Of course, the Japanese bomber formation turned to better enter the dive bombing channel. There was an angle of nearly 40 degrees between the Beijing-Hangzhou National Highway and the direction of the Japanese planes. Under the leadership of the fighter jets, the twelve dive bombers spent more than one minute.
Time made a graceful U-turn in the sky and officially entered the bombing channel facing the Beijing-Hangzhou National Highway.
"Gentlemen, the dessert before the feast is here. Choose your target freely, attack, and the empire's military fortune will be prosperous!" Takeyama Nobita slammed the nose of the machine and roared ferociously.
Although he did not use the intercom this time, he believed that the 12 dive bombers following him were the best warriors of the Imperial Navy, and they would understand.
Although the dive speed of the 96 fighter is not as fast as that of the dive bomber, the speed when entering the dive stage can reach 130 meters per second. The high-speed dive makes Nobita Takeyama's adrenaline surge rapidly. He holds the machine gun trigger tightly with his hand. As soon as he enters 200
At a low altitude of meters, he can shoot at the convoy that is still speeding on the road.
However, what makes Nobita Takeyama a little confused is that the Chinese are definitely not blind. Why don't they stop the car and hide in the wilderness? Instead, they choose to continue driving their cars and flee crazily. Do they think that they can only travel a few dozen kilometers with their cars?
Can you escape from a fighter plane with a speed of several hundred kilometers per hour?
Perhaps, the Chinese commander was frightened! Or perhaps, the Chinese have no experience in dealing with aircraft bombings. The time it takes to dive from an altitude of 1,500 meters to 300 meters or even 200 meters will never exceed 10 seconds, Zhushan
Nobita also didn't have much time to guess the true intention of the Chinese army who refused to abandon the car and flee.
A convoy with a length of at least 3 kilometers is enough to carry an infantry regiment of 3,000 people. The information he got from the fleet headquarters was to bomb an infantry regiment. From now on, it seems that he has not found the wrong target.
Nobita Takeyama didn't know that his doubts had been experienced by someone similar to him. Fifteen years later, when the Red Republic fought fiercely with the imperialist army in the ice and snow in the north, such a scene would also happen. The Air Force at that time
The captain was also puzzled and pursued like him, blowing the running convoy into dust and proudly returning to the base to receive military merit.
But it was not until a famous general of the Republic wrote his memoirs many years later that the old air force captain was dumbfounded, and the doubts that had been in his mind for many years were resolved. He blew up the running convoy, but there were thousands of people in it.
The infantrymen survived in the wilderness. Those crazy pilots protected thousands of comrades with their own lives.
If you want to force the convoy to a stop and turn the entire convoy and the infantry into sweet pastries, then destroy the leading vehicle so that the convoy cannot continue to move on the road. Takeyama Nobita was so brazen that he lowered his height to 50 meters and faced the first vehicle.
He pulled the trigger of the truck that continued to rush toward him and his fighter plane, sending sparks flying from the first truck. He still didn't fully understand the Chinese's intention.
However, the moment he passed by the burning truck that was still moving forward, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.
It was not because he saw the long branches tied to the back of the truck, but because he remembered the face of the Chinese soldier driving the truck opposite. The shortest distance between the two was only 80 meters, which was enough for him to see clearly the young man behind the glass opposite.
Face. There was anger and madness on that face, but there was no panic that he wanted to see.
He could even feel the contempt on the young face. The Chinese soldier seemed to be very calm about his arrival, even if the machine gun bullet shattered the glass window and penetrated his body.
He did not greet death in panic, but calmly.
However, didn't he know that not only would he meet death, but dozens of comrades in his car would also die with him?
The Japanese Lieutenant Colonel's doubts were increasing little by little, but the speed would not slow down. The 96 fighter jet made a sharp roar in the air, and the machine gun under the belly of the aircraft sprayed two tongues of flame towards the convoy.
The first car whose fuel tank was shot out and burning was still running wildly. Even though its driver was dead, the Japanese lieutenant colonel who had passed by at high speed had no chance to see that the dead young Chinese second lieutenant had already pressed a branch tightly against it.
on the accelerator, but his hands were still firmly holding the steering wheel.
Even if he was already dead, he could not stop the car and cause the entire convoy to stop, making him a living target for the Japanese aircraft. Even if he was a dead bait, he had to buy more time for his air force brothers. His strong will actually allowed a man to stop.
The still bleeding corpse drove the car forward for nearly a hundred meters before rushing diagonally toward the fields under the road until it hit a dirt slope and the entire car turned over, igniting a bigger fire.
The soldier in the second car had tears streaming down his face, but he continued to drive forward without hesitation. In front of him, the Japanese dive bombers were pressing down heavily. He had no time to worry about his comrades' battles.
Death, the only thing he can do is to welcome death like his comrades.
