When the Japanese plane exhausted the bullets, they finally shook their wings and flew away.

Before leaving, he flew around the crowd with a height close to the treetops. During this process, everyone could even see the arrogant face of the Japanese pilot, which was so unscrupulous.

Yes! For this battle, the Guo army invested almost all the air force.

Unfortunately, in addition to the previous few days, the Guo army was able to win several small air battles with its determination to serve the country with its determination to die.

When the Japanese support fleet arrived, HNA also joined the battle one after another.

The rapid consumption caused the agricultural Guo Jia's aircraft to lose one less aircraft, and now it can only shrink and defend a limited and important airspace.

The sky in Songhu was completely occupied by these planes painted with plaster flags...

With a 'Pussy~', Hu Biao picked up the wreck gun that fell to his hand.

Just now, in great anger, he did the stupid thing of shooting the plane with a thug gun; there was no way! When he saw the soldiers being knocked down by the planes in the sky, Hu Biao's eyes turned red.

With Hu Biao's shooting skills, he flew 30 bullets in one breath, and it was impossible to say that he didn't hit a single shot.

However, such a hit and the power of the pistol bullet did not cause any actual results, but instead angered the pilot of a Type 99 light bomber.

After turning around in the air, he shot towards Hu Biao.

So Hu Biao became timid and avoided the disaster in an extremely thrilling manner with his physical flexibility.

After getting up from the ground with the picked-up shell gun, Hu Biao didn't even bother to care about his skin-washed face and immediately shouted at the netizens.

These people were urgently evacuated because they were taken care of by old birds such as Yang Dongli, but there were few casualties.

But dozens of others in the supplementary camp have fallen on the ground now.

Although only three 7.7mm caliber aircraft were equipped with a Kawasaki Type 99 light bomber, it was also difficult to get through after being hit by this thing.

If no one went to rescue them, no one might survive due to various complications.

Therefore, even if Hu Biao clearly knows a lot of things in his heart, for example: taking advantage of the fact that the Japanese plane has just left, it is the best choice to get some safe time immediately and rush more.

In addition, the aspirin and penicillin they carry are actually good things worth gold these days.

In the future, they might really find an opportunity to get an amazing amount of wealth in the metropolis of Demon City and bring them back to make them turn over.

After all, this is a strange war, a war in which both sides deliberately avoided the loan area, allowing tens of thousands of people to watch the battle calmly.

But Hu Biao did not hesitate at all and still called for the order to save people.

Perhaps he really couldn't ignore it. He ignored these comrades who were bragging and spanking together not long ago, died in helplessness, wailing, and despair.

After hearing such an order, Yang Dongli and the old birds hesitated for a while.

The main reason is that this is a bit contrary to the spirit of their last meeting, but it finally took action.

In the past 30 days, they have learned a little bit of theoretical first aid on the battlefield, and they should have good results with the medicines in their hands.

In this way, everyone seized the time and started to work hard; but soon after, Hu Biao heard a sentence from a distance from his ear:

"Old Hu, come here quickly."

Because I heard that the sound was made by An Tusheng, an orthopedic doctor, Hu Biao realized that something might have happened, and immediately did not dare to delay. He quickly trotted along the direction of the sound...

After running to the place, Hu Biao's head suddenly started to buzz.

I saw that on the side of the road, in a ditch about 1 meter deep, Hu Biao's boss, Battalion Commander Zhu, fell there with his maroon horse.

Under the body of one man and one horse, a pool of blood had long been accumulated.

The small amount of water in the ditch completely dyed a large area of ​​scarlet red.

The war horse that was shot multiple times can still twitch, but Captain Zhu, who was beaten into two pieces in the waist, had already died completely.

At the same time, at a distance of only a hundred meters, the black Chinese medicine doctor was using unfamiliar actions.

He was desperately pressing a person who was falling to the ground, doing chest compressions with a heartbeat resuscitation.

That was the little guy Ding Ergou who was still chatting with him about ten minutes ago; he saw more gun holes appearing densely between his chest and abdomen.

So at this time, Ding Ergou still covered his right chest tightly.

