I rise from the sword

Chapter 341 In addition to Physical Attacks, Mental Attacks Are Necessary
The super-strong defensive armor of the P51 Mustang fighter gives Yang Lin the strength to attack unscrupulously.

"You bastards, since you want to light lanterns in the latrine and look for shit, then I'll let you do it!"

The corner of Yang Lin's mouth was raised, showing a cruel sneer like a wolf, and he continued to press the attack button of the airborne machine gun without hesitation.

"Tut, chug, chug, chug..."

The rate of fire of the Browning machine gun may not be as fast as that of the six-barreled Gatling, but if the six machine guns fire at the same time, it is said that the firepower poured out is also comparable to two or three Gatlings.

The most important thing is that the Browning machine gun produced by the system can minimize the problem of barrel heating and can shoot continuously for a long time.

Unlike the Gatling machine gun, it will not be long before it will be forced to stop firing because of the heat of the barrel.

The actual rate of fire of the Browning m2 airborne machine gun produced by the system has also been greatly enhanced, exceeding the terrifying 1000 rounds per minute.

Six machine guns fired at the same time, and thousands of rounds of bullets could be poured out in minutes.

It's really a machine gun shot, golden ten thousand taels.

Countless bullets carried the whistling sound of the wind, just like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, sweeping across the little devil's machine gun position.

The firepower of the p51 Mustang fighter jet is too strong, it can be called terrifying. The dense rain of bullets hit the little devils on the ground who couldn't even raise their heads, and quickly suppressed the firepower of their machine guns.

The P51 Mustang fighter jet has a unique advantage in shooting from a high position in the sky. Coupled with the powerful kinetic energy and penetrating power of the 12.7mm caliber machine gun bullet, even if the devil soldiers hide in the bunker, they will still be shot by the rain of bullets. .

"Uh, uh..."

"Ah, ah ah ah..."

The little devils on the ground screamed.

Dozens of devil soldiers happened to be in the shooting area covered by the rain of bullets. Before they had time to move, their bodies were turned into a hornet's nest by the dense rain of machine gun bullets. A large amount of blood spattered from their bodies, staining the ground red...

"Baga! The enemy plane's airborne machine gun is too powerful, attack carefully! Concealment, pay attention to concealment!"

"Baga! What material is the enemy's outer armor made of? Why can't the bullets from the Type [-] heavy machine gun penetrate it?"

The devil soldiers shouted, stopped shooting one after another, and shrank their bodies in the bunker.

Some little devils didn't hide their hands and feet well, and shot them with bullets, directly breaking them apart.

There were also some little devils who yelled and cursed in disbelief. They didn't understand why the machine gun bullets fired by their own side couldn't penetrate the enemy's outer defensive armor.

You must know that even their Japanese fighter planes cannot withstand the hit of the Type [-] heavy machine gun at such a distance.

Even if it won't be shot down and crashed all at once, it will definitely cause a certain degree of damage.

Look at the arrogant and infinite appearance of the enemy plane in front of you, where does it look damaged at all?
Yang Lin didn't know what these little devils were thinking. He kept circling and firing, using 6 Browning airborne machine guns to continuously suppress the group of devils' machine guns that were strafing the ground.

When he was about to reach the sky above it, he decisively threw a few aerial bombs according to the speed and inertia of the plane.

"Hurricane, Hurricane Hurricane..."

The bombs were dropped at an ultra-low altitude, and within a few seconds, the aerial bombs fell to the ground and exploded one after another.

Although there was only one fighter plane, because of the system space, Yang Lin insisted on blowing up a spectacular scene of a bomber fleet by himself.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The aerial bombs that exploded one after another instantly destroyed the fortifications of the devil's machine gun group.

However, in the flames of the explosion soaring into the sky, many devil machine gunners hiding in the bunker were blown out even with their weapons.

In one round of bombing, more than half of the devil's machine gun position was destroyed, and the incomplete corpses of the little devil, as well as various damaged machine gun parts, were scattered all over the place.

"Baga? Is this a fighter jet? How can it carry so many aerial bombs?"

This time, the little devil on the ground was even more confused.

He was thinking about it but couldn't figure it out, how could this fighter jet in the sky carry so many aerial bombs?
Not to mention fighter jets, even bombers can't do it, can they?

It's not that a bomber cannot carry more than a dozen aerial bombs, but that it is impossible to carry so many heavy aerial bombs.

