The sky has been bright, the rising sun will illuminate the whole valley very clearly, under the illumination of the sun, everything in Huanghualing is so clear.

Mo Xiaosong leaned against the trench, looking at the small figure that appeared under the hillside through the lookout hole, his face did not show any uneasiness, and the same was true of several soldiers next to him, after a few days of bloody battles, even the most timid rookie had transformed into a warrior who was accustomed to seeing life and death.

There was a sound of footsteps in the trenches, and soon a cigarette appeared in front of him, and Xiang Yihang's voice immediately sounded behind him, "Why don't you go to sleep, why are you running here?" ”

"It's nothing, I can't sleep" Mo Xiaosong took the cigarette and put it in his mouth, took out a box of matches from his pocket and lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and then let the cigarette turn around in his lungs before it came out of his mouth, and the whole person let out a comfortable moan.

Xiang Yihang leaned against the trench on the side, looked at the busy Japanese soldiers at the foot of the mountain, and then asked, "How many people are still in your class?" ”

Mo Xiaosong said casually: "Except for the three brothers lying in the health team in the back, there are only four who can shoot including me." ”

Xiang Yihang stopped talking, and said with a wry smile for a long time: "This battle is really miserable, our battalion is now less than 300 people left, and after this battle, the army has to be replenished with a large number of new soldiers." ”

Mo Xiaosong smiled nonchalantly: "Platoon commander, didn't you often say that the soldiers of the iron-beaten battalion were flowing in the past, why did you feel emotional today." ”

Xiang Yihang glanced at him with some surprise: "I can't see it, you kid can see it better than me." It's a material who was born to be a soldier! ”

Mo Xiaosong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I have seen more dead people in the past two days than I have seen in my life, and I am numb to see it, what else can I not see." ”

"You!" Xiang Yihang patted him on the shoulder, sighed softly, turned around, and continued walking along the trench towards the position not far away.

Mo Xiaosong stayed in the fortification for a while. Flicked the butt of the cigarette forward with his fingers, glanced at the Japanese soldiers who appeared at the bottom of the hillside, and then walked into the tunnel behind him.

This is said to be a tunnel, but in fact it is just a three- or four-meter-long anti-artillery hole, which is already the limit of what they can do due to the tight time.

At this time, there were three soldiers lying in the tunnel, and they were sleeping soundly. After several days of fierce fighting, everyone's physical strength was extremely tired, and all the soldiers were seizing all the time to rest.

Mo Xiaosong leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and soon entered the dream. I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a rapid whistling sound outside, and then a violent explosion sounded not far away.

For a soldier, the sound of a gunshot is an order, not to mention an explosion. After the explosion. The soldiers, who had been sleeping soundly, opened their eyes almost at the same time. All the soldiers, including Mo Xiaosong, almost jumped up, grabbed the guns around them and ran towards the entrance of the cave.

When they rushed out of the tunnel and entered the position, they found dozens of chariots under the hillside, and thousands of Japanese soldiers began to rush up the hill again under the cover of the chariots.

"Quick...... Rack up the machine gun! ”

Mo Xiaosong commanded two soldiers, and their squad was also the only remaining MG34 machine gun in the platoon, and it was erected, and soon a dense rain of metal bullets swept towards the Japanese troops under the hillside, beating dozens of Japanese soldiers who were rushing up the hillside under the cover of two Type 95 forced combat vehicles.

The 23rd Mixed Brigade had been fighting the 561st Regiment for several days, and at least 40 percent of the Japanese casualties during those days were caused by this machine gun. Moreover, this machine gun is extremely vicious, due to its fast rate of fire. The shooter could fire 12 to 15 rounds with each short burst of the trigger, and if any unfortunate Japanese soldier was hit by the MG34, he would have been shot several times in an instant, and the chances of survival were slim. The most frustrating thing for the Japanese soldiers is that this machine gun also has protective measures for the shooter, because of the submarine-fired equipment, the machine gunner of the MG34 can not hide under the cover and observe the movement in front of the submarine-fired equipment to strafe, so under normal circumstances, the Japanese want to kill the machine gunner of the MG34 can only rely on artillery or grenadiers to bombard it.

