Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 601 There is 'Lucky One'

On the three high grounds, each has a double-mounted cannon, a Suluotong cannon, and two Japanese-style cannons.

It was originally used to hit the armored targets of the Japanese army on various high grounds, so it was placed inside the tunnel covered by trees. Only when it was needed, would this big guy be moved out of the tunnel and moved to the other side of the mountain. In the fortifications of the dark fort.

That was the only weapon in the Independent Battalion that could pose a threat to tanks, and it would never be used lightly unless it was absolutely necessary.

But now, the Japanese planes just stupidly lowered their altitude to a height of less than 200 meters from the top of the mountain, and even shot at their own positions.

That coquettish operation confused the observation post. After a while, he notified the tunnel through the phone embedded in the position, which made him personally lead the fire support team of the next row, and Cheng Tieshou went out of the tunnel regardless of the danger. Observation of the Japanese machine with a broken head in a hidden place.

When the two Japanese planes swung their wings and flew past their own positions at high speed but did not shoot again, Cheng Tieshou, who had heard Tang Dao's talk about the grievances between the Japanese navy and army, also understood the intentions of the two Japanese planes.

Dare to, before attacking the opponent, first give your own stupid army a blow!
This operation is really too coquettish.

Seeing that the two Japanese planes did not intend to pull up at all, but turned in the airspace two or three kilometers away, Cheng Tieshou keenly felt that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, as long as the Japanese planes were still so careless.

Quickly ran back to the tunnel from the observation point, a dozen people pushed out the Suroton cannon that had already been assembled and camouflaged with branches, and put it in a fortification made of sandbags and hardwood more than 40 meters away from the tunnel entrance. .

That is a special fortification for machine guns, which can be used to target the air or the road on the side. Its strength may be able to withstand the blows of Japanese mortars, but it will definitely not be able to withstand the aerial bombs falling from the sky. Cheng Tieshou The approach is risky enough.

But in doing anything, the risk and benefit are directly proportional, and Cheng Tieshou's instinct told him that this adventure must be worth it.

"Army millipedes, keep your dog eyes open and see how the glorious Imperial Navy strikes the enemy." Before turning to face the three hills, Nagano Tokumo gave the order to the two bombers circling high in the sky. .

The two bombers at high altitude began to calibrate their noses, and each aimed at a high ground to enter the dive bombing state. As the wings swayed slightly, the two aerial bombs hanging under the wings fell.

"Boom boom boom!" There were several loud noises.

Four puffs of thick gunpowder rose from the clearly visible trench areas of No. 1 Heights and No. 3 Heights.

If the routine operation is followed, Nagano Toun should jump at least 600 meters into the sky, observe the bottom with a telescope, observe the effect of the first round of bombing, and then conduct a second round of bombing according to the error. If the enemy is found, you can also use the machine. The two heavy machine guns on board carried out strafing attacks on the Chinese positions.

They have carried out this kind of operation more than a dozen times in the past week, and the Chinese have almost no decent counterattack. The light machine guns fired in vain on the ground can only allow the imperial knights in the sky to find more valuable targets.

But this time, Nagano is not.

Perhaps it was the army millipede who asked him to have a higher bombing accuracy that hit his G-spot, causing this elite pilot with 1500 hours to not fly at an altitude of 600 meters, but just above the altitude of 400 meters , skimming the battlefield at cruising speed.

Without even using binoculars, the curved and stretching trenches and the dark blue military uniforms visible to the naked eye in the trenches are extremely clear in the field of vision.

It's just that the number of people is less than expected. Maybe they have all been killed by the first wave of aerial bombs?The four huge craters on the hillside and on the top of the mountain are like four gates of hell that have been opened.

This is a normal Chinese, just as he remembered, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, just crawling on the ground and shivering, Captain Nagano Duyun's eyes behind the windshield are full of ferociousness.

Originally, when he and his wingman dropped the two 150-pound bombs mounted under the wings at such a height, they would definitely be able to destroy a trench of tens of meters, and you could see mud mixed with stumps flying in the air.

But still, it's too bad.

His landline also has two 7.7mm heavy machine guns. The 1000 rounds of ammunition were just used to scare the army millipedes. 100 rounds of ammunition are enough to plow the position in front of him several times.

Let the army millipedes watch their invincible enemies roll and howl under their machine guns. Just thinking about it, a kind of intense and substantial pleasure almost makes Nagano Duyun feel high.

As the plane passed by at high speed, out of the corner of Nagano Duyun's eyes, he saw a dozen small black spots running towards a cliff under the wing.

Obviously, this is a group of poor Chinese who were frightened by the imperial knight's aerial bombs and hoped to run to the bottom of the cliff and use the dense trees and forested rocks to block the imperial knight's angry bullets.

A sneer of disdain curled up at the corner of his mouth, Nagano Duyun shook the rudder slightly, and the fighter plane drew a graceful arc, passing over the top of the hill at the No. Fly farther.

"Company commander, why didn't you order him? With the height just now, I'm 70.00% sure to shoot him down." Mo Songzi, who was lying beside Cheng Tieshou with MG34 machine guns on his feet, was full of unwillingness.

