Author: Maomao Que Dade

Suddenly, Dai Yu vaguely heard something.

This voice is both familiar and unfamiliar.

Although his brain hadn't reacted yet, his body had begun to tremble involuntarily.

The thing that frightened him was approaching very quickly, as if it would appear in front of him in the next second, so he surrounded it with vigilance!

Finally! He remembered! September 21, 1937 was the day he feared the most. At that time, he had not yet joined the Eighth Route Army.

On the horizon in the distance, a biplane with a white body and red wings and a plaster flag made him wake up instantly.

Dai Yu immediately shouted to the soldiers of the special agent company behind him: "Enemy plane! Hurry and hide! Enemy plane! Hurry and hide!"

Fortunately, this old-fashioned fighter jet did not detect them. At a speed of 400 kilometers per hour, it missed the comrades hiding in the mountains and forests in the blink of an eye.

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the urging voice sounded again. And what was desperate was that this time there was another one.

Although the Type 95 fighter jets were not equipped with radios, the two incoming aircraft cooperated very well, as if they were communicating in real time.

They formed an attack formation on the left and one on the right and flew towards the hiding place of the secret service company. When they reached a certain distance, they lowered their altitude and began to fire.

Flames erupted from the noses of two old fighter jets, which were equipped with two 7.7 mm caliber Type 89 machine guns.

The bullet hit the ground and stirred up a series of rubble.

Several soldiers who were unable to evade were hit, with blood holes opening in their bodies and falling straight down.

Moreover, the pilots of these two planes were obviously experienced old Japanese, and they retreated very promptly.

Even if you know that the enemy below most likely does not have professional anti-aircraft weapons, you can still pull up the nose of the aircraft in time to avoid accidents.

Facts have proved that their operation is still somewhat useful.

After everyone in the secret service company saw their comrades being strafed by enemy aircraft, they subconsciously raised their weapons.

The Crooked Light Machine Gun and the Mosin-Nagant can pose a slight threat to fighter jets at this distance, but without a special anti-aircraft tripod and the Mosin-Nagant, which is limited by its rate of fire, the role it can play is very limited.

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You might be able to try your luck with the 38-inch cap, but you don't have to think about submachine guns.

This is not the Pearl Harbor in the movie, and the soldiers are not American soldiers.

There will be no Thomson ripple. The range of this gun is far worse, not to mention that it was made in Jin Dynasty.

Everyone's counterattack had no effect, and the Type 95 fighter jet with excellent climbing performance got rid of the threat in an instant.

Amidst the farewell sounds of the secret service company's various firearms firing, the two Japanese fighter jets flew away. The ointment flags on the wings seemed to be silently mocking the enemy's ridiculous resistance.

Then the two fighter jets made a maneuver similar to a double-ring fight, changing directions and attacking from both sides.

It's super low altitude, and it's in a mountainous forest area, with many obstacles around it.

The turning radius and turning angular speed of these two old antiques were not very good. The turning time required at least sixteen seconds, and it took a lot of time to find a suitable attack angle.

By the time the two little devils were about to launch another round of shooting, all the soldiers from the special agent company had already entered the forest and disappeared.

The Japs who only strafed once obviously found it unsatisfactory. Although the onboard weapons of the Type 95 fighter were only small water pipes in air combat, they had a full 900 rounds of ammunition.

After finally discovering the Eighth Route Army, the Japanese fighter pilots became furious when they thought that these people had tormented the Locust Army for more than a day.

They controlled the plane to hover at low altitude for a long time, shooting at every corner where the enemy might be hiding.

After using up his inventory of bullets, he shook his wings and left the forest.

After the Japanese fighter jets left, Dai Yu and Li Yunlong ran out of the forest with several people.

Several people picked up the soldiers who had been shot and fell to the ground and quickly ran into places where they could hide.

Compared with the secret service company that usually eats well and is well-trained, the soldiers who temporarily joined the team are in worse condition.

What's more, they had been imprisoned by the Japanese for so long. Although they had no injuries, they were not in their prime.

In this unexpected attack, seven soldiers were injured, including only two soldiers from the former special agent company.

If it weren't for protecting the doctor, they could even escape intact.

Fortunately, this small 7.7 mm water pipe could not take away the lives of the soldiers with one shot. Except for one who was hit in a fatal part and died on the spot, the remaining six survived.

Doctors who had been preparing for the attack immediately came to the wounded with various tools and medicines.

They quickly and comprehensively checked the injuries of the six people. Although they were not alive or dead, the doctors with outstanding professional skills temporarily stabilized the injuries of the injured.

If we can get to a place where conditions are available for surgery in time, there is a high probability that the lives of these six people can be saved.

Looking at his comrades lying on the ground and wailing, Dai Yu seemed to have returned to three years ago, and that feeling of powerlessness returned.

Li Yunlong on the side patted this young man on the shoulder. The careful old Li had long noticed that something was wrong with Dai Yu, and he lacked the vigor of the past.

He had a good impression of this bloody and skilled scout.

After getting along with each other for a few days, Staff Officer Li was already thinking about how to poach Zheng Yingqi and the division commander.

Even if such a tiger general cannot be taken away, he cannot be allowed to become decadent.

"Xiao Dai, comrades are all good. Death on the battlefield is our destination."

"Japanese planes are very scary, but sooner or later we will have a way to deal with enemy planes. I have a fellow countryman who is very capable. He will definitely make us stronger."

"Now is not the time to be depressed, cheer up! Let's go home!"

Although Staff Officer Li was not very good at making chicken soup, the word "home" suddenly reminded Dai Yu of why he joined the army and why he switched to the Eighth Route Army.

He nodded to Li Yunlong to express his gratitude, and then immediately went back to carry out the reconnaissance and pathfinding tasks he was responsible for these days.

Zheng Yingqi looked at the crowd and saw anxiety, worry and exhaustion on the faces of some soldiers.

He knew that if he didn't do something, this mission might be in danger.

The burly man took a few deep breaths and then exhaled heavily.

After a little relief from physical fatigue, he looked around and said in a calm tone:

"Comrades, we are about to win. The Japanese are making so much noise that they even dispatched planes. News about us must have reached the headquarters."

"The chief will not give up on us. As long as it can be confirmed that we have not been eliminated, the headquarters will definitely send troops to help us."

"Don't doubt our Eighth Route Army's intelligence network and staff."

After hearing this, everyone's expressions immediately improved a lot.

But at this moment, a somewhat unfamiliar voice sounded behind Zheng Yingqi.

"Commander of the Eighth Route Army, we have discussed it with our brothers and let's separate here."

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