Looking at the Japanese troops under the hillside and dodging under the strafing of machine guns, Mo Xiaosong had an indescribable joy in his heart, taking advantage of the fact that the Japanese army had no idea about him, he hurriedly shot down the hill with the G43 rifle in his hand, after the bullets in one magazine were exhausted, the Japanese soldiers under the hillside also left two corpses, and the remaining Japanese soldiers either shrank to the back of the tank or hid in the bunker.

Mo Xiaosong changed the magazine with satisfaction, and when he saw that the two machine gunners who had killed each other were still shooting, he immediately trotted over and said loudly: "Shift positions...... Shift positions now! ”

Mo Xiaosong's reminder was timely, and as soon as the two machine gunners left the bunker, two tank guns hit the bunker one after another.

"...... It's too dangerous......" Looking at the bombed bunker, Mo Xiaosong, who was not far away, wiped his cold eyes, and when he looked down the hillside, he saw a Type 95 medium tank and a Type 89 light tank aiming their muzzles here, and there were still many green smoke coming from the muzzles. Seeing this, Mo Xiaosong was very helpless, their company's combat defense artillery had lost its combat effectiveness last night, and there were no extra anti-tank weapons at all, if they couldn't solve the Japanese tanks and artillery, the second line of defense might be difficult to keep.

and Mo Xiaosong have the same mood as the head of the regiment Huang Jian. country, Huang Jian at this time. Guo also regretted it in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that he left the regiment's air defense company in Jinhua in order to advance lightly, with twelve Bofors 20-mm anti-aircraft guns in hand, he would not have paid attention to those Japanese thin-skinned chariots under the hillside, but now he could only watch the swaggering pestles of those chariots firing at the second line of defense under the hillside.

Looking at the sky in the west, Huang Jian. In his heart, he could only silently pray that his military seat would not forget himself.

I have to say that Huang Jian. The prayer of the kingdom may have been useful, but shortly after the day dawned, a low roar was heard in the sky. As the roar grew louder and louder, more than twenty small black dots emerged from the clouds.

The appearance of the plane caused the desperate two sides to stop fighting, and all eyes were on the plane emerging from the clouds. Everyone understands that these planes will largely determine the course of this battle.

Soon. The planes above the clouds lowered their altitude and began to hover over the battlefield, and at this time, the warring sides on the ground had clearly seen the planes hovering above their heads, and the soldiers of the 561st Regiment immediately sank, and the large red ointment flag on the wings of those planes was so dazzling.

One side was shocked, the other side was naturally happy, but the Japanese troops under the hillside broke out into bursts of cheers at this time. In the past two days, they have lost too many people under this hillside. Now that there are tanks, artillery, and planes to help them, it will be a breeze to take this hillside.

"Yo Si. I didn't expect the naval aviation to come to help, which is really good, it seems that Commander Tanaka still cares about us. Kazeta Okuyama, who was next to Kitada Minami, said very happily.

"I hope so!" As the brigade commander, Kitada Nan naturally can't be as happy as Okuyama Kazeta, but his face is much better. With the help of airplanes. It shouldn't be a big problem to take Huanghualing before noon, so that his face will be saved, otherwise if he really wants the overseer team to come, even if he can take down the 23rd mixed brigade of Huanghualing, he will lose face.

This time, the planes that came this time were still the same group that took off from the Chicheng aircraft carrier, including 12 Type 97 bombers and 9 Type 96 fighters. It stands to reason that the Chicheng, which had just lost 32 planes, should do now that the Chicheng should immediately turn around and return to the mainland to replenish, but under the strict orders of the Admiralty, they still had to bite the bullet and continue to send planes to continue to aid the Jinhua battlefield, and the reason why they supported Huanghualing this time was naturally the result of Tanaka Hisakaichi's repeated insistence.

