Large-caliber bullets fired from the aircraft's machine guns and small aerial bombs weighing fifty kilograms fell from the sky, killing nearly a thousand soldiers of the Independent Regiment as much as possible, killing groups of Eighth Route Army troops and blowing them up!
The soldiers of the Independent Regiment, who were originally full of fear of airplanes, faced a cruel and bloody battlefield, faced with a battle situation in which they were passively beaten and had no ability to fight back, and their fearful faces were unknowingly covered by despair.
Once a person is in a state of despair, orders, usual training... will be completely forgotten by him.
In this case, they just want to be headless flies running around in a battlefield filled with the smell of death to vent their inner fears.
But the result of this was that a lot of inner fear was vented, but his own life was lost.
The more chaotic the Eighth Route Army on the ground is, the more effective the aircraft can achieve.
After a few rounds of fighting, the Japanese pilots gradually became arrogant. Whether they were fighters or bombers, in order to ensure the hit rate and achieve greater results, regardless of the flight rules, they all dropped bombs and fired bullets close to the ground.
At this time, Wang Ping, who was lying on the ground under the protection of the guards, his whole face was already flushed with anger.
Everywhere he looked, there were corpses of the Eighth Route Army soldiers who had been frightened to death and broken arms that had been blown to pieces. Wang Ping even saw a company commander not far from him being shot in two by a large-caliber bullet.
His eyes were wide open until he died, full of fear and despair.
"No, we can no longer be beaten passively. We must force the Japanese planes to high altitudes and attack us so close to the ground. No matter how many troops we have, they will be blown up completely!" Wang Ping shouted with gritted teeth.
Then, regardless of the objections of the political commissar, he shouted directly to the guard company commander Zhong Yusheng beside him: "Machine gunner, the machine gunners nearby are approaching me immediately, hurry up!"
The guard company was originally the unit equipped with the most machine guns. One infantry platoon had two crooked guns, and with the ambush approaching, a total of 14 machine guns were quickly gathered around Wang Ping.
"Comrades, the Japanese planes are too arrogant. I plan to lead everyone to fight back and avenge the sacrificed soldiers. If you are not afraid of death, follow me. If you are afraid, I don't blame him. I will just hand over the machine gun in my hand to others."
Wang Ping ordered with a murderous look on his face.
"Listen up, wait for the Japanese plane to swoop over, let's shoot in the air together, stare at the Japanese plane and shoot. The plane is fast, don't aim directly at the fuselage, push forward and shoot at a distance of the fuselage, are you clear?
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No one proposed to quit, everyone looked determined, and there was a hint of cruelty in their determination.
Although the huge casualties made everyone fear airplanes, it also aroused the murderous intention and bestiality in everyone's hearts.
At this moment, a bomber dived towards them.
Looking now, this bomber is nearly one kilometer away from us and its altitude is over 300 meters.
But based on experience, Wang Ping was certain that the Japanese would dive with the bomber until it was almost fifty meters above the ground before accurately dropping the bomb.
"Group two, prepare to shoot in the air!" Wang Ping ordered with a serious look.
"Remember what I just said, aim at the fuselage in front of the aircraft and shoot at it, and shoot at the Japanese plane. Don't shoot at the wings. Shooting at the wings is useless!"
"Get ready..." There were about thirty machine gunners. Half of the soldiers raised the machine gun bipod with both hands to ensure that the muzzle of the machine gun was pointed at the sky. Half of the soldiers squatted on the ground, put the butt of the gun on their shoulders, and held it tightly.
Hold the machine gun butt and be ready to shoot.
The kid piloting the bomber saw dozens of people like Wang Ping at a glance, but he didn't take them seriously at all.
"Nani, use a machine gun to shoot at the plane. Do they think the machine gun in their hand is an anti-aircraft machine gun? It is indeed a Tubalu, stupid Chinese!" the pilot said with a mocking look on his face.
Then he controlled the plane to swoop towards Wang Ping, preparing to reward Wang Ping with an aerial bomb.
"Five hundred meters... four hundred meters... three hundred meters... two hundred meters..." Wang Ping, who was staring closely at the Japanese bomber, silently calculated the distance between the plane and everyone in his mind.
Then he frowned and shouted loudly: "According to what I just said, shoot!"
"Da da da..." In an instant, the sound of intensive machine gun fire rang in Wang Ping's ears.
Dense bullets flew into the sky and then flew towards the belly of the bomber.
"Bang, bang, bang!" In an instant, the pilot's ears heard the sound of a bullet hitting the plane.
Although the bullets fired from the crooked handle were not very powerful, the penetrating power of the bullets was very good. In the blink of an eye, many bullet holes were made in the fuselage.
"Baga, they really used machine guns to shoot up the plane!" the Japanese pilot shouted loudly, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.
If the bullet can penetrate the fuselage, it can penetrate the fuel tank. Once there is a problem with the fuel tank, what awaits you is the destruction of the aircraft and the death of people.
The pilot immediately controlled the plane and started to climb, trying to avoid these bullets. As for the heroic words just now, he had long forgotten them.
At this time, the Japanese pilot made a very fatal mistake. He climbed in front of more than a dozen machine guns, directly exposing the entire belly of the aircraft to the machine gunners.
The dozen or so machine gunners fought more and more vigorously. They immediately took the opportunity to shoot, and all the bullets hit the belly of the aircraft.
Just when the plane was about to leave the range of the machine gun, a string of bullets finally hit the plane's fuel tank.
In an instant, a fireball burst out of the fuel tank, followed immediately by a violent explosion that reached everyone's ears.
The plane that was arrogantly flying above everyone just now was suddenly blown to pieces, and the Japanese pilots had no chance to escape.
The Japanese plane exploded in the sky, and everyone on the battlefield could see it clearly.
The remaining five Japanese pilots were shocked. They all made the same move and immediately controlled the plane to climb!
There were constant bombings below, and the battalion company commander, who had been holding back his anger, was very excited.
As if they had found an outlet to vent their anger, they all gathered their machine gunners and started shooting at the planes in the sky, regardless of whether they could hit the target.
Although we know that these crooked bullets are unlikely to pose a threat to the aircraft.
However, the explosion of a bomber just now made the remaining Japanese feel afraid.
In addition, the ammunition they carried was almost used up. As if the aircraft had been agreed upon, they consumed the remaining ammunition at an altitude of four to five hundred meters, then swung their wings and left the battlefield in a show of force.
"Order the troops to clean the battlefield and treat the wounded!" The plane left. Wang Ping could not see the smile on his face as he destroyed a Japanese bomber. Instead, he ordered with a serious look on his face.
Because he knew in his heart that the Japanese were taking revenge on him again, and they succeeded in taking revenge.
