Rise From Eight Hundred

Just when three fighter planes turned right at high altitude, a formation of six Japanese planes jumped into a low altitude of 700 meters over the river.

"No. 2 and No. 3 positions, open fire!" Lei Xiong shouted into the microphone.

"Boom! Boom!"

The unique roar of the four Oerlikon machine guns that had been lurking in the dense forest north of the bridge resounded through the sky, and six anti-aircraft machine guns also spewed out flames, chasing the six Japanese planes that were about to drop bombs more than 1,000 meters away and swept over.

The bombs that were originally scattered sparsely in the air suddenly became dense, and almost scared Kobayashi Guanyi, the lieutenant deputy squadron leader of the 12th Aviation Squadron of the 4th Aviation Brigade of the Japanese Army who took over the command.

"Drop bombs! Drop bombs! Reduce the weight!" Kobayashi Guanyi quickly ordered in the wireless communicator.

As for whether the bombs can be accurately dropped to the target position at this moment, it is no longer so important. The important thing is that the fighter planes must maintain sufficient maneuverability.

Being alive is more important than anything else.

The Japanese naval aviation lieutenant who had just obtained command was much more clear-headed than his deceased superior.

As the clear-headed Japanese naval lieutenant threw the bomb first, the two wingmen following him also threw it one after another.

Three large bombs and six small bombs hit the woods on the river bank hard, blowing the flowers and plants everywhere.

However, there were no Chinese soldiers' positions there.

As early as when Lei Xiong deployed the defense of the bridge, he placed the defense position in the 800-meter area outside the bridge according to Tang Dao's instructions.

That was not to defend against the Japanese light infantry who came to attack, but purely for air defense needs.

The result of shrinking the position and relying on the bridge for all defense forces is likely to be that the bombs dropped by Japanese bombers and the bridge will be reduced to ashes together.

For the defense force on the bridge, Lei Xiong actually only placed two infantry squads of Li Jiujin's second platoon.

So far, this defense mode is obviously still very successful.

The few large bombs dropped by the Japanese army were basically just thunder and rain, and did not cause any damage to the main forces far away from the periphery.

That is to say, the old soldier Li Jiujin, the platoon leader who was responsible for guarding the bridge, was frightened and turned pale. As long as the Japanese planes were angry and ignored the positions and started to take out their anger on the bridge, he and his two squads would be turned into ashes.

If any bomb was dropped, there would be no place to run.

"Damn it, the bombs of this plane are too powerful." Yang Xiaoshan, who left Tang Dao and temporarily returned to the second platoon, looked at the fireworks rising hundreds of meters away, felt the vibration under his feet and sighed, turned his head and asked his old squad leader. "Squad leader, are you afraid?"

"Afraid!" Li Jiujin thought about it and answered honestly. "But, not afraid!"

"What do you mean?" Yang Xiaoshan was a little surprised.

"Hehe! That's up to you to figure it out!" The old soldier grinned and bared his big yellow teeth at this moment.

He patted Yang Xiaoshan's shoulder, who was now a precise shooter, and said, "When you figure it out, I'll give you this position."

"I don't want to be a platoon leader!" Yang Xiaoshan, who was always honest, couldn't help rolling his eyes and muttering.

Since he followed Tang Dao, the former corporal's dream has changed. He wants to be the Tang Dao he met on the first night, one man and one gun, and he can beat a small squad of Japanese soldiers to death.

If a soldier can reach that level, how strong he would be.

Of course, he still respects his old squad leader.

Not only has he always taken care of him, but he can feel that his old squad leader has changed in the past week, but he can't tell where the change is.

Maybe he is not so afraid of death?

At least, when the Japanese plane flew over his head, he still raised his head and carefully observed the flight trajectory of the Japanese plane. In the past, he would have given an order, brothers, hide! Then he would have run away before that.

However, the ones who should be afraid will still be afraid. When the platoon leader said he was not afraid, his calves were shaking all the time. He hid his whole body in the fortifications made of sandbags at the bridgehead. Even if the bombs of the Japanese planes were two or three hundred meters closer, it would not pose any threat to him.

The two Chinese infantrymen discussed whether they were afraid or not in the fortifications. The pilots of the Japanese naval aviation in the sky did not talk much, but they were definitely afraid.

Not only did the three Japanese planes that had entered the dive state drop bombs on the wide river surface, but the escorting Japanese planes hundreds of meters away from their right rear wing also immediately followed the commander's order after receiving the order.

The bombs hanging under the belly of the plane were dropped one after another, and most of them fell into the river, exploding into water all over the sky.

Lieutenant Kobayashi Guanyi's face was green at that moment.

