When the Japanese plane ran out of bullets, it finally shook its wings and flew away.
Before leaving, he flew in an extremely arrogant circle over the crowd at a height close to the treetops; during this process, everyone could even see clearly the Japanese pilot's arrogant face, which was called unscrupulous.
Yes! For this big battle, the Guo army devoted almost all its air power.
Unfortunately, except for the past few days, the Guo army was able to win several small air battles with its undying determination to serve the country.
After the Japanese support fleet arrived, HNA also joined the battle one after another.
The rapid attrition has caused the agricultural Guo Jia's aircraft to lose one less than one in the battle. Now they can only shrink and defend the limited important airspace.
The sky in Songhu was completely occupied by these planes painted with plaster flags...
With a cry of "Bah~", Hu Biao picked up the shell gun that had fallen to his hand.
Just now, in his great anger, he did the stupid thing of using a shell gun to fight off a plane; there was no way! When he saw the soldiers being knocked down one after another by the planes in the sky, Hu Biao's eyes turned red.
With Hu Biao's shooting skills, he fired 30 rounds of bullets in one go. It is impossible to say that he missed even one shot.
However, such a hit and the power of the pistol bullet did not produce any actual results. Instead, they angered the pilot of a Type 99 light bomber.
After he turned around in the air, he fired at Hu Biao.
So, Hu Biao gave up and relied on his body's flexibility to escape in an extremely dangerous situation.
After getting up from the ground with the shell gun he picked up, Hu Biao didn't even care about his bruised face and immediately started shouting at the netizens.
Since these people were taken care of by Yang Dongli and other veterans, they were evacuated urgently, so there were not many casualties.
But there were dozens of other people in the replenishment camp lying on the ground.
Although the Kawasaki Type 99 light bomber is only equipped with three 7.7 mm caliber aviation machine guns, it is still difficult to be hit by this thing.
If no one goes to rescue them, no one inside may survive due to various complications.
Therefore, even if Hu Biao knew 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 immediately gain some safety time and travel a little longer.
In addition, the aspirin and penicillin they carry are actually worth gold these days.
In the future, they might really find an opportunity to get an astonishing amount of wealth in the big city of Magic City, and bring it back to help them, poor people like them, turn around.
After all, this was a strange war, a war in which both sides deliberately avoided the lease area, allowing tens of thousands of people to watch the battle calmly.
But Hu Biao did not hesitate and still issued the order to save people.
Maybe he just couldn't ignore these comrades who had been bragging and beating together not long ago, so he died helpless, wailing, and desperate.
After hearing such an order, Yang Dongli and other veterans hesitated for a while.
Mainly because this was quite contrary to the spirit of their last meeting, but they finally took action.
In the past 30 days, they have learned some theoretical battlefield first aid, and with the medicines in hand, they should be able to achieve good results.
In this way, everyone seized the time and started to get busy; but soon after, Hu Biao heard a sentence coming from afar in his ears:
"Lao Hu, come here quickly."
Because he heard that the sound was coming from An Tusheng, an orthopedic surgeon, Hu Biao, who realized that something serious might have happened, did not dare to delay and hurriedly ran in the direction of the sound...
After running to the place in a flash, Hu Biao's head suddenly started to buzz.
Just next to the road, in a ditch about 1 meter deep, Hu Biao's immediate boss for this mission, Battalion Commander Zhu, collapsed together with his maroon horse.
There.
Under the bodies of one person and one horse, there has long been a pool of blood accumulated.
The small amount of stagnant water in the ditch was completely dyed into a large area of scarlet red.
The horse that had been hit by multiple bullets was still twitching, but Battalion Commander Zhu, who had been beaten into two pieces at the waist, was already dead, completely dead.
At the same time, only a hundred meters away, the black Chinese medicine practitioner was using unfamiliar movements.
He was desperately trying to perform chest compressions to resuscitate a person who had fallen to the ground.
That was the little Ding Ergou guy who was chatting with him about ten minutes ago; I saw a lot of bullet holes appearing densely between his chest and abdomen.
So much so that Ding Ergou was still covering his right chest tightly at this moment.
Not only was he shot there, but there were also soil he brought from his hometown, a lock of white hair from his old mother, and even a cigarette box with three cigarettes left.
