Chapter 167: The End of the 117th Wing (5)

So three planes, with a loud roar, flew over the heads of the fighters. Although, the loud roar put the fighters under tremendous psychological pressure. But because of the words of the pre-war commander, coupled with the persuasion of political workers at all levels. So when facing the plane, the fighters did not seem flustered, and still continued to nibble on dry food to replenish their strength.

And Yue Jun, looking at the plane close to the ground, although he kept waving the sun flag in his hand. Constantly cheering, hoping that the plane would provide him with some substantial help. However, due to the damage of the radio station, there was no direct contact, and in the face of the constantly waving sun flag on the ground, the pilot did not know what it meant, so he could only continue to reconnoiter the situation on the ground.

Looking at the criss-crossed enemy positions on the ground, the three pilots had a great headache. In many places, the positions of the enemy and our armies are separated by less than a few tens of meters, and there are still many positions that do not clearly distinguish whether the enemy is ours or ours. What do you do?

Even if the bomb is dropped at a low altitude and is delivered accurately, there is no guarantee that their soldiers will not be affected, because they know the power of the bomb they are carrying. As a result, the three planes, unable to drop bombs or strafe, could only continue to circle and search over the position of Changle Village, as if looking for the artillery position of the Eighth Route Army. However, at this time, all the artillery of the artillery battalion had already been transferred to the woods by the soldiers, although the arrival of the planes made the soldiers in the encirclement cheer and constantly wave the flags in their hands. However, the cheering soldiers were surprised to find that the plane only flew over their heads, and did not make any reaction in the face of their constant waving sun flag. Not to mention the help of giving yourself a real surname.

However, at this time, the Eighth Route Army on the position seemed to have been repaired, and political workers at all levels were making the final mobilization and distributing ammunition to the soldiers.

Under the watchful eye of the plane, the soldiers began to slowly assemble. The grenadiers attached to each company and battalion began to be in place, and the soldiers lay in front of the position, staring at the position of the army not far away. Ready to strike the final blow to the army.

A grenade exploded, and a makeshift light machine-gun position on the military position was suddenly torn apart by the grenade explosion, and woven bags containing sand and soil were scattered in all directions, and sand fell from the sky like rain, and the sound of clanging machine gun parts was heard incessantly. The detonated bullets flew around with a brilliant tail light, drawing beautiful ballistics in the air, and from time to time the soldiers who were accidentally hit by the bullets let out a terrible scream! The entire army position was awakened by the explosion of this life, and the soldiers began to scurry, looking for hidden positions. The panicked Yue army can no longer see the appearance of the original elite imperial army

With the sound of this explosion, the battlefield that had been silent for several hours erupted again. The explosion of grenades, the sound of machine gun fire began to fill the battlefield. "Rush, kill the devil," the soldiers shouted loudly, rushing out of the position and pressing towards the devil's position.

At this time, after two shellings, the heavy weapons were almost completely lost. Therefore, in the face of the dense bullets rushing in the face, the only thing the army defending the position could do was to lie on the ground, wait for the arrival of the [***] team, use bayonets, and resist the [***] team.

"Kill" one by one the warriors burst out with a thunderous roar, rushed into the devil's position, and blocked the devil's bayonet that was about to stab into his chest. One turned, and the bayonet in his hand had stabbed the devil in the back into his chest. The devil soldier looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, when did the frequency of his bayonets become so weak and powerless, and when did the frequency base of the Zhi Na people increase so quickly, is this still the original Zhi Na people?

In fact, this is not because of the improvement of the bayonet technology of the Eighth Route Army, it is basically impossible to increase the number of fighters in such a short period of time. The reason is that the physical strength of the army is too weak now, due to continuous fighting, and there is no food supplement, so the physical strength of the army at this time is less than half of the usual, and the bayonet stabbing is also greatly affected because of the lack of physical strength.

Often, it is difficult for the soldiers to dodge a sprint of the army, but today, the soldiers can easily use the rifles in their hands to remove the bayonets of the army and launch a rapid charge towards the army. A cold bayonet was stabbed into the devil's stomach and pulled out with bright red blood

The soldiers became more and more courageous, and in the face of the soldiers with red eyes, the army began to chill and began to retreat.

As more and more of the Eighth Route Army rushed into the position, the number of casualties of the Yue Army also increased. Often after a round, the dead are basically devils. Similarly, Wing Commander Okamoto Osa, who was trapped in the command of the wing, looked at the bloody battlefield and looked at the Chinese soldiers who killed the red eyes, and a trace of panic began to appear in his eyes.

