"Boom..." An explosion suddenly sounded in the middle of the team.
The black smoke that rolled up could be seen clearly from a distance. At least three soldiers were killed and injured and fell around the impact point.
The captain was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, the second shell had already arrived.
"Boom...boom..."
The explosion sounded five times in a row before stopping. The section of the team that was hit by the shelling had been blown into pieces. Many soldiers fell to the ground, their lives and deaths unknown.
The escort aircraft reacted quickly and rushed towards the artillery position with a "buzzing..." sound.
The roar of the plane became louder and louder, like an eagle finding its prey and diagonally thrusting toward the ground.
When the ground was still one or two hundred meters away, it quickly climbed up and dropped a bomb from the belly of the aircraft.
"Woooooooo..."
The bomb flew to the ground with a screaming sound, and soon exploded in the woods more than 500 meters away from the road.
The fireball and black smoke soared into the sky, and the captain could see it clearly.
It took two seconds before a thunderous explosion reached everyone's ears.
"Sir, the mortar that just bombarded us was destroyed by the plane. I can see clearly that the impact point of the mortar is less than ten meters away. It will definitely be blown into scrap metal!" The adjutant stood beside the captain, very happy.
Report.
"I saw it!" The captain was in a very good mood.
He shouted proudly: "Now that the Eighth Route Army has no mortars, I wonder what else they can use to sneak attack on us."
"These stupid Eighth Route Army troops used artillery to sneak attack us right in front of the planes. They are just looking for death."
"Clean the battlefield immediately and the troops will continue to advance."
A few minutes later, the adjutant caught up with the captain and reported with a hint of worry: "Sir, the losses just now have been calculated."
"Three of our soldiers were killed and 17 were injured. 15 of them needed to be carried on stretchers."
The good mood that the Eighth Route Army mortars were destroyed by planes brought to the captain suddenly disappeared, and he cursed.
"Bagya Road!"
"We finally managed to get rid of the more than 200 wounded people in front of us. Within half an hour of the normal emergency march, another seriously wounded person appeared."
"This must have been intentional by the Eighth Route Army. They wanted to slow down our march through the seriously wounded."
The adjutant immediately comforted him: "Sir, calm down..."
"Now we only have a dozen seriously injured people. We can send more soldiers to take turns carrying them. The marching speed should not be greatly affected."
More than 200 seriously injured people were lost just half an hour ago.
Although they were abandoned in the name of the Queen, there was still a lot of criticism among the troops.
Fortunately, the commotion was not too big, and officers at all levels quickly suppressed the criticism.
If he leaves the seriously injured again, the criticism will definitely spread again in the team, and it will not be so easy to suppress it.
If there are too many criticisms, the morale of the troops will definitely be affected, and the gains will outweigh the losses.
Therefore, these dozen seriously injured people must not be thrown away. After thinking for a while, he ordered with helplessness: "Go and make arrangements. Arrange four soldiers for each seriously injured person, and take turns carrying them while marching, ensuring that the stretcher team will keep up with the troops.
current speed."
The artillery attack just now did not seem to affect the marching speed of the Japanese and puppet troops, but it was just the beginning.
Five minutes later, the familiar sound of heavy machine gun fire suddenly sounded from a high ground 300 meters away.
Dense bullets flew toward the marching team.
There was plane cover in the sky, and there was not even a tree on the high ground where the gunshots were fired. It was bare and without any cover. If the Eighth Route Army were hiding there to sneak attack on the imperial army, they would definitely not be able to escape the pursuit and bombing of the planes.
Therefore, the Japanese and puppet troops were more worried about the bushes under their feet and not far away, fearing that there would be mines and bullets emerging from them.
But I wasn't wary of that high ground.
Caught off guard, the Japanese and puppet troops lined up in a row were like living targets, being mowed down one by one by bullets flying from the side.
The escort aircraft responded quickly.
The machine gun mounted on the high ground is too conspicuous.
It was covered with thatch just now. Looking down from the air, it looked like a haystack, which did not attract the pilot's attention.
In order not to affect the shooting, the thatch covering it must be lifted after firing, so that the pilot can see it at a glance.
Without waiting for orders from the ground, he flew the fighter plane toward the high ground.
When the plane came over the high ground, the heavy machine gun just fired the fourth bullet plate, and it took less than half a minute to fire back and forth.
The pilot sneered, slowly adjusted the plane's dive direction, and put the heavy machine gun position into his sight.
At this time, a scene that shocked the pilot appeared.
In the past, when encountering this kind of situation, the Eighth Route Army would definitely carry their guns and move their positions in a hurry, risking their lives to keep their weapons.
However, the aircraft dives very quickly, and the aerial bombs are also very powerful. The Eighth Route Army carried a heavy machine gun weighing more than 100 kilograms to move, and the speed will definitely be affected. No matter how hard they try, they will not be able to escape.
This is also the scene that pilots like to see the most. During the retreat and transfer of the Eighth Route Army, they used aerial bombs to blow them into the sky.
Kill all equipment and soldiers in one attack.
The Eighth Route Army in front of us was different.
Facing themselves who started to dive, they actually dropped the heavy machine gun that was more precious than their lives, and ran around separately, as fast as rabbits.
When the bomb release button was pressed, they were already twenty or thirty meters away from the heavy machine gun position.
If the bomb hits the machine gun, these machine gunners will be injured, but they will definitely survive.
If the bomb misses, only the Eighth Route Army soldier closest to the bomb will be killed or injured, and the others will definitely be intact.
But one thing is certain, the heavy machine gun that has been set in the crosshair will definitely be blown up.
The Eighth Route Army is notoriously poorly equipped. If this heavy machine gun is blown up, even if the machine gunner is alive, they will lose their combat effectiveness because they have no equipment and will not be able to threaten the retreating troops on the ground.
This is the only place the pilot can find solace at the moment.
The captain also saw the scene of the heavy machine gun being blown up and felt very good.
His idea was the same as that of the pilot. Without the heavy machine gun, the machine gunner would not be a threat to him even if he was alive.
But the good mood lasted less than two minutes before being interrupted by the adjutant's report.
"Sir, the heavy machine gun attack just now killed one of us and injured 15 others, but all of them are unable to march on their own and must be carried on stretchers."
The heavy machine gun that just made a sneak attack must have been intentional, deliberately staring at the stomach and legs of the subordinates.
This was the thought that popped into the captain's mind instantly.
Otherwise, with the huge power of the heavy machine gun, if more than a dozen people were shot, at least two-thirds of them would die under normal circumstances.
But now only one person was killed. It must have been deliberately done by the Eighth Route Army.
This is so abnormal and definitely not an accident.
The captain had a vague feeling: There was a conspiracy here.
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