"What are you doing? Can you calm down for a while? I'm not even able to chat with you. Alas... hiss... it hurts, be fucking gentle!"

Milong, who was lying not far away, cursed impatiently, and the wound under his ribs touched his nerves so much that he grinned. He was already unhappy when he heard these two guys being in love with each other.

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"Brother, don't move, beware that the wound has collapsed again." Yang Danzi was still standing beside him, treating his wound with sterilization water while preaching with caring.

"Hehe, the turtle son can't spit out ivory from his mouth. Don't worry about her, let him feel pain in the dog days." Yaoma scolded.

This guy who doesn't care about the big deal, picked up the helmet and threw it over.

The helmet hit the ground and banged, which scared Milong and roared again: "Oh, Hunan barbarian, do you believe it if I'm going to kill me?"

"I believe it. I'll save a grenade if I kill you. It's better to blow up a few more little Dongyang..."

A burst of laughter suddenly sounded in this small warehouse, which also brought some joy to the desperate people.

Meng laughed and shook his head without saying a word, but just watched these guys playing tricks quietly. Only they still have the intention to mess around in such desperate situations.

What he should face is still facing. He no longer has any hope for the current situation, but when he thinks of his parents who are far away in Zenda, he still can't help but worry and reluctance emerges in his heart. It doesn't matter if he dies, his parents have no one.

After seeing off, the incense of Lao Meng’s family is about to be cut off.

"What's wrong with Captain Meng? Are you worried? Or do you miss my mother at home?" Long Weng rolled up his sleeves and walked over carelessly.

"You're thinking too much, I'm not that pretentious." Meng Anniao laughed and never admitted the fact that he missed homesickness.

"Come on, no one knows whoever is. It's a pity that you are only twenty years old and haven't talked about a wife and didn't leave a child or a daughter. Hehe, you boy are so unfilial."

"Go to your uncle!"

Meng frowned and said with a bold look on his face: "Why do you want to be a family before the Japanese invaders have been eliminated? We can also be regarded as winning glory for the country. What is there to say about the difficulty of the battlefield? Only death..."

"Haha, Captain Meng is so enlightened, yes, it's not bad."

Long Wenhua smiled heartlessly, but his cunning eyes had a deep meaning, and he said to himself as if he had made some decision:

"The Japanese are all concentrated on the three sides of the southeast and west. At this time, they are still surrounded by three quarries and one. The key is to stay in the road of life and leave the forest in the north. Isn't this not good at learning skills..."

Listening to Long Wen's words that were wrong, Meng Fu Le was very confused and looked at him in confusion.

"Let's evenly put the bullets evenly later. You lead a team to the north and get into the forest and don't look back..."

"What does it mean? I'm making me a deserter!?"

"What kind of deserters are not deserters? This is called a scattered breakthrough. Do you understand the art of war?"

Meng was upset and murmured. When he heard this, the fool knew that the chance of going north was greater. Long Weng wanted to use himself as a target to give him a chance to escape.

"Why don't you take people to the north?"

"Stop talking nonsense, at least I'm still the deputy commander, obey the order!"

Leave some seeds for the first ball...

Long Weng said with unquestionable eyes, but the last sentence came to his mind silently.

Without waiting for Meng Fan to retort, he suddenly jumped to the wooden box and shouted loudly to everyone: "Brothers, I don't talk much nonsense after all, everyone knows what will happen next."

"The last combat order... launch an attack on the enemy ten minutes later. Even if we die, we will die on the road to charge!"

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Kimura looked coldly at the townhouses and warehouses in the southeast corner. All the Chinese hid in it and survived. The situation was clear. They were now unable to escape.

The just-in-committed surrender was slapped in the face in public, and even though he claimed to be open-minded, he was somewhat unbearable to face.

"Report to the Chief of Staff." A major was about to report to him: "The artillery brigade is in place and can attack the enemy at any time."

"Yoxi, get them ready and bombard the southeast corner of the railway station in ten minutes!"

"Hi!"

Kimura nodded with satisfaction, squinted his eyes and smiled gloomyly, muttering to himself: "Hmph! It's so stupid... Since I don't accept my kindness, then prepare to go to hell."

The reason why I want to persuade the opponent to surrender is that on the one hand, I want to minimize the losses of our own personnel. The combat effectiveness of this group of Chinese people should not be slapped, and it will only be even more terrifying in this desperate situation.

