Captain Kohinata Kazuki felt himself falling uncontrollably to the ground, with Lieutenant Sonoda Sota lying on top of him.

Captain Kohinata Kazuki struggled to push away the clueless lieutenant.

He was lying on top of his captain, why didn't he get off immediately?

However, Captain Kohinata Kazuki's hands didn't obey his brain's command to push the man away; instead, as if trying to grab onto some treasure, both hands covered the holes in his chest.

Captain Kohinata Kazuki tried in vain to plug those two holes.

A thought suddenly occurred to him: would tomorrow's newspaper have a report of Captain Kohinata Kazuki sacrificing himself for his country?

And would anyone believe that the entire Ryujo aircraft carrier fleet's Marine Corps had been wiped out without firing a single shot?

I don't believe it!

Captain Kohinata Kazuki saw a dark shadow suddenly appear before his eyes.

A flash of white light abruptly pierced his body.

Adding another hole to his chest, which already had two.

Captain Kohinata Kazuki frantically moved one hand, hurrying to try and plug the newly appeared hole.

"Eek!" A cry of surprise.

"This devil is really hard to kill!" An astonished voice rang out.

A large foot stepped on the hole that Captain Kohinata Kazuki's left hand had just released, plugging it for him.

"Thank you!" Captain Kohinata Kazuki thought of the word, but couldn't say it.

Then he saw another flash of white light, and a fourth hole appeared in his chest.

This time, Captain Kohinata Kazuki no longer had the strength to plug the newly appeared hole.

Captain Kohinata Kazuki's eyes widened, staring at the night sky, which now had a hint of moonlight.

"Yuko! You must be looking at the moon at this moment too!

She loved looking at the moon under such moonlight the most.

In her letters to him, she always told him to look at the moon more on moonlit nights.

Because she was looking at the moon from over there, and the moonlight was her gaze, able to see him.

Yuko! Can you see me?" Captain Kohinata Kazuki's thoughts finally stopped.

His gaze rested on the crescent moon of the fourth day of the tenth lunar month.

He died with his eyes wide open!

Lin Fan watched as the planes on the airfield exploded one after another. One of the oil tankers that had been parked there managed to escape the fire.

It suddenly rushed out of the ring of fire.

And into the crowd on the runway.

These people were carrying buckets, some filled with water, others with sand.

Whatever was in their buckets, they all poured it onto the oil tanker, which only had a few small flames on it.

This was an undamaged oil tanker; the flames on it had only spread from the ones next to it.

The entire Marine Corps of the Hosho aircraft carrier fleet, who were participating in the oil tanker rescue, were in a frenzy.

If it weren't for the fact that it was too crowded to get to the front, all two hundred of them would have squeezed in.

Even so, Captain Yamashita Shunsuke immediately stood up and commanded: the soldiers on the periphery should pass the tools filled with water and sand to the inside.

So that the people on the inside could rescue the oil tanker in the shortest amount of time.

Captain Yamashita Shunsuke had already realized that this was the only oil tanker they would be able to save tonight.

The other oil tankers had either already exploded or were racing toward explosion.

More than two hundred men, an entire Marine Corps battalion, were all gathered here.

It wasn't Lin Fan who was furious at the escape, it was Zhao Long.

He was the one who had operated the cannon to bomb the oil tankers just now.

After the oil tankers exploded and caught fire, the flames provided the best protection for the remaining vehicles, and he couldn't see the situation clearly.

There was even one oil tanker, as resilient as a cockroach, that hadn't caught fire after so long.

Zhao Long immediately shifted his bombing target: he would make up for the mistake he had made.

The first shell landed too far, accidentally hitting some of the crowd standing on the runway directing operations.

The second shell landed a little closer, but didn't hit anything, only adding a pit to the runway.

Ji Wudi's face already showed an expression called contempt.

Zhao Long's mind was now completely focused on the mortar, and he no longer paid attention to anything else.

He felt the chaotic sounds of cannons around him and the burning flames in the distance fading away; his eyes were only on the oil tanker.

The third shell accurately hit the oil tank of the tanker.

A beautiful scene suddenly burst out on the airfield; the oil tanker was directly blown up.

Brilliant sparks, like blossoming flowers, spread fiercely in all directions.

