Now it's seven o'clock in the afternoon on November 2nd, 1937.

At this time, the sky had already darkened.

The battle tonight is planned as follows:

Squads one, three, four, six, and seven will prepare in advance.

When the artillery squad led by Lin Fan opens fire, they will immediately attack the Japanese temporary airfield.

The direct unit is responsible for protecting the artillery positions set up by Lin Fan.

The artillery will fire a red flare after the shells are exhausted.

Once this flare is launched, no matter how the five attacking squads are doing, they must retreat immediately.

Lin Fan only gave ten minutes of attack time this time. After ten minutes, the entire company will retreat, without lingering.

Speaking of this, Lin Fan hated the two petty thieves who stole the special forces' watches today.

If the soldiers of the special forces had watches, and had a plan in mind, they wouldn't need to fire a signal flare to retreat when the time came.

When the time comes, retreat directly, unexpectedly, and completely confuse the Japanese.

With a signal flare, if the Japanese commander is smart and bold enough, he will definitely understand that this is a signal.

What if this Japanese commander is even bolder and sends Japanese troops to pursue relentlessly?

Lin Fan didn't dare to imagine what would happen next. At least to get rid of the Japanese entanglement, the special forces would definitely sacrifice one or even two squads to block the Japanese.

These soldiers would have very little chance to return to the special forces.

In fact, the two squads who followed Li Xian to scout the way were prepared for the worst.

Now Lin Fan has no choice. In such a night, without a battlefield wireless command system; without a unified time; he can only use this method to notify everyone on the battlefield.

The plan has been made, but it's still too early!

The whole company rests quietly. There are still four hours of rest time. Lin Fan plans to start at eleven o'clock at night,

Enter the position in half an hour, and start the battle at midnight.

Several squad leaders see that it's already dark, and they have to go out to check the attacking routes.

Lin Fan led them, walking in the dark road.

Advancing by taking advantage of the ruins and shadows of houses.

In fact, the journey was like walking through hell, with not a single passerby.

They only saw the Japanese sentries five hundred meters away from the entrance of the Japanese airfield.

Lin Fan whispered, "The directional mines we used last time can still be used this time.

All squads know how to make them, right?"

This sentence was obviously superfluous. Every soldier in the special forces knew how to make such a powerful weapon.

Not to mention the squad leaders who came with him.

Lin Fan had already thought that he would set up several more directional mines on the road outside the airfield, especially in the direction leading to the National Army's positions.

Maybe he could also divert the Japanese attention towards the Nationalists.

Let the Japanese suspect that tonight's events were done by the National Army!

When Lin Fan led several scouting squad leaders back to the temporary base of the special forces,

It was already nine thirty in the evening.

In the city ruins, although it was still the same darkness, they could vaguely receive the afterglow of the city lights after diffuse reflection.

Even in such a night, the entire base was no longer as dark as the previous nights.

When they came back, except for the sentries, the other soldiers were resting.

These special forces soldiers were already accustomed to the night combat arrangements.

This night must be another exciting night.

Therefore, these soldiers need to seize the time to rest.

Lin Fan can enter a state of rest at any time, but the several squad leaders who went out to scout with him have not undergone Lin Fan's long-term training.

On the way back, they were still planning how to set up mines and how to attack the airfield.

Their minds started running and couldn't stop at all.

Ten forty-five PM on November 2, 1937: At this time, Lin Fan woke up on time.

Gently wake up the soldiers of the special forces.

Start organizing the entire special forces, and begin to act in an orderly manner according to the established plan.

Although Liu Laopao and Zhen Danxiao's squads were unwilling, they had to follow Li Xian, and take the mule and horse team to guard the rear.

They had clearly understood Lin Fan's intentions, and understood that if the Japanese tonight were cunning enough,

Their two squads would become truly isolated troops.

However, they were still unhappy: Whether the Japanese would chase after them depended on the shrewdness of the Japanese commander.

