The two volunteers combined to attack the Japanese army that invaded Jiutaizi Village. From the old north wind Zhang Haitian to Xiang Qingshan, and then to the division commander, brigade commander, all the way to the platoon commander and every volunteer soldier, everyone knows that this is the most critical battle! If they win, they will be able to continue to own the base of Sand Ridge; Defeated, the Three-Way Volunteers will immediately have to be driven out of the Sand Ridge!

As for whether the defeat can be seen, the sea and mountains are still in two words. If you're lucky, maybe you can return to the mountains safely and continue to be a free bandit; If you're unlucky, you'll be wiped out by the time you get out of the sand ridge!

Therefore, whether this battle is for the base, for the family, or for your own life, you have to play with your life!

The volunteers unified their thinking from top to bottom, and everyone knew that this battle was related to their own lives and the life and death of the entire volunteer army, and all the volunteer officers and soldiers who participated in the war made a desperate determination from the first shot!

Don't say it, don't look at the Volunteers' weapons are not very good, and there are not too many formations when fighting. But with that courage and fierceness that is not afraid of death, after several consecutive charges, he actually beat the devil's brigade back again and again!

When the fight came to an upswing, not only the division commanders and brigade commanders below, but even the two commanders of Lao Beifeng, Zhang Haitian and Xiang Qingshan, participated in the battle with guns! This battle was quite fierce!

Zhang Haitian hadn't gone into battle to kill the enemy in person for a while, and today he went to the battlefield coldly, listening to the sound of guns and cannons, and looking at the roars of his comrades-in-arms, this old bandit leader was suddenly excited! "Kill, kill, kill the devil with me!"

The sound of war drums, horns, and shouts filled the sky, and the blood-boiling battle scenes came into view, and Zhang Haitian involuntarily entered a state of excitement with the soldiers. This old north wind held a box cannon and shouted the slogan of killing the enemy while firing at the same time, pulling his throat!

Many of the volunteer soldiers on the battlefield were the subordinates brought down by Lao Beifeng from Wanghai Mountain. When these people saw the big boss personally go into battle, they heard the unique cry of the old north wind in their ears, and the already high fighting enthusiasm of the soldiers immediately soared to a new level again!

The offensive of the volunteers is becoming more and more fierce, and the soldiers forget their life and death, forget their relatives, and only have fighting, fighting, and fighting again!

The Japanese attacked quickly, then slowed down, then went on the defensive, and now began to slowly retreat!

I've seen the brave, I've seen the one who is not afraid of death, but I haven't seen so many people die together!

Seishiro Itagaki has seen it today. Such a large group of opponents who were obviously bandits and grass bandits, armed with rudimentary weapons, relied on a desperate madness to beat the well-armed and well-trained Imperial soldiers back one after another! Even Seishiro Itagaki, a cold-blooded soldier who had been in the army for many years, couldn't help but feel a sense of respect for his enemies.

Those who don't want to die on the battlefield will always be respected by their opponents. However, General Itagaki obviously would not let his opponent go because of this respect. The battle plan he set before the battle was specially tailored to the combat characteristics of the volunteers, but the opponent's momentum of not wanting to die suddenly shocked him.

Relieving himself, Seishiro Itagaki informed the aviation unit to immediately take off to provide air support to the Japanese troops and bomb the volunteers opposite him! Then he ordered the tank brigade to position the premise, and after waiting for the air attack to end, the tank brigade immediately covered the infantry under its command and began to charge!

With the combined operation of chariots and infantry, coupled with air support, Major General Itagaki was confident that his Volunteers opponent would be quickly routed! The next step should be to clear out the remnants of the enemy, occupy the sand ridge, and completely destroy the volunteers in the sand ridge! Seijiro Itagaki was already fantasizing about what kind of medal he would have on his chest after this battle was over.

Just when Zhang Haitian led the volunteers to fight bloodily and fight to the death against the devils, a strange sound of "buzzing" suddenly came from the sky. At first, Zhang Haitian didn't care, but he didn't know that the sound of Lu Dao actually became louder quickly, and it didn't take long for the buzzing sound to spread throughout the battlefield, and the sound of shouting and killing and gunfire were a bit suppressed.

What is this sound? Zhang Haitian didn't even remember where he had heard this voice for a while.

"Airplanes! Plane! The devil's plane is coming! The warrior who knew the voice suddenly shouted loudly!

The devil sent a plane? Zhang Haitian was stunned at that time. He didn't expect the devil to attach so much importance to the volunteers in Shaling!

Almost the next second the soldier shouted, three planes suddenly emerged from the eyes of the clouds! The buzzing sound instantly increased several times over. The plane quickly lowered its altitude, and from the ground, the three planes were almost flying on the top of a big tree, and the plaster flag on the belly of the plane could be clearly seen.

The devil plane shook its wings, and a few little black guys fell out of its stomach, and then the three planes quickly pulled up and flew away. The sound of "boom" sounded one after another, and the clouds formed by the explosion rose one after another. Lao Beifeng was so angry that he scolded his mother!

I don't know if there were three more planes or if the three planes just now came back, but two minutes later, three more planes suddenly appeared in the sky and quickly flew close and dropped a few bombs. Zhang Haitian saw with his own eyes that one of them exploded in the crowd after hitting the ground.

What a bunch of brutes! Lao Beifeng scolded fiercely, and then urgently dispatched a few machine guns, he was going to organize anti-aircraft fire. The old north wind is a beard, and the beard does not have the habit of not fighting back when he is beaten!

A few minutes later, the planes came again, still three. Zhang Haitian understood that the devil was flying back and forth on these three planes. Fly over and drop a round of bombs, turn around and drop bombs again. I've never seen such a bully! Are you a soft egg when I am the old north wind? Call me!

With Zhang Haitian's order, several machine guns of the Volunteers roared at the same time, and several strings of bullets rushed into the blue sky with sparks!

The pilot of the devil plane did not expect that the volunteers below would have anti-aircraft firepower, and the small firepower network formed by these machine guns actually had devil planes that did not dodge! One of the planes didn't know where it had hit, let out an unpleasant shrill roar, and flew away with black smoke on its buttocks.

There were three planes in total, one of them was hit by a bullet and smoked, and the other two were so frightened that they hurriedly pulled up! Pilots are no better than infantry, their lives are precious! After turning around again at a high altitude and throwing a few bombs indiscriminately, the remaining two devil fighters flapped their wings and chased in the direction where the smoking plane went.

The plane let the fight run away! There was thunder of joy on the battlefield! The Volunteers were proud that they had beaten off the air bandits for the first time. Zhang Haitian also smiled. However, his laughter was not over, and a completely different kind of machine roar was heard on the battlefield.