"Captain!" The other Japanese fighter planes were stunned when they saw the fighter plane in front of them. That was their captain. Now, he was attacked by Zhu Ziming and others as soon as he came up. There was no trace of his body left. "Yalu! Revenge for the captain."
Revenge! Be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor!" After that, the remaining nine Japanese fighter planes rushed towards Zhu Ziming and others as if they were desperate.
Seeing this, Zhu Ziming just smiled. The Japs' fighter planes were still far inferior to theirs in terms of performance. When they really rushed over, they could basically be avoided. If they really couldn't be avoided, there were other external factors.
, for example, numerical disadvantage.
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"Commander, is this the air force of the independent division?"
"Um."
"It seems like airplanes are much better than Japanese ones."
"According to the information, it is like this."
"I heard that all the equipment of the independent division was purchased with their own money. Now even the air force and navy have reached a certain scale. How rich is this?"
"Independent divisions are not short of money at all."
"It seems so. They are selling amoxicillin. No wonder they are so arrogant. But no matter how arrogant they are, the navy and air force have not been taken over by the party-state."
The Lieutenant General of the National Army frowned. In fact, he couldn't say how much he disliked the Independent Division, nor could he say how much he liked it. If it wasn't used in some places, he wouldn't have given it a second look. All along, he
I think Zhou Weiguo's success was all a fluke. It was a fluke that he succeeded, that he got into the eyes of the Chairman, and that he was promoted to lieutenant general and became a division commander at such a young age. Although his military position is not as high as his, the military rank is the same.
, which made him feel very uncomfortable. Even when people all over the country were praising him, there were still many people who looked down upon him behind the scenes.
When he looked up at the sky again, there were only two or three Japanese fighter planes left. The others should have exploded and crashed. "Now the Japanese planes have no time to take care of us. Let the brothers work harder."
Jin, take down Fuzhou!"
"yes!"
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At the city gate of Fuzhou, when the Japanese army saw dozens of independent division fighter planes, they felt despair. In the past, the skies over China were dominated by the Japanese Empire. Now, they also feel what the national army felt back then.
"Your Excellency, Captain!"
"I saw."
"what to do?"
"Tell the warriors that the time has come to serve His Majesty the Emperor! Kill as many Chinese as possible at all costs."
"Hi!"
Seeing this, the Japanese colonel also pulled out the pistol from his waist, closed his eyes, and muttered, "Lin Zi, I probably won't be able to go back. You have to take our children and live well." Then, "Here comes someone."
, get a sniper rifle." The Japanese colonel said.
"yes!"
Soon, a soldier handed him a sniper rifle. It was a Japanese Type 97 sniper rifle, which basically used a 38-cap structure. The Japanese colonel took it with a complicated expression, "I didn't expect that I would touch this again.
A gun. Long time no see, old man." Then he lay down and stretched out the gun in a standard manner. Through the sight, he saw clearly the expressions and movements of many national soldiers.
Soon, he aimed his scope at a second lieutenant of the National Army. Generally speaking, a second lieutenant of the National Army was at the company commander level.
"Pa!" He pressed the trigger, and a 6.5mm bullet flew towards the targeted national army second lieutenant.
The next second, the national army second lieutenant suddenly felt a pain in his chest and fell to the ground unwillingly.
Seeing this, the Japanese colonel curled up his lips. It seemed that his shooting skills had not deteriorated, but soon, before he could retreat, a bullet hit the city wall in front of him. He was so frightened that he quickly retreated.
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A Chinese soldier frowned. His company commander had just been hit in the heart by a Japanese sniper. He saw it was a Japanese sniper and he fought back. However, the bullet missed and hit the wall in front of the Japanese sniper.
Just a little bit. Then, he hid himself again, waiting for the Japanese sniper to appear again.
…
The Japanese colonel secretly stuck out his head again. He didn't think there were any snipers in the national army opposite. At most, they were just soldiers with better marksmanship. Moreover, according to their long-standing knowledge, the national army soldiers had very little marksmanship training.
, many soldiers had never fired a gun before going to the battlefield. Therefore, he regarded the shot just now as a stray bullet. But the next second, he felt a sense of death. The familiar and unfamiliar sense of danger made him suddenly
He couldn't move, but he knew that if he didn't move, he would be dead in the next second.
Before his body could react, he felt a pain in his head.
Soon, a bright red color flowed from his eyebrows.
"Baga!" He cursed secretly again, and then fell down unwillingly.
"Your Excellency, Captain! Your Excellency, Captain!" The Japanese soldier next to him discovered the situation of the Japanese colonel and shouted in horror. In his opinion, the reason why Japanese officers can become Japanese officers is that they naturally have very powerful advantages.
And just now, their captain showed off his unique sniping skills, which made him admire him. But not long after he admired him, their captain actually fell.
"Yalu! Avenge your Excellency, the captain!" A Japanese major was furious at the side.
"Hi!" Now, the Japanese major is the highest-ranking officer on the field.
…
The Nationalist soldier who had just fired a shot breathed a sigh of relief, because he was sure that the shot just now must have hit him, and judging from the reaction of the Japanese soldiers around him, the one killed should be a high-ranking Japanese official.
Then, he aimed at another Japanese soldier.
At this time, the gunfire of the Japanese soldiers was very sparse on the battlefield, but the gunfire of the national army did not reduce the morale.
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At 3 o'clock in the afternoon on September 28, 1939, the National Army sent a report to liberate Fuzhou.
For a time, the people were excited. Because, these days, many towns have been recovered.
"Now, the Japanese are in a defensive posture, and it is time for our soldiers of the Republic of China to regain their lost territory and overcome all obstacles! As long as we keep this momentum, the recovery of all China will be just around the corner!" A middle-aged man in a robe took a sip of tea.
, then looked at the newspaper and said excitedly.
"Brother Chen is absolutely right," another middle-aged man stood up, dancing with arms and legs, and said excitedly, "Maybe by this time next year, I can return to my hometown!"
"Where is Xiongtai's hometown?"
"Tianjin!"
"I'm from Zhejiang!"
"I'm from Nanjing!"
"I am from Jiangxi. It seems that Jiangxi will recover the fastest!"
"No matter what, if you can fight the Japanese and regain the mountains and rivers, that's great! I want to donate some food and supplies to the soldiers. I can't let the soldiers bleed in the front and not have enough food and clothing!" A rich man said
The businessman said happily, "This time, I will donate more."
"Me too, let's go together!"
"Let's go together!"
For a time, the atmosphere in the teahouse reached its highest level.
