After getting the news from the Air Force, Xu Shiyou was also relieved. He was most afraid that when the Japanese army invaded Jinan, the air force had not yet arrived. Three minutes is completely sufficient.

At this time, the paratroopers had already surrounded the left and right sides of the Sixth Division, with Jinan on one side and their retreat on the other.

Seeing that Peading was approaching the gap, the Japanese also stopped shelling at this time.

Xu Shiyou took the intercom of the signal corps: "Start attacking."

The light and heavy machine guns lying in ambush on both sides began to roar, and the attacking troops following behind the Peeding chariot fell in rows under dense heavy fire. The bazookas in the woods were also aimed at the little beans who were still advancing, and the fires flashed one after another, and the eight small beans on both sides exploded in the firelight. The driver inside followed their proud little bean Ding's soul back to another country, and they didn't know what was going on until they died.

At this time, the distance between the paratroopers and the Japanese was somewhat long, and in addition to some sniper rifles and machine guns, only mortars and rocket launchers could come in handy. But this was enough, and one of the brigades in charge of the attack suffered at least two-thirds of the casualties under the sudden attack. At this time, the lethality of heavy machine guns was much more powerful than that of artillery, and a single bullet could pass through two or three people. The formation of the Japanese troops following the tanks was very dense, which only exacerbated the number of casualties. With a 12.7mm bullet, two bullets can break a person into two pieces. Hit on the hands and feet, that is, cut off the hands and feet, and it will definitely not be spared.

The siege brigade, after encountering the attack, was stunned for two seconds, and the Japanese devils who were not hit immediately lay on the ground. It's just that they can't see the enemy at all at this time, so they can only shoot blindly into the woods with rifles. The rest of the peeas also turned around, and before they could fully turn the body, the second round of bazookas came again. The 20 small beans that were still mighty were lost by the Great Japanese Empire tanks, which had high hopes. The remaining five were not aimed at all, and they opened fire indiscriminately, and at this time, even the gunners did not know where they were shooting, and it was purely a reflection of extreme fear.

In the first round of attacks, the mortar units did not show weakness, and the heavy machine gun positions that were set up under the cover under the city were pulled out by the gunners at fixed points. Some of the Japs machine gunners who had been reflected hurriedly tried to transfer the machine guns, but with the cooperation of the snipers, it was completely futile. If anyone dares to move, they will be greeted only by death. Moving is a death, and if you don't move, you won't live, and the mortar crews, like other paratroopers, hold their breath, and the shells are not soft at all. The Japanese machine guns, which had not yet been eliminated, began to fire into the woods on both sides, but no matter how they fought, the number of sniper shots and shells did not decrease at all.

Hikosuke Fukuda, who was in the rear, saw the enemy lying in ambush in the woods on both sides and shooting at his siege troops, but in just two minutes, his own siege vanguard troops had been disabled, and the tanks he expected were all killed before they could play their role. And he doesn't even know what kind of weapon the other party is using, if you want to talk about war defense artillery, it's not like it, it's like a mortar, but when the mortar is straight, he really can't think of what kind of weapon it is. But no matter what kind of weapon it is, if you dare to offend the imperial army, there is only one end, and that is death, death.

Just after he had just ordered the soldiers and artillery to attack the woods on either side, a buzzing sound sounded over his head. This voice was familiar to him, not only to him, but also to several officers in the command. At this time, he had a puzzle in his heart, Shandong now does not have the air force of the empire, so where did the plane come from. For this new rising weapon of war, he knows very well the terrifying lethality, if this is the air force of China, will his soldiers still have a chance to win? Thinking of this, he palpitated, grabbed the telescope pressed on the map, ran out of the headquarters, and looked in the direction of Qingdao, where there was nothing in the sky except for clouds. At this time, two words flashed through his mind: it's over. Turning to the south, the telescope showed dozens of planes, the kind of steel-like texture, on the plane was painted a Chinese dragon with teeth and claws, and the golden dragon body looked very powerful and domineering. Hikosuke Fukuda is a half-China expert, and he also has some understanding of various Chinese customs, and it is obvious that this is definitely a plane of China, which is already certain. But when did China also have such an advanced war machine, and China itself knew that it had aircraft, but they were all some wooden biplane planes, and they did not have much combat effectiveness at all. At this time, the planes in my eyes looked like they were made of iron shells, and some of them were very large, which means that there were no such iron planes in the Great Japanese Empire. For China has such an advanced and huge aircraft, why does the empire have no intelligence at all.

At this time, Fukuda Hikosuke's heart also sank, the air defense weapons of his division were still in Qingdao, and this battle was not brought at all. Even if it comes, it is estimated that the effect is not great, and it can be seen that those planes are all all-metal aircraft, and their own air defense units are some small-caliber anti-aircraft machine guns, and I don't know if they can achieve results in the face of such aircraft.

