"Kun Jingkou, we should be able to reach the reservation in two hours. At that time, you will be there to help me take care of the low-soil 8th Route Army on the ground.

I'm responsible for dropping the air bomb..."

A small team leader of the Japanese told his pilots like this, and they were as arrogant as 20,000 to 20,000 to 80,000, and they didn't expect that their death was coming soon.

In this way, several bombers quickly flew to the vicinity of Stone City, and the cannons pulled from the Fortress of the Independent Detachment were also here.

The commander in charge of the Shicheng direction is now stepping up mobilizing nearby people to send things out. There are too many weapons and equipment, and it is not enough to rely on their soldiers alone. They have to use carriages and mules to pull things out of the city as soon as possible.

Everyone knew that the Japanese were coming soon and that the offensive would be very fierce, so they could only avoid their edge for the time being.

"Hurry, pull the thing away immediately, don't leave a bullet for the Japanese!"

The commanders of a brigade are now commanding the soldiers to pull things on the front line. Until the afternoon, the team was long, and everyone was carrying a box of things on their bodies, or the common people were pulling a carriage.

It was at this moment that the sound of planes flying by in the sky, and all the soldiers were alert and stared at the big birds flying by their heads.

"Deputy Captain, the Japanese bomber is coming, we have to hide it immediately. I guess the Japanese will throw bombs, and with our current weapons and equipment, there is nothing we can do with it."

A battalion commander ran over and shouted loudly, "The Eighth Route Army really had no choice but to the Japanese aircraft, the Eighth Route Army, there was almost no air defense equipment and no machine guns were pulled over. If this continues, I can only wait for the explosion."

"Immediately order everyone to hide and not to move, and let your soldiers not withdraw from the city. The Japanese devils attach great importance to this batch of supplies. They cannot bomb the city at will, so it is still very safe here."

The deputy captain of the first brigade is still very sensible and knows that the Japanese will not attack the city of Shicheng.

In less than half an hour, countless bombs were dropped in the air and balls of soil were blown up on the ground. Some soldiers who had no time to hide or were lucky were killed by aviation bombs.

At this moment, several trucks drove towards this side. When the Japanese saw that it was the Eighth Route Army trucks, they started flying low altitude one by one. They didn't even guess that the Eighth Route Army actually had air defense military equipment.

"Quickly, let them mention it immediately and hide it!"

The commander of the first brigade protected his head with a steel helmet, but a ball of blood flowed down his cheeks from his forehead. It looked like he was injured just now.

When he saw the Eighth Route Army truck coming, he became very nervous. Now there are countless ordinary people and soldiers here, and it would be bad if the target is exposed.

The Japanese kept bombing around the stone city. Before he could get in, he was injured by the bomb. Fortunately, the flying stone hit his head and the steel helmet was smashed into a pit, which was nothing serious.

"Yo Xi, Tu Eighth Route Army is indeed a group of brainless guys. In front of the big xx Huangjun Air Force, he dared to drive trucks around and sway around, lower the height to kill them!"

Seven or eight Japanese aircraft lowered their heights, and the cannons on both wings kept ringing, and the ground was defrauded of strings of mud flowers. Some bombs were thrown next to the truck, and the explosion blew up some big trees as thick as people's waists.

But just when the Japanese thought they were sure to win, suddenly the canvas on several trucks were lifted up, and your machine guns immediately pointed at the Japanese plane.

A hint of fear flashed in the Japanese eyes. The sound of the cannon that was about to raise the plane's height sounded. The huge warhead hit the Japanese pilot's body. On the spot, it seemed like a ball of blood was blown open in the cockpit. The glass was covered with blood, and there was a ball of flame and black smoke in the tail wing. The plane was falling vertically...

Several other aircraft also wanted to raise the height when they saw this situation, but it turned out that their movements were a step slower. The Eighth Route Army's cannon had already aimed at them. A string of Mars passed through the sky. The yellow flames cut through the sky like sharp blades. The Japanese planes were all hit, and each one was descending rapidly with black smoke.

"Come on, you guys immediately catch the rule pilot and try to keep him alive. These Japanese pilots are particularly important to us."

When the commander of the first brigade saw that there was a parachute in the sky, he immediately ordered the soldiers to catch the Japanese pilots who were parachuting.

Li Jian once said that the value of an aircraft is far less than the value of a pilot. If the aircraft is gone, it can be rebuilt and the adults are gone. It is impossible to cultivate it for a few years.

I just don’t know if the Japanese pilots are worth it. If they were before, they could consider selling them to Chongqing. It would be good to exchange for tens of thousands of dollars in the ocean.

The cannon was reorganized and the ammunition chain was always lengthening. No wonder Li Jian thought of putting the cannon on the truck, which could greatly enhance the mobility of the cannon.

When the first group of people saw these big killing weapons, their eyes were glowing.

"Okay, don't look at it. This thing is too bulky for us. It's not as good as a heavy machine gun. Go and move things right away and comfort the injured people."

The commander of the first brigade did not wipe the wound on his forehead, but walked straight towards the truck, looked at the manual cannons, and then shouted:

"In the future, let the commander give each of us a door. If we encounter Japanese planes again, we can fight back, so we won't be as frustrated as before."

The Japanese tanks and planes have always been part of the Eighth Route Army that cannot counterattack. The light armored tanks are fine, and they can use the Japanese 38th cover to penetrate his thin iron sheet, but medium tanks are not good. Bombs cannot be blown up, and bullets cannot be penetrated. It is a moving steel fortress. When attacking, it is easy to break up with infantry.

"The commander asked us to pull these things back as soon as possible, and then you retreat immediately. The Japanese troops will arrive soon. The defensive positions have been constructed. Next, you only need to withstand the attacks of these Japanese.

In the next time, the commander will send troops to fight these Japanese, and the troops of these battalions will be temporarily withdrawn."

The several battalions responsible for the attack were very injured, most of them were lightly injured. Although they could still fight, Li Jian hoped that they could go down and rest.

"good!"

After receiving the telegram, the commander of the first brigade immediately ordered everyone to retreat. At this time, a regiment of the Japanese was also heading towards this side, and a big battle would be opened here.
Chapter completed!