"I didn't say anything."

Zheng Guangyi looked strange and walked away quickly.

It turned out that he was worried that others would misunderstand him and think he was flattering his superior.

What a shame.

He would never do such a thing!

However, the grenade shot just now was really amazing.

Zheng Guangyi admired him very much.

Fatal hits.

Specialized in attacking areas with large numbers of Japanese invaders.

Even if you doubt it, you don't need help from others. The grenade alone can destroy the Japanese invaders.

"Clean the battlefield."

"Transfer immediately."

Zhang Yong waved his hand as if nothing had happened.

It's time to show off.

Saying nothing is the highest level of pretense.

Even if I say ten thousand words, Zheng Guangyi, the King of Soldiers, will never say one word. Haha, this lovely King of Soldiers.

Disperse and clean the battlefield.

Wow!

So many trophies!

It would be a bit of a waste if you don't move it back.

After thinking about it, I decided to go back.

Let’s move the loot back first and then show it off.

What's more, there is a Japanese tank. I don't know how much oil is left in it.

If you continue heading towards Baoshan County, you may not have enough fuel.

"go back."

"What?"

"Bring the loot back first. Then kill it back."

"yes."

Yao Ziqing had no objection.

It seems that hundreds of Japanese invaders have been killed, which is a very good record.

He is not willing to give up so many trophies. If he moves back, it will be a great encouragement to others.

Look, this is our record.

If you follow us and fight like this, you will definitely be able to do it.

"boom……"

"boom……"

All five tanks were blown up and completely smashed. Mao didn't even leave a single piece of them for the Japanese invaders.

Then lead the team to fight back.

Quack, quack…

Quack, quack…

The surviving tank followed the group.

Of course you have to follow behind. If you walk in front, you may be regarded as an enemy by the national army.

We didn't encounter any Japanese invaders. The journey was quite smooth.

As we walked, it became dawn...

Suddenly, the map automatically switched to the world map. The seven red dots moved quickly.

airplane!

Mudd!

Another Japanese plane.

"spread!"

"spread!"

Everyone hurriedly took cover.

But that tank is not used. It is a Japanese tank!

Sure enough, the Japanese plane spotted a tank on the ground and thought it was surrounded by its own people. So it quickly flew away.

"Made..."

"The Japanese invaders have more and more planes."

Zhang Yong thought bitterly.

It should be that the Japanese invaders had a large number of planes transferring to Taipei Songshan Airport.

Before the arrival of the Japanese aircraft carrier, the Japanese aircraft from Songshan Airport were the biggest threat. They were numerous and the distance was not far.

But what about the fighter jets of the National Air Force?

Where are those BA-65s? Why didn't you see the sortie? Go up and intercept them!

Brother, you are fighter planes! Why don't you go up and fight the Japanese aircraft? Are you going to stay at the airport as a decoration?

Instead of taking off, do you want to stay on the ground and get bombed?

Mudd!

I can’t figure it out…

Continue to retreat westward angrily.

There were actually no enemies along the way.

Return successfully.

Return to the original starting point.

There are both Lu Xiangbi, commander of the 107th Division, and Xia Chuzhong, commander of the 98th Division.

There are still many troops gathering.

There are the fresh troops of the 107th Division and the tired divisions of the 98th Division.

When they discovered that Zhang Yong had returned with his team, everyone hurriedly came up to greet him and received all the spoils.

Register.

Report to superiors.

Xia Chuzhong came over to greet Zhang Yong.

His wound has been bandaged and he is fine for the time being. He will not die.

"Commissioner, you don't look good..."

"Where are the National Air Force planes? Why didn't you see them?"

"Commissioner, don't you know?"

"Know what?"

"Most of the planes from the National Air Force have moved around."

"Transition? Where to go?"

"Go to Hankou. Or Luoyang. Nanchang and other places."

"What?"

Zhang Yong was stunned.

No. Whose operation is it?

At this time, if the plane does not go up to the sky to fight, will it change the scene?

Do you want to be a turtle?

"Commissioner..." Xia Chuzhong hesitated to speak.
To be continued...