That should be the most luxurious thing he has ever come into contact with in his short life of less than 20 years.
After pressing hard for a long time, I was faced with Ding Ergou, who made no movement except for the blood foam that kept coming out of his mouth.
The black Chinese medicine doctor, a middle-aged greasy man, suddenly burst into tears.
At this moment, he felt that life was so fragile and precious...
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In the time that followed, no one spoke on this stretch of road after the attack, and the overall atmosphere was even terrifyingly quiet.
Veterans, rookies, natives, and the top and bottom of the supplementary camp no longer have the clear sense of distance that they had at the beginning.
They mingled together regardless of each other and worked together to save people, hoping that one more comrade could survive.
Often after discovering the surviving wounded, on such a dead battlefield, a sentence full of surprises will come to mind:
"Military doctor, military doctor, come quickly. There is a man here who is still breathing."
After hearing such an order, orthopedic surgeon An Tusheng, or a black Chinese medicine practitioner, would rush over with a backpack full of medical supplies.
It is worth mentioning that the black Chinese medicine doctor can recover his mood so quickly and can devote himself to the work of saving people.
That was when Hu Biao went to urge him to save people, but after even shouting for a few times and getting no response, he immediately kicked him to the ground and then stepped forward and kicked him violently with the sole of his foot.
Then, the black Chinese medicine practitioner said that he was well and could start working.
As for whether Hu Biao's rough communication style will be resented by black TCM doctors afterwards, he has always believed in this:
They are just newbies who have joined the system. As long as they do not intentionally insult their personality and want them to give up their previous pretentious habits, there is nothing wrong with being beaten.
I believe that as time goes by and they experience more deaths, they will understand.
After working for about half an hour, the mess caused by the air raid was initially cleaned up.
According to the statistics of the swordsman, 17 people in the supplementary camp were killed on the spot, 15 were seriously injured, and 19 were slightly injured. Such a specific number of casualties can be regarded as the only one among many netizens.
While the guy was running around in a panic, he accidentally sprained his ankle.
I have to say that Hu Biao and the others are quite lucky.
The problem is, when they learned that Battalion Commander Zhu died tragically on the spot, the first company commander broke a leg and fell into a coma due to massive blood loss, and the second company commander couldn't wake up due to a severe concussion.
Hu Biao, who actually became the current top officer of the supplementary camp, was not happy at all.
Looking at the virtual screen in my mind, I only have 3 and a half hours to complete the task.
Hu Biao knew that now was not the time for ink, so he decisively issued an order:
"Leave three people in the company to take care of the wounded and the corpses of brothers who died in the battle, and wait for the civilian husbands behind to come and join them. The remaining people will follow me."
After issuing the order, Hu Biao thought that the squad and platoon leaders of the first and second companies would have some objections, so he was prepared to fall out.
Now that the situation is urgent, he doesn't have the leisure to do the ideological work of these people. He needs to convince them first.
The result? The low-ranking officers of the 1st and 2nd companies had no objections to Captain Hu's orders. They took the remaining soldiers with them, and quietly followed Hu Biao and others with their weapons and few outfits.
By this time, including the lightly wounded in the team, the team that set out from Nantong was full of 426 people, with only 163 people left.
And even if these 163 people successfully reach the Magic City, how many of them will survive in the end.
Just like many examples in this war, one after another troops with accents from various places traveled thousands of miles by car, train, and legs, and died fighting just for the fate of Guo Jia.
After realizing this, Hu Biao felt a strong rush.
I am extremely impulsive and want to exchange some of the individual missiles in the system mall. Not to mention advanced products such as the Rabbit Avant-garde 19, Feinu 6, Feinu 16, but some old models such as Avant-garde 1 are also good.
Avant-garde 1 is available in the system mall. For 700 points each, they can exchange it for 3 pieces.
In this way, when the enemy's small plane comes over, it will be a food delivery.
Just thinking about it, these system points still need to be kept carefully. After exchanging some more critical supplies, Hu Biao had no choice but to give up.
For the first time, he had such a clear understanding of the importance of Guo Jia's industrial strength.
Thanks to the sacrifices of countless martyrs over the past century, the timeline has reached the modern era. This Guo Jia has already stood up early.