Even if I'm a useless bum at Whampoa Military Academy, I'll be invincible in the War of Re

A dark mass of aircraft approached from above Jiangyin, their bodies painted with the Chinese flag, which was extremely conspicuous.

The civilians below were terrified and fled in all directions. The regimental commander, Koji Kitamura, arrogantly flapped his wings and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"A bunch of ants!"

These people are not worth their time. Their target is the guerrilla positions on the outskirts of Nanjing. Matsui Iwane has given a death order: bomb Jurong flat!

The instrument panel showed that there were still more than 60 miles to go. At the cruising speed of the aircraft group, they would arrive at the battlefield in at most 20 minutes.

This time they deployed 48 bombers, carrying 36 tons of bombs, determined to annihilate the guerrilla detachment. Regarding the 101st Regiment flag incident, Zhao Yunwen has been blacklisted by Matsui Iwane.

Driven by an instinctive sense of danger, Colonel Kitamura subconsciously turned his gaze to the right front. His "CPU" instantly froze, his mouth agape.

A bunch of black marks!

It's more accurately described as a fleet of aircraft!

Colonel Kitamura didn't know where this massive fleet of aircraft came from, but he was certain it was hostile, and he screamed in terror:

"Enemy attack—prepare for battle!"

Because information was transmitted via radio, orders were severely delayed, sometimes even slower than machine gun shells.

Colonel Kitamura could only watch helplessly as his own planes were shot down one by one in mid-air; the power of the machine gun shells was astonishing.

The performance of the mysterious aircraft overturned his understanding; not only was its performance superior in every aspect, but its combat methods were also unlike anything he had ever seen before.

"This is definitely not a Chinese fighter jet!"

"You bastards! I'll fight you to the death! Thrust!"

Colonel Kitamura broke through the defenses and pushed his fighter jet to its maximum speed, charging head-on into the enemy's aircraft, firing as he charged, hoping to take one of them down with him.

The opposing plane spit out four jets of fire, riddling it with holes, and the plane fell from the sky.

The mysterious aircraft not only had a cannon, but also four 12.7 mm machine guns in the nose, making their firepower completely different.

Zhao Yunwen was already used to it and watched with great interest as the system's creation crushed the weak. Although he couldn't participate in the battle himself, he could personally solve the biggest problem in the outer perimeter.

He believed that after this battle, Matsui Iwane would be terrified and would think twice before deploying aircraft on a large scale.

Strictly speaking, this was not a fair aerial battle, but a one-sided massacre. After the last enemy plane was destroyed, Zhao Yunwen heard a voice that sounded very much like the system's AI:

[Task successfully completed, time: 1 hour 27 minutes, contribution points consumed: 108000, remaining balance: 938000.]

Zhao Yunwen's heart was bleeding. He had spent a full 100,000 points. As expected, the price of renting a "luxury car" to live a carefree life was huge. Fortunately, the loss of more than 80 fighter jets was enough to make Matsui Iwane feel the pinch.

In Jurong, Colonel Ono, who was waiting for the air warriors, had not arrived yet, so he had to continue to stall with the garrison.

After an unknown amount of time, Major Yoshikawa came over with a grim face to report:

"Commander, the Sky Warriors were ambushed by a mysterious group of aircraft en route and were all destroyed."

Colonel Ohno could hardly believe his ears. He grabbed Yoshikawa by the chest and roared:

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, you're lying!"

"The Chinese planes were destroyed by our air warriors long ago, and even if there were any left, they were few in number. What did they use to shoot down dozens of Imperial Army warplanes? Bamboo poles?"

Major Yoshikawa was equally puzzled, but it was a telegram forwarded from the division headquarters and could not be questioned.

Colonel Ohno seemed to have all his strength suddenly drained away, and he collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud. Although he couldn't understand it, he had to accept reality.

"Commander, the Special Higher Police will definitely find out the specific reasons. Right now, we can only rely on the 16th Division's own strength to defeat the guerrilla detachment."

Major Yoshikawa's words seemed to give Colonel Ohno strength, and he said firmly:

"That's right, even without the Air Warriors, the 20th Infantry Regiment can defeat Zhao Yunwen's guerrilla detachment!"