Generally speaking, the bomb load of a bomber is only related to the total mass, not directly related to the quantity.

Small-sized aerial bombs can naturally carry a few more.

And the aerial bomb that was dropped just now weighed at least a few hundred kilograms.

If their Japanese bombers carry so many heavy aerial bombs, let alone take off, they are afraid that the bombers will be crushed by the aerial bombs as soon as they are loaded...

Yang Lin didn't care what the kid on the ground was thinking.

Without the threat of ground machine gun groups, he can bomb more recklessly.

Wherever there are many devils, he will throw aerial bombs there.

"Hurricane, Hurricane Hurricane..."

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The aerial bombs were like free stones, one after another falling towards the ground.

"idiot!!!"

"What's the situation? Why does this damned enemy plane still have aerial bombs?"

The little devils of the 1st Infantry Regiment stationed on the ground were demoralized by the bombing, and fled in panic like dogs that lost their homes.

At this moment, the so-called samurai spirit of not fearing death has long been forgotten by them.

The so-called samurai spirit, it is not to die in vain...

Many devil soldiers happened to be near the landing point of the aerial bomb, and before they could run a few steps, they were engulfed by the explosion flames soaring into the sky.

The enemy's body was torn apart by the tyrannical explosion shock wave, and the stumped limbs and arms were thrown out, scattered everywhere, and the death was as miserable as it was.

The range of [-] meters from where the aerial bomb landed became an absolute forbidden area for life, and none of the devil soldiers in this area was spared.

Either they were hit by the shock wave of the aerial bomb, or they were cut by the broken shrapnel, and the blood flowed wildly...

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host, for killing one major officer of the enemy army, special rewards include 1 6-barreled Gatling machine guns and 10 rounds of ammunition; merit points +10, experience points +3000."

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill 1 enemy captain officer; merit value +900, experience value +900."

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill a second lieutenant officer of the enemy army, a special reward of 1 boxes of individual rations; merit value +100, experience value +300."

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host..."

……

The rewards for killing enemies are random. It doesn't mean that killing any little devil will get a special reward from the system.

However, the higher the enemy's military position and rank, the greater the chance of system rewards, and the better the rewarded items...

Yang Lin blocked the system notification sound, and controlled the fighter jet without distraction, shooting and bombing with aerial bombs at the same time.

From time to time, some dung water bags are thrown out, which is simply lethal and disgusting to the enemy.

Several devil soldiers saw a huge black shadow falling down from their heads. They had given up on running away, lying on the ground in despair, closed their eyes and resigned themselves to fate, waiting for the judgment of fate.

However, after the black shadow fell to the ground and made a 'bang' crash, it did not explode.

"Nani? Is it a dud?"

The ghost soldiers raised their heads full of doubts and looked at the place where the black shadow fell.

"Baga? What is this?"

"Shit, this is shit, and shit!"

After the tension passed, the devil soldiers smelled a disgusting smell.

Then, they found that the backs of the surrounding companions had been soaked in feces.

A few white maggots lay on top of the heads of some devil soldiers, which stood out so eye-catching on the black dung water.

The most important thing is that the thing can still move, it is alive...

"Baga, Lu! Damn airmen, mine must kill you!!!"

These ghost soldiers were dazzled by anger, forgot their fear for a while, shouted and cursed at the top of their voices, raised their weapons and attacked the p51 Mustang fighter plane controlled by Yang Lin.

What is there to say?

The more the enemy resists, the more excited we are.

Yang Lin saw the angry face of the little devil on the ground, and the battle was even more enjoyable.

It would be too cheap to torture the enemy physically, so Yang Lin had to torture them psychologically.

double whammy...

At the same time, Chen Xiao and the other three team members were also manipulating fighter planes to attack the little devils in various positions.

After observation, several fighter planes quickly locked onto the little devil's supply unit.

There is a row of military vehicles parked above the devil's supply camp, and there are more than 10 tanks and armored vehicles.

Although these vehicles are placed in the valley, they can effectively avoid the detection of the scouts of the Zhongrui Regiment in the direction of the county.

However, Chen Xiao and the others flew in the sky in a fighter plane, and the little devil's military cards and tanks parked in the valley looked so eye-catching and ridiculous.

Although the tank is called the king of land warfare, it is obvious that it can only be reduced to a living target when it encounters a fighter plane. Not only does it have no countermeasures, it can't even run away even if it wants to.

