"The Chinese army has lost the confidence to fight against the imperial army.
Kill them and defeat them."
A large group of Japanese soldiers shouted and rushed towards the defenders' position.
"Hey, I'll get good results with you."
A battalion commander of the Shaanxi Army looked at Yang Fengbiao next to him with a smile and said, "How many mines are buried in this direction?"
"How many can there be?
After several battles, there will be less than a hundred mines left, and they have to be deployed in several places.
It's great luck that the Japanese army just happened to rush in this direction."
Yang Fengbiao said angrily.
"There are only a dozen of them here.
Looking at the Japanese army's formation, I'm afraid they can trigger several."
"That's true, you bastard.
It's only these guys who are inferior to pigs and dogs who know how powerful our Shaanxi soldiers are."
Battalion Commander Dai clenched his fist.
"Baga, no, the Chinese army has planted landmines."
The Japanese soldier who stepped on the mine first was extremely alert, but the Japanese army in the brigade surged forward.
Before the Japanese soldiers could stop, they were hit by the soldiers behind them.
For a moment.
Although he fell towards the ground as fast as possible, one leg was already flying in the air along with a large amount of soil.
Several landmines were buried by Yang Fengbiao himself.
Yang Fengbiao buried some remaining iron nails next to the landmines.
When they were exploded, the nails that were adjusted and rotated in the air became a deadly weapon for these Japanese troops.
There were continuous screams at the scene.
The first landmine alone killed and injured six or seven people.
The more than 100 landmines were buried with profit and loss.
Even the Northwest is absolutely unwilling to exchange six or seven veterans for the Japanese army's hundred or so landmines.
But this was just the beginning.
Those who rushed behind thought they were being shelled by the defenders.
After running for about ten meters and two or three more landmines were triggered one after another, the Japanese army woke up from a dream.
The machine guns from the defenders took advantage of the situation and swept over, knocking down about ten more people.
"Bastard.
Despicable."
Nakao Yoshino turned green with anger.
He lost forty or fifty people and didn't even get the skin of the other party.
Most of his regiment only has less than 2,000 men, but they cannot withstand such a rate of consumption.
"Your Excellency Yoshino, we must send engineers to clear mines.
We cannot let the empire's soldiers be killed alive by enemy mines like this," the person next to him said.
"The engineers have been transferred to the Shenqian Regiment.
It is at least more than thirty miles away from here.
If we go to invite the engineers now, the enemy has already withdrawn calmly.
Go and drive over those Chinese people who are carrying food for the imperial army.
Drive them to thunder."
Nakao Yoshino said with a ferocious smile, "I want to let the Chinese army on the opposite side know the heavy price of angering the empire."
Not long after, hundreds of farmers who were carrying food for the Japanese army were driven to the battlefield by the Japanese army, approaching with frightened expressions.
"Son of a bitch.
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These damn Japanese."
When Yang Fengbiao saw this scene, the dagger in his hand pierced the sack in front of him, and his eyes were about to split.
He did not expect that the Japanese would drive the common people to the front to mine.
This move was simple and crude.
If he had known this, he would not have chosen to set up these minefields.
"The bastards who hit you with thunder and lightning these days will be punished one day.
Battalion Commander Yang, Battalion Commander Yang.
Why are you in danger?"
"No, the mines I laid cannot be used to blow up ordinary people."
Yang Fengbiao had already rushed out more than ten meters when he shouted.
"What are you doing standing still?
Why don't you quickly pull Battalion Commander Yang back?"
When Battalion Commander Dai shouted to the soldiers next to him, Yang Fengbiao's engineers had already rushed out first.
"We can't leave anymore, get down, there are landmines."
Yang Fengbiao rushed out and yelled at the people on the opposite side.
But the individual voice seems so weak on the battlefield.
The Japanese machine guns deliberately fired at the back of the civilian team, throwing up a row of dust.
I saw that the people were moving slowly.
The Japanese machine gunner fired his machine gun fiercely and knocked several people at the back of the team to the ground.
Those who fell on the ground were twitching as if they were swinging.
Screaming in agony, or being directly beaten to death, the conditions were horrific.
These farmers, who rarely even fought, were not professional soldiers with special training, and had long since lost their sense of proportion.
The surging crowd rushed forward.
Spread out.
The people who fled in panic could not hear Yang Fengbiao's roar.
Not surprisingly, the landmine was triggered by the people who fled in panic.
An old man of about fifty was disintegrated in the explosion, and blood and severed limbs were scattered all over the ground.
Stimulated by the smell of blood, the people became even more panicked.
"Don't run, stop running around," Yang Fengbiao roared at the top of his lungs.
The iron-blooded soldier, who was more than 1.7 meters tall, saw the constant explosions.
At this time, his eyes turned red and tears rolled down his face.
Yang Fengbiao knelt on the ground in frustration, holding his hands on the ground.
His hatred of the Japanese had never been so strong in his heart.
Even though he heard about the Jiyang tragedy and the Nanjing tragedy, he had not witnessed it with his own eyes, but the blood flying in front of his eyes and the horrified expressions of the fleeing people were like a carving knife, deeply engraved in Yang Fengbiao's heart.
"You little devil, my nun ancestor" was cursed together with Yang Fengbiao by the pilot of a bomber squad in the sky.
At this time, Chen Zhipeng's flight formation had returned to the base.
After verifying from Chen Zhipeng that the plane that made an emergency landing in the wheat field was indeed the latest Flying Dragon 2 fighter from the Northwest, Wang Jinzai's radio station was destroyed by the Japanese army, and there was not much time to wait. , the enemy's front aviation command immediately sent additional aviation formations over.
Chen Zhipeng only replenished fuel and ammunition at the airport before taking off again and rushing to Zhangjiazhuang.
Escort the advancing bomber formation.
In the previous fighting, the Japanese army was shot down four aircraft.
Chen Zhipeng lost two aircraft, one of which was the most advanced Flying Dragon 2.
The Japanese army had two bombers and only one was the relatively advanced Type 95.
The other one was a Type 91 fighter, and Chen Zhipeng didn't get much benefit from it.
Of course, if it weren't for that rookie Xiao Yun, it wouldn't have been a big victory.
If Xiao Yun could shoot down an enemy plane and didn't make an emergency landing, it would be perfect.
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In order to ensure that this aircraft would not fall into the hands of the Japanese army, twice as many aircraft were dispatched on the original basis.
Even the aircraft that originally covered the operations of the Second Army of the Northwest Direct Line of Wang Sanpao were deployed to a squadron.
Wang Sanpao was so angry that he scolded his mother over there.
After all, without a squadron of aircraft covering the sky, the pressure on them would be much greater.
At this time, they were flying four improved Zephyr 2 dive bombers.
After seeing the extremely desolate scene underground, they all cursed.
"We must make those despicable little devils pay a heavy price and make them regret coming to this world."
"Keep the bombs first, and then blow them up when you see important targets.
Now we are not planes that can only drop bombs.
Just two cannons can make them cry for father and mother
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