The wolf-toothed magic weapon descended from the sky, and the battlefield situation suddenly changed. Arai Kanwei saw his soldiers running like wolf and wolf under the artillery fire. His eyebrows were beating violently, his eyes were about to split, his breathing was heavy, and his teeth were almost broken. Ah." He shouted in his heart, blood dripping from the corners of his eyes.
The officers under him initially wanted to organize soldiers to shoot at the helicopter with rifles and machine guns, but it was like hitting an egg against a stone. Apart from their own head injuries and bleeding, it was difficult to shake the whirring and slowly flying helicopter. The fighter planes that passed by were not even close to each other,
Arai, who had no idea what a helicopter was, took the Kaito Aoi as a type of fighter plane as a matter of course. This intelligence error was not eliminated until the arrival of Koizumi Toshiichiro.
"Your Excellency, what should I do?" the major asked in fear.
Arai was about to scold and reply when he suddenly felt a flash of light coming from his right. He turned around and saw a gorgeous fireworks rising into the sky. Finally, he found a way to vent the anger and helplessness in his heart and directed his sword towards the place. Bian pointed and shouted: "Kill them, kill those two wolf fangs."
"Hai." The major replied loudly, and then shouted: "Don't worry about the enemy's fighter planes, kill those two wolves, kill them, quickly, quickly."
Under the command of Guo Kui, the rescue team came in the direction of the rising flares. The Wolf Fangs were worried about the safety of Zou Jiahui and Cao Yang, and wished they could put on their wings and fly directly there.
When they started to attack, they all prayed in their hearts: "Zou Hei, stick, hold on, we are coming."
Seeing the signal fireworks, Guo Kui pointed in that direction and shouted urgently: "Over there, quickly, get closer, sniper, shoot in a targeted manner."
The sudden blow broke down the psychological defenses of many Japanese soldiers. The fear of enemy fighter planes made many Japanese soldiers forget that they were actually less than twenty meters away from the target. Arai's order reminded them of the fear in their hearts. With nowhere to vent, they roared and rushed towards Zou Jiahui and Cao Yang.
The arrival of his comrades made Zou Jiahui completely relaxed. He felt the danger and wanted to struggle, but he felt dizzy and realized that he seemed to be unable to muster any strength.
They have been in a state of tension for too long, and their physical and mental exertion have already exceeded their limits. They have lived on the edge of a knife every moment for so many days and nights, and they can actually survive until now. This is already a great achievement in itself. a miracle,
"Damn it, if I can take one more look at 'Haitongqing', it's worth dying now." Zou Jiahui murmured, with a smile on his face.
"Boom." About fifteen meters away from him, an explosion suddenly sounded. Three Japanese soldiers were blown away with a wailing sound. One of them stepped on a landmine,
"Ah." Another prisoner screamed. The unlucky prisoner stepped into a pit, and his calf was cut bloody by sharp wood.
As soon as the signal fireworks were raised, the Japanese rushed towards that place frantically. Guo Kui and others were anxious. Seeing this scene, they looked at each other. Guo Kui first praised: "You are worthy of my soldiers, you insist on getting it." Then. Then he shouted loudly: "Hurry up, hurry up."
Another landmine was stepped on and exploded, and the Japanese's charging momentum was stalled. Before they could adjust, five "Haitongqing" had already flown over their heads.
"Da da da..." The sound of machine guns exploded, mixed with the intensive gunshots of Wei Qing submachine guns and sniper rifles. One after another, the Japanese trembled and fell to the swamp. Many Japanese were afraid of this condescending attitude. Attacking firepower, they turned around and wanted to escape. However, the characteristics of the swamp slowed down their escape speed. The Wolf Fangs fine-tuned their guns and pulled the triggers. One after another, the Japanese were shot in the back and fell to the mud, dying. Be able to get rid of the shadow of fear,
"Don't panic, defeat it completely first." Guo Kui judged the situation on the battlefield and calmly ordered,
Five "Haitongqing" enveloped the sky above Zou Jiahui and the others in a radius of about 100 meters. The airborne machine guns, the submachine guns in the hands of the Wolf Fangs, and the sniper rifles opened fire steadily. More Japanese soldiers fell. Finally, the will of the Japanese army was completely defeated and began to flee in disorder,
Guo Kui held a submachine gun, glanced around and ordered: "Haul rope ladder."
Two "Haitongqing" hammered down the rope ladder, and he climbed down first.
Landing next to Zou Jiahui, he put the submachine gun behind his back. Under the light from another "Haidongqing", he saw Zou Jiahui grinning at him, his mouth full of blood foam, and then he saw clearly the tragic situation between him and Cao Yang. Xiang, his eyes couldn't help but heat up, "Good brother, we are here to take you home." He said to Zou Jiahui, leaned over and hugged him,
"Commander, save the stick first." Zou Jiahui lay in his arms and said weakly,
"It doesn't matter, we have many brothers here."
"Commander," Zou Jiahui shouted weakly and closed his eyes with a smile.
When Guo Kui saw a Wolf Ya behind him, he was shocked and shouted loudly: "Zou Hei, Zou Hei." He reached out and wanted to slap him on the cheek.
Guo Kui glared at him and shouted: "He's just too tired."
"Ah, hehe, I'm so nervous."
A quarter of an hour later, Zou Jiahui and Cao Yang were both carried on the back of the "Haitongqing" that Guo Kui was riding. The military doctor accompanying the team immediately gave them infusions and bandages. Guo Kui gave the order: "Return." Five "Haitongqing" "Slowly rise up, then accelerate towards the east,
Watching the five huge black figures flying further and further away, the lights on the fuselage gradually faded into the night. Arai Sengei's knees weakened and he fell to the ground. He yelled fiercely, grabbed the command knife and stabbed it into the abdomen.
"Your Excellency." The Major beside him exclaimed and rushed forward, stretched out his hand and fell in front of the tip of the knife, blocking his disembowelling knife with his own hand.
After the caesarean section failed, Arai threw a knife and cried out sadly: "What a shame! Under heavy siege, we actually let the Xuebing Army rescue people. I, how can I live in this world?"
The major held his injured left hand and said tremblingly: "Sir, I, I don't think this was a fault of war."
"What."
"The Xuebing Army has deployed the most sophisticated weapons. We don't have anti-aircraft weapons. Even if they rescue people, there is nothing they can do."
"Ba Ge, you are evading this. Defeat is defeat. As soldiers of the Japanese Empire, don't we even have the courage to admit defeat?"
"Your Excellency, even if you want to have a caesarean section to apologize, I think you should help the intelligence department figure out the new fighter planes of the Xuebing Army. Your Excellency, among us, you are the only one who knows the best about military equipment..."
"is that so."
"certainly."
Ten minutes later, Yashiro Yuki received the report from Arai. The old Japanese was stunned at first, then slapped the telegram on the table, and said viciously: "Yashiro, a cooked duck can fly," Arai This bastard, I'm going to chop him up."
His chief of staff said: "Your Excellency, it is better to report to Mr. Yamamoto first. If the two Wolf Fangs escape, they will escape. There are new fighters in the Xuebing Army. This information is more valuable."
Yashiro breathed heavily for a while and sighed: "Maybe, well, you can draft this telegram."