my bright sword career

Chapter 234 As You Wish

When the hum of an engine sounded in the sky, both sides in the battle heard it.

The soldiers of the Tenth Regiment of the Japanese Army were naturally cheering. According to their general perception, in today's China, the only aircraft that can fly in the sky are the Imperial Japanese Empire. Now that their air support is here, those on the opposite side The Eighth Route Army, which is as smelly and hard as a stone in a latrine, is naturally a dead end.

And the faces of the commanders and soldiers of the Eighth Route Army at all levels have also changed. During the years of dealing with the Japanese army, they have suffered a lot from the little devil's plane. No matter what the battle situation is, as long as the little devil's plane comes, the only thing they can do is Find cover and hide, there is nothing else to do.

But fortunately, the two sides are fighting together now, and the Japanese planes can't do anything about them for the time being, but it's not a problem that the planes of the devils are always hovering above their heads.

Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang were in a state of panic. They had sent a telegram for help to Gao Hongming, but it was still unknown whether Gao Hongming would send a plane to support them. After all, it was the first time for them to be on a bridal sedan chair, and it was the first time they called for air support. , I don't know what the charter is.

Just when the two of them were in a panic, the planes in the sky finally flew over their heads, and these planes did not fly high enough for people on the ground to see them clearly.

The plane came so suddenly that the two sides who were fighting on the ground stopped fighting and raised their heads to look at the sky in unison.

This is a kind of biplane. It doesn't look big, and it flies very slowly. The huge blue sky and white sun on the wings on both sides are impressive.

After seeing the badges on the wings, there was a burst of cheers on the ground. Unlike the anxiety just now, the morale of the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army was greatly boosted at this time, although the soldiers did not know that these planes belonged to their own The head of the regiment summoned them, but they understood a simple truth, that is, these planes belonged to their own people, but the Japanese army was rarely panicked.

However, the planes in the sky didn't care about this. After the fleet circled twice in the sky, six planes immediately broke away from the formation and began to dive down towards the rear of the Japanese army.

The nose of the fighter plane kept flashing the flames of the machine gun, and a long tongue of flame spewed out, and a sharp orange flame shot down from the plane.

The dense rain of bullets opened up bloody passages among the Japanese troops in the rear at a very short distance.

As the two sides were engaged in a scuffle, although it was not the turn of the Japanese troops behind to participate, the formation was already extremely dense. With the sound of gunfire, patches of blood fog appeared on the ground, and countless Japanese soldiers rolled on the road after being shot. The dense bullets slammed into the road, and even caused a large cloud of snow and mud to fly.

A Japanese lieutenant who was directing the operation was shot, and the 12.7mm bullet slanted from the left chest to the back, piercing all the flesh and bones, and a large hole was opened in the front and back of the body.

The other Japanese soldier next to him was a little bit luckier. He was only shot in the right arm, but the powerful bullet knocked out his shoulder. For him, this kind of injury was nothing more than a longer life.

Naturally, this fleet was just arrived, the Bo-2 fleet piloted by Huang Kebiao and a group of student pilots.

Although this old-fashioned aircraft lags behind the average level of this era in terms of flight speed and altitude, it has taken advantage of the Japanese army who is defenseless and has no anti-aircraft weapons.

After strafing a round of the first attack, the six planes flicked their wings, and the two 150kg bombs hanging on their belly broke away from the hook and hit the ground heavily.

"Boom..."

A series of huge explosions instantly resounded through the entire sky, and the huge shock wave mixed with countless steel fragments suddenly swept across the ground. The Japanese soldiers within a radius of 200 meters were all shrouded in huge thick smoke, and countless gravel and soil clods shot into the sky. It rose up, and finally fell down overwhelmingly. Accompanied by the explosion, the earth seemed to be trembling.

No matter how elite the Tenth Regiment was, it was thrown into chaos by the sudden bombing.

Although the Independence Regiment was far away from the explosion point, they felt the ground shaking constantly under their feet under the violent explosion, and many people even fell down due to the shock.

However, Li Yulong's footwork is still quite steady, he grabbed Zhao Gang who was about to fall, "Damn it, this round of bomb throwing is too powerful, the little devil will die at least one or two hundred Bar?"

"I guess there are at least 300 people." Zhao Gang took Li Yunlong's arm and stood up, looking at the thick smoke rising a mile away, he said with emotion: "When our independent group encountered a devil's plane before, it was like Like a mouse, we can only hide in the bunker, now we can also call in planes to bomb the little devils, what a fucking feng shui turn."

Li Yunlong laughed triumphantly, "Old Zhao, you motherfucker has learned to speak foul language."

Zhao Gang was startled, then his old face turned red, and he said angrily, "I didn't learn from you, I was taught badly by you, do you know?"

Li Yunlong immediately thought of something: "By the way, Lao Zhao, since the plane is here, there is no need for us to fight with the little devil, and get out quickly!"

"That's right...notifiers, retreat quickly!" Zhao Gang also came to his senses and ordered to retreat quickly.

"Monk, don't fight your motherfucker, retreat quickly!"

With the sound of the retreating bugle, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army withdrew like a tide.

It stands to reason that the two sides are in a scuffle, so it is not so easy to withdraw, but at this time the Japanese army is being bombed, and everyone is distracted by the planes in the sky. Although many officers found that the Eighth Route Army was retreating , I couldn't spare the energy to intercept it for a while, and was withdrawn by the independent regiment just like that. When the officers of the Tenth Wing found out, it was too late.

When the independent regiment withdrew to its original position, the correspondent who was looking for him all over the world came to him panting with a radio station weighing dozens of kilograms on his back, "Leader... I finally found you. We just reached the sky fleet, their commander has requested to speak to you."

Li Yunlong quickly took the microphone and said loudly: "I am Li Yunlong, the head of the independent regiment. Thank you for your timely support."

With a rustling sound, a young voice sounded in the microphone: "Hello, Commander Li, I am Huang Kebiao, the interim commander of the student formation of the Liantai County Flying Brigade. We are ordered to support your department. Now our department can still stay in the air for half a day." If you need support, please ask in time, we have to return in half an hour."

Li Yunlong hurriedly said: "Brother, thank your regiment commander for me. I have no other requirements, but the little devil's artillery is too annoying. Can you blow up the devil's artillery position?"

The other party was silent for a while, and Huang Kebiao's crisp voice sounded again after a while, "Of course, as you wish!"

(End of this chapter)