The entire Marine Corps battalion of the Hosho aircraft carrier fleet, more than two hundred people, who were surrounding the oil tanker to rescue it, were all enveloped by these suddenly blossoming sparks.

A large group of human torches rushed out of the encirclement, making the flower bloom even bigger and wider.

Lieutenant Commander Takahashi Kazuo, standing in the command tower, watched the naval planes on the runway exploding one after another.

The unbearable heartache made his body bend over.

He had just received a report: the two Marine Corps battalions sent out to search for the enemy's artillery positions had been ambushed by mines as soon as they left.

He still didn't know the extent of the casualties.

Faced with this situation, Lieutenant Commander Takahashi Kazuo was also helpless: there were still two Marine Corps units, and they had already been sent to the airfield.

Now he could only request tactical guidance from the main fleet stationed on the Huangpu River.

Before this tactical guidance arrived, he saw the tragic scene that occurred on the runway: hundreds of people were surrounded by the oil flowers splashed out by the oil tanker explosion.

Although he was a little far away and couldn't hear the screams, he could still smell the scent of burning human flesh in the air. Da Feng Novel Network

A crimson signal flare suddenly appeared in the already very bright sky above the airfield.

Who fired it?

Was it a signal from the aircraft carrier fleet that was about to begin its guidance?

Lieutenant Commander Takahashi Kazuo's confusion was not resolved.

The special forces soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield quickly packed up and left.

Tonight, time was tight, and they could only pick up the weapons and ammunition left on the ground and leave.

As for searching bodies, there simply wasn't enough time.

Even so, the soldiers in the five squads were each carrying six or seven guns, and some even carried ten.

The harvest was too great, and the soldiers were tired when they retreated!

If these guns and ammunition were not taken away, they would be left for the devils.

If we take away one more weapon at this time, the devils will have one less, and our team will have one more.

With the enemy decreasing and us increasing, victory must be ours!

The five squads that had been guarding outside the airfield saw the red signal flare being fired.

And immediately retreated!

Without stopping at all!

Lin Fan led the direct detachment and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Jiangwan Airfield was right next to the Yunzao Creek, with the Japanese and Nationalist armies facing each other across the river.

Colonel Yanashita Rintaro, the commander of the 18th Infantry Regiment of the Third Division of the Japanese Army, which was stationed less than five miles from the airfield, ordered the soldiers of Major Maruno Naoto's battalion to go to the rescue immediately.

This was the Imperial Army extending a hand of goodwill to the Imperial Navy.

A few days ago, the Imperial Army's Hongqiao Airfield had been attacked, and there were rumors that it was done by the Naval Landing Force.

The Imperial Army was ridiculed by the Navy!

Now Colonel Yanashita Rintaro had decided to repay evil with good!

He was even moved by his own nobility!

Colonel Yanashita Rintaro felt that as a neighbor, seeing the Navy's airfield being attacked, he would be embarrassed not to send a team to rescue them.

Of course, no one knew whether Colonel Yanashita Rintaro intended to send soldiers to humiliate the Navy.

Major Maruno Naoto's battalion was originally used as a reserve battalion on this defensive line.

After entering November, there were fewer and fewer exchanges of gunfire between the two sides, and even fewer fierce battles.

The entire reserve team had been resting and recuperating for a long time.

He happily accepted this mission.

Major Maruno Naoto led the entire battalion out, even the supply team followed the entire battalion forward.

Major Maruno Naoto had always been very strict with the training of the entire team.

The transportation and medical teams of his battalion were all trained as regular attacking soldiers.

They were completely capable of being used as infantry soldiers.

Therefore, as soon as the order was received, more than a thousand devils from the entire battalion set off together.

The soldiers sent by Major Maruno Naoto, in order to reach the airfield as soon as possible.

The soldiers at the forefront did not hesitate to fire flares on the road ahead.

This would allow the entire advancing team to move quickly along the road.

Major Maruno Naoto's battalion advanced very quickly.

So much so that when they advanced to a kilometer away from the airfield, they could still hear the sound of cannons rumbling.

Then Major Maruno Naoto saw a red signal flare rising into the air.

Next, no more cannon fire sounded.

He immediately understood: this was the signal for those who came to attack to retreat.

Major Maruno Naoto was the first to understand that this red signal flare was a retreat signal.

