Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 383

Chapter 383 I will kill you!

The 67th Army is not a soldier capable of hundreds of 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 at Songjiang.

The battlefield is the best melting pot. It is necessary to eliminate the bad and keep the good. This does not mean that everyone who survives several battles is an elite, but he definitely has his own unique skill, even if it is purely luck.

The various units of the advance regiment are the most elite part of this piece of fine steel that is constantly being refined in the furnace of the battlefield. Whether they are machine guns and machine gun shooters or ordinary soldiers, they all know that for an aircraft flying at a speed of 100 meters per second, let alone Vent your rage and hit the air blindly. Even if you aim carefully, 99% of the bullets will fall into the void.

Therefore, they did not shoot after the flying targets, but invariably aimed at a certain area of airspace, using their own predictions of the battlefield to determine whether the Japanese aircraft was ascending, descending, or turning to the airspace.

Various airspaces that have been predicted in advance are densely covered with bullets flying with the fiery fury of the infantry, forming a web of fire.

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

Junji Watanabe, who was located at a low altitude of less than 400 meters, felt the cold hairs on his neck exploding at this moment, like a little rabbit being chased by a hunting dog.

Although he couldn't see it, he could feel the bullet streams passing around the metal fuselage more than ten meters or even several meters away.

That is the intuition of a warrior.

Incredibly accurate.

From the very beginning, the Japanese Navy Lieutenant Commander took the lead in dropping heavy aerial bombs, took the lead in turning around to shoot at the speeding trucks, and jumped into the low altitude to kill the cavalry that caught his attention. Even if it was a 'Hammer', you could feel his murderous intent. And issued a low warning to the shadow of its aircraft passing high in the sky.

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

There are many Chinese sayings about describing this kind of people! The rafters that stand out will rot first, and the trees that are as beautiful as the forest will be destroyed by the wind!

The reason why Zhao Zilong, the white horse and silver spear on the Changban slope, was not shot into a sieve is that Prime Minister Cao has a habit of collecting famous generals, but the Tang swords and soldiers on this battlefield only want to think about human heads.

Among the 19 machine guns distributed on the 5-mile front line along the route, at least 10 were staring at him and shooting. Because the anti-aircraft machine guns had a slightly shorter range, there were only about 8 machine guns chasing Watanabe Junji and firing furiously, while hiding in the The infantry and light machine gunners in the woods, but no one knows how many bullets were poured into the surroundings of the 'White Horse Silver Gun'.

The dense bullets frightened the poor Japanese navy lieutenant so much that the hair on his **** stood on end.

The cavalry who were running around on the ground still did not stop their horses from running at this moment, but this time, they turned against the enemy, kicking the belly of their horses and chasing after the Japanese aircraft.

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

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

Of course, rescuing one's own parachuting pilots is also one of their tasks.

And no matter how chilly the Japanese HNA Major in the sky stood on end, he could only accept the baptism of bullets in pain.

His fighter plane had only lifted less than 50 meters, and before it returned to an altitude of 400 meters, he felt the fuselage was constantly vibrating. Looking sideways, visible bullet holes appeared continuously on the two wings.

The Chinese ground firepower far exceeded his imagination. In just a few seconds, his fighter plane was hit by dozens of bullets. The two fist-sized transparent holes on the wings proved the terrifying power of the high-level and flat dual-purpose machine guns.

A hint of despair finally flashed in Junji Watanabe's eyes. He knew that no matter what the final outcome of this battle was, there was more than a 90% 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 alongside you, but I'm sorry, I can't do it anymore!” A farewell message from a Japanese pilot came through the wireless intercom.

“Take-kun, what do you want to do?” Watanabe Junji was stunned.

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

“Empire, may the military fortune be prosperous!” accompanied by roars.

A warship bomber that had been raised to about 580 meters and was about to escape in 20 seconds flattened its fuselage, and then resolutely lowered its nose and dived!

Out of the corner of the eye of the Japanese navy lieutenant who was still trying to lift the aircraft body, his friend's aircraft No. 09 swooped down like a ferocious golden eagle preying on prey.

