All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 304, One person, one machine turns the tide of battle
Takeuchi Lianshan used a new tactic, two or three sharpshooters aimed at a firepower point to provide precise firepower suppression.

In the battle, one enemy after another was killed, and the firepower was much reduced than before.

The infantry attacking the hillside position was surprised to find that the enemy was not as strong as before, and the attack became smoother.

The infantry attack was smoother than the previous ones, proving that the tactics were quite effective.

"It seems that we can win the airport today." Takeuchi Lianshan looked quite satisfied, revealing a little complacency in his heart which is rare.

The second and third companies of the Sichuan Army who came to stand firm did not feel good.

Bura just fired a short burst, which opened a few holes in the chest of the rushing little devil, and suddenly retracted his head, two bullets whizzed past the helmet.

"You bastard, Xiao Dongyang's marksmanship is outrageous today."

The little devil I met a few days ago had accurate marksmanship, but he was not so evil.The Kung Fu bullets came as soon as they showed their heads and took a breath. I felt like I was doing nothing but staring at them and shooting.

There was a call from the walkie-talkie hanging on his waist, and Bu La leaned against the trench and took it out.

"Second company commander, tell your people immediately, don't poke your head out to aim, just raise the gun above your head, just stick the muzzle out of the trench and shoot the little devil."

Long Wenwen's serious voice came from the walkie-talkie.

Not spicy, I feel very puzzled, raising the gun above the head to shoot, pure waste of bullets, what is the difference from shooting the gun into the sky?
There is a difference, doing so can provide fire suppression.

In the underground forward command post, Long Wenwen could see very clearly that the No. 400 little devils stopped at about [-] meters in front of the position, or squatted or lay down to aim.

Combined with the constant headshots of soldiers, he immediately thought of the enemy's purpose.

If it was placed three or four days ago, a round of rocket launchers would be used to wash the ground, and the little devil's tactics would be broken in minutes.

It's not working now, the gun mounts have been blown up.

What he thought of was an impossible solution, better than being called out one by one, and better than sitting still and waiting for death.

Anyway, the bullet was fired, and whether it hits or not depends entirely on destiny.

Delay a wave of time and let the people behind arrange the rockets. That thing can be fired without a gun mount, and there are simple aiming parameters on the shells. It is a gospel weapon.

The second and third companies used faith shooting, and the death rate dropped as expected.

The 400 meters position, aiming at a target the size of a human head, is quite difficult to hit.

A target the size of a slap, even those Japanese army sharpshooters can't hit it. The few who can hit it are definitely luck.

Bullets hissed past, and the attacking infantry hurriedly got down on the ground to stop their advance.

"Baga, how can you go up here?" A military officer complained and cursed.

The second lieutenant who led the team to attack didn't think so. The cloth strip tied on his head was written with the word must win. He raised his command knife and roared in a broken voice:
"Attack, the captain is watching from behind, attack me like a warrior!"

Reluctantly, the little devil climbed up and continued to attack, but he did not follow in the footsteps of the troops in front, only a few unlucky ones were shot.

After all, belief shooting looks scary, so don't count on accuracy.

Seeing the enemy's steady advance, Long Wenwen's anxious brow was dripping with sweat.

Once they entered into hand-to-hand combat, the death rate would increase significantly. Today, the little devils are going to wipe them all out.

But at this point, does he still have a choice?
He could only grit his teeth and inform the fourth and fifth companies of the reserve team, ready to enter the battlefield and drive the enemy down.

The six Japanese bombers circling in the sky never swooped down to drop bombs, probably waiting for an opportunity.

The infantry is already charging, and the time has come.

The dive bombers screamed, and attacked from behind the Chaochuan Army's position, dropping a series of bombs precisely, smashing the traffic trench and the soldiers passing through it quickly.

They used aerial bombs as a fire barrier to prevent the reserve team of the Sichuan Army from going into battle.

The ground trembled when the explosion occurred, and a cloud of dust fell from the top of his head, making Long Wenwen more and more like a soil mouse.

He rushed out of the underground command post, looking at the bomber that was rising in the sky, preparing for the next dive, his face was full of shock and disbelief.

"How ruthless, the little devil wants to kill, so he has to occupy the position." Long Wenwen couldn't help sighing, feeling a chill in his heart.

Although behind one position, there are two and three.

But once a position is broken through, it means that the enemy has mastered the offensive strategy, and they can continue to copy it in the second or third positions.

Could it be that this last day is going to be unbearable?

Suddenly, two rockets with white smoke from their tails flew in and hit a bomber that was diving. The plane exploded in the air and disintegrated, and the fragments fell from the sky.

Who did it?There are no anti-aircraft missiles anymore!

Long Wenwen looked in the direction of the rocket and saw a strange aircraft that he had never seen before.

There is no wing like a bird's wing, and there seems to be a fast spinning thing stuck on it.

