However, at this time, most of Zhou Xiong's regiment had already been killed to the edge of the forest, and Dao Hengxiao wanted to slap his middle finger at the sky, and he would have an egg so late. It's a pity that the war is too tight now, and he doesn't have the time to spare.

At this time, it was really uncertain who the bomb would hit, and the group of planes circled overhead for a while. Leaving the long way, there are many battlefields in Shanghai, since there is no opportunity here, there are still many places to use force. The air force came happily and walked in a chic manner, but Dao Heng Xiaoqing scolded his mother below, and as the enemy troops poured more and more into the grove, the two sides entered the level of fierce short-handed combat. Screams erupted in the woods.

Chen Dabiao hid in a tree, and the Browning pistol in his hand poked forward from time to time, sniping at the target in his sight. There were too many Japanese troops, one shot at a time, and four or five people were killed in a row.

Rumble! Not long after, a grenade from the Japanese army was also thrown over, and a gap was blown out of the tree pole, and Chen Dabiao also fell into the smoke. A soldier mixed with the 4th Brigade rushed in with a machine gun, and in the face of several Japanese soldiers who rushed over, angry bullets erupted with a trembling hand. swept away three or four Japanese soldiers, and at the same time mistakenly killed one of his own. It's just that under this chaotic war in front of him, no one cares so much, and there is only one purpose for living, to kill these Japanese in front of him.

"Go back. I want to kill the devil, and I can't take care of you. A soldier pushed the middle-aged man who had led the way before, and rushed towards the mulberry forest with a rifle.

"You, you wait, me. I'm going to find the town's security guards! The middle-aged man was shocked by the bloody scene in front of him, and his legs were a little weak. It's not about one person's guts. Most people who have never seen blood suddenly see the corpses all over the place, and it is good that they can endure the phenomenon of stumps and not vomit until now.

However, whenever the sound of the engine sounded in the air, it always meant misfortune for the hostile ground troops, and in fact, after Jiang Li gained a firm foothold in Gansu, he immediately began to purchase air defense equipment from outside. It's just that the war on the Shanghai side is too hasty, and the weapons for air defense have not yet arrived. Even if the goods arrive, it will take a certain amount of time to train before they can form a real threat to these big birds in the air. So much so that although the mixed 4th Brigade is now armed to the teeth compared to other national * armies, the weak anti-aircraft firepower is a fatal flaw.

"Mo Jiarong. You go and pick up the chief of staff to withdraw the troops, and the Japanese planes are coming. Get a few machine guns and scan them in the sky. Jiang Wenhao's face was gloomy and he turned to the guard and said, "Inform Liao Changling separately to spread out the troops a little bit, and don't be served by the Japanese plane." ”

It was expected that the losses would be suffered under the Japanese planes, but whether the casualties could be minimized depended on the commander's ability. Jiang Wenhao naturally had a lot of experience in dealing with the Japanese bombing, and almost as soon as he heard the sound, he quickly made adjustments to the troops.

"Quick, hurry up!" At this time, the artillery regiment mixed into the 4 brigade was busy. The soldiers put the wooden branches next to the cannon, and then covered the cannon with a layer of hemp netting. Try to disguise the cannon as if it were on the ground to avoid being bombed by Japanese aircraft. Although there are no air defense weapons, Jiang Li has taught these soldiers a lot of small means of air defense.

"Die, Shina!" After the previous air battle, Aso Yukiri faced the ground forces in front of him who had no ability to resist, and quickly lowered the plane altitude and sprayed bullets at the opponent.

The two Japanese planes behind also followed at the same time.

Da Several machine guns fired airtight bullets into the sky.

Poof, a few low sounds, Aso Yukiri hurriedly pulled the plane back up, and when he turned his eyes, there were a few small holes in the wings, so dangerous, he was almost hit by these blind cats. I heard that a plane was shot down by a rifle from the Shina people, and Aso Yukiri was a little unconvinced. Now I can't help but break out in a cold sweat when I see those tiny bullet holes, and it seems that even in the face of ground troops, I can't take it lightly.

The Japanese pilots, who were a little more cautious than before, raised their altitudes one after another. In this way, although the accuracy is somewhat discounted, the safety factor is also much higher.

Several machine gunners on the ground couldn't help but feel a pity, and they didn't fight a single one after wasting their old strength.

"What are you doing in a daze, get out of the way!" Next, nearly 10 planes wreaked havoc over the 4th Mixed Brigade, and the rain of machine-gun bullets and aerial bombs bombed Li Chunhua's troops, which had not had time to retract their positions before attacking. The formation was blown apart at that time.

The Japanese troops of the 11th Division took advantage of the situation to rush out and fight Li Chunhua's retreating troops.

"Fuck, if it weren't for those damn planes, I could have made you fight like this!" Li Chunhua made a mistake on the ground by dodging the nearby exploding shells, and scolded angrily when he got up.

"Chief of Staff, quickly withdraw, the brother position can't stand this time!" The soldiers who were mixed into the 4th Brigade did not lack the heart to fight to the death, but after all, people were flesh and blood, and they could only suffer losses in the face of the blow of the Japanese army's air-ground integration at this time.

The ground was shaking, ten, dozens of soldiers were lifted into the air and disintegrated, aviation machine guns swept down in the air, dense bullets, whether they can survive at this time depends on luck.

Li Chunhua's body stumbled slightly on the shaking ground, and he suddenly felt a pain in his head, and his consciousness gradually blurred before he could even scream the pain.

"Chief of Staff!" The guards next to him saw the blood hole on Li Chunhua's head, and red and white things flowed out of it, and his eyes turned red in an instant.

Onboard! The Japanese troops of the brigade took the opportunity to charge. Even if the troops under the command of Li Chunhua fought desperately, they could not hold on for long. However, after the Japanese planes raged for a while, causing serious casualties to the mixed 4th Brigade, they broke through the air, and the Mo Jiarong regiment, which had come up with reinforcements, withstood the Japanese offensive, and the retreating Li Chunhua troops only got a chance to breathe.

When Li Chunhua's death soon reached Jiang Wenhao's ears, Jiang Wenhao's whole person was stunned, he was arrogant, his personality was hard, and there were not many people who could partner with him, Li Chunhua was one of the few chiefs of staff who could get along peacefully with him, sometimes although they complained to each other, but an important assistant, friend, and comrade-in-arms who had fought together until now suddenly died on the battlefield, which made Jiang Wenhao a little overwhelmed for a while. Usually in the face of casualties, Jiang Wenhao is only touched, but no matter how strong a person is, once these deaths and injuries touch the people close to him, it will inevitably make people feel a sense of sadness that hurts into the bone marrow.

"Bang!" Jiang Wenhao slammed his fist on the table, and ordered with a blue face, "Send a telegram to Chen Honglu, just say that the chief of staff is dead, let him immediately lead the aviation team to cover our department with air fire, and give Lao Tzu all the spare mortars, if you don't tear a piece of meat off the 11th Division today, Lao Tzu is sorry for the dead chief of staff!" (To be continued.) )