Captain Yasui Hione, who was piloting a Type 96 carrier-based aircraft, looked at the dense rain of bullets sprayed from the Huanghualing below. His brows furrowed, and then he turned on the public channel of the equipped radio station and ordered: "Attention bombing formations...... Immediate bombardment, bombardment of the positions in China at Huanghualing. Note...... The speed must be fast, and return immediately after the bombing, there may be a Chinese fighter here at any time. ”

If Yasui had given this order three days ago, there would have been a good chance that he would have said it. Jiuhui was ridiculed by other pilots, you must know that this country has almost all the planes that can take to the skies to fight, where did the planes come from to provoke them, the elites of the navy. However, the great battle the day before yesterday taught them a solid lesson, and this country, which seemed to them to be extremely weak, not only had warplanes, but was also the most advanced warplane in the world, and the loss of 32 planes the day before yesterday was the best proof of this.

"Understood!"

The pilot of the bombing formation responded, and the twelve bombers divided into four formations and began to pounce on Huanghualing.

"Aim...... Get ready to drop the bomb! ”

The captain of a Type 97 bomber led by him piloted the plane while giving orders through the internal communication channel.

With the opening of the cabin door, the first batch of six sixty-kilogram bombs was ready.

Just as the captain was about to give the order to drop the bomb, a frightened voice suddenly rang out in the headset.

"Not good...... Plane...... The plane of the people of China ......"

"Pull it up...... Prepare to dodge ......"

As soon as the captain turned his head when he heard this, he saw more than a dozen black shadows suddenly appear in the upper left, and these black shadows swooped down towards the bombing formation at an extremely fast speed.

"It's not good, get out of the way!"

As soon as the captain's words fell, he saw six hot tongues of fire erupt from the wings of a fighter plane rushing to the front, and a puff of black smoke suddenly rose from the cockpit of a Type 97 bomber located at the top, and then in just a few seconds, the bomber fell to the ground with thick black smoke.

"It's the Wildcat fighter of the China!"

At the moment when the bomber fell to the ground, Yasui Kune, who was hovering and patrolling in the sky, also roared angrily, "Attention the escort formation, immediately rush over to disperse them, don't let them attack our bombers wantonly!" ”

For the 202nd Army's equipment of this Wildcat fighter Yasui Jiuneng Although he has not fought with it, he has also heard some sporadic news, although the Army Airlines and the Navy Airlines have never dealt with each other, but some news can not be hidden, and Yasui Jiuneng also has some understanding of this aircraft.

Although this fighter is not as flexible and fast as the German-made Messerschmitt Bf-109 aircraft equipped by the 202nd Army. However, its heavy armor and ferocious firepower make up for these shortcomings.

With Yasui Kuneng roaring, the nine 96 warships escorting the escort also pounced on those wildcat fighters, and more than a dozen fighters fought at an altitude of 3,000 meters. And the number of both sides is exactly 9:9.

As soon as the two sides began to fight, Yasui found that these Wildcat fighters were very different from the Bf-109 fighters they encountered the day before yesterday, in other words, those who flew Bf-109 planes were more agile like clever birds, and these Wildcat planes were like a group of rampaging bulls, they often swooped down from a high altitude with ferocious firepower, regardless of whether they were strafing at the target, and ran after the fight.

Yasui once bit the tail of a Wildcat fighter and strafed it, but when he finished firing a shuttle of bullets, he was surprised to find that the other party was still swaggering in the sky. The armor of his fuselage was heinously thick, and that's not all, the Wildcat had a gap to shoot a Type 97 bomber while dodging his attack. Knocked off the bomber's wing.

"Yaga Yalu!" Faced with such a situation, Yasui Jiuneng was so angry that he scolded. The other party clearly used this attitude to tell them that Lao Tzu would not be able to break Lao Tzu's defense even if he stood still and let you beat you.