At this time, the planes were divided into two groups, and five bombers, guided by paratroopers on the ground, flew towards the artillery positions behind the Japanese troops. The remaining thirty or so bombers began to spread their huge bellies over the 6th Division. This time, the Air Force made a big investment, and the 250kg bombs were mixed with 500kg of bombs, which fell directly on the heads of the Japanese troops. After learning that the Japanese army did not empty their weapons at this time, they specially lowered the flight altitude in order to deliver bombs accurately.

The power of aerial bombs is much stronger than that of artillery shells, and although the 6th Division has also built defensive positions, they do not know that the other side has aircraft, and the positions are very simple. Not to mention aerial bombs, even large-caliber howitzers can't stop them.

Fukuda Hikosuke saw a few planes flying behind, he knew that he must be running for his own artillery, at this time he can no longer afford to lose artillery, yesterday he has lost most of his artillery, all the heavy artillery over 100mm has also been blown up, and now the artillery is still the artillery of the wing and brigade, in order to take Jinan himself specially concentrated. It's too late to say anything now, it's too late to transfer, and now I'm a mud bodhisattva crossing the river.

Just when Hikosuke Fukuda was worried about his artillery, the H-2 of the KPA Air Force began to drop bombs. One after another, the bombs were whistling and smashing on the positions of the Sixth Division and on the heads of the siege vanguards. The vanguard troops, which had already suffered heavy losses, were even more wounded. Countless Japanese devils were drowned in the explosion amid the screams, the sky was covered with dust and severed limbs, and the 6th Division on the ground was already in chaos, and the screams were mixed with screams. One by one, the Japanese devils with missing arms and legs were howling on the ground, and the trenches they dug themselves could not stop the bombing of aerial bombs at all, and some Japanese devils who were originally hiding in the trenches saw some comrades-in-arms drowned in the explosion together with the trenches, and only then did they know that the trenches at this time could not protect them. A soldier who couldn't stand this pressure crawled out of the trench with a shout, and the soldiers behind him also ran out after him. They hoped that they would be able to avoid the bombs by running like this, but there were dozens of bombers coming to Jinan this time, and the dense bombs fell on this small position, not to mention people, even a few rats hiding in the ground could not survive. There are no permanent fortifications, and in the face of such bombing, they can survive and be regarded as the accumulation of virtue in their previous life.

The Japanese artillerymen, having received orders from the command, began to adjust the Zhuyuan, and before they could open fire, the bombers dropped aerial bombs on their heads. Caught off guard, the artillerymen and their cannons were taken directly to the underworld, hoping that they could be good people in the next life and not set foot in the land of China in the future. The aerial bombs triggered the shells on the ground, making the scene even more hot. The paratroopers who were hiding in the distance began to cheer and cheer, and it was not a pity for little Japan to die.

Ten minutes later, all the bombers dropped their bombs and flew around the position filled with fire, and several crew members took a few pictures with their cameras. Then the bomber, led by the leader, swung its tail and flew south.

However, the nightmare of the Sixth Division did not end there, this time there were not only bombers in Jinan, but also more than a dozen fighters, all of which were just watching the bombers in the sky. The pilots of the fighter planes are all sharpening their knives and preparing to do a big job. After seeing the bombers complete their mission, they couldn't wait to dive down and pull the aviation machine gun firing button on the surviving Japanese devils, even the Japanese devils who were wailing and rolling on the ground did not let go.

In Chen Shao's operational instructions against Japan, he proposed that unless he surrendered voluntarily, he should not be taken prisoner. When they slaughtered, they were naturally even more unscrupulous.

After the bombers left, the paratroopers on the side also began to attack, and the Japanese devils who were stunned by the bombers could not effectively resist the attack of the paratroopers at all. At this time, the paratroopers seemed to have come out to harvest wheat, and they advanced very smoothly along the way, and they showed no mercy to the Japanese devils. Even those wounded soldiers were the same, and they directly gave them a golden bean to help them relieve their pain.

On the entire position, neither the logistical baggage troops nor the field soldiers were spared. At this time, less than 2,000 of the more than 10,000 Japanese troops remained, and the wounded soldiers had to be counted. Under the double blow of paratroopers and fighters, the ability to resist, which was quickly lost, was eliminated one by one.

And the Northern Expeditionary Army of more than 100 people in Jinan City was stunned one by one when they looked at the Japanese soldiers who were slaughtered outside the city. Are these the same people who just fought with them? How can it be so unbeaten. How could little Japan, which had just been mighty, be easily resolved under the attack of those strangely dressed troops, just like the frosted eggplant. Is it that those little Japan are too weak, or are those weirdos too strong. If you want to say weak, then you are not even weaker, there are only a few of them left in a regiment. But as long as it is the Japanese who die, it can be regarded as revenge for those fallen comrades. If the comrades-in-arms underground knew that Little Japan also had today, they could also laugh at Jiuquan.