The rain of metal bullets sprayed from the machine gun wiped the tail of the Japanese aircraft.**
"Fuck, you're just a little short of hitting it!"
Seeing the bullets passing by the Japanese plane, and when he tried to shoot again, it was already dead, Kashiwa was so angry that he punched the wall.
"Master, don't lose heart!" Li Jinling said as he took out two more bullet belts from the ammunition box and placed them on the ground. Although the shooting just lasted for just over ten seconds, each of the two bullet belts had 250 rounds.
More than a hundred rounds have been fired and the bullets need to be loaded at any time.
Bai Jingran held the machine gun again and stared at the sky outside the shooting hole. Rumbling explosions continued to come from various positions, making people dizzy, but he turned a deaf ear and waited patiently.
When the next target appeared, Li Jinling squatted aside silently, and the No. 1 and 2 officers of the 400 Division silently prepared for battle like two ordinary soldiers.
A Japanese Type 97 dive bomber suddenly appeared directly above the shooting hole in the distance, swooped down to the left, and prepared to drop bombs on the position. After learning the lesson just now, the machine gun aimed at the aircraft immediately, but Kashiwa Jingran did not
Open fire immediately, but continue to move the machine gun along its flight path, aim the muzzle at the airspace it will pass through, and fire violently. The remaining more than a hundred rounds of bullets formed two dark red fire dragons and rushed into the air.
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The left wing of the Japanese bomber, which was in low-flying dive, was suddenly hit by a machine gun bullet. The fuel tank on the wing exploded immediately. The aircraft immediately lost its balance, rolled and crashed on the ground outside the airport. There was a loud "bang" and flames in the sky.
The broken pieces of the plane flew everywhere and scattered all over the ground.
"Okay, it's down!" Bai Jingran clenched his fist with his right hand excitedly and waved it in the air.
"Okay, Master is so awesome!" Li Jinling on the side also said excitedly as he picked up the bullet belt on the ground and deposited it into the magazine of the machine gun.
At this time, soldiers from several air defense and anti-aircraft artillery positions finally arrived. Seeing that Bai Jingran had shot down an enemy plane, their morale was also high, and several soldiers immediately began to turn their quadruple-mounted second bombs.
For the ten-millimeter anti-aircraft gun, the loader is responsible for loading the shells, the aiming hand sits on the aiming position, and the gunner holds the position beside him and starts shooting.
The four anti-aircraft guns fired back and forth, intertwining into a powerful fire net in the sky, posing a lot of threats to the Japanese planes that came to bomb. The anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns cooperated with each other to form a protective umbrella, blocking the Japanese planes in their positions.
outside.
"Nine o'clock direction, visual distance is 200 meters above the sky. The Japanese dive bomber is approaching." The anti-aircraft artillery gunner said while raising his head to observe. The loader immediately loaded the shells, and the aiming hand immediately stirred the steering gear and height machine, and the large cross ring
type direct sight, and immediately aimed at the incoming Japanese dive bomber. As soon as he stepped on the shooting switch, "bounce..." the shells were fired at the diving bomber like a barrage of shells.
The Japanese dive bomber continued to evade left and right while diving, and several anti-aircraft artillery shells flew past it. It was not until it reached a height of more than 80 meters that it was hit by a shell in the tail. While thick smoke was rising, it was also heading towards
It fell rapidly. The Japanese pilot was quite fierce. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to control the plane and crashed it towards the anti-aircraft artillery position.
"Lao Li, get down quickly!"
Bai Jingran, who saw this scene from the shooting hole, quickly abandoned the anti-aircraft machine gun, turned around and knocked Li Jinling standing next to him to the ground. He also hurriedly fell to the ground with his arms and legs bent, and he crawled forward quickly with his hands and feet.
The two of them lay down in the bunker together.
The dive bomber turned and plummeted down and landed next to the anti-aircraft artillery position. The huge impact of the fighter plane crashing to the ground knocked a deep hole into the stiff ground. Although it did not hit directly, it also affected the anti-aircraft artillery position.
, everyone in the bunker felt a strong vibration. Gravel and soil fell from the bunker's upper cover, covering the two people. Steel fragments also fell from the uncovered bunker where the anti-aircraft guns were placed.
Several soldiers firing anti-aircraft artillery were unable to escape and were hit one after another. They fell to the ground on the spot, and the blood flowed out and stained the ground red.
"Master, are you okay?" Li Jinling shook off the gravel and soil on his body and sat up. He pulled Bai Jingran up and asked tightly. Bai Jingran is the backbone of the 400th Division, so he must not have anything happen to him.
"I'm fine, I just scratched my skin a little bit." Bai Jingran also struggled to sit up, and there was a red and swollen patch on his forehead, which was obviously caused by his fall.
"Quick, go over and see how the injured brothers are doing." Bai Jingran got up first, bent over and trotted towards the soldiers lying next to the anti-aircraft gun.
After walking to the anti-aircraft gun emplacement, he discovered that the steel fragments and hard rocks caused by the explosion of the plane had caused serious injuries to the soldiers who hurried over without wearing helmets. One of the soldiers had a piece of palm-sized stone stuck in his head.
There were pieces of iron, and Bai Jingran knew that he was hopeless without even checking his breathing.
