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Chapter 172: The Japanese Plane Attacks!

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    Japanese air support has arrived!

    ?  A fleet of 14 fighter jets and bombers came straight to the battlefield from the northeast sky from far to near.

    When the pilots and crew members on the plane saw the battle situation on the ground, they were immediately stunned. They rubbed their eyes hard, for fear that they might be wrong.

    I saw that the Japanese army on the road was besieged in a reed marsh covering an area of ??several hectares by the lake. If it can be called a reed marsh there-intensive artillery fire has blown and burned most of the reeds, exposing  A piece of charred soil.  There are bomb craters with a radius of more than ten meters everywhere, and there are countless smaller craters on it, layered on top of each other.  From the sky, it looks like a piece of scorched black skin with countless acne, which makes the scalp numb unbearably.

    On this scorched land, there are countless small yellow dots. These are the surviving Japanese soldiers. They lie tightly on the ground, shivering under the bombardment of shells.

    On the outskirts of this land, there is a huge gray semicircle, like an iron hoop, tightly locking the escape route of the Japanese army in the reeds.

    Countless beams of light shot out from the artillery position behind the iron hoop, hitting the Japanese army on the scorched ground fiercely.

    "My Amaterasu, is that is that really our army? Big Japanese Imperial Army?" A pilot said in surprise.  He was so shocked that he forgot to turn off the intercom.

    No one could answer his words, and it took a long time for a whisper to come from the intercom: "It's so miserable"

    The intercom went silent again, and those words resounded like thunder in the hearts of all the pilots, and those two words appeared in their minds at the same time: "What a tragedy!"

    ?The imperial Japanese army, which once ran amok on the land of China and rivaled everyone, is now lying on the scorched ground like an old dog with a broken leg, lingering and shivering under the enemy's artillery fire.  Their glory, their majesty, is gone.

    Suddenly there was a loud roar from the intercom, and the fleet commander said angrily: "Those damn Chinese people just humiliated our Imperial Japanese Army so much. Although those bastards in the army have forgotten their honor, we  No, warriors, let us use machine guns and aerial bombs to tell those damned Chinese people the consequences of offending the Imperial Japanese Army, and let them atone with their blood and lives!  All crews are ready to bomb, target the Chinese position on the ground, go, warriors!  "

    The words of the fleet commander ignited the anger in the hearts of all the Japanese pilots. They pushed the joystick and flew the plane straight over the Eighth Route Army's position. Six "Falcon" fighter jets took the lead and came roaring with strong wind.  When approaching the position of the Eighth Route Army, the nose of the plane suddenly went down, and 6 fighter jets dived at the same time. 12 bright chains of fire were drawn from the air, and 12.7 mm large-caliber bullets hit the position densely, and a large number of soldiers were hit.  , A large group of blood mist rose immediately.

    While strafing with aviation machine guns, the Japanese pilots also dropped the bombs hung on the belly of the plane to the position. Twelve 50 kg aerial bombs fell in the air, and a large group of explosion flames rose into the air along with dense fragments on the position.  Thick gunpowder smoke covered most of the position.

    The Japanese soldiers lying in the reeds raised their heads from the soil one after another, shouted frantically to the sky, and tears of excitement welled up in their eyes. It is estimated that they never dreamed that they would still be alive to see the air support.

    The sudden arrival of the Japanese plane caught the Jiaodong Military Region by surprise. No one expected that the little devil¡¯s plane would arrive so fast. All the anti-aircraft weapons had not been set up yet. The soldiers on the ground were strafed and bombed by the Japanese plane  Casualties skyrocketed.

    Watching the little devil's planes raging in the sky above his own position, and countless soldiers being bombarded by aviation machine guns and bombs, their flesh and blood were flying all over the place, and monk Xu's eyes were about to bleed. It was all because of his mistake  Because of the wrong estimate of the speed of the Devil's plane, Monk Xu thought that the Japanese air support would arrive at least an hour later, so he did not let the troops set up an air defense position, but concentrated all their forces to attack the besieged Japanese army.  He wanted to completely devour the Japanese army before the devil's plane arrived, but he didn't expect the soldiers to pay such a heavy price for this mistake.

    "Set up all the anti-aircraft machine guns, and take out all the individual anti-aircraft missiles, shoot me hard, shoot down all the planes of the little devil, and leave no one behind!" Monk Xu stared at his red eyes.  roared.

    The soldiers took action immediately, and changed dozens of Type 85 anti-aircraft machine guns from flat to high-altitude fire. The muzzles of the guns sprayed dozens of fire scythes hundreds of meters long into the sky, and other soldiers also raised their hands.  machine gun,Submachine guns, regardless of whether they can be hit or not, are all aimed at the sky. The firepower is denser than the fireworks in the 2008 Olympic Games!  Soon, a "Falcon" fighter jet was cut off by a series of 85 anti-aircraft machine gun bullets when it dived and fired. It rolled over and fell down, and fell on the open space several miles away, turning into a pile.  Burning parts.

