The 67th Army is not a soldier that can fight a hundred 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 in Songjiang.
The battlefield is the best melting pot. It is necessary to eliminate the waste and retain the good. It 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 that is soaring at a speed of 100 meters per second, let alone
Vent your rage and shoot a few blind shots into the air. Even if you aim carefully, 99% of the bullets will fall into the void.
Therefore, they did not chase the flying targets and shoot, but aimed at a certain airspace invariably, 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.
Watanabe Junji, who was at a low altitude of less than 400 meters, felt the cold hairs on his neck explode 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's the instinct of a warrior.
Extremely 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 the 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 proverbs about this kind of people! The rafters that stand out will die 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 was that Prime Minister Cao had a habit of collecting famous generals, but the Tang swords and soldiers on this battlefield only wanted 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 knew how many of them poured bullets around the 'White Horse Silver Gun'.
The dense bullets frightened the poor Japanese navy lieutenant so much that the hair on his balls stood on end.
The cavalrymen who were originally running around on the ground still did not stop their horses from running. However, 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 well 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.
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's ground firepower far exceeded his imagination. In just a few seconds, his fighter plane was hit by dozens of bullets. The two transparent holes the size of fists on the wings proved the terror of the high-level and flat dual-purpose machine guns.
A trace 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 had been silent on the ground watching him kill would never let him go. It was very likely that most of the firepower was chasing him and shooting.
"Captain Watanabe, it's an honor to fight alongside you, but I'm sorry, I won't be able to do that anymore!" A farewell message from a Japanese pilot came over the wireless intercom.
"Take Nao-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, the military fortune is prosperous!" accompanied by roars.
A warship bomber that had already reached about 580 meters and was about to escape in 20 seconds flattened its fuselage, and then resolutely lowered its nose and dived!
In the corner of the eye of the Japanese navy lieutenant who was still trying to lift the aircraft, he saw his friend's aircraft No. 09 swooping down like a ferocious golden eagle preying on prey.
Two 30-kilogram aerial bombs hanging under the wings were also dropped, blowing two woods on the ground into a sea of flames. At least two anti-aircraft machine guns misfired.
The three machine guns on the 96th ship's bomber fired violently, aiming at the countless flames blooming on the ground.
The Chinese soldiers have warriors who dare to draw the firepower of aircraft with one man and one horse, and the 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 was not to show the power of Japanese naval fighters with bombs and machine guns, but to attract firepower like a Chinese veteran so that he could earn a living 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 didn’t take more than 5 seconds. Although it was not blown up in the air, 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 to a pulp 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 did not even return to the 500 meters that he had previously considered dangerous enough.
high.
The veteran and his war horse not only attracted Junji Watanabe's deadly firepower with their own lives, but also dragged the Japanese navy lieutenant 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, metal foreign objects 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 and can no longer provide sufficient kinetic energy. At that moment, the entire fighter plane
It seems to be stagnant in the void, forming an extremely strange still picture.
Cheng Tieshou 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 Japanese Navy Major's wings and fuselage 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.
After losing World War I and being restricted from developing heavy weapons, the Germans found a new way to design a "black technology" that will make the Western powers tremble in fear two years later.
When the fighter plane lost enough maneuverability, how could the two best machine gun shooters of the Four Lines Battalion miss such a rare opportunity?
The two machine guns, which were more than 800 meters apart in a straight line, pulled the triggers almost simultaneously. Each machine gun fired nearly 40 rounds of bullets in 1 second, forming a terrible crossfire. More than 20 bullets all hit the metal fuselage.
superior.
"I was shot?" Watanabe Junji 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 jet with its engine stopped briefly stayed in the void for three seconds before turning around and heading downwards, like a high diving athlete, throwing himself into the embrace of the earth without hesitation.
There was a loud noise of "Boom!"
A bright firework exploded on the ground.
And this kind of brilliance, only 30 seconds had passed before 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.
This chapter has been completed!