Then, Nobita Takeyama, who numbly pulled the trigger and passed over the convoy at high speed, saw the branches behind each car. It was those branches that stirred up the dust in the sky and blocked their sight. Why do the Chinese use dust to block their sight?
What are they covering? Thinking again of the angry but not panic-stricken faces of the Chinese soldiers, Nobita Takeyama's heart sank suddenly.
He seemed to have understood something. This convoy was a decoy and empty. They had withdrawn their infantry into the fields in advance, hoping that the Imperial Air Force would blow up the convoy. They sacrificed the convoy to save personnel. It had to be said,
The Japanese lieutenant colonel who suddenly figured out this link was somewhat impressed by the Chinese commander's "golden cicada's escape".
Unfortunately, even if he knew it, it was too late now. The biggest drawback of the lack of enough wireless communication devices is that the fleet that has entered the attack state cannot see the command he issued with the vibration of its wings. What's more, in this high-speed and low-altitude state
, he shook the tips of his wings almost as if he was seeking death.
A dive bomber following him 800 meters away and 400 meters in the air had also dropped a 250kg aerial bomb under its belly.
The heat wave generated by the violent explosion of "Boom" even made Nobita Takeyama, 800 meters away, feel the scorching heat caused by the aerial bomb explosion on his back. The outcome of the convoy at the center of the explosion can be imagined.
In fact, the bomb did not hit the road accurately. The explosion point was in a field 30 meters away from the road. However, even so, the five trucks running wildly on the road seemed to be held by an invisible big hand.
It rolled and overturned to the other side of the road without any resistance. The several-ton truck was instantly twisted and deformed along with the steel plate in front of the carriage and the front of the truck.
A terrifying crater with a diameter of more than 6 meters and a depth of three to four meters appeared in the field, demonstrating the power of 250 kilograms of high explosives. If it hit the road, the entire road would undoubtedly be cut off.
250 kilograms, 30 kilograms, one after another aerial bombs were dropped by the Japanese aircraft that reached the dive height. The entire highway, including both sides of the highway, was filled with thick smoke. No one knew what the condition of the convoy inside was.
, although everyone knows that it is difficult for anyone to survive such a terrible bombing, they still have a glimmer of hope after all.
Because that is their comrade-in-arms.
Liu Lang stood in the woods with his hands down, quietly watching everything that happened 1,500 meters away. There was no expression on his round face, as if he was not touched by the hellish scene in front of him at all. You know, those
However, he died at his request.
"Executioner!" The little reporter bit her lip tightly and wiped the surging tears with the back of her hand, whispering in a voice that only she could hear.
Normally, the stubborn little girl would have screamed heart-breakingly, but after seeing the power of the Japanese aerial bomb, she realized the helplessness of the heroic leader in front of her. The heat wave of the explosion more than 2,000 meters away
It can blow the branches here to sway wildly. Without the sacrifices of those people, more people may die in this wilderness. An aerial bomb can kill at least hundreds of Chinese soldiers in this forest.
Turn into ashes together.
The independent regiment may have suffered heavy casualties here before reaching the Songjiang front line.
However, he personally sent those people to death, shouldn't he show a trace of sadness? This is the young reporter's deepest resentment towards Liu Lang at this time.
Tears blocked her sight. She did not see Liu Lang's quietly clenched hands. She also did not know Liu Lang's habit. The calmer he was, the angrier he became, just like the "Tiger of the West".
He wanted to order the machine guns and machine guns deployed on the ground to fire, but he had to wait. The distance was too far and the range of the anti-aircraft machine guns was insufficient. On the one hand, it was easy for the Japanese planes to escape. On the other hand, he had to wait for the Japanese planes.
Throw away all the bombs under their aircraft. Otherwise, even if a 30 kilogram bomb explodes in the wilderness hiding from thousands of infantry, it may take away more than 50 casualties from the death squads. He cannot gamble with the lives of soldiers on the loss of Japanese aircraft.
is accurate or not.
More importantly, the Chinese Air Force hadn't arrived yet, so he had to wait until they swooped down from high altitudes and these low-altitude Japanese planes frantically pulled up to reveal their fragile bellies.
Without Liu Lang's order, no one dared to fire at all machine gun fire points, even if their hands had been on the trigger for a long time.
Finally, as a terrifying roar came from the sky, the Japanese planes in the sky stopped circling leisurely like frightened birds.
"Your Majesty Lieutenant Colonel, the Chinese plane is coming." The panicked voice suddenly rang on the intercom of Takeyama Nobita, who was covered in cold blood.
"Fire, fire, hit me hard. Give me all the light and heavy machine guns in both regiments." Liu Lang's eyes suddenly turned blood red.
In the wilderness, gunshots like popping beans suddenly rang out.
Looking down from the sky, the gray field suddenly looked like a hedgehog that was awakened and suddenly spread its spines.
Those thorns are very sharp and very hot.
Nobita Takeyama's heart sank completely as he was pulling up the plane.
This is a huge conspiracy, and he was tricked by the Chinese.