Six hundred and seventieth eight chapters vomit blood
Japanese staff officer Sasaki stood on the ground, looking up at the airdropped officers flying down like a goddess scattering flowers. He was excited in his heart.
Their division was surrounded and beaten by several times the number of squadrons. It was not easy to survive until now. The death of a large number of experienced officers made their situation worse.
In less than two weeks, one of the division's regimental captains was killed, five of the nine group captains were killed, and there were countless remaining officers.
The serious consequence of the death of a large number of officers is that the combat effectiveness of the troops continues to decline. Facing the fierce attack of the squadron, they cannot even withstand.
And now the arrival of this group of airdrop officers gave Staff Officer Sasaki hope. As long as they can be enriched into the troops and with their command, the troops can stabilize the defense line and wait for reinforcements, and they will have hope of survival.
Otherwise, facing the squadron besieged from all sides, they will be torn to pieces by the angry Chinese officers and soldiers. After all, their sins are countless and they are afraid of the crazy revenge of the Chinese officers and soldiers.
"boom!"
Just as Staff Officer Sasaki was preparing to receive these airdropped officers, gunshots suddenly rang out from the hilltop not far away.
"puff!"
With Staff Sasaki's eyes lowered, the bullet accurately penetrated the body of the Japanese officer who was still hanging in the air, and a large fountain of blood flew out.
Seeing this scene, Staff Officer Zuo Zuo was so shocked that he could not speak. He turned his head and looked towards the top of the mountain. At some point, a large group of Chinese officers and soldiers had already occupied the area and were shooting at the Japanese officers in the air.
"Baga, Baga!" Seeing this scene, Staff Officer Sasaki was almost furious.
Now these officers who were hanging in the air and had not yet landed were like living targets, with nowhere to hide. They watched helplessly as bullets continued to hit them, causing clouds of blood mist to rise.
"China people! Go and kill them!"
Staff officer Sasaki became angry and hurriedly shouted at the Japanese soldiers who were on guard nearby.
If these airborne officers were killed, he could not even think about the consequences.
The Japanese soldiers who had been struggling all night dragged their exhausted bodies towards Yang Ling and the others. They had to stop these Chinese officers and soldiers, otherwise the officers in the air would be doomed.
"Wang Dongming, take people to stop the Japs." Seeing the menacing Japs soldiers rushing over, Yang Ling ordered Wang Dongming.
Without saying a word, Wang Dongming rushed out with half of his brothers, set up a machine gun on the top of the hill, and pointed it at the Japanese soldiers who were rushing towards them.
Wang Dongming's machine guns hadn't fired yet, but the machine guns firing into the air started firing. They fired regular short bursts at the live targets in the air, killing the Japanese hanging in the air one by one.
"Kill Gai Gai!"
The Japanese soldiers on the ground rushed towards Yang Ling and the others desperately. They were extremely angry and wanted to stop the massacre.
"Hey, little devil, come on, take your grandfather's gun!"
As Wang Dongming spoke, he raised his hand and fired a shot. The head of the Jaap squad leader who howled the most fiercely exploded like a watermelon.
"Da da da......"
The machine gun also began to tremble, and strings of bullets rushed out of the muzzle with a roar, and swept towards the Japanese who were rushing towards them.
The Japanese did not dare to use their flesh and blood to resist the machine gun bullets, and they all tried to avoid them. However, the machine gunners were extremely tricky, and the impact points kept falling around the Japanese, causing the soil to splash everywhere.
The Japanese also set up their machine guns and fired at the top of the hill. The withered grass was cut off and flying everywhere. Bullets from both sides came back and forth. It was very lively.
Seeing more Japs swooping over from all over, Yang Ling did not dare to be too confident and could not throw his own brothers in just to kill the Japs' airborne officer.
"Send a flare and ask for support!" Yang Ling ordered.
Huzi hurriedly took out the flare from his backpack, and with a whoosh, the red flare rose into the sky.
Seeing Yang Ling and others setting off signal flares, Japanese staff officer Sasaki realized that the situation was not good.
Sure enough, before they could reach the hilltop where Yang Ling and the others were guarding, gunfire rang out one after another from other directions, and Chinese officers and soldiers appeared.
Yang Ling and his brothers from the other two teams didn't go very far. When they saw the Japanese parachuting people down from the sky, they all subconsciously wanted to come over and take advantage of the situation. They happened to see Yang Ling and the others setting off flares, so they rushed over.
The brothers had a tacit understanding and separated a group of people to block the Japanese soldiers on the ground, while sending people to shoot at the Japanese officers hanging in the air.
Those Japs officers with parachutes on their bodies had no way to hide when faced with bullets fired from the ground, and watched helplessly as the bullets penetrated them.
Sasaki, the Japs staff officer on the ground who was in charge of responding, was so angry that he screamed, but the officers in the sky were still being shot. His mind went blank, and he knew that he was doomed.
The Japanese soldiers on the ground who are responsible for protecting this airborne area are not strong enough. They have been relying on the little food dropped by the air these days. They struggled all night last night. What kind of fighting power do they have at this moment?
Faced with Yang Ling and the others, they kept shooting Japanese officers in the air. Although they tried to stop them, they lacked ammunition and could not attack Yang Ling and the others. They watched helplessly as their own officers were shot dead.
These Japs officers dropped from the air were also very unlucky. They encountered unexpected disasters before they even landed. Most of them were shot dead by machine guns in the air.
Occasionally, the Japanese officers who were lucky enough to fall down were sent to meet the Lord of Hell with a string of bullets before they could figure out the direction.
The brothers were eager to kill, but Sasaki, the Japanese staff officer, had despair on his face. He was cursing angrily, his voice getting weaker and weaker.
"Retreat, retreat quickly!"
Seeing that the officers who had airborne the Japs were almost killed, Yang Ling did not dare to stop, and took his brothers into the woods and ran away.
The Japanese soldiers with blood-red eyes were chasing after him with guns in hand and shouting. They were really angry.
They were originally assigned to protect the airborne area, but now those officers were all shot to death by Yang Ling and the others. How could they not be angry, and they started chasing after them with their butts kicked.
But are Yang Ling and the others so easy to chase? Of course not.
Not long after chasing them out, these exhausted Japanese pursuers encountered an ambush, and four or five light machine guns swept over them from several directions.
Facing the splashing bullets, these Japanese pursuers had no place to hide. They fell into a large area in various postures and hurriedly retreated in fright.
But it didn't matter if they retreated. Yang Ling and the others took advantage of this opportunity to escape.
"Report, the airborne officers were attacked by Chinese machine guns and were all smashed to pieces..."
When the news that all the airdropped officers were shot to death reached Junrokuro Matsuura, the commander of the Japanese division, the unkempt division commander couldn't hold back his breath.
He spat out a large mouthful of blood, and was so angry that he vomited blood. This frightened the staff of the division and regiment headquarters. Nothing could happen at this time.
"Baga! Baga! Way to go!!" Fortunately, Matsuura Junrokuro was lucky and was not angry to death, but he was also furious.