Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 380

Chapter 380 No!

As time went by, the Japanese aircraft formation was less than 3 kilometers away from the advance group that "escaped" to the four fields.

The long khaki road, the convoys running wildly on it, and the carriages and horses scattered in the wilderness became increasingly clear to the Japanese pilots.

Although the Chinese roads are very dusty, and the convoys have rolled up a lot of loess and blocked a lot of sight, but what does it matter? When bombs are dropped on roads and wilderness, everything from cars to human bodies to dust will be re-exploded into ashes.

There is no doubt that this is the main force of the Chinese fleeing towards Kunshan, which is their goal today.

"Each group carried out the original plan. The second and third groups followed me closely. The fourth, fifth and sixth groups were responsible for air cover. After we eliminated all the anti-aircraft firepower on the ground, each group was free to hunt and kill as many as possible. Bury the Chinese in this wilderness, leaving those idiots in the army to pick up scraps!" Junji Watanabe pressed the goggles tightly around his eyes with a ferocious expression, and gave the order to the formation. Give the rudder a light tap.

The fighter plane drew a graceful arc and turned at an altitude of more than 2,000 meters.

Five 96-ships and 4 96-ships roared behind the Japanese major's fuselage, using him as an arrow, like a flock of geese following the leader.

It's just that everyone knows, whether in the air or underground, that this is a group of geese carrying the aura of death.

The large and small bombs hanging under the wings of the 'wild geese' that are more than 50 meters apart are enough to cause a devastating blow to a wilderness with a cross-section of more than one mile.

Junji Watanabe led a formation of 10 Japanese bombers to turn, of course, in order to better enter the dive bombing channel. The direction in which the Japanese planes were coming had an angle of nearly 40 degrees with the simple highway.

Led by Junji Watanabe, 10 Japanese fighter planes took less than a minute to make a graceful U-turn in the air and officially entered the dive bombing channel facing the simple highway.

As an arrow, Junji Watanabe led three ship bombers to lower their altitude to 800 meters, while the other two ship bombers and four fighter jets stayed at about 1,000 meters.

This proves that despite his arrogance, Watanabe Junji is also a qualified air commander. He was not so impulsive that he believed that the more than 20,000 ground troops had no resistance, and lowered the altitude to 200 meters like his colleagues who had died in the battle. Mi went to get a machine gun to shoot at the convoy with the most obvious target.

What he has to do is to swamp them with the air waves of bombs, and then let the Chinese's few anti-aircraft firepower open fire, while the other six fighter planes use bombs to eliminate the last threat from the Chinese.

Finally, enter the truly exciting hunting phase.

The three machine guns equipped on the eight 96-ship bombers can shoot Chinese infantry in seemingly unobstructed groves and bushes like hunting hares.

For the crazy bullets, that's just a trick.

The height of 800 meters is within the range of anti-aircraft guns, but for the confident Watanabe Junji, this is a safe area, and he can even go lower.

"Gentlemen, the dessert before the dinner is here! Watch out for the second and third groups. Once the Chinese anti-aircraft artillery fires back, dive down and kill them with aerial bombs." After Watanabe Junji roared ferociously, he hung up the intercom and fiercely Push the rudder and push the nose down.

Three ship bombers followed the Japanese Navy Major's fighter plane, and the altitude dropped another 100 meters.

Like a falcon that has found its prey, it is as fast as wind and lightning, and the heavy bomb hanging under the belly is like the sharp claws of the falcon about to reach out.

It made the Chinese soldiers on the ground shudder as they looked up at the sky involuntarily.

Even the daring Lei Xiong had the hairs on the back of his neck standing up.

At the same time, I am afraid, but also more unwilling.

His powerful individual combat capabilities are meaningless in front of the heavy bomb that the Japanese plane is about to drop.

As long as a bomb explodes fifty meters around him, his chance of death is more than 50%.

The fate of everyone is not in their own hands, but depends on when and where the Japanese drop bombs. This is obviously extremely painful for any strong soldier.

But this is the gap.

The current huge gap in strength between China and Japan is not due to personal will.

All Chinese soldiers must continue to fight under this huge disadvantage. Otherwise, the entire nation will be in darkness forever and will not be able to wait for dawn.

Facing the terrifying offensive that the Japanese planes are about to bring, those trucks that are still speeding on the road are the best answer given by the Chinese soldiers.

They are willing to sacrifice their lives for that glimmer of possibility.

However, not only the Chinese soldiers on the ground felt fear, but the Japanese pilots in the air were not all confident.

Because, this so-called "dessert before a big meal" was not the first time they heard it, and the guy who said this last time was already dead.

Could it be that another unlucky child is about to follow in the footsteps of a dead ghost?

The six Japanese naval pilots in the sky also had their hearts beating at that moment.

Had it not been for the fact that the altitude of a certain major officer was still at about 700 meters, Second Lieutenant Karasawa Zhuoxing, who had already been reprimanded, would definitely have reminded the major officer again to be careful of the possible ground anti-aircraft firepower of the Chinese.

He endured it.

Junji Watanabe couldn't help it.

The 96-ship bomber flying past at a high speed of 280 kilometers per hour dropped a bomb in the sky above the convoy. It was a 250-kilogram aerial bomb.

Although the aerial bomb did not accurately hit the simple road less than four meters wide and exploded 20 meters away on the left side of the road, the huge shock wave overturned at least three trucks that were still running at high speed. The truck was like a toy car thrown down by a child. It overturned countless wheels and was damaged in the field beside the roadbed.

Several fighter planes following closely shook their wings and dropped bombs.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!” After several loud noises, four large craters visible to the naked eye appeared on both sides of the road.

