On this battlefield, it is a kind of irony. I seem to be in a state where I am either beaten to death by the enemy or beaten to death by my own people at all times! The only way to survive is to kill the enemy and complete the task assigned to us by the top of the peak!

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High walls, thatched, barbed wire, and a winding highway... This is Dongjuzi Airport.

The soldiers of the military training regiment and I were hiding in the thatched grass of more than half a person, quietly looking at the airport gate not far ahead. Just as the information we received before, the airport defense was not tight. Except for the number of more than two machine guns at the gate, there were only a few sparse Japanese soldiers patrolling and guarding the patrols. Some Japanese soldiers in some places even leisurely smoked cigarettes and talked about something.

This calm scene contrasts sharply with the sound of gunfire coming from Tianjin, but it seems not surprising at all. The Japanese are very arrogant about their combat effectiveness, so they don’t think that our Chinese army will have the ability to attack their airports.

But they will soon find out that they are wrong and very wrong!

"Woo..." With a strange roar of the planes, more than a dozen planes lined up in neat formations and passed the direct airport above us. The airflow brought by the plane made the thatch around us and the disguise on our bodies sway everywhere, scaring the soldiers and I quickly lowered our bodies and did not move.

It's almost time to attack, I thought to myself.

In order to burn as many enemy aircraft as possible, we have done some research on the takeoff rules of enemy aircraft before. They have half an hour intervals after each bombing. This may be the pilot's rest time, or the cooling of the aircraft heating aircraft or the mounting of bombs... We have never been in contact with fighter aircraft and don't know the reason, but who cares about so much? All we care about is how many aircraft are parked at the airport!

So it is obvious that if you want to achieve the greatest outcome, you must wait until the enemy planes fly back to the airport before launching an attack.

As expected, the order to "prepare for battle" was heard one after another after another. The soldiers all slowly climbed up from the grass and stared at Company Commander Xu in front... As the company commander waved his hand, the soldiers hugged and followed him, slowly approaching the airport like cheetahs...

One thousand meters!

Because we were worried that the Japanese army would find it, we dare not lurk too close. After all, it was during the day and we didn't have time to wait until night to attack again. The reason was that the Japanese army ambushed on Baoding Road could find that we had diverted and moved to Tianjin at any time. At that time, not only could we not be able to lift the siege of Tianjin, but we might be attacked by the Japanese army on both sides or surrounded by them.

Although the outcome is still unknown, when I think that the Japanese army might be lying in ambush in the reed floor, I want to laugh three times - Ya, let's not say anything else, at least fool you, bunny guys. If I could, I really want to see what kind of expression the little Japanese would look like when they found that we didn't take that road at all.

Eight hundred meters!

Perhaps it was because we were all disguised with thatch, or the arrogant little Japanese did not focus on this thatched field at all, so they still did not notice that there was an angry Chinese army around them rushing towards them.

The military training regiment was divided into four parts. I don’t know how to divide the other directions. Anyway, our first battalion is mainly attacking the main gate of the airport. I, a small platoon leader, cannot and do not need to know such detailed plans, right? I just need to know that our company is burning planes under the cover of other troops...

Speaking of which, I and the soldiers in the company are very happy to do this job, because there are opportunities to kill the Japanese on the battlefield, but they have to burn planes... Maybe there is only one time in this life.

It is said that in order to grab this task, the company commanders and battalion commanders of other troops have reacted to the Shangfeng, but in the end they gave this task to our first battalion as planned. The reason is that the division believes that this difficult task should be handed over to the troops with the strongest combat effectiveness...

Six hundred meters!

My waist was already sore, and I was eager to get straight up or just lie on the ground to rest for a while, but I knew that none of these would work. The former would make the Japanese find out that they were killed with one shot, while the latter would make my own people find out that I wanted to be a deserter and shoot him...

On this battlefield, it is a kind of irony. I seem to be in a state where I am either beaten to death by the enemy or beaten to death by my own people at all times! The only way to survive is to kill the enemy and complete the task assigned to us by the top of the peak!

We followed the company commander faster and faster, and the thatch beside us also whirled up like a gust of wind. The whole team rushed towards the central airport like waves.