"Order the First and Second Battalions to launch a frontal assault, and the Third Battalion to flank from the south. Call in artillery support and bombard the Chinese positions to the ground!"

Colonel Ohno roared hoarsely, for only killing could vent the rage in his heart.

The 20th Infantry Regiment finally got serious, raining down shells on the positions of the 2nd Battalion and the isolated battalion. The trenches were destroyed in sections. Even Zhao Yunwen could only silently endure it. He couldn't rely on the system to solve the problem every time, as his contribution points couldn't withstand the depletion. He also needed to save some food for the next day.

After an unknown amount of time, the artillery fire began to spread, and dense swarms of Japanese soldiers rushed toward the positions of the Second Battalion and the isolated battalion. The Second Regiment Commander decisively ordered the artillery to open fire.

Rows of shells crashed into the enemy lines, blasting the Japanese soldiers into disarray and causing considerable chaos in their formation.

The regimental artillery company withdrew after firing twelve rounds, inflicting considerable casualties on the Japanese. The rest was left to the infantry to deal with.

Colonel Ohno could only watch helplessly as he was bombed; this was the price that had to be paid in the offensive. Although the regimental artillery company subsequently launched a counterattack, it was to little effect.

The defending artillery was highly mobile and elusive, making it impossible for the Japanese to catch them, which greatly annoyed Colonel Ohno.

Despite paying a heavy price, the Japanese skirmishers advanced to the front of the Second Battalion's position, and a fierce firefight ensued, with casualties on both sides.

Machine gunner Hu Erzhuang was firing wildly. There were too many Japanese soldiers to kill them all. In a short while, he had used up half a belt of ammunition, and the ground was covered with dead Japanese soldiers who had died under his gun.

"boom!"

A rapid-fire shell exploded behind him, and several shrapnel fragments struck his body. Hu Erzhuang fell into a pool of blood, filled with resentment.

Assistant gunner Gao Fei shook off the dirt off his body, picked up the machine gun, and continued firing. He wanted to avenge his good brother.

The Japanese soldiers, who had been suppressed by Hu Erzhuang, shouted excitedly and scrambled to their feet to charge. Gao Fei aimed at them and fired a long burst, with more than a dozen bullets gushing from the muzzle. Three Japanese soldiers were instantly taken down, and the others hurriedly fell to the ground.

The devilish machine gun roared to life again, spitting out jets of fire as it ground them to the ground, hitting them frequently, even those lying prone were not spared.

The open field of fire in the valley was ideal for the Japanese to advance rapidly, but it also allowed the defenders to maximize the power of their heavy firepower, making it fair for both sides.

The Japanese attempt to break through quickly by virtue of their superior numbers failed, the battle reached a stalemate, casualties rose sharply, and the war showed its bloodiest side.

After landing, the 16th Division went berserk, burning, killing, and looting Chinese soldiers and civilians along the way, committing numerous crimes. Now it was finally their turn to be slaughtered.

Zhao Yunwen had already given a strict order: show no mercy to the 16th Division, unleash full firepower, and fight to the death, without sparing any ammunition!

The Second Battalion also suffered heavy casualties, but no one retreated. They stubbornly held off the Japanese troops who outnumbered them several times over.

The 3rd Battalion, which was flanking and launching a flanking attack, also engaged the isolated battalion in battle, suffering heavy casualties and making it difficult to advance.

The Japanese troops' flanking maneuvers were no longer effective, and they were forced to engage in a positional war of attrition with the guerrilla detachment.

Time passed slowly, and before we knew it, the sun was setting, and its afterglow dyed the battlefield blood red.

Zhao Yunwen's expression was resolute. Many people would sacrifice themselves in this national war, but they would fight to the death.

Ultimately, it was the Japanese who couldn't hold out. They initially retreated in small, sporadic fashions, but eventually suffered a large-scale rout.

"You bunch of trash, you bastards!"

Colonel Ohno was furious and cursed loudly, but he did not stop him, nor could he stop him.

The Japanese attack, which they were determined to win, was repelled, leaving behind hundreds of corpses and taking away many seriously wounded soldiers.

Zhao Yunwen coldly watched the Japanese soldiers flee in disarray. This was only the beginning; he would make the 16th Division bleed to the last drop!