Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 361 Bloody Twilight

At the moment when the three fighter planes turned right at high altitude and the formation of six Japanese planes jumped 3 meters above the river.

"Battle No. 2 and No. 3, open fire!" Lei Xiong yelled into the microphone.

"Boom! Boom!"

The unique roar of the four Oerlikon machine guns that had been lurking in the dense forest north of the bridge resounded through the sky, and the six anti-aircraft machine guns also spewed out flames, chasing the six Japanese planes that were about to drop bombs more than 4 meters away and swept past.

The bullets scattered in the air that were scattered in the air suddenly became dense, almost scaring Kobayashi Sekiichi, the lieutenant and deputy squadron leader of the 12th Aviation Squadron of the Japanese Fourth Air Brigade, who took over the command.

"Drop the bomb! Drop the bomb! Lighten the load!" Kobayashi Kanichi quickly ordered in the wireless communicator.

As for whether the bomb can be accurately dropped to the target position at this moment, it is not so important. The important thing is that the fighter plane must maintain sufficient mobility.

Being alive is more important than anything else.

In this regard, the Japanese naval aviation lieutenant who had just gained command was much more sober than his dead boss.

As the sober-minded Japanese lieutenant first dropped the bomb, the two wingmen following him also dropped one after another.

Three big ones and six smaller bombs slammed into the woods by the river bank, blowing the flowers and plants flying in all directions.

It's just that there is no Chinese soldier's position there.

When Lei Xiong deployed the defense of the bridge, according to Tang Dao's instructions, he placed the defensive position in an area 800 meters outside the bridge.

That was not for the Japanese light infantry who came to attack, it was purely for air defense.

Shrinking the position and relying on the bridge with all the defensive forces, the result is very likely that the bombs dropped by the Japanese bombers will be reduced to ashes along with the bridge.

For the defense force on the bridge, Lei Xiong actually only released two infantry squads from Li Jiujin's second platoon.

This defense model has obviously been extremely successful so far.

The few large aerial bombs dropped by the Japanese army were basically thunderous and rainy, and did not cause any damage to the main force scattered far away in the periphery.

That is to say, the little black face of Li Jiujin, the veteran soldier who was in charge of guarding the bridge, and the platoon leader Li Da was scared to death. As long as the Japanese machine was beaten into anger, regardless of the position, he would start to vent his anger on the bridge. Turned into ashes together with his two squads.

Just drop a bomb and run without running.

"Damn it, this plane bomb is too powerful." Yang Xiaoshan, who left Tangdao and temporarily returned to the second row of Jianjian, looked at the fireworks rising hundreds of meters away, felt the vibration under his feet, sighed, and turned to ask his old squad leader. "Squad leader, are you afraid?"

"Scared!" Li Jiujin thought for a while and answered honestly. "However, don't be afraid!"

"How do you say that?" Yang Xiaoshan was a little strange.

"Hey! That's up to you to figure it out for yourself!" The veteran grinned at the moment, showing his big yellow teeth, and pretended to be a fool.

He patted the shoulder of Yang Xiaoshan, who is now an accurate shooter, very accustomed to it, "When your child has figured it out, I can give you this position."

"I don't want to be a platoon leader!" Yang Xiaoshan, who has always been honest, couldn't help but rolled his eyes and muttered.

Ever since he followed Tang Dao, the dream of the former senior soldier has changed. He wanted to be the Tang Dao he met on the first night. One shot at a time, he would kill a small group of Japanese soldiers.

How strong would it be to be a soldier if he could do that.

Of course, he still maintains respect for his old squad leader.

It's not just that he has been taking care of himself, but that this week, he can feel that his veteran squad leader has changed, but he can't tell where the change is.

Perhaps, is not so afraid of death?
At least, when the Japanese plane flew over his head, he raised his head and carefully observed the flight path of the Japanese plane. In the past, he had already given an order to hide, brothers!Then he ran away before that.

However, he should be afraid of death. When the platoon leader said he was not afraid, his calves kept shaking, and he hid his whole body in the fortifications piled up with sandbags at the bridgehead, no matter how close the Japanese bomb was. Two 300 meters, it is estimated that there is no threat to him.

Two Chinese infantrymen were discussing whether they were afraid or not in the fortifications. The Japanese HNA pilots in the sky did not talk much, but they were definitely afraid.

Not only did the three Japanese planes that had entered a dive state drop bombs on the wide river, but the escorting Japanese planes hundreds of meters away on its right rear wing also immediately followed the commander's order after receiving the order.

The bombs hanging under the belly of the aircraft were dropped one after another, and most of them fell into the river, causing splashes all over the sky.

