The third fighter that followed was lucky and unscathed!

The last one finally flew over...

This time, the two combat pilots in front were stunned. The battle plane coming was dragging long white smoke...

Three Nakajima 97A fighter jets began to slow down and communicate in flight.

The three Japanese pilots gestured to each other, and after returning, you looked at me in a daze, I looked at you...

The captain gestured to return the smoked fighter plane.

As long as the engine doesn't stop, it's nothing to smoke...

Even if you park, it’s not a big deal. As long as you don’t stop, you can make a forcibly landing on the plains and find any road...

Then, the three Japanese pilots who re-formed turned their eyes to the tall and "fat" stronghold artillery tower.

...

ground.

Four fighter jets were strafing in formation, and the time was less than one minute!

The puppet troops attacked from the bridge deck as fast as possible.

The vanguard had already rushed across the Dashi Bridge of Zhizhang River and was blown up and rebuilt the wooden board.

To cover the Japanese, the puppet army's light and heavy machine guns suppressed the Eighth Route River Embankment positions and fired all out...

Accuracy shooters are looking for targets

The ballistics are whistling...

The Eighth Route Forces position on the river bank was still filled with smoke after being bombarded...

On the river bank that was swept by the plane, several long machine gun ballistic dust had not completely disappeared...

The Eighth Route Army should have been frightened by the plane and has not fired and fought back yet...

The puppet army rushed to the front and began to pull grenades, preparing to throw a wave on the river bank...

It is precisely because of the smoke on the river bank that the Japanese observers cannot see the situation on the road far east of the river bank bank.

Flags waving on the roof of the artillery tower

There was some movement in the camouflaged pit on the highway.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers shouting horns carried more than a dozen sandbags from the pit to the ground.

Quickly build a heavy machine gun position.

Then, the three soldiers shouted and quickly carried Min Ersi out of the pit.

Mancang began to pull the bolt to suppress the ammunition chain, and the deputy shooter next to him was nervously tidying up the canvas ammunition belt...

Bangbangbangbangbangbangbangbang...

A terrifying voice came from the east.

The heavy machine gun ballistic was penetrating the smoke from the river bank, and along the stone bridge, it began to tear up everything and blocked the way forward. The puppet soldiers holding smoke grenades...
Chapter completed!