At the periphery of Ningcheng, the war was burning, and the Chinese and Japanese invaders were fighting fiercely, and they were both red-eyed.

The Chinese War is a death-death battle!

The Japanese invaders attacked the hungry wolf wildly.

The Japanese 3rd Division, the 6th Division, the 16th Division, and the 18th Division attacked from three directions, hoping to break through the Chinese defense line.

The Chinese army fought to the death and tried to protect Ningcheng and defended the dignity of China.

Fortunately, the Ninth Division did not join the battlefield and was slowed down on the road by the "Iron Fist Special Attack Team". It was slow to move like a turtle. If the Ninth Division joined again, Ningcheng would be even more dangerous.

Despite this, the Japanese firepower was obviously superior. The three artillery positions continued to bombard, and the shells landed on our positions in groups, causing great damage.

Fortunately, the defenders learned the cat ear piercings of the "Iron Fist Special Attack Team" and could avoid a large number of shells. Except for heavy artillery and aircraft aviation shells, other shells had very little damage, reducing casualties a lot.

The Japanese have a lot of heavy artillery, which is always a huge threat.

Another advantage of the Japanese was tanks. These "Douding" tanks relied on their iron armor to charge wildly, and the defenders lacked anti-tank weapons and suffered greatly from it.

Fortunately, Major General Hu Lian learned Yue Gang's method. Although he was not in the capital, he spread the method. The defenders learned to use Maxim heavy machine guns to shoot at close range and directly knocked the "Dou Ding" into a hornet's nest, which made the Japanese tanks worry about it.

However, heavy machine guns must be shot at "Dou Ding" at close range. The Japanese had infantry to protect the tanks, which resulted in heavy machine gunners in our army. Often, one to three heavy machine gunners were sacrificed and one or two heavy machine guns were damaged.

From the perspective of exchange, it is still cost-effective, but it is too tragic.

No matter what, the Japanese tanks will no longer dare to run rampant. Instead, they must be careful everywhere and beware of heavy machine guns that suddenly appear. The combat power will be greatly reduced invisibly and the attack will naturally be slow.

But the Japanese Air Force completely gained the advantage, bombed and fired desperately, causing great damage.

At noon that day, the Japanese began to attack wildly again. After the plane bombed, three main artillery positions bombed violently, and shells roared, smashing towards our positions in groups, "Boom boom boom..." The sound of shells was heard endlessly.

Under the cover of artillery and infantry, the tanks became arrogant again and took the opportunity to rush forward.

The artillery positions in the south of the Japanese were full of ten cannons, which were constantly bombarded, and were very powerful.

The commander was Colonel Mizuda. He studied in a German military school and was praised as a genius artillery commander. He was indeed good. Any artillery bombardment he commanded could accurately hit the target and was praised by the base camp.

At this time, he waved his command knife: "Bombardment, bombardment, today we must help the army take the target position! As long as we enter the city, everyone will be rewarded."

In fact, the one who wants to be promoted the most is him. Now he is a colonel, and then he will be a major general.

The Zuo level and the General level are completely two different concepts, two worlds.

Colonel Mizuda knew very well that in order to be promoted, he had to step on the enemy's corpse.

"Bombing, bombing, speeding up, and bombing without difference makes them unable to avoid it." Colonel Mizuda yelled continuously, "They are at the end of their strength and will soon be defeated."

At this moment, a roar came from the air.

Colonel Mizuda quickly raised his telescope to observe and found that it was five fighter jets, but their own, and he was relieved.

"Baga, it's probably the attack has ended and the journey has returned. However, the airport is not in this direction, you have flew the wrong way."

The artillery soldiers didn't care and continued to carry shells and bomb.

Some Japanese soldiers even waved their hands to the sky to express their welcome.

Five fighters swayed their wings and lowered their heights like dancing.

The Japanese soldiers burst into laughter.

"Baga, can the plane dance?"

"So naughty, a terrible guy!"

"It's probably because it's too excited to bomb the Chinese people."

"Are they drunk? Don't these bastards understand not flying planes or flying planes?"

They didn't know that it was the Chinese pilots who were confusing them and making them relax their guard.

Just as the Japanese were laughing, five fighter jets lined up in a row and flew even lower, only a hundred meters above the ground, and suddenly flew over.

"Dadada..."

"Dadada..."

Five fighter jets fired at the same time, and ten flames were whipped out like death's whip, because the height was really low, and it was simply flying over the head of the artillery and hitting extremely accurately.

Suddenly, many artillery soldiers were beaten to pieces and flesh and blood flew everywhere!

Until they died, they didn't understand what was going on. Why did the war opportunity slaughter their own people? Did the pilot go crazy or did he really drink?

Colonel Mizuda was ignorant and anxious, and waved his command knife and shouted wildly: "Idiot, I blew the wrong person, I blew the wrong person, we are the imperial army, the imperial army, not the Chinese artillery."

Five fighter jets roared past.

On the ground, more than a hundred corpses were lying, and dozens of wounded people were also lying.

All the wounded were unconscious and no one screamed.

The other soldiers were confused and stared at the sky blankly.

Colonel Shuita felt extremely heartbroken when he saw the artillery casualties.

These artillery soldiers were cultivated by him with countless efforts and were the capital for him to be promoted to major general. If they were killed by the Chinese army, then forget it, it was the enemy after all.

Now, I was killed by my own people, which is so frustrating.

Suddenly, a major shouted: "They are flying back."

It turned out that the five fighter jets took a round and flew back, firing violently while throwing bombs.

Each fighter had two bombs hanging, a total of ten, and all were thrown at the artillery positions.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Boom boom boom..."

Because it flew low and was thrown out very accurately, it hit the artillery position directly. Six of the ten cannons were blown up, and the remaining artillery soldiers next to it were also blown to death.

What's even more terrifying is that there was a shell in the middle where the shells were piled up. A violent explosion blew the shells away, and some shells exploded on the spot.

Some flew up and threw them everywhere, or fell to the cannons, blowing them up, or falling to the artillery, and the artillery bombed them to the point of no bones.

"Boom boom boom..."

The artillery position was in a sea of ​​fire, and was flooded by flying shrapnel.

Colonel Mizuda's hands were cut off by shrapnel, his left leg was blown up, and his two balls were blown up, but this guy had strong vitality and was not dead.

He struggled, looking at the artillery position that had been destroyed, and was completely desperate.

"Baga, Baga... The hateful Chinese Air Force, pretending to be an imperial fighter jet..."

"No, even if you pretend to be... there must be an imperial fighter..."

"Where did the fighter jet come from...where did it come from..."

"Is the Air Force rebelling..."

Excessive blood loss, the guy's eyes slowly lost focus, his pupils spread, and he died with his eyes open.

At the same time, two other artillery positions of the Japanese invaders were also attacked by ten "Imperial fighter jets", with heavy casualties and bombed into a sea of ​​fire, almost wiped out the entire army.

The reason is very simple. The fighter planes flew extremely low, while the Japanese artillery soldiers were not prepared at all, and they waved their hands to welcome the "own" planes.
Chapter completed!