If the Japanese chased after them, the entire special forces would be in danger, but their two squads could fight happily.

If the Japanese didn't chase after them, their two squads would really be accompanying the crown prince in his studies tonight, and wouldn't gain anything.

But the safety of the entire special forces would be greatly guaranteed.

Should they let the Japanese chase or not?

This was a difficult choice!

Lin Fan led the direct unit into the artillery position that had been observed in advance:

This was a completely Western-style building, with an open-air platform on the second floor, which was perfect.

Mortars were placed here, leaving four gunners to guard them.

Lin Fan led Feng Junya and the others to set up high-explosive mines in this area.

Set one up far away from each other, one in each direction: east, south, west, and north.

After doing all this, come back and carefully adjust the targets of the four mortars.

There are many targets tonight, and speed is required.

The four cannons were aimed at four targets respectively: the anti-aircraft artillery position, the tanker truck, the oil drums, and the planes.

This time, Lin Fan decided to let go and let the four young soldiers be responsible for attacking all the individual targets.

He was just providing technical guidance on the side!

The War of Resistance Against Japan cannot be a cause accomplished by one person; it is a cause that requires every Chinese person to participate in.

Lin Fan hoped that there would be more gunners like himself!

More and more!

Tonight is the time for these four young soldiers to shine.

Whether the anti-aircraft artillery position was hit or not could not be observed from this position, so Lin Fan told Wu Xiaobao to fire only ten shells and then shift targets: attack the planes.

Everything was ready, and on the artillery position, they quietly waited for the midnight bell.

The soldiers of the entire special forces were in their respective positions, quietly waiting.

At exactly twelve o'clock, Lin Fan gave an order: "Fire!"

Four shells flew out of the barrel with their respective missions.

As the first wave of shells left the barrel, the second wave of shells quickly flew out of the muzzle.

The effect of the first round of attacks in the distance had already been displayed.

The tanker on the left side of the airfield was like a reckless man full of anger, exploding at the slightest touch.

Now it had already exploded with sparks.

Those oil drums were not to be outdone, also flying in the air with sparks.

Lieutenant Colonel Takahashi Kazuo was the commander of the entire Jiangwan Airfield. These days, the Shanghai Marine Corps had received a lot of cold shoulders for their poor performance in battle.

They had implicated these various aircraft carrier fleets, and the entire navy was disgraced.

These aircraft carrier fleets had to take the sailors who originally served on their respective fleets,

And supplement part of them into the Marine Corps. They had already withdrawn their respective detachments supporting the Shanghai Marine Corps.

Commanded by their respective fleet commanders themselves!

Now these marines are all training at Jiangwan Airfield.

Because of the terrible performance of these troops during the attack on the Four Banks Warehouse last time, all the soldiers of these Marine Corps felt ashamed to show their faces.

So, except for the necessary training, they all stayed in their rooms.

During Lin Fan's reconnaissance, the members of the Marine Corps detachments of these various aircraft carrier fleets were all active in their respective rooms.

Some were exercising, some were in a daze, and some were writing letters.

Now all these personnel were under the command of Lieutenant Colonel Takahashi Kazuo.

Late at night, they suddenly heard a violent explosion, followed by a shrill alarm sounding.

Lieutenant Colonel Takahashi Kazuo rushed to the window and saw that the entire airfield had begun to burn.

A beast was roaring in his heart: "The navy ridiculed the army yesterday for the annihilation of their Hongqiao Airfield.

Is it our turn tonight?"

The alarm was the assembly call, the alarm was the order.

Teams of Japanese soldiers began to assemble. In a place where Lin Fan couldn't see, these Japanese soldiers kept running out of their rooms.

Lieutenant Colonel Takahashi Kazuo began to issue orders:

"The Kaga aircraft carrier fleet, Captain Takahashi Naoki, lead your troops to rush out immediately to search for the enemy who came to attack.

The Ryujo aircraft carrier fleet, Captain Koyanagi Kazuteru, lead your troops to set out immediately to search for the enemy who came to attack.