Looking at the [***] team that was getting closer and closer to him, the wing captain had to admit that he was defeated, and his 117 team was defeated. With his head down, he retreated to the headquarters and began to do the last thing he did before he died, burning his military flag and wiping his command knife, wanting to die as a samurai.

Finally, the figure of the middle [***] team appeared in his field of vision, and Okamoto, who had made up his mind, slowly picked up the command knife that had been wiped with a cold light, and closed his eyes. Plunged into his stomach, and suddenly, a sharp pain hit. Okamoto, who was enduring the severe pain, once again used the last of his strength to stir the command knife in his hand. Finally, his consciousness slowly blurred, and the corners of his mouth fell to the ground with a sneer, although he was defeated, he still died as a samurai.

"Shoot and don't kill. Comrades, rush, grab the commander of the army" The roar of the soldiers sounded outside the headquarters. The fighters rushed into the command headquarters and raised their rifles. I saw that there was a military commander with a saber lying on the ground of the headquarters, and there was no longer any breath.

A company commander walked up to Okamoto's corpse, kicked it violently, and said unpleasantly. "Damn, it's still too late, cheap Okamoto, this kid, let him commit suicide."

With the capture of the army headquarters and the suicide of Wing Commander Okamoto, the Battle of Changle Village began to slowly come to an end. Although there were still sporadic resistance devil soldiers on the position, it had no impact on the outcome of the battle, just a few more bullets and grenades

And the planes hovering in the sky were also in the course of fierce battles on the ground. Due to the limitation of fuel capacity, in the end, he could only hurriedly drop bombs on the edge of the battlefield and fly back to the base

"Ah, victory, victory" With the end of the last gunshot on the battlefield, the soldiers used various ways to vent the excitement in their hearts. Yes, the battle that cost thousands of casualties is finally over, can the fighters not be happy?

However, at this time, Liu Hua in the command did not relax because the battle was over. Because he knew that the devil's plane would come again in a while. And what would they do if they saw that the 117th Wing they were going to rescue had been destroyed? The Eighth Route Army on the battlefield will definitely be bombarded indiscriminately.

"Chief of Staff, immediately give orders to the regiments and battalions to prohibit the soldiers from moving around their positions at will. Each battalion was ordered to draw out a company of soldiers, change into military uniforms, and play the role of the surrounded Syrian army to prevent the bombing of the Syrian planes. Secondly, let the fighters secretly clean the battlefield, and take everything that is useful with them, including some larger shrapnel. This method can only be deceived for a while, so we must hurry. Liu Hua immediately ordered.

When the second wave of Devil planes arrived, the battlefield seen by the Devil pilots still maintained a confrontational form. Although no gunfire rang out below, the pilots did not have the slightest suspicion about the formation below. Because they did not believe that the mighty imperial army would be wiped out by the timid Shina soldiers.

However, in the face of the criss-crossing positions of the enemy and us, the planes still could not play any role, and in the end, like the first group of planes just now, hurriedly threw the ammunition they carried and left in a huff amid the cheers of the soldiers. And the fighters, not hiding because of the arrival of the plane. Because of the first experience. So the soldiers quietly sat under the noses of the planes and cleaned the battlefield seriously.

Finally, at noon, the soldiers carried the wounded, the bodies of their comrades, and the captured weapons and ammunition, and smoothly withdrew from the battlefield in batches and hid in the mountains. Of course, only a few thousand corpses of devils were left for the army on the battlefield.

When the planes that came to help the army flew over Changle Village again, the entire battlefield of Changle Village was no longer criss-crossed by positions as described by his companions, and the enemy and us were in a state of confrontation. Instead, it was quiet, and there was no one. The pilots emboldened themselves and lowered their flight altitude. I saw that only the corpses of the imperial soldiers were left on the entire battlefield, but the so-called Shina soldiers did not see any traces, not even a single corpse.

As a result, a piece of reconnaissance information from the pilots was immediately sent to the North China Headquarters of the Chinese Army, which commanded the encirclement and suppression. After reading the telegram, the headquarters of the real army was shaken, and all the reorganized units were shattered, which had never been done since the invasion of China. More importantly, since the Eighth Route Army has the strength to annihilate one wing, and it still has several wings on the front line, will it be eaten by the Zhi people again.

Thinking of this, the North China Headquarters quickly issued an order to withdraw and merge. In order to avoid further losses, he immediately ordered the other armies in the base area to retreat. However, it is easy to come in, and it is not so easy to retreat so easily. In addition, in the process of eliminating the 117th Wing of the Yue Army, the three main regiments lost almost 30% of their troops, is Liu Hua the kind of person who only suffers losses and does not retaliate?

As a result, a pursuit battle against the devil was launched again on the battlefield of Jindong.

(To be continued)