A Japanese plane seemed to have suddenly fallen in love with diving from a high platform. It suddenly plunged downwards and soared almost 90 degrees perpendicular to the ground!
"Asada-kun, pull the rudder, pull the rudder!" the Japanese pilot following behind shouted frantically on the radio.
Obviously, that was because he didn't see the look of his head hanging down.
Two seconds ago, a shell exploded less than 6 meters away from the cockpit of the Japanese plane. The flying shrapnel not only punched several thumb-sized holes in the fuselage, but also shot the Japanese pilot open.
A shrapnel that was two centimeters long easily penetrated the relatively thick flight cap and penetrated the Japanese pilot's head. The crazy shrapnel quickly rolled after breaking the skull.
If the head is described as a pot, then the brain is like the steaming porridge in the pot, and the rolling shrapnel is like a stirring spoon. The porridge is still the same pot of porridge, neither more nor less, but its position has changed.
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You can stir the porridge at will, but the brain matter.
The Japanese pilot actually lost consciousness at that moment, but the sudden loss of consciousness caused his spinal nerves to react. He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, stretched his arms forward suddenly, and pushed the rudder to the bottom.
With such a wave of operations, the 96 fighter jet was of course like diving from a high platform, shooting straight towards the ground.
With a "Boom!" sound, the plane hit the ground and exploded into a ball of fireworks on the ground.
The Japanese pilot who kept shouting to remind his comrades closed his eyes in pain. This was already his last friend in the Army Aviation Group.
Everyone said that Captain Sasaki was a lone star of evil, a ruthless man who 'sacrificed' his teammates, but perhaps he was the only one who knew best. In the six months since he participated in the war, the losses of the front army's army and aviation were not actually huge, but only about approximately
There were only a few dozen planes, which was nothing compared to the southeastern battlefield.
But among them, there are actually five of his roommates from the aviation school. There are 6 people in a dormitory. So far, he is the only one left.
If there really is a lone star of evil spirits, then he may be the real one.
Or maybe, if it weren't for this war, none of his five friends would have died in the battle? Such a thought suddenly flashed in the mind of the Japanese second lieutenant named Asada Fukai.
Only when people feel the pain deeply will they reflect on the underlying logic behind loss. Singing and dancing for peace and joy can only continue to encourage the growth of various desires.
This is human beings, a creature that arrogantly places itself at the top of the earth's food chain.
Unfortunately, Asada Fukai's reflection came too late.
This is a battlefield. The Japanese pilot's eyes are red because he was stimulated by the death of his comrade, while the eyes of the Chinese below are more like green. They are covered by the green mountains and forests, and they are so 'fat'
The temptation of the bird.
Really, the Japanese are so cute and stubborn and are reluctant to drop heavy aerial bombs to reduce the weight of the aircraft. Who else would not want to give them a hard shot? No, dozens of shots!
Second Lieutenant Fukai Asada's eyes, which he had closed in pain due to the loss of his friend, no longer had to struggle to open them.
A shell exploded just under the belly of another Japanese plane. The flying shrapnel did not penetrate the 500-pound bomb, but broke the hook where the bomb was placed.
Then, the Japanese fighter plane itself was maneuvering, trying to quickly leave the airspace covered by Chinese artillery fire. The powerful overload directly threw the heavy aerial bomb away.
More importantly, this fighter plane happened to be about 80 meters above Second Lieutenant Fukai Asada.
The fighter planes are flying at a high speed of 330 kilometers per hour. From a reference point, two Japanese planes with the same speed look almost stationary to each other, and the same is true for aerial bombs with the same speed.
However, this heavy aerial bomb also has an additional gravity acceleration.
So, in the eyes of a Japanese pilot further behind who dilated in extreme panic, the aerial bomb hit Asada Fukai's cockpit.
How much does a 500-pound aerial bomb weigh? It's enough to have O'Neal and an ordinary adult on top of you. The key is that these two people still jump from a 30-story building and hit you.
Second Lieutenant Fukai Asada didn't even have time to open his eyes before he was smashed into a pulp. The entire fighter plane was smashed in half by the huge pressure, like a butterfly with its wings clipped, falling downwards at high speed.