Lieutenant Kobayashi Guanyi's face was green at that moment.

His original intention was to order the three fighter planes that were dive-bombing to drop their bombs, because at least the impact point was on the river bank, and maybe a few Chinese people could be killed.

But you three idiots belong to the nature of guards, and the flying altitude is still above 800 meters, so you are in a hurry!Is it to see that the Chinese people do not want to eat well, so fry some river fish for them to improve their food?
This is the disadvantage of having to temporarily take over the command after losing the commander. If the words are slightly inappropriate, it is easy to cause misunderstandings.

But the most important thing, perhaps, was that the two air defense positions on the far north bank put great pressure on the Japanese aircraft formation. Even if they understood Kobayashi Koichi's meaning, the three fighters also actively entered the misunderstanding mode.

After all, it runs faster that way.

Judging from the rapid rise of the three Japanese planes that dropped the bombs, we knew that they didn't even plan to be escort planes, and they had to avoid the machine guns behind them first.

1号、2号、3号防空阵地合计7门高射炮和10挺高射机枪组成的交叉火力，没有人敢轻忽。

What's more, now that everyone has no bombs, after losing the most threatening weapon on the ground, if you want to guard, you can only go to a lower altitude, take the two 7.7mm machine guns on the nose, and China People's anti-aircraft positions fired at each other.

Why, could it be that only we have it, but the three of you don't!

'Husband and wife are birds in the same forest, they fly separately when disaster strikes! 'This sentence is perfectly appropriate to describe the 6 Japanese planes currently in crossfire.

It also reflects from the side that the interim commander Kobayashi Sekiichi's ability to control the entire fighter formation is far from that of Takeuchi Okuma who has become a pile of minced meat.

In this regard, the Japanese army is much stronger than the more arrogant navy.

Those who disobey the order will be shot and killed.

However, the Japanese Navy lieutenant, who reacted quickly to restore the fighter plane to the most maneuverable, had no time to care about the little thoughts of his subordinates.

Not only must he be alive, he must also have a record, otherwise, his temporary commander will only be temporary for a few 10 minutes.

With the record, perhaps, when he returns to the ship, the throne of the squadron leader will belong to him, and it won't be too late for him to deal with a bunch of bastards who don't listen to the command.

Therefore, the lightened Kobayashi Guanyi did not pull up quickly to avoid the shells and bullets fired by the Chinese with all their strength. Instead, they pressed the nose of the plane, the wings deflected, and the fighter plane turned flexibly and entered a lower altitude, as if it had spotted a target. The golden eagle blatantly rushed towards the flank of No. 1 position, which was spitting out flames.

Even though the two wingmen were unwilling in every possible way, they could only follow the lead plane's tactical actions due to military regulations.

Facing the Chinese artillery fire forward.

At that moment, Kobayashi Sekiichi can be regarded as the "light as a frightened bird, graceful as a dragon swimming" that Takeuchi Daikuma has shown to the Chinese soldiers and civilians! 'Deducted to the extreme.

96 warships accelerated crazily and dived.

A dive at a 45-degree angle, diving in the direction of the No. 1 air defense position.

In just a few hundred meters of straight-line distance, the plane descended to a low altitude of 200 meters.

Absolutely super low altitude.

That is to say, there are no mountains here, otherwise, the Japanese plane would crash into the mountain and commit suicide.

The violent roar of the engine and the scream caused by the Doppler effect during the dive are like sounds from hell.

All the Chinese soldiers and civilians on the ground could feel their firmness from the crazy speed of the dived Japanese fighter planes.

Especially the leading Japanese fighter plane, which flexibly maneuvered to avoid the rain of bullets sprayed at him by the ground air defense position, and the two airborne machine guns on the nose began to fight back from 1000 meters away.

Visible to the naked eye, the two whips lashed fiercely in the dense forest of the hills, and the branches and leaves flew across, causing terrible damage to the air defense position.

The firepower of the machine guns and machine guns counterattacking on the air defense position was fierce enough, but one was a high-speed moving target and the other was completely fixed. The pros and cons of the two sides were naturally clear at a glance.

At this time, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

The evening in late autumn in the south of the Yangtze River is very beautiful. The sky is full of sunset clouds, and the broad and peaceful Suzhou River and the hilly forests on the banks are all dyed a light red.

In this picturesque scenery, three fighter planes with fiery red suns painted on their fuselages, their engines roaring violently crashed down from the air, drawing three horrifying exhausts, and six death-like jets. flick the whip.

Just like Songjiang City, which is fighting tens of kilometers away, this place is destined to be one.
Bloody dusk.

(End of this chapter)