He was cautious and of course he wanted to end all this with the lowest cost. After all, the 128th Regiment is still very painful until now. Even if he took Lashio, the huge loss would inevitably be scolded by the division commander.

On the other hand, he was also waiting for the artillery brigade to take his seat. It was a bit too big. I guess he would not survive with just one round of artillery attacks.

Buzzing...

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

"Langda?"

"Look at the west side!"

"What is that? I haven't received a report from the mission of the Army Aviation Squadron..."

The Japanese soldiers in the team couldn't figure out the situation with each word. Only Kimura frowned, and a bad premonition arose...

"Is it... the Chinese fighter plane!?"

When the master next to him widened his eyes, he was obviously startled: "No...no."

Kimura was sweating profusely in an instant, and she didn't have a hammer. There was no second possibility other than that.

"Air raid alarm! Everyone is out of alert!"

The loud voice immediately exploded into storm waves among the Japanese army. What's so great? The enemy planes flew on their heads and the bomb was not allowed to fall anytime and anywhere?

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

Kimura's reaction was extremely fast, but he was trying hard to command the troops to react and suddenly realized a serious problem.

He grabbed the Grand Secretary's collar and spitted across the starry sky: "Go and notify me later..."

Buzz woo...

The deafening howling sound came again, and Kimura couldn't help but look into the sky not far away, which were several beautiful planes with American star-stripe flags and shark mouths.

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

Six p40s lined up in three and two aircraft, jumping out of the clouds under the leadership of the head aircraft, hovering in the sky like several eagles looking for their targets.

In order to shell the Chinese, the Japanese artillery brigade pushed its wheels around Shuangfeng Mountain and set up its positions on the open space outside the barracks.

The shooting range is very wide without any obstruction and is very suitable for artillery positions, but when viewed from high altitude, it becomes a "beacon" as conspicuous as it is.

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

"all     right, the second formation launched a strike immediately, and Arc Light 2 received a question and answer."

"This is Arc Light No. 2, please tell me."

"Wisker, use the wireless telecommunications code they provide to contact that unit, and it is best to mark the area of ​​the security zone."

"roger, I hope we shouldn't be late."

The pilots on the plane were Jamie and others. The Nankan temporary airport was finally completed around 4 o'clock this afternoon. Although the surface was a little rough, it could at least provide a landing platform, and the ground crew could only allow soldiers from the chariot battalion to replace them.

Liao Mingyu secretly exchanged dozens of barrels of aviation fuel in the system and arranged it in no trace in the logistics convoy that originally belonged to the chariot battalion.

He also personally escorted the fuel to the airport to ensure that everything was foolproof. When everything was ready, he immediately sent an urgent report to Jamie.

Jamie, who was still on patrol mission, was also not vague and immediately asked his aviation team to change their course and flew directly to Nankan.

They had replaced their combat weapons at Baoshan Airport long before taking off. In addition to full load of ammunition, each aircraft also had four 125 kilogram aviation bombs.

In fact, Jamie and the others are also taking great risks. Not to mention how to explain to the bald man Helterin later, this weapon configuration alone indicates that the fuel tank capacity cannot reach the maximum range, and it is already possible to fly to Nankan.

It's the limit. If something goes wrong at the airport there, their six fighter planes will have to crash and parachute.

Fortunately, Liao Mingyu was not joking. Not only did Nankan have a straight runway of about 600 meters in length, the ground crew carefully drew the marking line, and the radio communication team guided the landing for them, and the aviation fuel was also prepared in advance.

This is no different from the normal airport ratio.

Little did they know that these were all things that Liao Mingyu had just crammed for. Fortunately, there was a systematic encyclopedia, and it was not too difficult for World War II aircraft to cooperate with the corresponding equipment.

So Jamie and his group set off immediately after replenishing fuel in Nankan. They arrived over Lashio in just twenty minutes, and finally entered the battlefield at the last moment.

The Japanese artillery positions, which were like roosters, were exposed to the vision of the fighter formation, and two of the p40s dived without hesitation like lightning.

"Transfer the position!"

"Hayaku, move the shells away!"

Seeing the enemy planes attacking them, the Japanese on the position were in a panic and shouting endlessly. Even if they were moving faster, they would not be as fast as the fighter planes with wings.
Chapter completed!