The plane stopped at the end of the runway, and a group of people jumped out from the cabin door.
They were dressed extremely strangely, wearing leather hats with goggles, woolen military uniforms, breeches and leather boots.
They were carrying a portable machine gun.
The leader had a white cloth band tied on his head and his hands Carrying a sharp Japanese sword It was the Japanese's assault force.
Xia Xiaoqing was so excited that she ran back to the hangar and saw that Lin Wenjing was screaming heartbreakingly, "It's difficult to give birth."
She gritted her silver teeth, grabbed a rifle, came back, loaded the bullet with a clatter, and knocked down the guy with the Japanese sword with one shot from a distance of several hundred meters.
Pulling the bolt to extract the shell and loading the bullet, the movement is extremely smooth.
People who are trained in concealed weapons have good eyesight.
Five shots were fired in succession.
The soldiers guarding the hangar also started shooting, suppressing the Japanese commandos on the unprotected airport runway. .
Xia Xiaoqing fired all the bullets in the gun and threw it to the soldier aside.
The soldier gave her a gun full of bullets with a look, allowing her to continue firing.
The Japanese troops on the runway set up light machine guns to fight back.
The bullets splashed clouds of smoke and dust on the ground.
Xia Xiaoqing remained motionless and shot the machine gunner's head into a gourd of blood.
The Japanese planes in the sky did not dare to land.
The hatches opened and umbrella flowers bloomed in the sky.
The fighter jets responsible for covering the aircraft swooped down.
A string of bullets were fired, and the soldiers beside Xia Xiaoqing fell to the ground one after another.
At this time, the airport defenders were fighting hard with the Japanese troops on the outside.
Even if they wanted to reinforce, it was too late.
Xia Xiaoqing threw away her rifle and turned back into the hangar.
Just as she was about to see if Lin Wenjing was pregnant, the scene in front of her made her heart sink.
A group of people came into the hangar.
They were dressed similarly to the Japanese outside, but their cap badges were the five-color star emblem from the early Beiyang period.
They also spoke in authentic Chinese: "Stop, raise your hands."
It sounded a bit like Northeastern scum.
Taste.
The pilot was already under their control, with his hands raised in the air and his face turned pale.
Lin Wenjing was still screaming, and the women helped her deliver the baby at gunpoint.
Xia Xiaoqing didn't even think about it.
He raised his hand and fired a shot, killing the machine gunner who was the greatest threat.
However, the enemy's reaction was also very quick.
They were using a never-before-seen portable machine gun with a curved magazine.
Bullets rained down on it.
Xia Xiaoqing poured over her.
She jumped out, panting, and saw that many Japanese troops had landed at the airport and were running towards this direction.
You couldn't save them if you stayed, so it was better to call for reinforcements quickly.
Xia Xiaoqing pulled out the shell gun and shot out with a fan, taking advantage of the opportunity of the enemy to lie down, and disappeared into the smoke.
In the hangar, Lin Wenjing finally gave birth.
The baby was born at gunpoint and cried for the first time.
There was fierce gunfire outside.
The floor of the hangar was filled with stretchers and wounded soldiers were lying on the ground.
The airborne soldiers with five-color stars above their heads stood still.
The birth of the baby made them feel at a loss.
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Although they were nominally foreign troops, But all of them are Chinese.
"Captain, what's going on?"
a soldier asked the officer wearing a colonel's epaulettes.
The captain said: "It is an Orion's rule not to fight a pregnant female beast, let alone a human being."
The soldier said: "Maybe she is the wife of an official.
What she caught is a big fish."
The captain was a middle-aged man about forty years old, with a terrifying scar on his face.
His subordinate's words made him feel moved, and he stepped forward to check.
The women stopped in front of Lin Wenjing and asked in trembling voices: "What do you want to do?"
"Get up!"
The captain roughly pushed Xia Jingxi aside.
Aunt Wang rushed over: "You beasts and traitors have no conscience.
I will fight with you whether you were raised by your parents or not."
The captain was stunned, his scarred face twitched, he grabbed Aunt Wang and asked: "You, do you recognize me?"
Aunt Wang took a closer look and her eyes became dazed: "You are Fang Guan" Scarface's lips trembled: "Mom, it's me, I'm Fang Guan"
Aunt Wang shook her hands and touched her son's face, which had strong lines like a knife and an axe, and the scary scar.
The son in her memory was only seventeen or eighteen years old.
He was a handsome, cheerful and laughing boy.
Twenty years had passed in the blink of an eye. , my son has become a tough guy, even put on a military uniform and carried a foreign sword.
"Pa" slapped the captain on the face, and Aunt Wang angrily yelled: "I don't have a son like you."
The soldiers looked at each other in confusion.
Didn't they say that Captain Wang was from Gaobeidian, Hebei Province?
Why did he come to this place in Jiangdong?
Captain Wang was about to explain when a group of Japanese soldiers rushed in.
It was the same group that had been suppressed by Xia Xiaoqing's rifle for a long time on the runway.
The leader was a captain, with an arrogant look on his face: "Wang Sanliu, you How did you get ahead of me?"
"Captain Yamada, where is Lieutenant Colonel Noguchi?"
Wang Sanliu frowned, obviously not liking the guy in front of him.
"Lieutenant Noguchi died in the battle.
Now I will command the air assault team to kill all these obstructive guys."
Captain Yamada waved his hand, and his subordinates picked up their portable machine guns and killed all the seriously wounded people lying on the stretchers.
The bullet casings Flying around, blood flowed all over the ground, and the Japanese's brutality made the women tremble.
"So, there are flower girls to work with."
Captain Yamada's eyes lit up and he was about to ask his subordinates to escort these female relatives away.