Fourteen of the seventeen trucks were overturned in the wild, and four or five of them caught fire due to fuel leakage.

However, the three trucks at the front still escaped the attacks of the four aerial bombs, and their engines roared and continued to run forward.

This result made Junji Watanabe very dissatisfied.

He wanted to eliminate the last Chinese mobile force and draw out the Chinese anti-aircraft guns, but there were still trucks running, and the anti-aircraft guns and machine guns he imagined did not return fire. Except for the carriages and cavalry who were still scattered in the wilderness, the more than 20,000 Chinese infantrymen hid in the woods and bushes like gray mice and remained silent.

Think about it, it was the six fighter planes eyeing each other at an altitude of 1,000 meters that made the Chinese become cowardly.

They are trying to use silence to preserve their own air defense equipment that is not powerful enough.

Since this is the case, then just accept the humiliating death in silence!

Watanabe Junji, who had already passed the road and was speeding into the distance, turned back and stared at the three trucks still speeding on the road, with a ferocious look in his eyes.

He has already figured out how to deal with these three tenacious trucks.

This time, he will not use the several 30kg aerial bombs mounted on the wings. He will shoot them with machine guns. No matter whether the Chinese are tenacious or silent, they will be torn apart by his machine guns.

Looking at the 10 Japanese planes flying away, not to mention the experienced Chinese soldiers, even Tantai Mingyue, who looked at the damaged cars sadly, knew that they would come back.

Because this was only the first wave of attacks by Japanese planes, there were still six Japanese planes that did not drop a single bomb, and most of the fleet that could be used for consumption had been destroyed.

After they blow up all the trucks, they will then bomb the woods, and the casualties at that time will be even more tragic.

However, no one knows when Tang Dao will give the order for the anti-aircraft artillery to fight back, or he has no intention of fighting back at all.

For these precious equipment, he would rather sacrifice his life and let the Japanese planes wreak havoc.

Veterans who have experienced countless battlefields understand the commander's choice. Compared with the four Japanese planes wreaking havoc in the low altitude, the six fighter planes at an altitude of 1,000 meters are like six hungry wolves. Once the air defense position opens fire, they will rush in. Come and tear the defenseless anti-aircraft guns and shooters to pieces with bombs.

At higher altitudes, there are still eight Japanese planes cruising, which are both aerial warning and a sufficient threat to the ground.

Under the Japanese tactics, it was almost impossible for the air defense positions to survive.

Fighting back will only lead to death.

Perhaps, they can only remain silent as they are now, watching the powerful Japanese aircraft formation drop all the bombs. Those who are lucky enough to survive bury the dead and continue to move forward to win a glimmer of life for the main force.

Once the main force hiding in the woods seven or eight kilometers away is discovered and bombed, the casualties will be ten times that of this place.

Sure enough, the 10 Japanese planes redirected in the distance and aimed at the road again.

Only this time, four Japanese aircraft took the initiative to reach an altitude of 500 meters.

To the surprise of the Chinese soldiers, they gave up the more cautious bombing and resorted to machine gun shooting.

Who gives them such confidence? Amaterasu?

Even Tang Dao's eyes narrowed slightly at that time, which was beyond his expectation.

But soon, he tried to stay calm.

This is not the most suitable fighter.

The four Japanese planes changed their formation to form a "one" shape, and one by one they jumped into low altitude.

Place yourself at an extremely lethal low altitude. If the Chinese anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns fire, the probability of being hit by the four Imperial fighter planes will increase by at least 30%.

Junji Watanabe, who was pumped with adrenaline, knew this very well, so he started shooting 1,000 meters away from the three trucks.

One hand was pulling the wrench that controlled the onboard machine gun, and the other hand was holding the rudder tightly, intending to turn and pull up as soon as it encountered an attack.

He wanted to catch the fish, but he did not intend to let himself become the bait.

The bullets hit the simple road, and the dust stirred up formed two earth dragons visible to the naked eye. As the plane and the truck approached at high speed, sparks instantly shot out from the lead truck.

In a mere three seconds, at least twenty rounds of bullets hit the front of the truck. The fate of the driver inside was unknown.

Watanabe Junji, who passed over the truck at high speed, could even see the hanging heads of the Chinese soldiers in the completely tattered cab.

What he didn't quite understand was, since the driver was dead, why was the truck still speeding?

That was because he couldn't see the driver's foot on the accelerator, which was severely pressed to death by a piece of wood, and the steering wheel was also fixed by wires.

People can die, but as long as the vehicle is not destroyed, they can still run and continue to consume Japanese ammunition.

This was a unanimous decision made by seventeen Chinese soldiers after the emergence of Japanese planes.

“Fire, kill them!” Turning to look at the truck that was still moving forward stubbornly, Watanabe Junji shouted angrily.

The Japanese aircraft that followed up one after another opened fire one after another.

　　Crazy bullets shredded the iron sheet of the front of the car, and the exposed engine emitted thick smoke, and then caught fire, like a torch being held high by Chinese soldiers and moving forward.

The same is true for one vehicle, the same is true for two vehicles, and the same is true for three vehicles.

The Chinese soldiers who witnessed this scene all sobbed and whined in pain!

The bright moon in Tantai, great sorrow!

"Please fire back, battalion commander, the Japanese aircraft are only 500 meters above sea level. All our anti-aircraft artillery will fire with all their strength, and we will surely defeat them." Cheng Tiezou asked Tang Dao for a fight, almost in a begging manner.

"No!" Tang Dao, who stood with his back to the lieutenant who was calling for battle, had dangerous flames in his eyes, but he only said two words coldly.

A very cold answer.

(End of this chapter)

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