The 12 fighters of the second formation led by Captain Sasaki suffered a quarter of their losses in just twenty seconds.
This result is actually very good. If the aerial bomb that deflated Second Lieutenant Fukai Asada had its fuse removed and exploded due to impact from a distance, the violent explosion energy group could even knock out several Japanese aircraft hundreds of meters behind.
They were all swept in.
The Japanese infantrymen who were still cheering on the ground looked at this scene and collectively lost their voices.
But the Chinese soldiers were waving their fists fiercely in the bunker.
But this is not the final fate of this huge Japanese aircraft fleet.
Because the air defense position of the Fourth Line Regiment is not just these 9 machine guns, it is as high as 27, forming a huge triangle in the vast mountains, covering the entire group of Japanese aircraft that swooped down, regardless of the Japanese aircraft formation.
Shooting left, right or upward, a machine gun with a range of up to 2500 meters is enough to tear it into pieces.
Unless the Japanese fighter planes flew nearly 2,000 meters away from the battlefield, they might have a chance to escape the pursuit of machine gun shells.
But that, takes at least 30 seconds!
30 seconds is enough time for 27 machine guns to fire thousands of shells.
When dazzling sparks bloomed from a certain mountain peak again, and thick black smoke erupted from another Japanese plane after being hit, the Japanese pilots already knew that they had been tricked.
Such a large-scale air defense position is no longer a passive defense, but an ambush!
Using ground-based anti-aircraft artillery to ambush a soaring eagle was originally supposed to be a joke, but when the entire fighter formation proactively lowered its altitude to a thousand meters for the legendary Chinese artillery position, the joke turned into a tragedy.
A tragedy for Japanese Army Airlines!
There is no shortage of brave pilots among the Japanese pilots. In the face of such a difficult situation, some people still make quick choices.
"Yamamoto-kun, Ono-kun, follow me to attack the Chinese air defense positions. The rest of the people, speed up and leave the battlefield." A Japanese Army Aviation Lieutenant with a sinister face ordered over the radio with a fierce light in his eyes.
As the order sounded, the Japanese lieutenant took the lead to set an example. He pushed the rudder hard with his hand. In the sky full of bullets, the 96 fighter plane under him did not rise but fell instead, and quickly dropped its fuselage.
With all the bombs mounted on it, it was constantly maneuvering towards the No. 2 air defense position. Amidst the artillery fire in the sky, the fighter aircraft was like a nimble swift in the storm.
Although Captain Sasaki had previously issued a military order not to use airborne machine guns to fight the Chinese air defense positions unless necessary, this brave enough Japanese Army Aviation Lieutenant knew very well that if the Chinese air defense positions were allowed to be so unscrupulous forever
If the shooting continues, it will be good if the 12-machine formation he leads can get back half of it.
Therefore, he made the bravest choice and led two wingmen to descend to attack the Chinese air defense positions to ensure the smooth evacuation of the other nine fighters.
The sacrifice of a few people in exchange for more lives is a decision that is basically made by Chinese soldiers on the Sino-Japanese battlefield. No one expected that one day it would be put on the Japanese table.
But there is no doubt that those who can make this choice are brave.
Without much hesitation, the two Japanese planes roared down together with their squadron leader.
The three Japanese planes all dropped bombs at the moment they dived.
Nearly ten aerial bombs, large and small, hit the mountain peaks a thousand meters away, causing flames and black smoke to rise into the sky.
The originally silent Japanese infantrymen on the ground in the distance cheered!
Even the Lieutenant Colonel and Chief of Staff of the Second Mixed Brigade, who was watching this scene with a telescope, could not restrain his excitement: "Everyone please pay tribute to the warriors of the Imperial Army Aviation! In addition, send a message to the Brigade Commander, Your Excellency,
Please ask him to take credit for the Army and Aviation warriors, Your Majesty the Commander!"
The brief defeat does not matter. The courage displayed by the Army Air Force pilots at this time is the true samurai spirit. This is like a shot in the arm for the demoralized Japanese infantry!
