The supplies and ammunition box with the parachute hanging on it swayed down, hitting the ground with a clang and sinking deeply.
The Japanese soldiers, who were dizzy from hunger, crawled out of the trenches one after another as if they had been given blood, and rushed towards the boxes with red eyes, as if they wanted to eat them alive.
The Japanese soldiers have been really hungry and scared these days. They have been trapped in the mountains, drinking blood and chewing grass roots. Now that they see the supplies being dropped from the air, they rush up like desperadoes.
"Fuck! Fire! Fire!"
The brothers led by Liu Yidao rushed to a hilltop occupied by the Japs and shot away the remaining Japs with a few shots. They happened to catch a glimpse of the airdropped supplies falling on a large clearing in front of them.
The brothers didn't care about breathing, they lay down one after another, pulled the bolts of their guns, held their guns and fired at the Japanese soldiers who were rushing towards the supplies.
"Da da da--"
The light machine gun trembled and beat the few Japs who had just rushed to the wooden box of supplies into a bloody sieve. They were holding on to the wooden box and their bodies collapsed on the ground.
"Fight! Fight! Don't let the little devil succeed!"
The company commanders of each company were shouting, light and heavy fires were fired one after another, and bullets like water splashed towards the Japanese's heads.
Before the Japanese soldiers who rushed towards the box had time to be happy, their bodies were covered with transparent holes, blood was gushing out, and then they fell to the ground in pieces.
"Baga! Baga ya road!"
The Japanese commanders screamed angrily, seeing the supplies right in front of them, but they couldn't get past them.
"Shoot! Cover!"
The Japanese were also anxious. These supplies and ammunition were related to their life and death, and they must not lose anything. They fired at Liu Yidao and the others across the open space, covering a group of desperadoes who rushed forward, trying to snatch the supplies back.
"Damn it, please bring up the mortars!" Seeing the Japanese working so hard for a few supplies, how could Liu Yidao let them get what they wanted.
The Japanese plane saw the fighting below and knew that the airdrop site was unusable, so it hurriedly climbed up and circled, but no one could get the dropped supplies.
Another group of Japanese soldiers rushed out and broke through the hail of bullets from the Chinese officers and soldiers. They were covered in scars and trying to run back while dragging their boxes. They began to fight tooth and nail for the ammunition and food.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The sound of artillery shells tearing through the air sounded, and the two mortars that were brought up began to roar.
"Boom!"
The shells landed among the Japanese soldiers who were returning to grab supplies. With a flash of red light, the Japanese soldiers and the wooden boxes filled with supplies were blown to pieces.
Gunpowder smoke filled the air, and mortars were fired continuously, blasting away the Japanese who rushed to the clearing and destroying all the supplies.
Seeing that the life-saving supplies were blown up into ashes by a burst of random bombardment by Chinese officers and soldiers, the little devil was so angry that his eyes suddenly turned red.
Exploding these supplies means that they will continue to starve, which is no different from killing them.
"Kill Gai Gai!"
The Japanese commander was so angry that he led the Japanese to attack Liu Yidao and others to vent his anger for blowing up their supplies.
"Hahaha, little devil, come on! Grandpa will give you a shot!"
Seeing the angry little Jaap rushing over, the brothers laughed and pulled the trigger.
Bullets whizzed around in the air, shattering dead grass, and blood mist also filled the air.
The Japanese are like weaklings now. They need bullets but no bullets, and they need food but no food. They are at the end of their rope. A hail of bullets will pass by the brothers, and they will be killed and wounded in a mess.
The enemy's anger was not vented. They had to retreat to the trench after hitting a nail and leaving corpses all over the ground. Looking at the exploded materials, they felt like crying and could only look for a new airdrop location to make guidance signs.
This time they learned the lesson. Although it was difficult to find flat places like the rugged mountains, they were determined to stay away from the line of fire to prevent being destroyed by Chinese officers and soldiers again.
But when the little devils were searching for an airdrop location to guide the plane to airdrop, they suddenly found that their plane flew to the side of the squadron, and then began to airdrop.
"Captain, look..." Seeing this scene, the Japanese soldiers were stunned and stunned.
"Asshole! That's the Chinese defense zone!"
Seeing countless supplies slowly descending to the side of the squadron under the buffering effect of parachutes, the angry Japanese commanders jumped up and cursed, but it didn't help.
"Attack! Take it back!"
The Japanese soldiers were completely anxious. While reporting the new situation to their superiors, they rushed over here.
However, the Chinese defenders' positions had already established a deep fire network. Although the Japs concentrated all their ammunition, they were repelled after a long rampage.
"Hahaha, the little devil must be dumbfounded now."
Looking at the supplies and ammunition that kept falling on the falsely marked open space on our side, the brothers all smiled from ear to ear and waved to thank the Japanese soldiers' transport plane.
"Tanzuo, you are so awesome!"
Seeing that he had tricked Japanese planes into airdropping supplies and ammunition using fake logos, the brothers admired Yang Ling very much.
However, Yang Ling's face was not very happy, because there were many airdrop locations for the Japs. Although they deceived a lot, the Japs also got a certain amount of supplies.
However, he was satisfied that he had deceived the Japanese, and hurriedly ordered: "Move all the things back quickly, the Japanese will drop bombs later."
"Quick! Quick, don't stand still and move things."
"Everyone, there are all good things!" Soon a brother came over happily with bullets and cans in his hands.
The Japanese airdropped a lot of supplies this time. Boxes and boxes of bullets and shells. The brothers captured a lot of Japanese 38 rifles and crooked machine guns, which can be used immediately.
The polished rice, dried meat and canned food dropped by the air also became the trophies of Yang Ling and the others, making the brothers laugh from ear to ear.
Although they did not run out of food during the battle, their food was not very good. They were eating steamed buns and wild vegetable porridge all day long, and their mouths almost turned pale. Now that such rich trophies are placed in front of them, how can they not let them go?
They are happy.
"Tell the cooking team that we will serve meat today!"
Yang Ling also knew that the brothers fought hard and had no intention of keeping them. He waved his hand to satisfy the brothers' appetites.
The brothers cheered one after another, and the overwhelming sound reached the Japanese side, which made the Japanese angry and itchy, but they didn't even have the strength to curse, so they could only send a telegram to request another airdrop.
When the airdrop error telegram was sent to the 11th Army Headquarters, Commander Okamura Neiji was also very angry.
They finally managed to urgently mobilize a batch of grain and ammunition to be airdropped to Wanjialing, but they didn't expect that most of them would be dropped on the Chinese Army's positions. It was equivalent to becoming the captain of the transportation brigade. Now they are dumb and unable to speak out their sufferings.
But the Japanese soldiers of the 106th Division were still hungry. While cursing the aviation force for being useless and bastards, he had to think of ways to raise supplies and ammunition again and drop them at Wanjialing.