At that time, Hu Biao used some serious gun oil from the Maozi family to use the M1918A2 Browning light machine gun that had accompanied him on several missions.
With skilled movements, a careful maintenance was completed.
Next, in what could be said to be a rare leisure time in the entire mission, Hu Biao was like an idle man in the countryside, lazily loading one round of 0.3-60 bullets into the empty magazine.
By the way! By the end of 1942, the lease bill signed by Maozi and Uncle Sam's family had been implemented for more than a year.
During this period of time, a large amount of materials were transported through the Arctic Ocean routes.
Although a large part of it is heavy equipment such as machinery, automobiles, oil, aircraft and cannons, or raw materials.
But there are still some things like small arms and ammunition.
So the 0.3-60 caliber bullets used by the soldiers, the 0.45 caliber pistol bullets of the Thompson submachine gun, and the 0.5 caliber bullets of Laoganma.
After a lot of fooling around and trading, I still managed to get a batch of these bullets.
The number may not be too much, but it can barely satisfy the needs of the Zhongzhou team; there is no need for Hu Biao to waste the few remaining system points on such a few bullets.
Then, Hu Biao was thinking about why Mao still didn't come after being away for so long, and what he should eat for lunch.
Suddenly, a burst of violent artillery fire and explosions came from a distance, some of which were terrifyingly loud.
Damn it, the sound should have come from Mamayev Hill.
This made Hu Biao reflect. It must have been quiet for such a long time. It was because the German players were secretly holding back their big moves. Now they have finally held back and are ready for a large-scale offensive operation.
Just when Hu Biao was about to pick up the Motorola walkie-talkie next to him and ask the flying falcon about the situation over at Mamayev Heights.
An even bigger shock occurred, and bursts of extremely shrill sirens sounded again in such a city full of ruins. The harsh sound made people's brains hurt.
Some alerts like this represent a surprising content:
Air raids, or the German side started a large-scale air raid.
Because in normal times, the small scene of the German army dispatching ten or twenty planes would not have caused such a big reaction from the Maozi defenders in the city.
After thinking of something, Hu Biao picked up the walkie-talkie and light machine gun at hand and rushed out of Workshop No. 7.
As soon as he raised his head, Hu Biao could see more than 300 planes flying in from the direction occupied by the German army outside the city in the sky without putting a telescope on his eyes.
On Maozi's side, there were also seventy or eighty planes approaching, and the gap in strength was quite large.
By the way! There are scenes about air raids.
When I was on the Songhu battlefield, I saw the scene of twenty or thirty aircrafts fighting and attacking the ground on both sides. It was already the biggest movement that a bumpkin from the Eastern battlefield like Hu Biao had ever seen.
But an air raid of that scale still left a huge psychological shadow on him.
As soon as he saw the current scene, especially when he saw that there were more than 20 planes flying towards the tractor factory, he immediately felt a huge thrill all over his body.
Turning back to the people in Workshop No. 7, he shouted:
"Quick, those who can hold guns are ready to fight immediately; Natasha, you and the seriously injured people are transferred immediately to the air-raid shelter next to Workshop No. 1. You must not come out until the air raid is over."
Immediately, under Hu Biao's order, everyone in Workshop No. 7 hurriedly took action.
Because the warehouse manager, Da Huliu, Yang Dongli, Fei Falcon and others were busy with other matters with a small number of staff, there are currently only more than 80 combatants in Workshop No. 7.
However, even this small number of people must immediately enter the defensive position.
In order to prevent the Germans from taking advantage of this opportunity to quickly break into the tractor factory.
The most correct thing to do was to quickly move the seriously injured people to the air-raid shelter with the help of Mao Mei's nurse.
Because looking at today's situation, Hu Biao vaguely realized that Workshop No. 7, where they had been staying for a few days, might not be able to save it.
Hu Biao's guess was correct. Those German planes that seemed far away quickly arrived at the tractor factory.
There are almost 8 BF109 fighter jets and about 4 BF110 fighter jets.
Covering a total of 10 Stuka dive bombers, they launched an attack on the tractor factory.
Facing so many enemy aircraft, because the tractor factory was relatively important, seven or eight anti-aircraft guns and more than a dozen anti-aircraft machine guns arranged in and around the factory began to fire into the sky.
Just relying on this kind of firepower, without the help of Maozi Kong, today's tractor factory would have suffered a huge loss.
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Not to mention that after shouting the order, Hu Biao immediately climbed behind a sandbag fortification and looked outside the wall with gaps everywhere.
As a result, I opened my eyes wide, but I didn't see any German soldiers appearing.
A group of Mao girls, under his order, helped move the seriously injured people to the air-raid shelter. Although the air in the air-raid shelter was not good, it was at least safe...
"Jason, just relax, you'll be fine."
At this moment, the fake foreign devil is still in a state of severe anemia after losing a lot of blood yesterday and is still unable to move quickly on his own strength.
A hairy girl named Vera put one of Jason's arms on her shoulders and helped her move.
Seeing the nervousness on Jason's face and feeling the movement of the hand on his shoulder, he immediately said something comforting in his mouth.
By the way! Jason is an old bird who has been through countless missions and died several times.
Facing the scene in front of him, he was extremely nervous now.
The current expression on his face is nothing more than teasing the pretty girl. Didn't you notice that girl Vera was getting closer to him in her nervousness?
That kind of feeling is very enjoyable for a veteran SP like Fake Foreign Devil.
And a greater benefit has not yet begun.
It was a BF109 fighter jet. When it swooped down towards the area where they were, it found that it could not dodge Vera, so it made a brave move.
After pushing Jason to the ground, he lay on top of him, which was a way of blocking the bullet for the fake foreign devil.
Then, Jason was delighted to find that his face was buried in a large area of softness.
As for worries and fears, they don't exist at all.
Because with Jason's rich combat experience, he immediately saw that the target of this Stuka fighter was not the defeated remnants like them at all.
Instead, outside Workshop No. 3, there was a Deshka 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun pointing in the air and firing wildly.
Under normal circumstances, this kind of air attack will not pay attention to these hard-working infantry until it has dealt with the ground firepower.
This was indeed the case. After the Stuka flew over their heads, it started firing wildly at that anti-aircraft firepower point.
Until the Deshka 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun was completely shut down.
At this moment, Vera finally realized that she was overreacting. After getting up, she glared at Jason hatefully.
But what he didn't know was that such a shy little appearance as Mao Meizi made Jason, an old SP, feel itchy even more.
The problem is that on such a cruel battlefield, accidents often happen suddenly.
Before Jason could even open his mouth to comfort the Vera girl, he saw with horror in his wide eyes that another BF109 fighter jet dived down.
The two machine guns on the wings actually opened fire on them.
Then, Vera, a cute girl with a little freckles on her face, was hit on the left shoulder by a string of powerful bullets right in front of his eyes.
Along with the part that made Jason feel good just now, it was blown up directly like this.
When the dense blood was sprayed on Jason's face, the fake foreign devil found that he was no longer anemic in his unprecedented anger.
In other words, he currently lacks the blood of German soldiers.
Only the blood of endless German sticks can calm his anger.
It was also during this time that Workshop No. 7 suddenly collapsed due to a huge explosion, and at the same time, a fire broke out in it.
That was when an aerial bomb fell into it, causing horrific damage.