But most of the Chinese soldiers looked solemn. Not only were the Japanese fighter planes fierce, but they had seen a lot of fierce Japanese on the battlefield. If they wanted to make them more honest, the best way was to use bullets to smash their
Head, this has become a habitual technique of the officers and soldiers of the Four Elements Regiment.
What made their faces solemn was that there were at least three machine gun positions on that mountain peak, and an anti-aircraft gun platoon with more than 40 people. So many bombs hit there, how many people could survive?
Yes, they are right to worry.
The three Japanese planes fearlessly dropped bombs, which ultimately caused damage to the Chinese air defense positions.
Although a heavy aerial bomb only hit the mountainside, still 200 meters away from an anti-aircraft gun that was camouflaged and protected with logs and branches, the terrifying blast of air still swept over like a huge wave, like destroying building blocks.
Generally, a bunker made of wood as thick as an adult's thigh would be pushed down, and an anti-aircraft gun weighing more than 200 kilograms would be rolled up several meters high like a piece of paper with the shooter sitting on it, and then smashed down more than ten meters away.
The heavy gun barrel pressed down on the sergeant shooter. When the soldier who luckily escaped the shock wave found him, his originally thick chest was completely crushed, and large mouthfuls of blood spurted out, sprinkling on his beloved anti-aircraft gun.
"Squad leader!" The soldiers called to their squad leader while trying to move the anti-aircraft gun that was pressing on him.
"Kill!" As the sergeant was dying, he weakly shouted out just one word, and then his head hung heavily.
This was the first Army sergeant killed in this ground-to-air battle in the Four Lines Regiment, but he was by no means the last.
Post-war statistics show that in this battle alone, the Four Lines Regiment lost three anti-aircraft guns. The staff sergeant or sergeant squad leader who was the main shooter became the martyrs of this battle together with their anti-aircraft guns.
Of the three anti-aircraft guns on this mountain peak, one was destroyed on the spot by the blast wave, and the other was buried in a collapsed log bunker. It would not take a short time to struggle out of it.
There was only one anti-aircraft gun left at this air defense position from where the Japanese troops frantically pounced on three fighter planes.
So, this single-barreled anti-aircraft gun fired back, facing three Japanese fighter planes that pounced fiercely.
The Japanese do not lack courage, and the Chinese will not regard them as weak either.
Not only for the comrades who have sacrificed, but also for themselves.
Just as they would not let the Japanese go, the Japanese would not let them go if they wanted to survive.
If they were allowed to fly past this place at high speed, the chance of survival of these three Japanese planes would reach 50%.
As the Japanese plane lowered its altitude to 600 meters and the straight-line distance to 500 meters, both sides could almost clearly see the twisted muscles on their opponent's face.
Of course, that's just a feeling, coming from the inner feeling.
Staring at the anti-aircraft gun emplacement that became increasingly clear in his field of vision, the Japanese Army Aviation Lieutenant first pulled the firing valve, and the two 7.7mm heavy machine guns located under the nose and wings of the 96 fighter jet opened fire at the same time.
The two bursts of firepower hit the ground like two whips, forming two long dust dragons visible to the naked eye, biting towards the location of the machine cannon with unparalleled ferocity.
It doesn't need to hit all of them, but if it misses the mark, it can easily kill the mortal machine gunner.
For the machine gun shooter, the wisest choice at this time is to quickly jump off the machine gun seat and hide in the simple trench on the side of the machine gun. There is still at least 70% chance of survival. Otherwise, just relying on the machine gun will
The steel shield in front of the gun, which is only 8 mm thick, cannot stop the flying bullets.
The most irrational choice is naturally to shoot at the Japanese planes. The Japanese planes are not 'dead' targets like the Kongming Lanterns. They are not only performing small maneuvers, but also have high speeds of more than 100 meters per second. This kind of shooting
The success rate is less than 10%, and there is an 80% chance of being shot.
But the sergeant squad leader made the most irrational choice. He let out a roar similar to that of a wild beast and kicked his ammunition hand over into the trench next to him. However, he was holding on to the machine gun tightly.
The handle was a single-barreled machine gun that fired at two Japanese machine guns at a straight-line distance of 500 meters.
The long dragon hit by the two bullet chains hit the machine gun hard and quickly passed over the machine gun and continued to the rear. The steel plate in front of the machine gun continued to emit sparks, making a blood-curdling "ding-dong" sound.
At that moment, at least a dozen machine gun bullets hit the machine gun.
At the same time, three clouds of blood mist burst out from the slightly thin body of the sergeant squad leader.
The flying heavy machine gun bullets did not directly hit the brave Army sergeant of the anti-aircraft company. The three wounds were basically caused by ricocheting bullets that hit the gun barrel and the steel shield.
But this does not mean that the ricochet is not fatal. On the contrary, it is more dangerous. The deformed warhead will cause unbearable pain to the injured.
As for the sergeant squad leader who was shot, the wound on his body from the ricochet was at least as big as a wine glass. Not to mention the damage to his internal organs, blood vessels, and bones, the massive blood loss alone could kill him.
The sergeant squad leader is not a god either. He does not have the awesome phenomenon in movies and TV shows where he still holds a machine gun and fires it while carrying dozens of bullets. After being shot, his body went limp and he fell down on the machine gun firing position.
The two soldiers ignored the fact that there were two Japanese planes behind them that were already firing. They jumped out of the simple trench next to them with simple hemostatic packs and desperately pressed on the squad leader who was bleeding like a fountain. That was the best they had.
Medical treatment is available.
The hemostatic medicine in the hemostatic bag all comes from various hemostatic herbs purchased from the mountain people in the past month, and then ground into powder. Although the hemostatic effect is not as strong as Dian Baiyao, it can at least alleviate the risk of blood loss.
However, due to limited conditions, even if Tang Tuanzuo ordered Zhuang Shisan to take charge of the matter personally, he could only distribute five to each squad before the Battle of Southeast Shanxi.
In order to save their squad leader, the soldiers of this anti-aircraft artillery squad did not hesitate to use three of them, although they probably knew very well that they might not be able to save the squad leader.
But, there was no hesitation.
The sergeant squad leader who suffered heavy injuries had already fired six rounds before he was shot.
Five of the shots missed, and only one hit.
For 20mm caliber artillery shells, only one round is enough!
It was not the fatal thing that the main propeller was blown away by the shell. The most fatal thing was that the propeller flew directly towards the windshield. The windshield exploded instantly like a sledgehammer, and the windshield shattered.
The fragments of windshield pricked the face of the Japanese Army Aviation Lieutenant.
The Japanese Army Aviation Lieutenant, whose face was covered with blood and screamed in pain, instinctively covered his face without any concern for the fighter plane that had lost its propeller and had begun to stall.
Then, the stalled Jiuliu almost lowered its altitude in a dive and flew several hundred meters before slamming into the mountain peak he had just bombed, turning himself into a heavy bomb.
The other two brave Japanese planes also had a tragic fate. Hidden in the mountains were not only machine guns, but also more than 20 anti-aircraft machine guns.
There was no need for concentrated fire from anti-aircraft guns. The Japanese planes lowered to 600 meters were like putting their heads under a guillotine. The raindrops of bullets flying from below destroyed the two Japanese planes in just 10 seconds.
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After the war, inspections revealed that the two Japanese aircraft had been hit by at least 80 bullets.
The plane was not shattered, but the pilot was killed by a bullet that penetrated from under the belly of the plane. Both Japanese planes crashed into the forest.
By this time, the bravery of the Japanese had been torn to pieces by superior ground firepower.
The Japanese infantry on the ground did not lose their voices this time, but became wet.
Wet with the rushing tears.
When did the Chinese become so strong and bravery become so fragile?
This was the main reason why the Japanese Army Lieutenant Colonel's clenched fists were trembling slightly, not because of Parkinson's disease.
When Captain Sasaki, who was the first to flee the battlefield, counted the number of his own fighter planes, he almost cried.
The huge formation of 24 fighter planes that came in force at the beginning was only half enough by this time!
And all they achieved was that after they dropped the bombs, they set some of China's mountains and trees on fire.
What, playing with fire with your life?
Like a naughty kid who throws firecrackers into the sewer, so naughty!
