When Yamabegawa appeared in the sky over the town of Begonia with five other fighters and twelve bombers, the entire town had been ignited by the continuous shelling. The fire and the smoke rose into the air, and Yamabe felt happy and regretted at the same time: "It's a pity, I thought I could catch the soldiers of the Shina, but-"

Wingman Shinji Juro gestured in front of the left, and Yamanbe followed his guidance and looked over, the corners of his mouth twitching into a cruel smile. About two kilometers away from the fire, a group of people were fleeing in panic along a small forest. With a wave of his right hand, the next moment, eighteen warplanes roared and chased after him. He made another gesture, meaning freedom to attack. He then lowered the plane and flew a little farther away. As an ace pilot, Yamanbe felt that the torture of civilians would be an insult to his identity. Of course, what his subordinates will do is none of his business.

Glancing back, he saw several fighters rushing down with their teeth and claws, and the muzzle of the airborne machine gun spewed flames, he thought coldly: "Poor Zhina, if you want to blame the Xuebing Army, since they are stationed in Hainan, why don't they dare to stand up?" ”

This grove is only about a kilometer away from the Songhe Reservoir. The officers and men of the 43 rd Brigade were lying in the grass or even half-lying in the lake in full camouflage, and many of them hated the scene of purgatory that happened thousands of kilometers away.

Hua Jiao listened to the heart-rending howl coming from afar, and he gritted his teeth and slammed his right fist into the ground, and the blood on his fist was still unconscious - "Shame, shame, shame for soldiers!" What are we? We are Chinese soldiers, and our responsibility is to protect our people, but what are we doing? Finally, he roared at the clouds.

Yun Dian's heart is also very painful. He covered his face with his helmet against the ground, and suddenly there were two more tear streaks on his face. Different from when he was a soldier in the First Security Division of Jiangsu, the cadet army attaches great importance to this aspect of education, and under the long-term indoctrination, every apprentice has been cultivated in his heart such a concept: We are the people's soldiers, our existence is to protect the family and the country, and the people are our parents, and they are worthy of our lives to protect......

On the East Mountain Ridge, the face of the single male suddenly became very ugly. The Japanese machine was dispatched again, and it flew into depth, which surprised him. The battle at the Continent Fort has not yet been resolved, so how can the little devil aviation dare to fly in depth? If the Qiongzhou airfield is discovered, then the air force of Blue Volcano will definitely be besieged by the superior aviation forces of the little devils. And once there is a problem with the blue volcano, then he will be too passive. Having lost the only weapon that could threaten the Japanese fleet and aviation, the next actions of the Japanese aviation will definitely be even more unscrupulous, in that case, in the face of the little devil's land and air attacks, the Fifth Army will be beaten if it shows its head - is there still a need to fight this battle?

At Qiongzhou Airport, when the information of the new Japanese aircraft formation at the Wuzhishan radar station was transmitted, except for the 12 bombers of various types parked in the hangar, the other 24 fighters parked on the airfield had all removed their camouflage. Knowing that the combat direction of the Japanese aircraft formation this time might extend to Qiongzhou, the eyes of the blue volcano, who had been waiting by the fighter planes, immediately turned red. Other fighters are just that, the white-sided dolphin and the air fortress are too large in size, so it is easy to remove the camouflage, but it is very troublesome to cover it again, at least, there is no half a day to don't think about all the camouflage. He was furious at the time, the reason for this situation was the single male, because of his order, the pilots of the Qiongzhou Flying Brigade were excited and couldn't wait to remove their disguises, but now they may be exposed in advance. He didn't dare to scold a single male, but for Zhang Dali and others, Lan Volcano would not be stingy with his anger, he roared on the spot: "Damn, what are those guys on the front line doing?" Can't they even hold out for an hour? ”

As for when the Qiongzhou Flying Brigade would enter the battle, there were consultations between Solo Xiong and Blue Volcano before the war, and they agreed that the best time for the group to attack was when the Japanese army dispatched a large number of air forces and was ready to return after the battle. Qiongzhou was only 50 kilometers away from the front line, and with the speed of the White-sided Dolphin and the Flying Fortress, it was only a matter of about an hour to catch up with the enemy planes. At that time, even if the Japanese aircraft were able to return to the departure carrier, it would not be possible to complete the reloading. At that time, maybe it will be another "sinking".

