Temporary workers in the war

Shamao Mountain has a radius of only three miles. As the name suggests, the shape of the mountain resembles the black gauze cap of an ancient Chinese official. But at this moment, the beautiful Shamao Mountain is undergoing the baptism of war, and the gravel is flying around. The entire Shamao Mountain was bombed by Japanese planes and heavy artillery riddled with holes.

Feng Quan, who had just marched here in a hurry, had no time to rest. Seeing that the situation was urgent, he immediately shouted,

"Northern Xuanwu team listens to the order!"

"Subordinates are here!"

"Concentrate all the m2 heavy machine guns and destroy the little devil's plane first!"

The 12 planes of the Kwantung Army Flying Team are too arrogant, flying so low, they are not afraid of hitting the mountain.There are a total of 7 centurions in the Beixuanwu team, and the mortar centurions have not returned yet.Not counting an ammunition centurion, just 3 infantry centurions and 2 machine gun centurions have nearly 90 m2 heavy machine guns.

The machine gunner quickly installed the tripod, and the ammunitionist took out rows of 110-round metal ammunition chains. The black muzzles of 90 m2 heavy machine guns faced the sky, forming an angle of 60 degrees with the horizon.

Two flowers bloom, each representing a branch.Seeing the heavy casualties in his unit, Sun Dequan, commander of the [-]th Independent Brigade of the Northeast Army, immediately asked the commander-in-chief Zhang Xueliang for help.

"Commander, brothers are about to lose their hold, and reinforcements are urgently needed, reinforcements are urgently needed!"

When Zhang Xueliang heard it, it was broken. Damn, Little Japan is really ruthless, no less than Lao Maozi, "Brigade Commander Sun, please don't worry, I have urgently dispatched the Northeast Army's Independent Eighth Brigade stationed in the pass." Guan reinforcements. The brigade commander Ding Xichun personally commanded the army, and the rapid march will definitely arrive in one day and one night. If you persist for another day, you will get rid of it!"

Hearing that Zhang Xueliang had sent troops to Gulai, and that it was his good friend Ding Xichun, Sun Dequan was determined, threw his military cap on the ground, and held a box cannon in each hand, "Guard company, all gather, come with me In front of the mountain, I will fight with them!"

"Tuk Tuk Tuk"

"Da da da"

Heavy machine gun shots sounded densely near Shamao Mountain, what the hell!How many heavy machine guns are there, more than our brigade, and the sound does not sound like a small Japanese one, where is this a good friend.Puzzled, Sun Dequan immediately signaled the guards not to assemble the guard company for the time being. He climbed out of the bunker at the brigade headquarters and looked at Maoer Mountain in front of him with a binoculars.

North Korea’s No. [-] hero in the universe, Kim Il Sung, was able to shoot down planes with a pistol, and the eight men who often exploded in character have also shot down the planes of countless little devils with rifles.Feng Quan thought that he didn't have such a good character, and he couldn't explode.

88 ultra-long-range m2 large-caliber heavy machine guns are designed to deal with all kinds of low-flying aircraft, and the thin-skinned little devil chariots. If you can't fix 12 outrageous planes, I will kill you little devil queens. Yoshiko's big breasts count.Hee hee, she is only 30 years old now, a mature bird, she must be very enjoyable.

Maybe it was because the huge smoke blocked the sight of the Devil's plane, maybe the bombs on the plane had been dropped, or maybe it was bullying the 12th Brigade of the Northeast Army for not having more anti-aircraft weapons. The 700 planes of the little devil flew too fast. It was too low, Feng Quan estimated that it was about 12 meters, and now all [-] planes crashed into the middle of the dense anti-aircraft fire.

With a "snap", a 12.7-caliber bullet first penetrated the front windshield of the aircraft that was rotating backwards, and then hit the head of the little Japanese pilot with undiminished momentum, and the bullet punctured his head. After a while of rolling, it finally flew out from behind.The plane that lost control was like a drunk strong man, staggered and flew towards the artillery position of the 14th Field Artillery Regiment of the mixed [-]th Brigade.