How did this fly?

Who is he?
It can't be the black technology brought by the group leader, right?
Long Wenwen asked three times in his mind, but no one could answer him at this time.

The only thing that is certain is that those who use strange aircraft are friends rather than enemies.

I saw rockets flying out continuously, with two as a wave, chasing the Japanese bombers who realized that they were climbing and fleeing.

The second, third, and soon four planes were blown up.

Every time a plane was blown up, the soldiers of the Sichuan Army who looked up would raise their arms and shout excitedly.

"Good job, blame the plane, shoot down all the little devil's planes!"

"Finally, I let out a bad breath, so that you little devil will be embarrassed again."

"Looking at those two planes, they were so frightened that they flew up and down."

Seeing their companions being knocked out, the two surviving Japanese bombers continued to dodge and flew towards the helicopter that they regarded as a freak aircraft.

Bombers carry [-]mm self-defense cannons, which can also attack aircraft in the air.

It's just that they thought too beautifully. Under the short wings of the helicopter, four precision-guided rockets were launched in a row, and they went up to face the bomber, blowing up on the spot.

All six bombers received box lunches.

Chen Hao, the only pilot in the helicopter, shook his fist excitedly.

"Woohoo, exciting!"

Glancing at the target red dot on the detection equipment, he drove the armed helicopter and flew over the Japanese army.

The equipped 23mm cannon is aimed at ground targets.

The Japanese infantry who are charging, fight!
The shells cleared a line like a plow, and were blown to pieces by the little devils who hit directly, and those who were close to each other were killed by shrapnel.

Four or five enemies were killed in an instant.

"The division is too scattered, and the efficiency of playing like this is a bit slow."

"Forget it, you are worth money this time."

Chen Hao muttered something, and the helicopter turned around and flew over, washing the ground with precision-guided rockets.

Press once for two shots, and press four times in a row, and eight rockets will fall in stages, covering an area the size of a football field.

The shock wave of the explosion was visible to the naked eye, and eight columns of smoke were as high as a three-story building.

In the area covered by the rockets, the little devils who raised their guns to shoot at the helicopter, and the little devils who lay down on the ground to hide, no matter what they were doing, they were not spared.

"My God, this must be the leader, he is back."

Long Wenwen was overjoyed and exclaimed, which stunned the others.

Among the people he had met, only Chen Hao would be so extravagant and wasteful, using a weapon to fight an aircraft to fight infantry.

"Deputy head, is it true that our head is back?" the guard asked.

"That's not true. Except for our regiment leader, you have never seen anyone who can make such a novel weapon." Meng interjected annoyed.

As the first batch of senior qualifications and the glory of the leader, these veterans should have a share.

By the way, the head of the group is also very powerful. I thought about how he would come, but why I ignored that I could come directly by plane.

Meng Fanle suddenly realized that he still didn't know the leader well enough.

The situation was originally good, and Takeuchi Lianshan, who was waiting for the celebration, was stunned to see the six bombers destroyed.

He couldn't figure out what kind of ghost aircraft it was, and what magical weapon it was using, with such a high hit rate.

Similar to the mysterious weapon that kept shooting down planes before.

If the six planes were destroyed and Takeuchi Lianshan was shocked, then a round of rockets washed the ground and killed less than half of the attacking infantry, which made him so surprised that he wanted to scold his mother.

Fighting infantry with a weapon that fights an airplane is a waste of money.

The key is that this attack is going to fail,

But the one who caused Takeuchi Lianshan's cardiac arrest was still behind, and the strange aircraft locked on the team of sharpshooters that had been assembled.

It was the same set just now, with rockets washing the ground and machine guns firing.

"asshole!"

Takeuchi Lianshan cursed angrily, and couldn't help trembling slightly.

The two hundred grassroots backbones are the essence of their alliance, and their large number of deaths is an irreparable loss for the entire alliance.

Also, he had just come up with a tactic that proved to be effective, and with the loss of a large number of sharpshooters, he could not continue.

It will have a deeper impact on the subsequent offense.

Takeuchi Lianshan can live well now, but it is too far away in the future.

"Send a telegram to the Division Headquarters, asking them to immediately mobilize the air defense force, send an attack plane to take off, and must destroy this aircraft!"

"Yes." The chief of staff beside him reminded him: "The aircraft is coming towards the jungle, let's avoid it."

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, and the rocket bombs wash the ground so scary. The chief of staff has witnessed the tragedy ahead, and his heart is trembling.

Takeuchi Lianshan wanted to refuse, but when he looked up, he saw that the aircraft was coming towards them, and he retreated under the cover of the guards.

"The infantry hiding in the jungle, the rockets are running out, so let's find the artillery first."

Chen Hao, who was flying a helicopter over their heads, had no idea that he had let a senior officer go.

(End of this chapter)