So the Japanese army soon discovered us. With a strange scream and gunshot, the Japanese army standing on the wall discovered us and fired guns to warn us, and the battle began...

"Fight!" With the order from Company Commander Xu, the soldiers ran forward and raised their rifles and pulled the trigger to the Japanese army.

In an instant, a sea of ​​gunfire sounded on the grass that was originally quiet and silent. The blue smoke coming out of the gun tightly surrounded the airport in the center like heavy fog!

At this time, most of the rifles equipped by the soldiers were made in Hanyang. I have also heard of this kind of rifle. Another name is the Han 88 rifle.

Why is it called the Han 88 rifle? That's because it is a copy of the Austrian m1888 rifle; why is this rifle called the m1888? The reason is that it was developed in 1888.

I said so many "whys" and then explained myself tirelessly. The reason was to sigh: Oh my God! Now it is all era, and the United States is equipped with m1 semi-automatic rifles. We are still using weapons developed in 1888...

The fact is indeed this. Do you still remember the fresh army who saw on TV and movies wearing bianzi and carrying rifles? They used Hanyang, and we are still using this old rifle!

But what I am pleased with is that our rifles are not that bad. The reason is that the rifles used by the Qing army often explode because the barrel material is too poor, so for safety reasons, another barrel was placed outside the barrel. This Hanyang-made with two layers of barrels is called the "old sleeve". The rifles we use now have been improved and the outer layer of sleeve has been removed...

Isn't this? Although we had already rushed into a distance of less than 500 meters from the Japanese army with the cover of thatch, it seemed that we had not yet entered the range of Hanyang. However, this did not affect our shooting and killing the Japanese soldiers guarding the door. The reason was that we were a large number of people. There were at least thousands of warheads in a round of bullet rain. So there were only a "bang" sound, and the dozen Japanese soldiers were beaten into sieves!

Company Commander Xu waved his pistol at us and shouted: "Brothers! It's time to take revenge, rush!"

"Roar!" The soldiers shouted at the airport gate with bayonets. The soldiers rushing in front threw a row of grenades into the gate without saying a word. A small group of Japanese soldiers rushed to reinforce, but before he could reach the door, they were blown to the sky. Then the soldiers rushed in from the gate like a tide...

"Hey!" When I stepped into the airport with the flow of people, I couldn't help but lit up: I was so fucking lucky. Dozens of Japanese planes with plaster flags were parked on the other side of the airport in one go. There were at least thirty ones! Some planes were surrounded by mechanics checking or mounting ammunition before flying!

The little Japanese reacted too slowly. Just as we rushed towards the plane, dozens of pilots wearing flying hats hurried out in the shed... So I quickly realized what they wanted to do, they wanted to drive the plane away before we blow up the plane!

"Come with me on the second row!" I shouted and took the soldiers with rifles to meet the pilots!

The pilot who rushed to the front was a middle-aged man. He was obviously too hasty when he ran out so that he forgot to bring his self-defense pistol. So when he saw me rushing towards him, he was stunned, but soon rushed towards me with a hideous face... I couldn't help but curse in my heart: I think you can deal with the rifle in my hand with empty hands, so let you try it!

I stabbed him but didn't expect that this little Japanese still had some skills. He dodged the edge and waved his fist to me... But how could I let him succeed? The bayonet was not stabbed, but the butt stock was still there? He with his left hand and his right hand swung, and it hit him in the face with a "collapse"...

Blood splattered out, and the little Japanese lying on the ground with a scream. He no longer had the chance to scream a second time, because my bayonet had already been inserted into his neck... A "cucking" sound, the little Japanese grabbed my bayonet in pain, staring at me fiercely as if he was about to jump out, gritting his teeth and seemed to want to get up and decide the outcome with me, but it was obvious that he had no chance anymore. As my bayonet was pulled out, his sinful life disappeared.

Another pilot quickly drew his pistol and pointed it at me, but he had no chance to pull the trigger, because the soldiers behind me had followed closely and poked and stabbed them with bayonets.

This is a profit. I couldn't help but feel happy when I watched the soldiers rush into the Japanese pilots and start killing. I know very well that these pilots are not cheaper than those planes at all. Of course, it's time for them to get rid of them!

However, not all the pilots stopped us because at this time I found that several planes had already started the motor...
Chapter completed!