His original intention was to order the three fighter planes that were dive-bombing to drop bombs, because at least the impact point was on the river bank, and it might kill a few Chinese.

But you three idiots are escorts, and the flight altitude is still above 800 meters. What are you anxious about! Did they fry some river fish to improve the food for the Chinese because they saw that the food was not good?

This is the disadvantage of having someone temporarily take over the command after losing the commander. If the words are slightly inappropriate, it is easy to cause misunderstandings.

But the most important thing is probably because the two air defense positions far away on the north bank put great pressure on the Japanese aircraft formation. Even if they understood Kobayashi Koichi's meaning, the three fighters took the initiative to enter the misunderstanding mode.

After all, it is faster to run that way.

From the rapid elevation of the three Japanese planes that dropped their bombs, we knew that they no longer even planned to be escort planes. They had to first avoid being chased by the cannons behind them.

No one dared to ignore the crossfire of a total of 7 anti-aircraft guns and 10 anti-aircraft machine guns at No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 air defense positions.

What's more, now everyone has no bombs. After losing the most threatening weapon on the ground, if you want to protect it, you can only go to a lower altitude, hold the two 7.7mm machine guns loaded on the nose, and China Shooting from human anti-aircraft positions.

Why, can it be said that only we have it and you three don’t have it?

‘Husband and wife are like birds in the same forest, but they fly apart when disaster strikes! ’ This sentence is very appropriate to describe the six Japanese aircraft currently in the crossfire.

It also reflects from the side that the temporary commander Kobayashi Sekiichi's control over the entire fighter formation is still far behind the Takeuchi Big Bear who has turned into a pile of minced meat.

In this regard, the Japanese Army is much stronger than the more arrogant Navy.

Anyone who disobeys orders will be shot directly.

However, the Japanese HNA lieutenant who quickly reacted to restore the fighter plane to its strongest maneuverability had no time to care about the little thoughts of his subordinates.

Not only did he have to stay alive, he also had to have a record, otherwise, his temporary commander would only be temporary for a few dozen minutes.

With his achievements, perhaps, when he returns to the ship, the throne of squadron leader will belong to him. At that time, it will not be too late for him to deal with a bunch of bastards who don't obey orders very well.

Therefore, Kobayashi Sekiichi, who had reduced his load, did not pull up quickly to avoid the artillery shells and bullets fired by the Chinese with all his strength. Instead, he pressed the nose of the aircraft, deflected the wings, and the fighter aircraft flexibly turned and entered a lower altitude, just like a target discovered. The golden eagle rushed towards the flank of the No. 1 position, which was spitting out tongues of fire.

No matter how reluctant the two wingmen were, due to military regulations, they could only follow the lead aircraft's tactical actions.

Advance in the face of Chinese artillery fire.

At that moment, Kobayashi Kanichi could be regarded as taking advantage of what Takeuchi Daxiong had already demonstrated to the Chinese military and civilians: "as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon!" ’ Performed to the extreme.

96 Ship Battle accelerates crazily and dives.

Dive at a 45-degree angle toward Air Defense Position No. 1.

In just a few hundred meters in a straight line, the plane dropped to a low altitude of 200 meters.

Absolutely super low altitude.

That is to say, there is no mountain here. Otherwise, the Japanese plane could commit suicide by crashing into the mountain.

The violent roar of the engine and the scream caused by the Doppler effect during the dive were like sounds from hell.

All Chinese soldiers and civilians on the ground could feel their determination from the crazy speed of the swooping Japanese fighter planes.

Especially the leading Japanese fighter plane, the aircraft maneuvered flexibly to avoid the rain of bullets sprayed at it from the ground anti-aircraft positions, and the two airborne machine guns on the nose began to fire back from 1,000 meters away.

Visible to the naked eye, two whips struck fiercely in the dense forest on the hills, causing terrible damage to the air defense positions as branches and leaves flew across.

The firepower of the counterattack machine guns and machine guns on the anti-aircraft position was fierce enough, but one was a high-speed moving target and the other was completely fixed. The advantages and disadvantages of the two sides' situations were naturally clear at a glance.

At this time, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

The late autumn evening in the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful. The sky is filled with sunset. The broad and quiet Suzhou River and the hilly woods on its shore are all dyed with a light red.

In this picturesque scenery, three fighter planes with fiery red suns painted on their fuselages, their engines roaring fiercely and crashing down from the sky, painted three lines of shuddering exhaust gas, and six lines of death-like smoke. Snap the whip.

Just like Songjiang City, which is undergoing a bloody battle dozens of kilometers away, this place is destined to be a

Bloody dusk.