Chapter 213 I Went Mad During the Republic of China 29
Commander Lin's expression turned solemn. He knew the situation on the Shanghai-Nanjing battlefield, where the carnage far surpassed that in Shanxi.
"Take care, Comrade Xinghuo!" He gave a solemn military salute.
Zhou Jue nodded, and his figure quickly disappeared from the spot.
[Coordinates locked: Shanghai, near the Nationalist Army General Headquarters.]
[Teleportation initiated!]
As the light and shadow distorted, when Zhou Jue stepped onto Shanghai soil again, a strong smell of blood and gunpowder made her frown.
A deafening explosion came from not far away, and the whole earth trembled.
The sky was stained gray-red, and bombers flying the Rising Sun flag, like a flock of greedy vultures, circled over the city, constantly dropping deadly bombs.
The streets were filled with ruins; the former prosperity had long been swallowed up by the flames of war. The piercing air raid sirens and the cries of people mingled together; war was too cruel.
The atmosphere inside the underground command center was extremely oppressive.
"Reporting to the Commander! The Luodian position has fallen! Our troops have suffered heavy casualties!"
"Report! The Japanese have breached the Yunzaobang defense line! They are advancing towards us!"
"Commander! The Japanese troops who landed at Jinshanwei have already reached Songjiang! Our retreat... is about to be cut off!"
One piece of bad news after another struck the hearts of everyone in the command center like a heavy hammer.
Commander Chen, sitting in the main seat, had a livid face and clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force.
"Where is the air force? Where is our air force!" he roared.
A staff officer replied with a sorrowful expression, "Reporting to the commander, all twenty-four of our remaining aircraft have been scrambled to engage the enemy! But... the Japanese have too many planes! We... we can't hold out much longer!"
High in the sky.
Young pilot Gao Zhihang, flying his Hawk III fighter, relentlessly pursued a Japanese Type 96 bomber.
"Da da da da—!"
The machine gun spat fire, firing a barrage of bullets at the enemy aircraft.
Black smoke billowed from the bomber's tail, but it stubbornly continued to fly forward.
"Damn it! They're really thick-skinned!" Gao Zhihang cursed, then pulled the control stick sharply, preparing for a second attack.
Just then, he heard his comrade's anxious shouts through his earpiece.
"Captain! Watch out! There are two enemy planes behind you!"
Gao Zhihang saw the two black dots getting closer and closer in the rearview mirror. He jerked the rudder, and the plane did a beautiful roll, narrowly avoiding the enemy plane's strafing.
But his own plane was also hit by stray bullets, thick smoke billowed from its wings, and the fuselage began to shake violently.
"Captain! Your plane is damaged! Eject immediately!"
"Parachute?" Gao Zhihang glanced at the city being bombed below and saw his compatriots struggling in the sea of fire. He smiled, a smile filled with determination.
"Our Air Force has no deserters!"
He shouted into the microphone with all his might, "Long live the Chinese nation!"
After shouting, he abruptly turned the plane around, abandoning all evasive maneuvers, and like an arrow released from a bow, crashed straight into the Type 96 bomber he had previously damaged!
"team leader!"
"don't want!"
The radio crackled with the heart-wrenching cries of his comrades.
"boom--!"
In the sky, a huge fireball suddenly exploded, like a magnificent yet tragic firework.
Black wreckage, mixed with flames, fell from the sky.
In the ground command post, Commander Chen saw this scene through his binoculars, and this tough man's eyes instantly reddened.
"Pass on my orders!" He grabbed the phone on the table, his voice trembling: "All ground-based anti-aircraft fire, give it your all! Even with rifles, shoot down those Japanese planes in the sky!"
Zhou Jue was suspended in mid-air when he arrived and saw this scene.
She saw the desperate, weeping people on this land.
She saw soldiers on the ground resisting the torrent of steel with their own flesh and blood.
They saw the young pilot transform into a ball of flame, launching a suicide attack without hesitation.
