"Soon, a thin strip of ruins that Once was Tazang raced towards us. The town wall was the only thing that could convince one the place once was inhabited by human beings. Not a wall was standing, while most of the structures appeared to have been burned down.
"Suddenly, out of nowhere came the sound' of anti-aircraft and machine-gun fire. Apparently, the fire was directed upon us from the Chinese positions on the southern bank of Tsaomatang Creek.
"We were soon out of range of the Chinese guns and I sighed with relief, My attention was next drawn to the sight of Japanese shells exploding in the midst of Chinese defence works at Meiyuan, west of Tazang.
"From our low altitude, we could plainly see corpses and wrecked trucks littering the roads and fields, and floating in the creek.
"Japanese troops could be clearly seen advancing across the green patches of fields at a number of points.
"After flying over Tazang and the vicinity for about 20 minutes, we turned towards Nanziang. There we watched for a time the bombing Of Chinese positions by groups of two and three aeroplanes, "By that time we reached the height of 1.100 metres, and' commanded a fne view of the entire smoke-bedecked front line, from Kating in the north to Soochow Creek in the south.
"I returned to the base at 11.10 o'clock in the morning, after circling over the Chinese positions, in spots backed up by pill-boxes, in Nanziang and Kating."
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