Not only was there a shot, but there was also a mud he brought from his hometown and a strand of white hair from his old mother, and even a cigarette case with 3 cigarettes left.

That should be the most luxurious thing he has ever come into contact with in his life in less than 20s.

After pressing hard for a long time, facing the little brother Ding Ergou who had no other movement except for the blood foam from his mouth.

A middle-aged and greasy man like Black Traditional Chinese Medicine, suddenly burst into tears.

At this moment, he felt that life was so fragile and precious...

*******

In the following time, no one spoke on the road after the attack, and the overall atmosphere was even quiet and terrifying.

The old birds, rookies, natives, and the upper and lower parts of the supplementary camp no longer had the clear sense of distance that was originally.

They mixed together without distinction and worked hard to save people, hoping that more comrades could survive.

Often, after discovering the still-surviving wounded people, on such a dead battlefield, a sentence full of surprises will be remembered:

"Military doctor, come quickly. There is someone here who is still breathing."

After hearing such an order, the orthopedic doctor An Tusheng, or the black Chinese medicine doctor, would carry a backpack full of medical items and run over quickly.

It is worth mentioning that black traditional Chinese medicine can recover so quickly and can devote itself to the work of saving people.

That was when Hu Biao urged him to save the person, but after he didn't even respond after calling for a few words, he immediately kicked him to the ground and went forward and kicked him with a big sole.

Then, the black Chinese medicine doctor said that he was well and could start working.

As for Hu Biao's rough communication method, whether he would be hated by Chinese medicine afterwards, he has always believed in this point:

They are the rookies who join the system. As long as they do not intentionally insult their personality, they will be beaten up without any trouble because they are beaten up in a pretentious habit.

I believe that as long as you go through a little more death, they will understand it.

After about half an hour of busy work, the mess after being attacked was always initially cleaned up.

According to statistics from swordsmen, 17 people died on the spot, 15 seriously injured and 19 slightly injured. Among such a specific number of casualties, there is only one among the netizens.

The guy was still spraining his ankle while running in a panic.

I have to say that Hu Biao and the others are quite lucky.

The problem is that when he learned that Battalion Commander Zhu died on the spot, the first company commander broke one leg and fell into a coma due to heavy blood loss, and the second company commander could not wake up due to severe concussion.

Hu Biao, who actually became the current highest commander of the Supplementary Battalion, was not happy at all.

Looking at the virtual screen in my mind, the task completion limit is limited to only 3 and a half hours.

When Hu Biao knew that this was not Moji, he decisively issued an order:

"After a row, three people were left to take care of the bodies of the wounded and the dead brothers, waiting for the men behind to come and meet, and the rest would follow me."

After giving the order, Hu Biao thought that the platoon leaders of the first and second companies would have some objections, so he was ready to turn against him.

Now that the situation is urgent, he does not have the leisure to do the ideological work of these people well, and then convince them first.

The result was that the low-level officers of the 12th Company had no objection to the order of Company Commander Hu. They all brought the remaining soldiers under their command, and silently followed Hu Biao and the others with their weapons and a few outfits.

At this time, including the minor wounded people in the team, this team with a full 426 people starting from Nantong, with only 163 people remaining.

Even if these 163 people successfully arrived in the Demon City, how many people could survive in the end.

Just like many examples in this war, troops with accents from all over the world traveled thousands of miles through cars, trains, and legs, and died just for the fate of Guo Jia.

After realizing this, Hu Biao rushed over with a strong rush.

I was extremely impulsive to exchange some individual missiles in the system mall. Not to mention advanced goods such as Rabbit Avant-garde 19, Flying Crossbow 6, Flying Crossbow 16, etc., I also had some Avant-garde 1 and these old styles were also good.

In the system mall, if you only need 700 points per item, they can exchange 3 items.

In this way, the Japanese small plane came over and delivered food.

Just as he thought that these system points still need to be kept well, and after redeeming some more critical supplies, Hu Biao had no choice but to give up.

For the first time, he had such a clear understanding of Guo Jia's industrial strength.

Thanks to the efforts of countless martyrs over the past century, the timeline has reached the era of modern planes. Guo Jia has already stood up early.
Chapter completed!