My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 364
"What are you doing, make a fuss, can you calm down for a while, the old women are not as good as you. Hey... hiss... it hurts, please take it easy!"

Milong, who was lying not far away, cursed impatiently, the wound on his ribs pulled his nerves and made him grin his teeth.I was upset at first, but I was even more upset when I heard that these two bastards were there.

"Brother, don't move, be careful that the wound bursts open again." Yang Danzi was still guarding beside him, and while treating his wound with disinfectant, he said with concern.

"Hey, the turtle can't spit ivory out of the mouth of a dog, you don't care about him, Yangdanzi, let him hurt like a dog." Yao Ma scolded with a smile.

Bu Lai, a guy who doesn't think it's a big deal, picked up the helmet and threw it over.

The helmet hit the ground with a loud bang, which startled Milong, bared his teeth again and roared, "Oh, you Hunan savage, do you believe it or not that I'll fuck you to death?"

"I believe it. If I'm dead, I'll save a grenade, and blow up a few more Xiaodongyang..."

There was a sudden burst of laughter in this small warehouse, which also brought some joy to the desperate crowd.

Meng Fan smiled and shook his head without making a sound, just quietly watching these guys playing tricks there, and they are the only ones who still have the mind to mess around in this desperate situation.

What should be faced has to be faced. He has given up any hope for the current situation, but when he thinks of his parents who are far away in Zenda, he still can't help feeling concerned and reluctant. It doesn't matter if he dies. At the end of the day, the incense in Lao Meng's house might be cut off.

"What's the matter, Commander Meng? Are you worried? Do you still miss your mother?" Long Wenwen rolled up his sleeves and walked over carelessly.

"You're overthinking, little master, I'm not that hypocritical." The hard-spoken Meng Fan laughed, absolutely refusing to admit the fact of being homesick.

"Come on, who doesn't know who, but it's a pity that you are only in your twenties and you didn't talk to a mother-in-law, and you didn't leave a son and a half daughter. Hehe, you are very unfilial."

"Fuck you uncle!"

Meng Fan rolled his eyes at him, pretending to be heroic and said: "The Japanese invaders have not been wiped out, why do we call ourselves home? We have won glory for our country, what can we say about the hardships on the battlefield? Only death..."

"Haha, Commander Meng has a high level of awareness, um, not bad."

Long Wenwen smiled heartlessly, but there was a deep meaning in those sly eyes, as if he had made a decision, he said:
"The little devils are all concentrated in the southeast, west, and three sides. At this time, they still have a siege. The key way to survive is to leave the forest in the north. Isn't this not good at learning..."

Hearing what Long Wenwen said was wrong, Meng Fan was very puzzled and looked at him in a daze.

"Let's even out the bullets later, you lead a team to rush north, and don't look back when you get into the woods..."

"What do you mean? This is making me a deserter!?"

"What deserters don't desert? This is called breaking through the siege. Do you know the art of war?"

Meng was annoyed by Moran. Hearing this, any fool would know that the chance of going north is greater. Long Wenwen wanted to use himself as a target to give him a chance to escape.

"Why don't you take someone to the north yourself?"

"Stop talking nonsense, anyway, I'm still the deputy division commander, obey orders!"

Leave some seeds for the first regiment at least...

Long Wenwen's eyes widened and he spoke unquestionably, but he thought of the last sentence silently in his heart.

Before Meng could get tired of rebutting, he suddenly jumped onto the wooden box and shouted to everyone, "Brothers, I don't want to talk nonsense now, and everyone knows what will happen next."

"The last combat order... launch an attack on the enemy in 10 minutes, even if we die, we will die on the way to the charge!"

"understand!"

All the soldiers present looked at Long Wenwen with intense eyes. Everyone knew that this might be the last battle in their lives, but knowing the result, they still resolutely chose to accept it.

The soul of the army has long been injected into everyone's heart. As the continuation of the Sichuan Army, there is not a single coward in the first main force of the Third Division!
Only fight to the death, An Neng surrenders! ?

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Kimura looked coldly at the bungalows and warehouses in the southeast corner, where all the Huaxia people were hiding inside, and the situation was clear now, they were doomed to escape.

He was slapped in the face for persuading him to surrender just now, and even he, who claims to be open-minded, couldn't hold back his face to some extent.

"Report to Your Excellency the Chief of Staff." A Major Zuo Li was reporting to him: "The artillery brigade is in place and ready to attack the enemy at any time."

"Yosie, get them ready to bombard the southeast corner of the train station in 10 minutes!"

"Hey!"

Kimura nodded in satisfaction, squinted his eyes and smiled sullenly, muttering to himself, "Humph! How stupid... If you don't accept my kindness, then prepare to go to hell."

The reason why they want to persuade the opponent to surrender is to minimize the loss of their own personnel. The combat effectiveness of this group of Chinese people is not to be underestimated, and it will only be more terrifying in this desperate situation.

Cautiously, he certainly wanted to end all this at the lowest cost. After all, fighting the 128th Regiment is still extremely painful. Even if he wins Lashio, the huge loss will inevitably be scolded by the head of the division.