He shouted loudly, urging his soldiers to charge faster.

Major Maruno Naoto wanted to catch up with the retreating attackers.

And leave all those attackers behind to be wiped out.

If he didn't do so, he wouldn't be able to show the power of the army infantry.

As for the Navy? Let them play in the water!

At the turn in the road ahead of the flares, the darkness was dense, as if there were figures moving.

The soldiers in Major Maruno Naoto's battalion became excited and fired flares continuously.

They launched a charge.

Rushing to the corner, in the darker area further away, there seemed to be figures moving again.

These soldiers continued to accelerate and chase, not knowing who seemed to, maybe, possibly stepped on a trigger.

The earth seemed to suddenly pause for a second.

During this one second, continuous explosions suddenly sounded along this road, several hundred meters long.

Countless bullets, filled with malice, came head-on.

Guidance from the four aircraft carrier fleets on the Huangpu River was speeding over.

Tracer rounds streaked across the dark night sky, and 350-millimeter naval guns fired toward the west side of Jiangwan Airfield.

With the direction directed by Lieutenant Commander Takahashi Kazuo and the approximate data reported, that was enough.

The naval gun strikes of the four aircraft carrier fleets did not need too precise targets, as long as there was an approximate range.

With full-area coverage strikes, as long as the team was within this range, a blind cat would always catch a dead mouse.

Major Maruno Naoto never imagined that his battalion had come here tonight to die.

The teams rushing at the front were almost completely destroyed by the landmines coming head-on.

Before the entire team could wake up from such an attack, they were bombarded by artillery fire falling from the air.

No wonder those cannons suddenly stopped just now, it turned out they were shifting their firing direction.

Major Maruno Naoto thought to himself.

In the face of such artillery bombardment, the team must quickly pass through this area covered by artillery fire!

Major Maruno Naoto ordered loudly: "Everyone, continue to charge! Charge out of this area of artillery bombardment.

Find the enemy's artillery positions."

This time, Major Maruno Naoto personally charged at the front.

The team in front of him had already been routed, and he charged through this hundreds of meters of road, watching the soldiers falling on the ground.

There were still many people groaning and begging for help!

Now was not the time to rescue the wounded; these wounded soldiers needed to hold on, waiting for the major to take down the artillery positions bombarding this area before they could safely be rescued here.

Amidst the rumbling of cannons, the earth was shaking, and one could imagine the power of these artillery pieces.

While Major Maruno Naoto's battalion was still struggling to survive, aerial guidance from the four aircraft carrier fleets had also arrived.

The bombers flying in the air saw flames soaring into the sky in an area west of the airfield, and there were also the lights of flares.

This was the signal sent to them by these aerial guidance providers.

The flames of constant explosions were the anger of the aircraft carrier fleet's cannons.

The aerial bomber squadron had seen the tragic situation at Jiangwan Airfield.

All the planes parked at Jiangwan Airfield had been honorably destroyed, and it was said that the pilots had also returned to the embrace of Amaterasu with their warplanes.

These ghosts in the night couldn't help but feel sympathetic; all the planes at Jiangwan Airfield were planes and pilots from various aircraft carrier fleets in the Navy.

They had only transferred their positions to land in order to carry out their missions more conveniently and quickly.

What if the planes of these people were transferred to Jiangwan Airfield?

The bomber squadrons still in the air collectively trembled: that would be them being honorably destroyed.

Such hatred! Such hatred! Of course, it could not be let go.

One bomber squadron dived down and charged toward the positions where the shells were exploding on the ground.

One heavy aerial bomb after another was dropped.

One squadron finished bombing, and another squadron took over.

Anyway, there were four aircraft carrier battle groups, and there were four such bomber squadrons.

The four aircraft carrier bomber squadrons all had their own planes and pilots at Jiangwan Airfield.

Everyone was a comrade-in-arms, and some had even eaten together at noon.

Now was the time to avenge their comrades!

One aerial bomb after another carried the malice of the entire aircraft carrier fleet.

And poured into this area without any regard for cost.

The Empire was a country lacking in resources, and it was also a thrifty country.

Even during these days of intense fighting with the Nationalist army, the daily use of ammunition needed to be controlled and reported.

Tonight: the commanders of the four aircraft carrier fleets were all enraged.

They only issued one order: Bomb them for me!