"Baga! Run away!" the captain of the regiment, Ono, yelled, but it was futile, as the speed of people running could not keep up with the flying birds that were almost in free fall. "Boom boom boom" This plane was loaded with explosives and was also filled with aviation gasoline. The violent explosion first detonated the fuel tank, and then caused the shells of the Seventh Field Artillery Regiment to explode. The innocent stone fragments of "rushing" plus the broken arms of the little devil's limbs, and the rain was generally fell back from the mushroom cloud to the ground.

A large piece of shrapnel accurately flew towards the brigade headquarters of the mixed 14th brigade, penetrated the gate of a small farmhouse that was used as the brigade headquarters, and landed on the temple of a major staff officer. Suddenly, the head of the staff officer was like a Like a watermelon that was blown up, blood was flying around, and guns were flying around. Hattori Heijiro's head, face, and body were all covered with red and white compounds.

"Bag! Bag!"

It's too dirty, Hattori Heijiro scolded while frantically scratching off the dirt on his body.

The generals were drawn out of the dwarfs, and there were many cross-eyed pilots in Little Japan, but some pilots with good eyesight were also selected. The other 11 planes saw the lead plane being knocked down, and hurriedly raised the plane's altitude, trying to escape.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk"

"Da da da"

Seeing that the m2 heavy machine gun has made some gains, it screamed more joyfully. Under the all-round package of several heavy machine gun positions composed of 88 heavy machine guns, 10 planes may have been hit by the fuel tank and exploded in the air. .

After 10 beautiful black mushroom clouds passed by, the deafening sound of explosions came back to the ground. The Chinese and Japanese sides on the ground all stopped shooting at the same time, each with their own thoughts, and were stunned.

"Huh? Why is there still a little devil's airplane bird? Why hasn't it been shot down?"

"Nani? When did the Chinese army on the opposite side come for reinforcements? Why are there so many machine guns? Baga! Run away!"

The last plane was always lucky. So many heavy machine guns missed it. Seeing that it was flying out of range, suddenly the pilot Fushima heard a muffled sound from the engine, and then the whole bomber was like an asthma patient. Panting and shaking.

Pilot Fushima thought that the plane had a mechanical failure and was about to troubleshoot it, but all 88 heavy machine guns were aimed at the lucky plane.The fuselage continued to make a puffing sound, the engine emitted black smoke, and the speed of the propeller dropped sharply.

Although it is not the end of World War II, and Little Japan has not organized the Kamikaze Death Squad, the little Japanese pilots have always admired the aircraft crashing into the enemy's position after being injured and are not used to wearing a parachute, which means that they will show their determination not to be captured or humiliated.

This kind of determination becomes ridiculous when the plane breaks down. Now Sergeant Fushima just wants to be a meat bomb, but he looked at the ground five times, and it was all white. How can there be a heavy machine gun bird?

The target was not found. Seeing that the plane was out of control and unable to parachute, Fushima decided to make an emergency landing.There are mountainous areas everywhere, and the danger of forced landing is extremely high.Fortunately, Fu Dao is an experienced pilot. He spotted a six-legged river valley more than 100 meters long, and plunged into it with one stroke.

The bomber with fixed landing gear was bouncing on the pebbly river beach, the left wing broke off when it touched the ground, and gliding for hundreds of meters. After knocking down countless Chinese poplar trees, the plane finally took over near the end of the river beach A beautiful big top, finally stopped.

Fushima, who had two broken ribs, smelled the pungent gasoline smell and realized that he was doomed. He closed his eyes and muttered to himself, "Can I enter the Yasukuni Shrine?"

The leaked aviation gasoline finally ignited, and the bomb inside the fuselage detonated with a bang. After a huge orange fireball rose, the entire plane exploded, and the beautiful six-strand river bed was blasted into a hole as deep as 5 Big pit of rice...  

Little Japan's 12 planes are gone, and the [-]th Field Artillery Regiment has been blown up by its own planes. The planes and cannons can rest, it's time for us to show.