The Hosho aircraft carrier fleet, Captain Yamashita Shunsuke, rush into the airfield runway immediately and move the tanker away first.

The Akagi aircraft carrier fleet, Captain Katayama Riharu, take your men to move the oil drums away first.

The pilots of the flying squadron, immediately fly the planes back to your respective aircraft carriers.

The remaining personnel of the entire airfield organize to put out the fire."

After the tasks were issued, these people immediately acted according to Lieutenant Colonel Takahashi Kazuo's orders.

The two teams that received the order to set out to search for the enemy who attacked the airfield, each team was fully staffed, with more than two hundred and forty people.

They had been crippled when they attacked the Four Banks Warehouse last time.

Feeling ashamed, the Japanese Navy immediately drew in mechanics and sailors from various aircraft carrier battle groups to fill up the ranks.

However, this time the Marine Corps of each fleet was no longer sent to the Shanghai Marine Corps to be subjected to scorn.

The Marine Corps of these several aircraft carrier fleets were stationed at Jiangwan Airfield, which the navy had requisitioned themselves.

The Marine Corps soldiers of the Kaga and Ryujo aircraft carrier fleets, led by their respective captains, rushed out of the airfield gate.

Just in the short time that Lieutenant Colonel Takahashi Kazuo issued the orders: the anti-aircraft artillery position of the airfield also erupted.

A series of explosions, even more violent than the shells that attacked, rang out.

That direction immediately looked like someone was setting off fireworks, with countless red lights flying randomly, some flying towards the sky, and some scattering downwards in all directions.

When Jiangwan Airfield was attacked by the first round of shells, it had already alarmed the warships docked on the Huangpu River.

The commanders of several aircraft carrier fleets of the Japanese Navy were all nervously watching the shore.

The American warships, British warships, Italian warships, French warships, German warships... that were a little further away, the commanders of each country's fleet stood on the bridge, holding binoculars to look at the shore.

At first, they couldn't find the target.

When the anti-aircraft artillery position of Jiangwan Airfield made a stunning appearance, all the eyes of these senior naval commanders were focused on Jiangwan Airfield.

Under the concerned gazes of these generals, they could see the sparks in Jiangwan Airfield growing in their eyes.

Wu Xiaobao, who was responsible for attacking the anti-aircraft artillery position, was ordered by Lin Fan to suspend the attack when he saw the anti-aircraft artillery position explode.

Slightly adjusting the direction and angle of the mortar, Wu Xiaobao joined the bombing of the planes on the airfield.

Soon, the mortars operated by Zhao Long and Ji Jiachou also shifted their targets: all four cannons were bombing the planes parked on the airfield.

Under Lin Fan's guidance, these four newcomers acted quickly, although they couldn't hit a Japanese plane with every shot.

But they still managed to get the shells near those planes.

Squadron Leader Ushikubo Shotaro, rushed to the airfield with his pilots as soon as he woke up from his dream.

At this time, the ground crew had not arrived yet.

Squadron Leader Ushikubo Shotaro scolded in a hurry, but fortunately those ground crews were sensible.

Slightly delaying one or two minutes, they rushed up despite the bombing of the artillery fire.

Helping these pilots climb onto the plane, in a tense situation, without waiting for the ground crew to guide them, or waiting for the tower to order.

After entering the plane, Squadron Leader Ushikubo Shotaro immediately began to taxi.

He had already seen the flashes of fire in the east of the airfield from time to time. He wanted to take off, he wanted to fight, he wanted to smash those attackers to pieces.

Lin Fan, who was watching the planes on the airfield constantly exploding and burning from afar:

Suddenly discovered a plane rushing onto the runway.

Air situation: Now he can't let Ji Wuming continue to practice. Lin Fan signaled Ji Wuming to stop.

He then grabbed the cannon barrel, adjusted the angle with his left hand, and threw the shell he was holding in his right hand in at once.

