Ogasawara Sugeo's flying squadron was in a huge crisis, they could only continue to dodge in the enemy's fire network, but the enemy's number of anti-aircraft guns was too large, the number of aircraft flying was too low, and the anti-aircraft guns had the best firing conditions, even if the Japanese fighters were known for their flexibility, they were constantly being hit by anti-aircraft guns, and if they could not break through the anti-aircraft fire network of the anti-aircraft gun positions, their entire flight position might be completely destroyed here. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, a fighter plane emitting thick smoke suddenly accelerated towards the anti-aircraft gun position, and when it flew past Ogasawara Shuo's plane, the pilot inside smiled at Ogasawara Shuo.

"No !!" Ogasawara suddenly knew what this fighter was going to do! He is going to launch a suicide attack on the anti-aircraft guns, under the attack of so many anti-aircraft guns, it is impossible for their damaged planes to return to the base, but they can attack the anti-aircraft guns, if they can break through the barrage of anti-aircraft guns, they will destroy the anti-aircraft guns, if they are unfortunately hit, the planes will go straight and die with the anti-aircraft guns!

Looking at the fighter plane that rushed towards the anti-aircraft gun and dived away, Ogasawara Shuo's heart ached, and in the plane was his hair small, a good friend who graduated from the Army Academy together and entered the flying team together: Ken Sato, the leader of the 3rd Squadron of the 11th Flying Squadron of the Imperial Army.

Ken Sato's fighter plane was too badly damaged before, and it was hit by the anti-aircraft gun not long after it flew out, but it did not explode in the air and rushed straight towards the anti-aircraft gun. With a loud bang, Ken Sato disappeared into the battlefield along with the anti-aircraft gun, leaving only debris all over the ground.

Ken Sato's jade shattering aroused the ferocity of the entire flying group, and some of the damaged planes began to continuously break away from the group and launch suicidal attacks on the anti-aircraft guns in front of the group, and the sound of explosions was heard throughout the anti-aircraft gun positions.

Ogasawara Sugeo's flying team quickly tore a safe air corridor from the encirclement of the anti-aircraft guns under the continuous suicide attacks, but at this time, there were less than 30 planes left in the flying team, and nearly 50 planes were shot down in the breakout or died together with the anti-aircraft guns, and even if they rushed out, most of the planes were damaged to varying degrees, and some could not even fly back to the base.

The fighters suffered heavy losses, and Ogasawara had already given up his preparations to return to the battlefield after the group climbed, and he returned directly with the remaining fighters!

Watching the Japanese planes leave, the soldiers on the anti-aircraft gun positions often breathed a sigh of relief, don't look at them and destroy a lot of fighters, but these planes are not stationary, they will attack! In just a few minutes, the casualties of the anti-aircraft artillery positions were huge, and some bombers forced their way through the barrage in the sky, although the bombers had been shot down, but it had already dropped bombs above the anti-aircraft guns, and there were heavy casualties in an instant! Not only that, but these Japanese fighters seemed to be dead. As soon as he was hit, the pilot's first reaction was not to parachute, but to adjust the nose of the aircraft and rush towards the nearest anti-aircraft gun. Wang Lei laid nearly 60 anti-aircraft guns in this anti-aircraft artillery position, but after the Japanese planes left, there were less than 30 anti-aircraft guns left in the anti-aircraft artillery position at this time.

Wang Lei sighed deeply when he saw this scene in the projection, this is the last thing he wants to see, but it is also expected, the Japanese are ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to themselves! Although the first organized air kamikaze was in the autumn of 1944, the mad dog-like spirit of the Japanese has always been imprinted in the blood.

The encounter of the 5th Flying Group was seen by most of the Japanese troops in the battlefield, and the fiasco of the aircraft destroyed the last trace of morale of the Japanese troops in the battlefield.

The battle was finally over, the second battle lasted 8 hours, nearly 3,000 Japanese troops were eliminated, more than 1,000 people were captured, a tank squad was eliminated, nearly 50 planes of the Japanese Fifth Flying Group were shot down, nearly 10 pilots were captured, nearly 25 Japanese officers were captured, and 10 officers died on the battlefield. The casualties of the Independent Regiment in this campaign were less than 1,000, and most of the casualties occurred on a few anti-aircraft gun positions, and nearly 100 soldiers were killed in the anti-aircraft gun positions in the northeast of the most tragic Independent Regiment.

The battle was over, some soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were busy cleaning up the battlefield, and a recruit who had just joined the independent regiment was full of excitement: "Squad leader, it turns out that fighting is so simple!" The little devils are not as terrifying as the big cows and I say! ”

The squad leader was an old soldier who took out his cigarette stick and took two puffs of "It's easy to fight!" Dog baby, Lao Tzu asks you, how much ammunition did you shoot today? ”

The soldier named Dog Wazi stopped searching for the corpse of the devil on the ground, tilted his head and thought: "The 150 you gave me yesterday, and then I went to the platoon commander to ask for some, and a total of more than 200 bullets!" ”

Syllable! The squad leader knocked the little soldier on the head with a cigarette stick, "You little loser, you actually fired more than 200 bullets, and Lao Tzu used to only have 50 bullets at most in a battle!" ”

"Didn't you say it, say that this battle is not about ammunition, just fight! And you've beaten me more! I got 3 rounds of ammunition from the platoon commander, 100 at a time! The little soldier covered his beaten head and felt a little aggrieved.

"You ......" The old squad leader didn't know what to say all of a sudden, but his thoughts drifted far away, after fighting for so many years, last night was the most enjoyable battle, they didn't have to count the bullets and shoot, they didn't have to wait for the enemy to get close before fighting, they didn't have to charge the enemy with a big knife, and finally didn't need the shells to fall on their heads, they finally had artillery support behind them, and the machine gun positions erected by the enemy could be called artillery bombardment of him, and the words of the platoon commander were to let the little devils understand what fire suppression was! And all this thanks to one person, thinking of all this, he couldn't help but say: "Thank you! Little madman! ”

"Squad leader! What are you talking about? The little soldier pulled the old squad leader's train of thought back: "I said this time thanks to Wang Lei!" ”

"Wang Lei? Oh~! You say little madman! He's amazing! You see last night the 3rd platoon and 2nd squad were carrying that, what kind of thing is called, this shot like this, the little devil's tank exploded, more powerful than the thunder hammer! The little warrior's eyebrows fluttered.

"What little madman! He's the director of the arsenal! Don't scream! ”

"Factory Director!? The little madman really doesn't look like a factory director! He used to joke with us and would bring us food, and I remember another time he came back from the mountains with a rabbit and divided half of it with me! Speaking of rabbits, the little warrior involuntarily licked his mouth, although the Eighth Route Army was not too short of food, but meat was rare.