At the last moment before the plane exploded, Zhou Jue made her move, using her spiritual power to lure the young soldier into her space.
She had no time to lament or grieve.
“Brother Tongzi.” Her voice was as cold as ice.
"Exchange for a lightning-attracting talisman."
[Received! 1 Lightning-Attracting Talisman has been redeemed. After use, the system can simulate the talisman and strike wherever you point it!]
Zhou Jue took the lightning-summoning talisman without hesitation, poured spiritual power into it, and threw it at an enemy plane.
In the clear sky, a deafening thunderclap suddenly resounded without warning!
"Crack—!"
A bolt of purple lightning, thicker than a bucket, struck down from the heavens like a wrathful whip, hitting a Japanese bomber that was dropping its bombs with pinpoint accuracy!
"boom!"
The bomber didn't even have time to scream before it disintegrated in mid-air, turning into a burning fireball that plummeted to the ground trailing black smoke.
Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene.
The Japanese pilots were terrified.
"What?! What's going on? Thunder in a clear sky?"
"Baka! Is that a weather weapon? Where would the Chinese get such a thing?!"
They were still in shock.
Zhou Jue's voice rang out again: "Lock down on all the planes with the Japanese flag in the sky. I want them all turned into scrap metal."
[Received, simulated lightning-inducing array is ready! Enemy aircraft locked across the entire airspace!]
Zhou Jue raised his hand and pointed it at the sky: "Fall."
"Crack! Crack! Crack—!"
More than a dozen bolts of lightning struck in quick succession, as if they had eyes, ravaging the Japanese aircraft.
One after another, Japanese planes were hit precisely by lightning and exploded in mid-air!
The sky instantly transformed into a hellish landscape of lightning.
"Divine punishment! It's divine punishment!"
"The gods of China are angry! Run!"
"Retreat! Retreat now!"
The Japanese radio channels were filled with screams that were distorted with terror.
The once arrogant formation of planes instantly descended into chaos. The remaining pilots no longer cared about the bombing mission, turned their planes around, and desperately tried to escape this deadly airspace.
The Chinese pilots were completely dumbfounded.
Pilot Liu Cuigang was just about to follow his captain's example and perish together with the Japanese when he saw the arrogant enemy plane in front of him being split in two by a bolt of lightning that fell from the sky.
He stared in disbelief, rubbing his eyes vigorously.
"Am I...am I dreaming?"
Through the earpiece came the same incredulous exclamations from his comrades.
"God! God has opened his eyes!"
"It's a deity! A deity is helping us!"
After a brief moment of shock came boundless ecstasy!
Liu Cuigang was the first to react. He slammed the control stick forward and chased after a fleeing enemy plane, shouting excitedly:
"Brothers! The Japanese are in disarray! Heaven is on our side! Let's strike while they're down and kill them! Leave all those sons of bitches alive!"
"Kill them!"
"Charge!"
The dozen or so surviving Chinese fighter jets, like sharks smelling blood, charged towards the already routed Japanese aircraft with overwhelming force.
A fierce chase unfolded in the skies over Shanghai.
On the ground, whether it was soldiers fighting fiercely on the front lines or civilians trembling in the ruins, everyone looked up, dumbfounded, at the miraculous scene in the sky.
Upon witnessing Japanese flag planes being struck down by lightning and being chased and shot down by their own aircraft, the crowd fell into a deathly silence.
The next second.
"oh--!!!"
The deafening cheers erupted from every corner of the city, forming a massive wave of sound that even drowned out the roar of the artillery!
"We won! We won!"
"God bless China! God bless China!"
Before the soldiers still fighting on land could react, they saw lightning strike the Japanese troops on land again, and the Japanese were routed!
The morale of all the soldiers was greatly boosted!
"Brothers, prepare for a counterattack!"
"Charge!"
"Charge!"
As the bugle sounded, countless soldiers rushed out of their bunkers, guns and bayonets in hand, charging towards the terrified Japanese soldiers.
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