Ji Wuming saw: That plane that had just rushed halfway down the runway, had a ball of fire appear on top of it again.

Then the whole image was like slow motion: the plane continued to taxi on the runway, that ball of fire slowly bloomed, and the entire plane slowly opened like a flower bud, scattering on the runway with sparks and flames.

This wasn't just one plane on the runway like this. After the first plane bloomed, the second plane that rushed onto the runway after it also bloomed like this.

Wu Xiaobao, Zhao Long, and Ji Jiachou saw that someone's cannon had been snatched by the company commander, so they hurried to fire.

Lin Fan didn't intend to keep the artillery position of one person going.

The War of Resistance Against Japan is a cause that requires the participation of every member of the entire nation, not something that can be accomplished by one person or some so-called elites or pillars.

Ji Wudi carefully watched the angle that Lin Fan was slightly adjusting with his left hand, silently calculating in her heart.

She wanted to learn, she wanted revenge! These two days, although she was very tired with the special forces,

Sometimes she forgot the pain and humiliation she had suffered.

But Ji Wudi could never forget what happened that night when she stopped to rest.

Some things, the more you want to forget, the clearer the memory becomes!

Watching the planes that had just rushed onto the runway in the distance being blown up by Lin Fan one after another.

Tonight she was no longer as excited as last time, she had changed from an observer to a participant.

She wanted to learn!

When the squad leaders Chen Sichuan, Xiao Dongbei, Jia Shusheng, Ye Dadan, and Yang Daren accepted the task and walked out of the temporary base of the special forces,

Jia Shusheng suggested that more directional mines should be made.

He believed that there were too few directional mines outside the gate during the Hongqiao Airfield incident last time. If more were made, the Japanese in the airfield would not have been able to reach the artillery position at all.

Jia Shusheng thought a lot, and these squad leaders all knew that tonight was different from usual: the battle time was too short.

The scholar's opinion was immediately approved.

Before Lin Fan started the attack, squad one and squad three guarded the road outside the airfield.

The remaining three squads dispersed and set up directional mines and buried landmines on both sides of the airfield road.

When the midnight bell rang, the five squads had already prepared everything.

They were just waiting for the show to begin.

Less than three minutes after Lin Fan's bombing began, a large group of Japanese soldiers rushed out of the airfield.

When they saw these Japanese soldiers, the five squad leaders were dumbfounded: What about the Japanese soldiers being less than a company, as they were told?

What kind of reconnaissance did the company commander do?

More than two hundred Japanese soldiers had already rushed out in this wave, and more were running out continuously behind them.

Was this a company of Japanese soldiers?

The squad leaders looked at each other: they had the awareness of sacrifice, and they were prepared for sacrifice.

But they didn't have the idea of looking for death.

Seeing so many Japanese soldiers rushing out, the squad leaders had reached a consensus in their exchanged glances: Do not fire!

Do not expose yourselves!

Do not attack the airfield!

When the last of the Japanese soldiers who rushed out of the airfield were dozens of meters away,

Jia Shusheng grinned and said, "Blast!"

Tonight he could be proud: On the way here, with his suggestion, two directional mines were set up every hundred meters.

With an order, on the main road from the airfield, all the way towards Lin Fan's artillery position, there were Japanese soldiers in the distance of four hundred meters.

There were also iron pellets flying all over the sky after the directional mines exploded.

Now the soldiers of the five squads had changed their battle plan and direction. When the explosion had just occurred,

The five squad leaders had already ordered: Clean up the battlefield, no noise allowed.

Silently deliver the finishing blow, no shooting!

The explosions that occurred here, apart from the loud sound, were not as gorgeous and colorful as the ammunition explosion at the anti-aircraft artillery position.

So, it didn't attract much attention.

In fact, the sound of the explosions that occurred here was also drowned out by the continuous explosions at the anti-aircraft artillery position.

Only the soldiers of the several squads of the special forces lurking not far away were aware of the loud noise.