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment, but I didn't expect that not long after the camouflage was removed, the Japanese planes flew in droves.

"Captain, take off and attack! Instead of waiting for the possibility of being passively beaten, it is better to take the initiative to meet it, and then you can shoot down more enemy planes! ”

The squadron leader of a fighter squadron suggested to Tianyu.

Lan Volcano thought about it, clenched his fist with his right hand, and roared: "Brothers, get on the plane and attack!" ”

"Do you want to inform Commander Shan first?" Chief of Staff Zhang Yifei said.

Blue Volcano gave him a blank look and said, "Is there any difference?" Then he shouted loudly: "Listen to me, fly in the direction of Haitang Town immediately after taking off." After making contact with the enemy plane, you will fight for a quarter of an hour at most, and after a quarter of an hour, no matter what the state, you will immediately turn around and fly towards Guangzhou, do you understand?! ”

"Yes!"

"Chen Shaoyao!"

"Here!"

"Especially you, give me a good time, and fly to the northeast immediately after a quarter of an hour of engagement! If the fighter plane is still there, we still have a chance, and if the fighter plane is gone, we can only be beaten passively, do you know what I mean? ”

"Understood."

"Brothers, let's go!"

Dozens of civilians, including two women with children in their arms, ran towards the Songhe Reservoir under the pursuit of a Type 97 ship. The Type 97 ship swooped back and forth, and with each dive, the two machine guns on its wings spewed orange flames like poisonous snakes. And in the fleeing crowd, someone will immediately be hit and fall to the ground.

About 500 meters away from where Yundian Jiang and Hua Jiao were hiding, Dai Feng, the second lieutenant platoon commander of the guard company of the 43rd Brigade, watched the scene that happened more than 200 meters away, his teeth clenched, and his lips were bitten.

"Platoon commander, fuck it! Damn, the little devil is not human! A student named Zhang Hao said.

The Type 97 swooped down again, this time aiming at the young woman who was holding a two- or three-year-old woman.

In the fleeing crowd, a gray-haired old man was the first to spot the young woman, he turned around and ran towards the young woman, shouting as he ran: "Xiaoyu, run!" Light rain, run! Many of the fleeing crowd stopped, they hesitated whether to turn around and pull the young woman, but when they looked up and saw the roaring warplane, they gritted their teeth and chose to continue to flee for their lives.

The young woman Xiaoyu had never run so vigorously when she was so big, she thought that she would definitely not be able to run far, but so far, she had run for at least twenty minutes, and ran a staggering distance. Her whole body was already drenched with sweat, her hair was sweaty, and the tips of her hair were white spots, which were salt frost after sweat had dried. The little boy in her arms had long been hoarse and crying because of the fright, and he couldn't make much noise, and his mother's expression, which had always been graceful and graceful, was something he had never seen before, and that hideous look filled his young heart with fear, and he shouted to his mother with wide eyes in horror, but his mother had no time or energy to comfort him—all she was trying to do now was to hope to take the child away from the chase of death.

The gunshot rang out, and although it was nearly two hundred meters away, Dai Feng still clearly saw the blood mist bursting out of the young woman's body while stopping. The old man was hit on his heels, and the bullet swept past them, and two ribbons of smoke and dust flickered up on the ground.

"Woo woo......" Some fighters cried.

Dai Feng's eyes widened, and he suddenly shouted: "The child is not dead, the child is not dead!" As he spoke, he jumped up and rushed forward with his Weiqing-style assault step.