"This one is still breathing!" Li Jinling probed the nose of the loader soldier who was lying beside the wall of the bunker. While flattening the soldier's body, he placed his hands outside his heart and pressed hard, hoping to revive him.
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Bai Jingran came over after seeing Li Jinling's actions. Just when he was about to bend down to check, he inadvertently saw a burning flame coming out of the corner of the wall. He quickly turned his head to take a closer look. He didn't know what he was looking for. He was shocked when he saw it.
Big jump, a fragment of an aircraft fuel tank was burning in a pile of open anti-aircraft artillery ammunition boxes, and several wooden ammunition boxes that still contained anti-aircraft artillery shells were already burning.
"Run!"
Bai Jingran picked up Li Jinling, who was still doing first aid, and ran towards the entrance of the traffic trench of the anti-aircraft artillery position. He turned a corner after entering the trench, and before running very far, there were a series of explosions behind him.
.A man hurried forward and fell to the ground, protecting his head with his hands and surrendering to the ground like an ostrich. The shock wave caused by the explosion of the artillery shell mixed with the heat wave, poured into the traffic trench, and rolled over the heads of the two men.
One morning, after two narrow escapes within half an hour, Bai Jingran and Li Jinling looked at each other and were speechless for a while.
"Fuck, what kind of war is this!" After a while, Bai Jingran finally cursed: "What happened to our air force? Why haven't we come here yet?"
Li Jinling smiled bitterly and said: "Master, now the Third Flying Regiment at Lingbei Airport is undergoing a large-scale change of equipment. I'm afraid there won't be much time to support us these days. But we didn't have the air force to support us at any time, didn't we still fight against the Japanese? Why?
Now that I'm rich, I won't fight anymore."
"snort!"
Bai Jingran snorted coldly and remained silent.
At this moment, Li Jinling suddenly pointed to the sky and shouted: "Master, drive faster, our reinforcements are coming!"
Bai Jingran looked up and found a group of dark clouds coming from the western sky. Bai Jingran knew without thinking that the fighter planes coming from this direction must be from his side.
Bai Jingran's guess was correct. The fighter plane flying over now was the fighter plane coming for reinforcements from the First Air Division, and the leader was Zheng Shaoyu, the commander of the First Air Division.
The fighter planes that came to reinforce this time included one squadron each of the first and second pilots, as well as Zhang Jia's thunder and lightning squadron. There were more than 80 fighter planes in total. Among them, the first and second flight groups had not had time to change their equipment, and the pilots were still flying.
They are F4F Wildcat fighters. Only Zhang Jia's third squadron is equipped with P47 Thunder fighters.
Seeing the black Japanese planes in the sky brazenly bombing the 400th Division, the pilots were extremely angry. Zheng Shaoyu flew a thunder fighter at an altitude of 8,000 meters, watching the distant fighters calmly issuing orders.
Follow the order.
"The first squadron went forward to contain the Japanese fighter planes, the second squadron attacked the Japanese bombers, and the third squadron went out freely. There was only one purpose. We must not let the Japanese harm our brothers in the 400th Division."
"First squadron received it!"
"Second Squadron understands!"
"Squadron Three understands!"
Following Zheng Shaoyu's order, fighter planes quickly rushed towards the Japanese planes.
When Feng Xiaoming and Liu Gang piloted their fighter planes down to an altitude of 4,800 meters, two Japanese Type 97 fighter jets saw Feng Xiaoming's two fighter planes and immediately rushed over, as if they were treating them as delicious pastries.
"These little devils are so rampant that they treat me as a piece of cake. Do you really think that I am afraid of you because there are so many of you?"
Seeing the Japanese plane flying from the south-southwest direction, Feng Xiaoming did not hesitate at all. He led Liu Gang and Liu Gang to climb to an altitude of 5,000 meters in the direction of the Japanese plane, and soon disappeared into the clouds.
It was two hundred meters higher than the enemy planes, making it difficult for the two 97 fighter planes to spot them.
One thousand meters, five hundred meters, three hundred meters, the distance of the Yuri fighter is getting closer and closer. Feng Xiaoming pushed the joystick, and the Thunder fighter jet lowered its nose at a twenty-degree angle, breaking away from the cover of the clouds.
It roared downwards and pounced head-on towards a Japanese Type 97 fighter jet.
Feng Xiaoming, who roared down like a heavy artillery piece, rushed towards the Japanese plane. Because the distance was so close and the speed was so fast, the Japanese army had no time to react. Just when the two planes were about to pass each other, Feng Xiaoming pressed
When the machine gun's firing button was pressed, the eight 12.7-caliber Browning machine guns immediately spurted out engulfing flames. The Japanese aircraft was punched with several rows of single holes from the nose to the tail by the bullets fired from the machine guns. The enemy aircraft was instantly in the air.
A fire broke out, and the tail auxiliary wing was knocked off. It immediately lost its balance and fell downwards with thick smoke.
At the same time, Feng Xiaoming pulled the control stick and pushed the throttle to the maximum. The aircraft immediately changed from a descent to a rapid upward movement, performed a difficult 360-degree roll in the inner circle, and then pulled the left wing and flew slightly towards the direction.
In front of the plane, the nose of the plane immediately began to bite its tail and chased another Japanese Type 97 fighter...
ps: Thank you Pastor Huanhuan, 56075555, cjj71, nkj8084, for the reward of the cold night, wind and rain, etc.!