Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 383 I will kill you!
The 67th Army is not a soldier in a hundred battles.

They just fought a few battles with the Japanese in North China, and then came to the southeast and fought a fierce battle with the Japanese in Songjiang.

The battlefield is the best melting pot. It doesn't mean that everyone who survived several battles is an elite, but there is definitely a unique skill that belongs to him, even if it is pure luck.

The various units of the advance regiment are the most essential part of this piece of steel that has been continuously refined by the battlefield furnace. Whether it is machine guns, machine gun shooters or ordinary soldiers, they all know a little bit. Vent the anger and hit the air a few times, just aim very carefully, 100% of the bullets will fall into the void.

Therefore, instead of chasing Cyclonus's target and shooting, they aimed at a certain airspace in unison, and based on their own predictions of the battlefield, they judged whether the Japanese plane was pulling up, descending, or turning to the airspace.

All kinds of airspace that had been predicted in advance were densely covered with bullets flying with the fiery anger of the infantry, forming a fire net.

The Japanese machine is like a fish swimming desperately in this big net of bullets.

Junji Watanabe, who was located at a low altitude of less than 400 meters, had the hairs on his neck explode at this moment, like a little bunny being chased by hunting dogs.

Although he couldn't see it, he could feel streams of bullets passing by more than ten meters or even a few meters around the metal fuselage.

That is the intuition of a warrior.

Incomparably accurate.

From the moment the Japanese Navy major came out, he took the lead in dropping heavy aerial bombs, turned the field and aimed at the speeding trucks, and jumped into a low space to kill the cavalry that attracted his attention. Even the 'hammer' could feel his killing intent And it gave a low-pitched warning to the shadow of the machine passing high in the sky.

It was simply a knight riding a white horse wearing bright silver armor, a red cloak and a silver gun.

There are many Chinese sayings about this kind of person!The early rafters will rot first, and the trees that are more beautiful than the forest will be destroyed by the wind!

The reason why Zhao Zilong, the white horse and silver spear on Changbanpo, was not shot into a sieve was that Prime Minister Cao had a habit of collecting famous generals, but the Tang Dao and soldiers on this battlefield only wanted human heads.

Among the 5 machine guns distributed along the 19-mile front along the way, at least 10 were staring at him and shooting. Because of the short range of the anti-aircraft machine guns, only about 8 machine guns were chasing Watanabe Junji and firing furiously. The infantry and light machine gunners in the woods did not know how many bullets poured around the 'White Horse Silver Gun'.

The dense bullets frightened the poor Japanese Navy Lieutenant until the hairs on his balls stood on end.

The cavalry who had been running around on the ground still did not stop the galloping horses at this moment, but this time, they turned their backs on customers, kicking their war horses and chasing the shadows of the Japanese aircraft one after another.

They did not raise their rifles to meet the enemy in vain, but simply chased them.

Only those who understand them know that they are waiting for their own artillery to take effect and damage and destroy the Japanese aircraft. As long as the Japanese pilots dare to parachute, they will become their prey. Horseshoes and sabers will be the only choices to deal with them.

Of course, rescuing their own skydiving pilots is also one of their tasks.

And no matter how chilled the Japanese HNA Major in the sky was, he could only accept the baptism of bullets in pain.

His fighter plane only raised less than 50 meters, and before returning to an altitude of 400 meters, he felt the fuselage constantly vibrating. Looking sideways, there were bullet holes visible to the naked eye on the two wings.

The Chinese's ground firepower far exceeded his imagination, but within a few seconds, his fighter plane was shot dozens of times, and the two fist-sized transparent holes on the wing proved the horror of the high-level dual-purpose cannon.

A trace of despair finally flashed in Junji Watanabe's eyes. He knew that no matter what the final outcome of this battle was, there was a 90.00% chance that he would not be able to see it.

The Chinese who have been silent on the ground watching him kill will never let him go. It is very likely that most of the firepower is chasing him and shooting.

"Captain Watanabe, it's an honor to fight side by side with you, but I'm sorry, I can't do it in the future!" A Japanese pilot's farewell came from the wireless intercom.

"Take Nao-kun, what do you want to do?" Watanabe Junji was stunned.

But he soon knew what his subordinate who had the best relationship with him was going to do.

"Empire, prosperous martial arts!" Accompanied by a roar.

A ship-explosive aircraft that had been raised to about 580 meters and saw that he could escape from the sky in 20 seconds, flattened the fuselage, and then resolutely turned the nose of the aircraft down and dived!

Out of the corner of the eye of the Japanese Navy Major who was still trying to lift the aircraft, the No. 09 aircraft of his friend in the same robe rushed down like a ferocious golden eagle.