    Then another combat force became the target of attack, and the dense bullets wrapped the fighter tightly like a big net, and the 7.62mm and 12.7mm bullets hit the fuselage like raindrops, quickly killing it  Dismembered, volleyed into a pile of fire.

    When the other fighter pilots saw it, they quickly pulled the joystick, and the remaining four "Falcon" fighters raised their noses and flew high into the sky like frightened birds.

    The fighter planes ran away, but the eight bombers that had just arrived on the battlefield began to show off their prestige. They were divided into four groups, and flew over the battlefield one by one at a height of one thousand meters, pouring the air in their stomachs on the Eighth Route Army soldiers and positions on the ground.  bomb.  The ground was fried like a pot, the mud waves rolled, and the sand and gravel flew around.

    The soldiers on the ground continued to shoot into the sky against the violent explosion, but the Japanese pilots on the bomber turned a blind eye to the intensive firepower on the ground. Except for the dozens of Type 85 anti-aircraft machine guns, the rest of the rifles,  Machine guns can't pose any threat to them at all.  Even the 12.7mm large-caliber 85-type anti-aircraft machine gun will cause almost negligible damage to the bomber as long as it is not shot at vital parts such as the cab and engine.

    A group of bombers locked their targets on the artillery positions. The huge bombers drew a huge arc in the sky and came towards the artillery positions.  When we were in the sky, I pressed the bomb release button, and more than a dozen aerial bombs weighing 100 kilograms rained down on the 60mm mortar positions with the most obvious targets. As the bombs fell one after another, the ground continued to shake.  Trembling, huge explosion flames soared into the air, which also contained fragments of mortars and human flesh.

    The 60 artillery positions lined up in thousands of rows became the surface of the moon at this moment, with huge ring-shaped craters all over the layers.

    More than half of the 60 guns were turned into scrap iron in the violent explosion, and the same proportion of the artillery was shrouded in the flames of the explosion, leaving no bones left.

    The Japanese pilots on the bomber didn't bother to take a look at the battle results created by themselves, and drove the plane to the artillery position ahead.

    After seeing the terrifying power of the aviation shells, the artillerymen on the other positions quickly put away the artillery and wanted to move their positions, but this artillery is not a rifle, and it can be carried away.  It takes at least 5 minutes.

    The artillery company commander saw that the enemy plane was about to fly over in a blink of an eye, so he hurried to pull a gunner beside him, and shouted: "Run! Don't worry about the guns, run!" This man was an old gunner of the Northeast Army.  More than half of the company's gunners were taught by him. Of course, the company commander was reluctant to let him be killed by the devil's bomb.

    The gunner, who seemed to be in his forties, waved his arm, shook off the company commander's hand, and shouted in a strong Northeast accent while continuing to exert his strength: "I won't leave, I still want to use this cannon to beat the devils."  Without the cannon, I can't live anymore!  "

    Seeing that he couldn't be pulled, the company commander kicked him anxiously on the buttocks, and cursed: "Why are you so stupid, you artillerymen are treasures, without you, no matter how many cannons there are, who would  make?"

    A resolute expression appeared on the gunner's ravine-ridden face, and he said stubbornly: "I left when I was in Fengtian, and I also left when the Great Wall was fighting against Japan. This time I won't say anything.  This gun is my life!"

    "Yes! The cannon is gone! We are not alive anymore!" The other members of the artillery crew also shouted with determination.

    The company commander looked at the group of artillerymen who were determined to live and die with the cannon, sighed, and then walked over to join them.

    "Company commander, why don't you leave?" The gunners asked in surprise when they saw that the company commander also came to help.

    The company commander shouted angrily: "Since you joined the Eighth Route Army, have you ever seen a company commander who abandoned his soldiers and ran for his own life? Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!"

    It was too late to say it, but when these people were busy dismantling the guns, the devil's bomber had already arrived above their heads, and in the open belly, the aerial bombs that had been placed in the bombing position were shining brightly.  Suffocating cold light.

    At this moment, the long-awaited anti-aircraft missile finally appeared on the stage. Nine anti-aircraft missile soldiers who had just completed the launch preparations simultaneously pressed the button on the launcher, and the tails of the large iron pipes on their shoulders spurted out scorching flames.  A puff of white smoke rose behind them, and a silver missile shot out from the nozzle, heading straight for the Japanese bombers in the sky.

    Seeing the silver sword coming straight towards him, the pilot in the bomber gasped suddenly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)sp; Seeing the silver sword coming straight towards him, the pilot in the bomber suddenly gasped.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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