Bright sword: the rise from the escrow quilt factory

Chapter 198 Fierce Battle

Li Yunlong gave an order.

The soldiers carried guns and heavy machine guns back to the tunnel and walked along the tunnel to the entrance of the underground base.

The artillerymen ran to the reverse slope one after another, pushed the anti-aircraft firearms out of the bunker, and quickly adjusted the shooting angle.

Because the reverse slope of Height 101 cannot be seen temporarily from the aerial perspective, the Jazz plane did not find the anti-aircraft weapons deployed on the slope of Height 101.

Simultaneously.

Masaki Iwazato and Masamori Matsushita, who were observing in the camp, saw their own plane in the distance, and a smile appeared on the corners of their mouths at the same time.

The saturation attack from the Army Aviation Regiment is about to begin, and this time the Guard Regiment's position will not be flattened?
But the imaginary bombing did not start, and the nine bombers first lowered their flight altitude and skimmed Height 101.

Immediately afterwards, just as they passed the ridgeline, the nose of the aircraft suddenly rose again, and the nine planes flew into the sky again.

The fact that the bomber dared to make such a difficult maneuver is enough to show the arrogance of these devil pilots.

"The army aviation regiment's idiots! What the hell are they doing!" Masaaki Yanli said angrily, "The battle is urgent now, and they can still play!"

The devil pilots had made an agreement before taking off that they would fly over the enemy's high ground together to show off their strength.

Just as Matsushita Zhengnan was about to answer the conversation, he suddenly saw a barrage of flames sprayed out from the reverse slope of the opposite high ground, almost covering half of the sky.

"What is this!" Matsushita Masamune was dumbfounded for a moment.

Masaaki Yanli also didn't notice this scene, his expression changed, he picked up the binoculars and hurriedly walked a few steps towards the window.

The devil pilots were immersed in the joy of playing, and when they passed the ridge line, they could even see the expressions of the soldiers of the guard regiment in the tunnel.

But just as they adjusted the fuselage and were about to start bombing Height 101, they suddenly heard several loud noises in their ears.

next second.

These ghost pilots cast a layer of fiery red light through the windshield.

They were startled, and a sense of danger appeared in their hearts. When they turned their heads, several red barrages followed behind them.

When the devil pilot saw the light flying at extreme speed, he subconsciously felt the danger, and even wanted to turn the fuselage to avoid the barrage of fire behind him.

However, dozens of anti-aircraft weapons fired at the reverse slope of Height 101 at the same time, blocking all the escape routes of the Devil bombers.

The anti-aircraft equipment from different directions instantly wove an extremely dazzling firepower net in mid-air.

The devil pilots also reacted hastily, because they did not expect that the highlands that they had just bombed once would have such fierce anti-aircraft weapons.

Soon, five fighters were unable to dodge, and the fuselage was smashed to pieces, and the dilapidated fuselage was immediately wrapped in a ball of flames.

"Boom~"

Five fighter planes exploded in the air one after another, making a rumbling explosion, and then turned into bright balls of fire in the air, and the fragments of the fuselage scattered towards the surroundings.

Although the remaining four pilots reacted extremely quickly, they avoided the first round of fire from the air defense company through extreme operations.

But their plane was still hit by anti-aircraft machine guns, and the fuselage was riddled with holes and black smoke.

The surviving devil pilots scolded Baga in their hearts, wanting to operate the fighter plane and leave here as soon as possible.

Height 101, which was bombed by them at will before, has now shot down five of their fighter planes and damaged 4 fighter planes.

The little devil's surviving pilots have a deep fear in addition to the joy of surviving after the catastrophe.

Where did these Tubalu get their anti-aircraft weapons?
The surviving pilots had no time to think about it, and immediately drove the plane back to the airport to rest and report to the commander of the 37th and 41st divisions.

Before the war, they actually came to the enemy without finding out the details of the enemy, and the imperial army lost 5 fighters.

But they are just thinking about it now. Whether they can get back to the airport from here alive is a question.

The remaining four Japanese fighter planes sat in the air with various tactical evasive actions. They were very clever not to gather together, but scattered in all directions, trying to dilute the firepower of the air defense company.

"Damn it! Can you be more accurate?" Li Yunlong said angrily when he saw that an anti-aircraft machine gunner beside him couldn't hit the Devil's plane no matter what.

"Come down! I will teach you how to jerk off!" Li Yunlong shouted.

The soldier nodded awkwardly, and immediately gave up a position.

"Reload." Li Yunlong said coldly, observing the mid-air with stern eyes.

Even if the anti-aircraft firepower is diluted, it will not be easy for the four planes in the sky to slip away.

The firepower of the air defense company bit them so hard that they could only fly back and forth in the sky on the reverse slope of the 101 Heights.

The Devil pilot didn't dare to drop the bomb at will, let alone have no chance to drop the bomb.

Even if an opportunity is found, maybe the bomb just dropped will be detonated first by the intensive firepower below.

When the time comes, the enemies that are not blown below will be affected by the air waves of the explosion. This kind of cocooning thing, the devil pilot will not do anything.

Li Yunlong's anti-aircraft machine gun has been reloaded.

half empty.

The Devil's plane was fleeing back and forth in mid-air, and red streamers were everywhere.

"Hmph! You're here, and you still want to leave!" Li Yunlong locked his eyes on a bomber that wanted to rush out of the firepower net.

Immediately, Li Yunlong turned the muzzle of the gun, and the anti-aircraft machine gun immediately let out a roar, and a long tongue of flame spewed out from the muzzle instantly.

The tongue of flames lashed towards the bomber like a long whip.

All of a sudden, the bomber's wings were punctured with hundreds of holes, and the fuselage was crumbling.

"Beautiful!" All the soldiers who saw this scene let out a sound of admiration.

The ghost pilot, who thought he could escape, looked at the battered wings, and a flash of despair flashed in his heart.

Years of experience told him that even if he could fly out, he would never be able to fly too far.

"Heavy black card! On board!" The devil pilot suddenly roared, and immediately continued to operate the plane.

They have learned in the academy what to do in such an extreme situation.

He still remembers the words of the academy instructor: "If you can't return to your hometown, the only solution is to die with the enemy!"

Therefore, the devil pilot escaped directly, turned the fuselage directly, and rushed towards the reverse slope.

Coincidentally, the position he was aiming at was exactly the air defense position where Li Yunlong was.

"You little devil! Do you still want to drag me to die together?" Li Yunlong looked disdainful, and then adjusted the muzzle of his gun, aiming at the incoming plane.

The devil pilot was flying the plane, dodging the incoming bullets, baring his teeth and roaring: "The sky is black card! Onboard!"

(End of this chapter)