With the speed of the tank, it looked so ridiculous in front of the fighter plane, just like the contrast between a goshawk and a tortoise.

"Find the target, find the target!"

"The little devil's convoy is in the valley ahead, go up, kill them!"

"Roger that!"

"Roger that!"

"Buzz, buzz buzz..."

With an order, Chen Xiao led three team members to drive the fighter plane, and with the low roar of the engine, like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, they swooped over the devil's convoy.

"No, the supply camp is exposed!"

"Enemy plane air strike, enemy plane air strike, drive the vehicle and evacuate the camp!"

"Baga! The damn fighter is coming again!"

"Baga! Get ready for air defense, machine gun team, quickly kill the enemy planes in the sky..."

The devil soldiers on the baggage camp shouted in a hurry.

These supplies are the lifeblood of the 1st Regiment of the Garrisoned Infantry. If the supplies are destroyed, then there is no need to fight this battle.

Therefore, even though the fighter plane was approaching, the little devils in the supply camp did not flee in a panic like the little devils in other positions.

They knew very well that their responsibilities were arduous, and relying on favorable terrain, they raised all kinds of weapons in their hands and fired at the air.

"Da da da, chug chug..."

"Crack, clap clap..."

There was a gunshot, and a large cloud of bullets rushed into the sky like a storm.

"Be careful of ground firepower, pay attention to maneuver and dodge!"

Although Yang Lin has told Chen Xiao and others, the external defensive armor of the P51 Mustang fighter jet is sufficient to resist the attack of the Devil's light weapons.

They also believed the words of the leader Yang Lin.

However, they still dare not be careless in the slightest, because the value of fighter jets is too high.

Not to mention being destroyed, even being injured is something they don't want to see.

Under the reminder of the captain Chen Xiao, the members of the flying brigade manipulated their fighter planes one after another, flexibly dodging the dense rain of bullets fired by the little devil.

Under their skillful manipulation, most of the bullets were dodged and passed the fighter plane, only a small part of the bullets hit the plane.

"Damn it, fight back for me and kill the little devils down there!"

Hearing the bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang by the bullets hitting the aircraft shell, Chen Xiao was in pain for a while. These were all the baby bumps of their flying brigade and their Zhongrui regiment.

Even though the situation was as Yang Lin told them, the plane was not damaged in any way, but Chen Xiao still couldn't bear it.

If you are beaten, you should stand at attention!
After the order was issued, several team members pressed the attack button one after another.

"Tut, chug, chug, chug..."

Four P4 Mustang fighter jets, with a total of 51 airborne machine guns fired at the same time.

In an instant, dense bullets poured towards the ground and covered them like a gust of wind.

As the fighter plane flew, these bullets were like plowing the ground, pulling up eye-catching smoke and dust belts on the ground.

Pieces of mud were splashed, and many stones were smashed to pieces.

Under the rain of bullets, dozens of little devils were beaten into a bloody hornet's nest on the spot.

Some guys were shot in the waist and were even cut in half.

"Baga! Stop them, stop them quickly!"

"Attack, keep attacking!"

"Kill the chicken, kill the chicken!—"

The dense and powerful machine gun firepower did not scare off the little devils, but instead drove them into a six-man madness, and continued to raise their guns desperately to fight back.

However, their attack, for the P51 Mustang fighter jet, is like a gnat may shake a tree.

After flying to the predetermined position, Chen Xiao and the others decisively threw the bombs they were carrying.

"Hurricane, Hurricane Hurricane..."

The aerial bomb fell rapidly from the sky, and the propeller at the tail rotated, rubbing against the air and making a scalp-numbing terrifying scream.

"Baga! It's an aerial bomb, it's not good, withdraw, withdraw quickly!!!"

Hearing the figure of the aerial bomb falling, the devil soldiers in the camp finally gave up their unnecessary resistance.

In order to run faster, they dropped the weapons in their hands one after another.

What weapon is the second life of a soldier?
The first life is gone, so the second life is nonsense, okay?

However, with the little devil's two short legs, even if they kick round and kick their heels on their butt legs, what's the point?

Not to mention them, even Bolt, the world record holder for the 1000-meter sprint, could not escape the killing radius of a [-]-pound aerial bomb in just a few seconds.

Therefore, the struggle of the little devils at this moment seemed so ridiculous.

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(End of this chapter)