Highland No. 1 is close to 300 meters above sea level, and Nagano Duun’s plane just flew at an altitude of only 400 meters. The altitude is more than 100 meters, and even a few people hiding not far from the top of the mountain can see the Japanese pilots wearing windshields in the Japanese aircraft. s face.

If Cheng Tieshou ordered the Su Luotong dual-mounted cannon that was already on standby to fire, and with the MG34 in the hands of the two of them as an assistant, there would be at least a 70.00% chance that this arrogant Su Luotong would attack his own position. The enemy plane that shot and showed off was blown up in the air.

"Why, just this Devil fighter plane made your platoon leader Mo tempted?" Cheng Tie squinted at Mo Songzi, who had a strong desire to fight, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled.

For Mo Songzi, a "lucky" shooter from the 67th Army who destroyed an observation balloon by luck and was promoted to a second lieutenant, Cheng Tieshou had always been suspicious.

The battlefield is not a lucky roulette, it does not depend on luck every time, after all, it still depends on strength.

According to his idea, Mo Songzi should serve as the deputy platoon leader first, command the heavy machine gun first, and see how his actual ability is before reusing it.

But Tang Dao rejected his suggestion of being the commander of the fire support company, and he promoted Mo Songzi to the full position of the platoon leader, not to mention the platoon leader, and gave him the command of the precious machine gun MG34.

No one can overthrow the decision of Battalion Commander Tang Day. Even if Cheng Tieshou has doubts, he can only accept the order, but in the end he is still a little worried. No, the three platoons under his command are stationed on three high grounds, so he personally ran to the first row Stationed Highland No. 1.

One general's incompetence killed the three armies. He was worried that Mo Songzi, who had fallen into Tang Dao's eyes by "luck", would bring disaster to his most elite team.

Judging from Mo Songzi's eagerness to fight, Cheng Tieshou didn't catch him very much. He really lacked sufficient strategic vision.

That was because Cheng Tieshou's requirements were too high. Before that, Mo Songzi was just a sergeant squad leader, and he was used to obeying orders on the battlefield. The officer would control the cannon to hit whoever he said he wanted to do.

And now that he has only been the leader of the platoon for a few days, he will immediately have the same judgment on the battlefield situation as Cheng Tieshou, a veteran soldier who has gone through months of battles.

The battlefield will make people grow, but it also needs enough time and experience, and it can never be done overnight.

However, Mo Songzi is still Cheng Tieshou's platoon leader after all, even if Cheng Tieshou looks down on him inexplicably, he still has to give him face, he sighed and patiently explained: "Let's just blow this guy up , that one must have fled away like a frightened bird? If we want to do it, I have to beat both of them down at once."

Pointing to the No. 3 Heights on the other side, "Did you see the action on the No. 3 Heights? That's why the big head just saw the semaphore we sent, and a dozen brothers specially sent to attract two Japanese planes by running." Machine's attention.

As long as the Japanese plane dares to adjust its direction to attack that side, it will expose its entire side to the cannons and MG1 on the No. 34 highland. Although there is no movement on the No. 2 highland, I also believe that they have already made preparations.

Our side has a firepower network composed of 3 machine guns and several anti-aircraft heavy machine guns. It looks terrible, but it is still not enough for the Japanese fighter planes flying at high speed. Therefore, we need to artificially create fighter planes. If you are arrogant enough to enter our trap just now, then we have a chance to hit with one blow. "

"Yes, yes, company commander, you are thinking about the long-term." Mo Songzi, who was somewhat simple and honest, nodded repeatedly and pointed to the sky. "What about the two Japanese planes?"

"They have already dropped the heavy aerial bombs they carry, and they are not a big threat to us. If they don't come down, let it go. If they dare to come down, we will kill them." Cheng Tieshou glanced at the thousands of people above his head. The two Japanese planes cruising at an altitude of [-] meters had cold eyes.

"Then, company commander, will you control the machine gun yourself this time, or will I do it?" Mo Songzi blinked.

"I'll come with a machine gun, you use MG34!" Cheng Tieshou decided to do it himself, so that he would feel more at ease.

"Well, then I'll take someone to find a battle position." Mo Songzi nodded, lifted the MG10 weighing more than 34 kilograms, and waved down repeatedly.

In the woods, several soldiers ran over carrying ammunition boxes and belts, and disappeared into the woods with Mo Songzi.

Cheng Tieshou looked at the direction in which Mo Songzi disappeared, and shook his head lightly, trying to dispel his worries.

The commander of the extremely pragmatic fire support company may not have imagined that there really are "children of luck" in this world.

That's very metaphysical, but there are such people.

There is a very lucky machine gunner on the Chinese side. For Toun Nagano and his landline, it can only be said that he is an unlucky boy.

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PS: There are two social gatherings today, colleagues at noon and team dinner at night. I can only update one chapter. It’s a holiday!Even busier than usual.However, this chapter is 3000 words, it is considered a big chapter, sorry!
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