Two 30-kilogram 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 misfired. The three machine guns on the 96-ship bomber fired fiercely, aiming at the countless flames blooming on the ground.

Chinese soldiers have warriors who dare to attract aircraft firepower with one man and one horse, and Japanese soldiers are equally as courageous as them.

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

His purpose is not to show the power of Japanese naval fighter planes with bombs and machine guns, but to attract firepower like Chinese veterans so as to earn a glimmer of life for his superiors and colleagues.

Faced with the bravery and fearlessness of their opponents, the best answer given by Chinese soldiers is naturally: Kill you!

The Japanese pilot, like his 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 group also has more than 60 light machine guns. The Japanese aircraft that dived to a low altitude of 200 meters and broke into the ground fire network were like moths to the flames. , it took less than 5 seconds. Although it was not blown up by the volley, the metal body full of bullet holes will definitely frighten patients with intensive care disorder.

Not to mention the pilot inside, in order to save fuel, the bottom of the cockpit was not even equipped with a protective steel plate. As a result, he was beaten into a sieve before the aircraft 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 destined to be disappointed. The time he bought for his colleagues was too short.

The plane's upward movement is not like a dive. The instantaneous speed can reach more than 100 meters per second. However, the engine with more than 700 horsepower can only lift the 1-ton metal fuselage upward at a pitiful speed of more than ten meters per second. Bound by gravity.

Watching his colleagues explode into a ball of fire in order to cover himself, Watanabe Junji, who endured the grief in his heart, only climbed up less than 100 meters during this period, and had not even returned to the 500 meters that he had previously considered dangerous enough. high.

The veteran and his horse not only attracted Junji Watanabe's deadly firepower with their own lives, but also dragged the Japanese navy major into the abyss of death. No matter how hard he climbed, he could not climb out.

A bullet hit the engine. The 7.62mm machine gun bullet actually exhausted its force after flying over nearly 500 meters. The weak kinetic energy was only enough to penetrate the skin but not enough to cause enough damage to the engine. However, the metal foreign object rolled into the engine. The air port caused the Nakajima [Tobacco] 41 air-cooled 9-cylinder engine to emit billowing smoke.

The consequences of the sudden stall are terrible. The speeding aircraft can only rely on inertia to move upwards and upwards. Two seconds later, the terrible gravity offsets the engine's inability to provide more kinetic energy. At that moment, the entire fighter plane It seems to be stagnant in the void, forming an extremely strange still picture.

Cheng Tietshou and Heizi, who were controlling the MG34 machine guns, had already been staring at Junji Watanabe.

More than one-third of the bullet holes in the wings and fuselage of the Japanese Navy Major were caused by this high-rate machine gun equipped with a heavy machine gun-type barrel.

The MG34 machine gun, which can shoot up to 1,000 meters, is one of the best light and heavy dual-purpose machine guns of this era.

The Germans, who were restricted from developing heavy weapons after losing World War I, found a new way to design a "black technology" that will make the Western powers tremble in two years' time.

How could the two best machine gun shooters of the Four Lines Battalion miss such a rare opportunity when the fighter plane lost sufficient maneuverability?

The two machine guns, which were more than 800 meters apart in a straight line, pulled the triggers almost at the same time. Each machine gun fired nearly 40 bullets in 1 second, forming a terrible crossfire. More than 20 bullets all hit the metal fuselage. superior.

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

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

Three consecutive machine gun bullets hit his chest, not only shredding the lungs he relied on to breathe, but also blowing his heart into pieces.

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

The fighter plane with its engine stopped briefly stayed in the void for three seconds, then turned around and went downwards, like a high diving athlete, throwing himself into the embrace of the earth without hesitation.

A loud noise of "Boom!"

A bright firework exploded on the ground.

But only 30 seconds had passed since the bright blood flowers bloomed in the eyes of the Japanese navy.

If you kill my brother, I will kill you!

This is the battlefield.

At this point, the Japanese naval aviation that showed off its power has paid a heavy price.

But this is not the end.

(End of this chapter)

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