On the other side, he was also waiting for the artillery brigade to be in place. It was such a big place, and it was estimated that only one round of shelling would kill the people inside.

buzzing...

Just when Kimura felt that everything was a foregone conclusion, a roar suddenly came from far and near in the sky.

"Langda?"

"Look west!"

"What's that? I haven't received a report from the Army Aviation Squadron to carry out the mission..."

The Japanese soldiers in the team talked to each other, but they were all unclear about the situation. Only Kimura frowned, and a bad premonition arose spontaneously...

"Could it be...the fighter plane of the Huaxia people!?"

The major next to him widened his eyes when he heard this, and was obviously taken aback: "No... no way."

Kimura was sweating instantly, he didn't know how to use a hammer, and there was absolutely no other possibility.

"Air raid siren! Everyone spread out!"

The high-pitched voice immediately caused a storm in the Japanese army. Is this okay?The enemy planes are all flying over your head, so the bombs must not fall anytime and anywhere?

"Don't panic, move the ammunition and heavy weapons to the woods, and..."

Kimura's reaction was not unpleasant, but he was trying his best to direct the troops to respond, and he suddenly realized a serious problem.

He grabbed the major by the collar, spit flying all over the place: "Quickly go to the back and inform..."

hum woo...

The deafening whistling sound came again, and Kimura involuntarily looked towards the sky not far away. There were several beautiful planes with American Stars and Stripes and shark mouths.

"It's over... the artillery position!"

Six P40s lined up in three formations of two planes, jumping out of the clouds under the leadership of the head plane, circling in the sky like a few eagles looking for their targets.

In order to be able to bombard the Chinese, the Japanese artillery brigade did not hesitate to push the wheels around Shuangfeng Mountain and set up positions in the open space outside the barracks.
There is no shelter around here and the shooting range is extremely wide, which is very suitable for launching artillery positions, but it becomes a "lighthouse" as conspicuous as a "lighthouse" when viewed from high altitude.

"Call Arc One, and find the enemy artillery position at three o'clock!"

"All right, the second formation launched an attack immediately, and Arclight [-] received the question and answer."

"This is Arclight Two, please tell me."

"Wesker, use the radio code they provided to contact that army. It's best to mark the safe zone."

"Roger, I hope we're not too late."

The pilots on the plane were Jamie and others, and the Nankan Temporary Airport was finally completed around four o'clock this afternoon.Although the surface is a little rough, it can provide a landing platform anyway, and the ground crew can only let soldiers from the tank battalion replace it.

Liao Mingyu secretly exchanged dozens of barrels of aviation fuel in the system, and arranged them in the logistics convoy that originally belonged to the Chariot Battalion.

He also personally escorted the batch of fuel to the airport to make sure it was safe, and sent an urgent report to Jamie as soon as everything was ready.

Jamie, who was still on patrol, was also unambiguous, and immediately called his aviation team to change course and fly directly to Nankan.

Long before takeoff, they changed into combat weapons at Baoshan Airport. In addition to being fully loaded with ammunition, each plane was also equipped with four 125 kg aerial bombs.

In fact, Jamie and the others are also taking a great risk, not to mention how to explain to that bald guy in Hertling afterwards. This kind of weapon configuration alone indicates that the fuel tank capacity cannot reach the maximum range. It is already possible to fly to Nankan. It's the limit. If something goes wrong at the airport over there, their six fighters will have to crash and parachute in the end.

Fortunately, Liao Mingyu was not joking. Not only does Nankan have a straight runway about 600 meters in length, the ground crew carefully drew the marking identification line, and the radio communication team guided them to land, and the aviation fuel was also prepared in advance. This is no different from the ratio of normal airports.

Little did he know that this was something that Liao Mingyu had put together on the spur of the moment. Fortunately, with the encyclopedia of the system and the corresponding equipment, it was not too difficult for a World War II aircraft.

So Jamie and his team set off immediately after refueling in Nankan, and it took only 10 minutes to reach the sky above Lashio, and finally entered the battlefield at the last moment.

The Japanese artillery position, which was like a crake, was exposed to the view of the fighter formation, and two of the P40s swooped down like lightning without hesitation.

"Transfer position!"

"Ha Yaku, quickly move the shells away!"

Seeing the enemy planes approaching them, the little devils on the ground panicked and shouted endlessly. No matter how fast they moved, they could not be as fast as fighter jets with wings.

boom!boom!boom!boom!
When the fighter plane approached the sky above the target, it immediately dropped the aerial bombs under the wings. The flames shot straight into the sky, and the huge explosion sound shook the sky.

Although the 125 kg high-explosive aerial bomb is not as terrifying as the 500 kg class, it is superior in quantity. No fighter plane can carry 4 bombs, and its power cannot be underestimated.

Four large pits with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared directly on the ground, and there was no living thing within the range of the explosion.The two P40s turned their noses and dropped the remaining two aerial bombs again, and the Japanese artillery positions were plunged into a sea of ​​flames.

The most horrifying thing is that the propellants of the shells that were not transferred in time were detonated on the spot, and explosions swept the entire battlefield. Countless Japanese soldiers were blown to pieces, and even those artillery pieces were turned into a pile in an instant. Scrap iron.

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(End of this chapter)