Wang Sanliu stopped him: "I'm sorry, this is my prisoner."
"Baga, how dare you contradict the commander?"
Captain Yamada pulled out his sword halfway.
Wang Sanliu also drew his saber and refused to give in.
"Why the hell am I a colonel of the Manchukuo Guards and you are a captain?
In terms of military rank, you are so different in seniority."
"Can the military rank of Manchukuo be taken seriously?
It's really ridiculous," Captain Yamada said angrily in Japanese.
Wang Sanliu also changed to Japanese: "Yamada-kun, you are destroying the goodwill between Japan and Manchuria."
A big hat came over, and Captain Yamada was so angry.
The relationship between the two was usually not harmonious, and it was too much for Lieutenant Colonel Noguchi's face to get angry.
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Now that Noguchi was killed in battle, Wang Sanliu actually disobeyed him as his successor.
He was Want to rebel?
"Wang Sang, don't forget that your family is still in Xinjing.
Do you want to mutiny?"
Captain Yamada threatened coldly.
Wang Sanliu was immediately dejected.
His wife and children were all left in Manchukuo and were treated as hostages.
Although he had the rank of colonel, any ordinary Kwantung Army soldier could sit on his head and shit.
He had endured this for a long time.
But I have to bear it, let alone a martial artist, even the Emperor Kant will still be angry with the Japanese.
He put the sword back into its sheath, lowered his head slightly and said, "I'm sorry."
Captain Yamada became more arrogant and knocked Wang Sanliu aside with his arm.
He walked towards the group of women.
Aunt Wang opened her arms to block the front: "Japanese bastards!"
Aunt Wang knew that she was weak and unable to stop the Japanese.
In desperation, she had no choice but to sacrifice her life to anger the Japanese and awaken her son's conscience with her own death.
Captain Yamada was indeed irritated.
He pulled out his sword with a swipe and raised it high above his head.
Aunt Wang closed her eyes, her white hair flying around her temples.
"Yamada" Wang Sanliu shouted loudly.
Captain Yamada turned around and found that Wang Sanliu was already standing in front of him with a ferocious face.
He felt a chill in his ribs.
He looked down and saw a paratrooper's knife stabbed deeply.
"Let's go."
Wang Sanliu twisted his body, and the paratrooper's knife cut open Yamada's abdomen.
The smelly intestines slipped out, and the saber fell to the ground.
Yamada looked at Wang Sanliu in disbelief, muttered something in his throat, and fell down.
"Go" without Wang Sanliu's order, his soldiers began to shoot at the Japanese.
The Japanese army hurriedly counterattacked, but they did not have the advantage in numbers.
They had just slaughtered the wounded soldiers and used up all their bullets.
Before they had time to replace the magazines, He was immediately swept away.
Amidst the clicking sounds of southern-style submachine guns, the faces of the Manchukuo soldiers were distorted and happy.
Years of humiliation were finally washed away.
They were forced to stand in the wind and rain, and their comrades were bitten to death by the military police dogs.
They were forced to shoot at their compatriots.
Piles, scenes, all appeared in front of my eyes, and this breath was finally vented in the rain of bullets.
There was a deafening sound of gunfire, and dozens of people fell down in the hangar.
The two sides fought with rapid-fire weapons at close range, with extremely high efficiency.
Captain Yamada was not dead yet, and streams of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth.
His eyes were blank.
With Wang Sanliu.
Wang Sanliu stepped on Yamada's face with a big leather boot studded with twenty-eight copper nails, and crushed him twice, just like Yamada stepped on himself two years ago.
Suddenly a group of Japanese troops rushed in.
They were the infantrymen of the Tianlu detachment.
Seeing this scene, they were a little dazed.
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Wang Sanliu hurriedly stepped forward to explain, explaining in fluent Japanese that we were a special air evacuation team dispatched by the North China Front Army, and our department was Manchuria.
The Kwantung Army captains and deputy captains of the Imperial Guards Kant Troops and the Air Troops have all been killed, and now the troops are under their own command.
The leader here is a lieutenant.
After listening to Wang Sanliu's explanation, his mind is as confused as a paste.
This is all the same.
The North China Front Army, the Central China Expedition Army, and the Kwantung Army are all the highest-level organizations directly under the headquarters.
They do not belong to each other.
As for Manchukuo, it is a product of another dimension and they are not mixed together.
In any case, he knew that these people were friendly forces, and he was about to report it to his superiors when the Chinese army counterattacked.
Three light tanks rushed in front of them, and their machine guns swept fiercely.
It was unstoppable, and the imperial army could only temporarily retreat.
Wang Sanliu whispered in my mother's ear: "Mom, don't say anything, just follow me to keep you safe."
A group of women carried Lin Wenjing and held a baby in their arms, and were swept away by Wang Sanliu's Manchukuo army.
No one noticed that the pilot from Chongqing took advantage of the chaos and hid in the pile of corpses.
Chen Zikun led the reserve team to fight, and personally carried a machine gun into the hangar.
His wife and children were nowhere to be seen.
He searched through the pile of corpses with red eyes, but there was still none.
The pilot climbed out and said, "Director Chen, it's me. ” After listening to the pilot's story, Chen Zikun felt reassured.
It was a coincidence that the enemy leader turned out to be Aunt Wang's son.
It seemed that there was no need to worry about their safety for the time being.
"Can your plane still fly?"
Chen Zikun asked.
"It hit a few stray bullets, so it's not a big problem."
The pilot looked outside and smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid it's going to be bad and we can't taxi."
On the runway, the transport plane carrying Japanese paratroopers was destroyed and burning.
Chen Zikun said: "It doesn't matter, we have a backup runway."
"Where?"
the pilot wondered.
“On the riverside, Liberty Avenue”: