Rise From Eight Hundred

The sparks that suddenly flashed in the void hundreds of meters in front of the left side of the wing dazzled the eyes of the Japanese captain.

Although the scorching bullet stream was at least thirty meters away from the fighter plane that was running at a speed of 360 kilometers per hour, Takeuchi Daikuma's neck seemed to be able to sense the heat of the bullet stream.

A cold sweat covered his back.

He finally understood why the young Chinese soldier had contempt on his face.

Because he and his truck were just bait thrown by the Chinese, just like he used himself and two wingmen as bait on the bridge.

Then, the baits were all successful.

The three trucks attracted him down from the sky, and he also lured the Chinese anti-aircraft artillery positions to fire as he wished.

Or rather, it was not just the anti-aircraft artillery positions.

As the anti-aircraft guns blew up terrible clouds of white mist in the air, there were countless sparks on the ground.

That was the Chinese infantry position.

Almost all of them were exposed, firing into the sky without any concealment.

Compared to the record of the Chinese who only caught three of his fighter planes with bait, his bait was a great success, and it directly "hooked" out all the hiding places of the Chinese.

However, Takeuchi Daikuma had no excitement of catching a big fish.

Because the patience of the Chinese was obviously far beyond his expectations. They watched him swallow the bait completely and then opened fire at the moment when he was most satisfied.

Looking up at the sky, the three fighter planes cruising over the south of the bridge were still two thousand meters away. Even if they rushed to drop bombs at full speed to destroy the position, it would take more than twenty seconds.

That also meant that if he wanted to avoid being eaten by the crazy Chinese, he could only rely on himself during this period of time.

Takeuchi Daikuma, who was covered in cold sweat, didn't even have time to order the fleet to attack with all his strength in the wireless communicator. He immediately pulled up the nose of the plane and tried to make the fighter plane move away from the low altitude faster, and pressed the button to drop the 250-kilogram bomb under the belly of the plane.

That was the only option to ensure the high-speed maneuverability of the aircraft. At this time, he didn't care about waste.

After gliding a hundred meters in the air, the huge bomb landed in an area of ​​30 meters beside the main road.

The terrible air wave swept away the surrounding bushes and trees. After the smoke dissipated, a terrible pit with a diameter of more than 6 meters and a depth of three or four meters appeared in the field, showing the power of 250 kilograms of high explosives.

Fortunately, the refugees fled hundreds of meters away from the main road before the Japanese plane arrived. Otherwise, with just this bomb, all humans within a radius of thousands of meters would be killed.

The two Japanese planes behind Takeuchi Okuma made exactly the same tactical moves, dropping heavy bombs and accelerating to try to escape first.

The engine roared, almost pushing the Type 96 to the limit. The fighter plane in the air was like a soldier swinging a knife with all his strength, with a sharp and graceful posture, showing the excellent tactical qualities of the Japanese pilots.

However, as Takeuchi Okuma thought, his bait was too successful.

Almost all Chinese soldiers took the bait.

It was like a fisherman who wanted to catch a big bluefish and felt satisfied, but when he lifted the fishing rod, he found that he had caught a crocodile...

Just watching the three trucks being shot to pieces by the crazy strafing of the leading Japanese plane, Cheng Tieshou, the commander of the No. 1 air defense position, who was already sitting on the Suloton machine gun, almost crushed the cold gun handle of the machine gun.

He could have fired before the Japanese plane opened fire. The Suloton machine gun had a range of more than 2,000 meters, which could have made the Japanese plane flee in embarrassment from 1,000 meters away.

But he couldn't. The trajectory of the Japanese plane was above the bridge. Once he dropped the bomb, the retreat of tens of thousands of brothers would be blocked.

The commander with three machine guns and four anti-aircraft machine guns just watched the enemy kill his comrades one by one. What kind of torture was this for a soldier? I'm afraid no one knows except the person involved.

Lei Xiong, who led all this and personally sent his soldiers to their doom, stood in the main trench with his hands down, quietly watching the Japanese planes open fire, watching the three trucks crash into the wilderness, and watching the lead truck burst into flames.

Even though Erya's tearful face clearly had three words written on it - "executioner".

Until the three Japanese planes left the bridge area and began to pull up with great pride, Erya might be able to feel the inner anger of the cold commander who had been defined as the "executioner" by him.

"Cheng Tieshou, fire! All the troops in the south of the bridge, fire!

I want the Japanese to pay with blood. If you kill three of me, you will compensate me with three people. If one of the three Japanese planes leaves, Cheng Tieshou, you will not be the platoon leader of the fire support platoon."

In fact, no one could hear what Lei Xiong said later.

Because as soon as the order to open fire came out, the roar of the machine guns resounded through the sky, covering up all other sounds.

That represented the flame of revenge of the Chinese soldiers.

Except death, no one can extinguish it.

All the light machine guns on the infantry positions around the bridge were firing.

The machine gunners had already turned their backs to the sky, holding the light machine guns that could break human bones firmly against their shoulders, tilting the muzzles upwards, aiming at the three Japanese planes that were struggling to escape in the sky, and pulled the trigger.

The 10-kilogram weight of the light machine gun and the unrelieved impact force hit the bodies of the machine gunners, but they still chose to pour the bullets in the magazine into the sky.

So what's the point of aiming or not? What they have to do is to form enough barrages in the air. Even if only one bullet hits the Japanese plane, it is victory.

Because the Japanese infantry had the greatest chance of attacking from the south of the bridge, Lei Xiong deployed almost 70% of his troops in the south direction, with more than 15 light machine guns on each position, which was close to the strength of two infantry companies.

Looking from the air to the ground, bombs are shining almost everywhere.

The wilderness that had always maintained silence was like a hedgehog that had just woken up from hibernation, suddenly opening its spikes.

The Chinese soldiers on the south bank have exhausted their best.

No one cares whether the Japanese planes still cruising in the sky will drop terrible aerial bombs and turn themselves into ashes. The comrades have completed their mission and lured the three Japanese planes down. If they cannot keep these three Japanese planes, It would be a shame for them.

It is better to be alive than to be dead.

This is the bayonet shown by the Chinese soldiers, and they are fighting hand-to-hand with the Japanese fighter formation. Even if they die, they will still have to drag a few backers with them.

Perhaps it was not just the machine gunners who fired.

A thin Chinese soldier stumbled out of the woods, holding his rifle high and running after the Japanese plane that was getting away.

While crying, he shot into the sky in vain.

That was Yang Bicheng. He knew that his brother would never come back. The moment when the Japanese plane passed by at high speed and the truck crashed into the wilderness.

From then on, no one took care of him, no one comforted him and said that he would become a real man and he would kill the Japanese with his own hands to avenge his aunt.

there is none left.

But he is still a coward. He is so cowardly that he has not been able to kill a Japanese with his own hands to avenge his aunt.

Maybe grandpa was right. If the Yang family didn't take revenge, they would deserve to be exterminated. Otherwise, why would he be the only one left when all five brothers died? He is a coward, not worthy of being a member of the Yang family!

The 18-year-old youth cried loudly. After Lei Xiong gave the military order to open fire, he rushed out of the woods where he once felt safe with his rifle, pulled the trigger, and then pulled the trigger at the Japanese fighter jet he had been staring at.

Regardless of whether he could hit or not, he was no longer afraid, tears welled up on his face, but his legs stood firm and his hand that pulled the trigger was strong.

The three Japanese planes in the sky continued to rise amidst the hail of bullets fired from the ground, like three falcons, with light and elegant postures.

The lifting speed of the Type 96 carrier-based aircraft is definitely the pride of Japanese military designers. It is excellent enough to send this fighter aircraft with an empty weight of 1.2 tons and a full load of 1.8 tons up to 3,000 meters in 3 minutes and 30 seconds. high altitude.

It sounds like very impressive data, but actually converted, that is

A speed of more than ten meters per second.

To put it bluntly, in the ten seconds or so since they started firing with all their might from the ground, the Takeuchi Bears demonstrated their excellent skills in controlling fighter planes and the strength of Japan's industrial capabilities in the rain of bullets. In fact, the Japanese planes only climbed a little more than a hundred meters.

Perhaps, creatures like ‘bears’ shouldn’t fly into the sky! Even if it gives him two big wings.

Therefore, after the wailing young soldier emptied his magazine at the target, he saw that he succeeded.

He kept staring closely at the culprit who fired the gun, and thick white smoke came out from behind his butt.

Could it be said that the ancestors of the Yang family have appeared?