Soon, from a distance, a bunch of black spots kept approaching, and there was a buzzing sound.
Subsequently, less than 10 planes took off from Nanchang Airport. Those were the only few planes left in Nanchang. Today, we were ready for a bloody battle in the sky.
Zhou Weiguo looked at the plane taking off from Nanchang Airport with tears in his eyes. At this time, the national army planes were no match for the Japanese planes in terms of quality or quantity, but they still took off resolutely. Although they
Although he is weak, he is never afraid of the enemy. Because this time, Nanchang is in a last-ditch battle. There is no way out, and the chance of winning is slim. Even Zhou Weiguo, with such a small number of troops, does not have much chance of winning. If he brings the soldiers and horses of the independent division,
Zhou Weiguo's chances of winning will be greater. But now, Nanchang City is fully equipped with less than 10,000 troops. The 5th Division Regiment has only more than 2,000 people to fight, and Bai Huizhang's 102nd Division only has more than 4,000 people left.
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Thousands of exhausted troops defended the city of Nanchang, facing the enemy's steel cannons, tens of thousands of troops, and full fury.
Soon, the black spot in the distance slowly grew larger and turned into the shape of an airplane.
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"Captain, the Japanese have far more planes than we do, what should we do?"
"There are too many Japs outside the city. Even if we die today, we will blow up the Japs outside the city to relieve the pressure on the garrison brothers."
"yes!"
A pilot, flying a plane, remembered the conversation with the captain and clarified the goal. Their goal was the Japanese outside the city, even if they died. This time, they could finally sleep in the sky.
Soon, several bombers from the National Army flew outside Nanchang.
"Yalu, Chinese fighter planes!" a Japanese soldier shouted, and then squatted on the ground to hide. For them, there were few times when they were threatened by Chinese fighter planes.
Seeing this, the pilot dived directly towards the Japanese, and then dropped the bomb.
For him, it means dropping all the bombs on the plane before he dies.
"Yalu! Shoot down these Chinese fighter planes!" a Japanese lieutenant general shouted, and then began to take cover.
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"Is that? The Japanese cannon?" A pilot was shocked when he saw the dark steel pipe behind the Japanese, "It must be destroyed."
Then, he flew the fighter plane straight towards the position of a certain Japanese artillery regiment. All the bombs on his plane had been dropped. Now, the only thing that could still be used was this plane and his life.
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"Yalu, hide, hide!" a Japanese military commander shouted. What he saw was that Chinese fighter planes were suicidally rushing towards them!
"Your Excellency, Captain!" A Japanese soldier next to him threw down the Japanese colonel.
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"Goodbye, Captain!" He murmured to himself, driving his plane towards the dark heavy artillery.
"Boom!" The explosion sounded, and then triggered a series of explosions. Next to the Japanese heavy artillery, there were piles of artillery shells for attacking the city.
"Yalu! Hidden! Hidden!" The Japanese army was in chaos. They never expected that the Chinese Air Force would fly towards them in a suicidal manner!
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"Decheng!" Another Chinese military fighter plane appeared in the sky, "Slow down, brother is coming soon!"
Then, he also rushed towards a pile of heavy artillery. Similarly, because the Japanese army had already prepared for the artillery bombardment earlier, the artillery shells were placed next to the cannon.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
There was another series of explosions, and a huge mushroom cloud rose.
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"Master!" Long Zhi's eyes were red, looking at the national army planes that kept committing suicide.
Zhou Weiguo burst into tears as he watched the Nationalist fighter planes that kept suicidally rushing towards the Japanese rear positions. He had never thought that dying could be so ritualistic before, but a real scene was played out in front of his eyes. They were among the most powerful
Some people have received higher education and have strong patriotic feelings. They will risk their lives for the country. In this era, a large number of heroes have emerged. They are real heroes who risk their lives to defend this country. Most of them,
There is no historical name, just submerged in the long river. It is because of them that the powerful China came into being.
"In China, the most indispensable thing is backbone." Zhou Weiguo wiped his tears and said loudly, "The air force brothers have set an example for us. Today, we will defend Nanchang City to the death!"
"Swear to defend Nanchang to the death!"
"Swear to defend Nanchang to the death!"
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The Japanese army was a little panicked. Although they did not suffer much damage, the Chinese air force actually committed suicide collectively! There were a total of 9 fighter planes, and all 9 of them committed suicide!
"Your Excellency, Division Commander! The rear heavy artillery regiment has suffered huge losses!"
"Nani! Baga! If there is no loss, prepare everything. Immediately, combine the air force to bomb me! I will kill these Chinese people!"
"Hi!"
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When the order came from the front, several heavy artillery regiments looked unhappy.
The nine planes all rushed towards them in a suicidal manner. There were only a dozen or twenty cannons in one wing, and each one cost them a lot of effort. As a result, one-third of them were lost in one go.
many.
"Captain, we just confirmed that our regiment still has 5 cannons that can be used." A major came over and said to their commander.
"Baga!" The Japanese colonel was angry. Their regiment originally had 16 heavy artillery pieces, but now only 5 are left. To them, this is tantamount to being scrapped. "How many artillery shells are left?"
"Hey! There are 15 more shells!"
"Baga! What can 15 rounds of artillery shells do?"
"Hi!"
"Yalu! Order, get ready, wait for the order, bombard Nanchang City!"
"Hi!"
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"Hidden!" Seeing the Japanese bombers wreaking havoc in Nanchang City, Zhou Weiguo first shouted loudly, "Firearms Company! Fight the Japanese fighter planes for me!"
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"Second Pillar, the master is watching, it's up to you!" Li Xie said to his firearm.
"Okay, look at the camp!" Erzhuzi smiled, "The master gave us these anti-aircraft guns a few days ago, and I learned them on the same day. I'm sure to shoot down the Japanese plane today."
"Okay!" Li Xie smiled and said, under such pressure, in fact, no one can really laugh, but they can't cry. The Air Force just gave them strength and example, now, they can't be timid.
Erzhu adjusted various angles of the anti-aircraft gun, then quickly aimed at a Japanese bomber and fired the shells.
"Boom!" A huge explosion sounded in the sky above Nanchang.
A Japanese bomber instantly turned into a fireball.
"Oh!" In Nanchang City, the soldiers cheered, and the people were actually also happy, but more importantly, they were afraid.
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"Old man, hide quickly, what are you looking at! In a moment, the little devil will fall down with a big iron lump, and our family will be gone!" An elderly grandma said to an old grandfather.
"What are you talking about? It was the defenders who just shot down a Japanese plane!"
"What? The national army is so powerful now?"
"Hmph! Just hide! I'm going to be here and watch them beat me! Even if I die, after living for so many years, I don't want to see our house taken over by the Japanese again!"
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"Well done." Zhou Weiguo also had a slight smile on his face. Then, looking at another fireball erupting over Nanchang City, he still felt a lot of comfort in his heart. He would fight this battle to the last soldier.