As soon as the sound of the explosions rang out, except for squad one, who was guarding against the Japanese soldiers in the airfield from rushing out again with their machine guns,

The soldiers of the remaining four squads rushed onto the road of the airfield.

They began to clean up the battlefield. Those Japanese soldiers who had just been blown dizzy and had lost eight and a half of their nine lives were no longer able to resist.

Those who could still breathe were only groaning and wailing on the ground!

They had all been hit by iron pellets with a diameter of ten millimeters. They were not dead for the moment, but they were in great pain.

This feeling of having large holes, even several, punched in their bodies, but still being consciously alive, made the Japanese soldiers who still had a trace of sanity only want to be released from their suffering as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, their own injuries were too severe, and even if they had such thoughts, they could not implement them.

One by one, they could only open their mouths wide, groaning and praying, hoping that they could return to the embrace of the Sun Goddess Amaterasu sooner.

In the darkness, the soldiers of the special forces who rushed out relieved these Japanese soldiers who were still struggling and begging for death from their pain.

The Japanese soldiers who were finished off by these special forces soldiers were relieved, and their last thought in life was: Thank you to these good people who rushed out of the darkness!

Captain Koyanagi Kazuteru did not have the opportunity to participate in the previous battle to attack the Four Banks Warehouse.

This time, he became the captain of the Marine Corps of the Ryujo aircraft carrier fleet after the Marine Corps that the Ryujo aircraft carrier fleet had sent out was completely annihilated, and it needed to be rebuilt.

He had always sneered at the reports of the National Army's great victories in the newspapers.

They were all false news: The imperial army was invincible and invincible.

It was impossible to fight the defeats that were publicized in the reports.

He was just a third mate on the Ryujo aircraft carrier and could not personally go ashore to engage the National Army in close combat.

Otherwise, he would definitely let the world see how the real imperial soldiers fought.

Perhaps it was because of the Sun Goddess Amaterasu's care that the previous Marine Corps of the Ryujo aircraft carrier fleet was completely annihilated and needed to be rebuilt.

Third Mate Koyanagi Kazuteru immediately seized this opportunity, and tonight was the time to prove himself.

After rushing out of the airfield, Captain Koyanagi Kazuteru always ran in front of his team.

The captain rushing in front has a huge impact on the entire team.

The members of the entire Ryujo aircraft carrier Marine Corps were in high spirits and full of fighting spirit, rushing towards the location in the dark night that was constantly flashing with fire.

Captain Takahashi Naoki, as the first Japanese soldier to run out of the airfield, also rushed in front of the team to lead the way.

He knew that the people of the Ryujo aircraft carrier fleet had always been secretly competing, and they wanted to be the first in the navy.

This was impossible. The Kaga was the first, no matter in which aspect.

Wanting to maintain first place, Captain Takahashi Naoki led the team straight towards the position that was still firing shells.

They had rushed out of the airfield for hundreds of meters, but the position with the constant flashes of fire in the distance still seemed to be on the horizon.

At this moment, Captain Takahashi Naoki heard a loud noise in the distance.

He stopped in astonishment, turned his head and saw many beams of light drawing across the eastern sky.

It was as if someone was using a bright paintbrush to paint in the night sky, the scene was extremely beautiful.

It seemed as if the loud noise was right next to his ear, Captain Takahashi Naoki, who was rushing in the front and looking back to the east, could not continue to maintain this posture.

He was rushing in the front and suffered the most iron pellet strikes.

His entire body was instantly riddled with holes by these high-speed iron pellets.

Not a single one of the soldiers behind him escaped this fate.

Not a single Japanese soldier on this long, nearly four-hundred-meter stretch of road escaped this fate.

Captain Koyanagi Kazuteru of the Ryujo aircraft carrier fleet did not know if it was good luck or bad luck: only two holes were opened in his body: one on his chest, and the other was also on his chest.

These two holes left him unable to control any part of his body except his thoughts.