"Bastard...... What the hell is going on, why can't our machine guns penetrate their protection. ”

Soon. The surprised and frightened voices of Japanese pilots rang out everywhere in the sky. At war. Many pilots of the Japanese Navy found that the two 7.7 mm Type 97 machine guns on their planes were like tickling on the fuselage of the opponent, and at most they could only add a few small holes to the fuselage of the opponent.

"Haha...... Brothers, rush up and kill them! ”

In a Wildcat fighter, Du Changfeng shouted excitedly, just now he shot down a Type 97 bomber and a Type 96 carrier-based aircraft, plus an enemy plane shot down last time. Now he has shot down three enemy planes, and if he shoots down one more, he will become an ace pilot. It's almost like a dream for a newcomer.

The battle in the air continued, but Yasui Hisano's heart was full of despair, this could no longer be called a battle, in his opinion it was already a massacre. The massacre of Imperial naval aviation by the Chinese Air Force.

The armor of this kind of aircraft of the Huaxia people was so thick that the three or five rounds of 7.7 mm machine gun bullets hitting its fuselage did not have much effect on it at all. On the contrary, the attack of its sharp six large-caliber machine guns can easily tear through the body of the Type 96, and even explode directly. The only wrecked Wildcat was because it hit its fuel tank. But the plane's fuel tank is so good to hit? This requires not only great skill, but also a certain amount of luck.

Only five minutes after the battle began, seven of the nine Japanese Type 96 fighters were shot down, while only one plane was shot down, and the pilots of the opposing side successfully parachuted.

And just after the Wildcat fighter was shot down, the remaining eight Wildcat fighters actually played savage flights. Relying on their thick skin and rough flesh, they directly rampage through the formation of the Japanese Type 97 bombers, and large-caliber machine guns were splashed everywhere with impunity, directly destroying most of the slow-moving Type 97 bombers. Several times Yasui wanted to lead the remaining Type 96 planes to entangle them, but now those Wildcat fighters have become entangled with their own bombers, and the slightest mistake will hurt their own people, which also makes them start to throw rat traps.

"This formation is all over!"

Yasui closed his eyes in pain, the performance of the Empire's planes was too poor. The Type 96 piloted by himself is already the latest fighter, but it is not an opponent at all against the Wildcat fighters of the Shanghua people, not to mention those slow Type 97 bombers. Judging from this situation, if the flight formation that attacked this time is not successful, there is a danger that the entire army will be annihilated.

"Your Excellency, Captain, another man's plane is coming!" The last ninety-six plane next to him who was in charge of guarding suddenly reminded.

Yasui looked into the distance, and more than twenty planes flew to the west, flying six Bf-109 fighters in the outermost area, and behind them were more than a dozen strangely shaped and slow-moving attack planes.

"Retreat!" Yasui had to give the order to retreat in pain. This time, they lost almost half of their formation, and if they were entangled by more than 20 planes that came to them, I am afraid that they would really be completely annihilated.

Seeing the Japanese plane fleeing in embarrassment, Du Changfeng naturally would not let go of the opportunity to shoot the water dogs, the remaining eight planes immediately chased after them, in a burst of machine gun roars, the Japanese plane's twelve Type 97 bombers were all shot down, Yasui Jiuneng and the last Type 96 plane also failed to escape, under the siege of four Wildcat fighters, Yasui Jiuneng's Type 96 plane also became a flame in the sky, and finally fell to the ground helplessly.

Although the battle in the sky was short, only less than half an hour, the impact on the two sides on the ground who were fighting was enormous. The cheering voices of the soldiers of the 561st Regiment on Huanghualing seemed to be able to shake through the sky, but on the other hand, the Japanese troops who were attacking were all as white as earth, and even the most nervous Japanese soldiers knew that they were going to be unlucky...... (To be continued.) )

PS: 2-in-1 big chapter!