still in the mood to chat, he immediately became furious.

"Yes, brothers, hurry up and take your positions."

Li Jie's face felt a little hot, which was really not right on the battlefield.