The two 30kg aerial bombs hanging under the wings were also dropped, blowing up two woods on the ground into a sea of ​​flames. At least two anti-aircraft machine guns were misfired.

The three machine guns on the ninety-six ship blaster fired violently, aiming at the countless flames blooming on the ground.

Chinese soldiers have fighters who dare to attract the firepower of aircraft with one man and one horse, and Japanese soldiers also have their courageous existence.

At least, in this Japanese pilot, the Chinese soldiers also felt the fearlessness of the opponent.

His purpose is not to use bombs and machine guns to show the power of Japanese naval fighters, but, like Chinese veterans, to attract firepower so as to save his boss and colleagues a chance of survival.

Faced with the heroism and fearlessness of the opponent, the best answer given by the Chinese soldiers is naturally: kill you!
The Japanese pilots, like their colleagues, underestimated the power of the ground firepower network.

In addition to the 19 anti-aircraft guns and more than 20 anti-aircraft machine guns specially used for air defense, the advance regiment has more than 60 light machine guns. The Japanese planes that dived to a low altitude of 200 meters and broke into the ground firepower net were like moths catching fire. , It didn’t take more than 5 seconds. Although it was not blown up in the air, the metal body full of bullet holes can definitely terrify patients with intensive disorder.

Not to mention the pilot in it, in order to save fuel, the design of not even installing a protective steel plate at the bottom of the cockpit caused him to be sieved before the plane completely stalled.

The out-of-control plane plunged into the wilderness and exploded into a ball of fire.

The Japanese pilot who took the initiative to face death was doomed to be disappointed. The time he bought for his colleagues was too short.

The plane's lift is not like a dive, and its instantaneous speed can reach more than 100 meters per second. However, the engine with more than 700 horsepower explodes at full strength, and it can only lift the 1-ton metal fuselage upward at a pitiful speed of more than ten meters per second. Gravitational bondage.

Watching his colleagues explode into a ball of fire to cover himself, Junji Watanabe endured the grief in his heart. During this time period, he only pulled up less than 100 meters, and he hadn't even returned to the 500 meters he thought was dangerous enough before. high.

The veteran and his war horse not only used their own lives to attract the deadly firepower of Junji Watanabe, but also pulled the Japanese naval officer into the abyss of death. No matter how hard he tried to climb, he couldn't get out.

A bullet hit the engine, and the 7.62mm machine gun bullet was exhausted after flying nearly 500 meters high. The weak kinetic energy was only enough to penetrate the skin but not enough to cause enough damage to the engine, but the metal foreign object rolled into it. However, the Nakajima [Shou] 41 air-cooled 9-cylinder engine billowed thick smoke.

The consequences of a sudden stall are terrible. The galloping plane can only go up and up by inertia. Two seconds later, the terrible gravitational force counteracts the moment when the engine can no longer provide more kinetic energy. The entire fighter plane It seems to be stagnant in the void, forming an extremely strange still picture.

And Cheng Tieshou and Heizi, who were manipulating the MG34 machine gun, had already stared at Watanabe Jun'er with two shots.

More than one-third of the bullet holes on the wings and fuselage of the Japanese Navy Major were left by this high-speed machine gun with a heavy machine gun-type barrel.

The MG1000 machine gun, which shoots up to 34 meters, is the best light and heavy dual-purpose machine gun of this era, not one of them.

The "black technology" designed by the Germans, who were defeated in World War I and restricted the development of heavy weapons, will make Western powers tremble two years later.

When the fighter plane lost enough maneuverability, how could the two best machine gun shooters of the Fourth Line Battalion let go of such a rare opportunity?
Two machine guns with a linear distance of more than 800 meters pulled the triggers at the same time. Each machine gun fired nearly 1 bullets in 40 second, forming a terrifying crossfire. More than 20 bullets hit the metal body. superior.

"I was shot?" Junji Watanabe lowered his head in disbelief.

The large blood stain on the chest is slowly getting bigger.

The three consecutive machine gun bullets hitting his chest not only tore apart the lungs he relied on for breathing, but also blew his heart into pieces.

Darkness struck, and the Japanese navy major, who sank into the abyss, did not get more opportunities to think, and his once extremely proud head hung down.

After the engine-stopped fighter plane stayed in the void for three seconds, it turned around and turned down, like a high-diving athlete, throwing himself into the embrace of the earth without hesitation.

"Boom!" A loud noise.

A bright fireworks exploded on the ground.

And this kind of brilliance, only 30 seconds have passed since the bright blood flower bloomed in the eyes of the Japanese navy.

You kill my brother, I will kill you!
This is the battlefield.

So far, the flamboyant Japanese naval aviation has paid a heavy price.

But this is not the end.

(End of this chapter)