All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 306, Helicopter Hunting
On the Yunnan-Burma Highway, a convoy of more than 200 vehicles advances like a long snake.

A sidecar motorcycle led the way, followed by several Toyota passenger cars, and more trucks, with a small two hundred.

There are Nissan, Toyota, and Isuzu, and some American-made two-ton trucks.

The trucks were all filled with military supplies, ammunition, fuel, food, etc. It was obvious that this was a convoy to deliver supplies to the troops running ahead.

Suddenly the car in front stopped, and Yoshida, who was sitting in the co-pilot with a short figure, opened the door and jumped out: "What happened?"

A soldier ran over from the front: "Sir, at the corner ahead, a car is stuck in a pothole and is asking someone to push it."

"Let them hurry up, it's too late for General Kojiro to be angry, but no one can stop him." Major Yoshida waved his hand to signal the soldiers to leave, unbuttoned their clothes, and took a paper fan to cool off.

The damn Burma Highway sucks, people don't know what to say.

The roads are in disrepair, and when it rains, it becomes a muddy pit. It takes a lot of time to bring the engineers and soldiers together. According to the current situation, let alone arriving on schedule, it is not uncommon to be half a day late.

"The Chinese people use this road to transport strategic materials back. Why don't they repair it?" Yoshida Shaozuo said in wonder.

The driver was a lieutenant, and he said with a smile, "Sir, this is Burma, and it turned out to be the territory of the British. It would be a good idea to borrow the way. How can the Chinese people extend their hand."

Major Yoshida nodded when he heard it. Although they are not on the front line, they are still very concerned about the battle situation on the front line.

At the beginning, the British refused the help of their allies, and then called people when they couldn't stand it anymore, but by then it was too late, and they couldn't stand the attack of the imperial army and collapsed thousands of miles away.

If they had called people earlier, although they would still fail, they would not fail in this virtue.

Even the rather important artillery regiments are not taken away, and can only be used as a backup.

Shao Zuo Yoshida lit a cigarette and chatted: "The convoy will go another [-] kilometers and arrive at the Gold Mine Airport. I heard that the traffic is still going on there."

The lieutenant said: "That's right. The number of enemies seems to be not many, only 2000 people. But they have an artillery regiment, and all the infantry have used automatic firepower such as submachine guns. It would be a headache to think about it. "

"That's not the reason for being unable to attack for a long time. It has been delayed for six days." Major Yoshida complained angrily.

May has entered the rainy season, and every time there is more rain, the muddy roads will be more difficult to walk.

There are many roads, either washed away or covered by mudslides. If there are no engineers and soldiers, they will simply not be able to go.

The time was delayed, and the officers became more and more angry. Major Yoshida could have predicted that their convoy would arrive late, and was scolded bloody by the officers.

Shao Zuo Yoshida couldn't help regretting that he didn't work hard back then, and was assigned to the Transportation Division in desperation.

It was simply the worst choice in his life.

The tasks performed are too monotonous, not a combat arm, it is difficult to accumulate military exploits, the promotion of military rank is usually much slower than other arms, and the popularity is very low.

The infantry department students who graduated with him all managed to reach the threshold of generals if they did well, and those who did well after that all became major and lieutenant commanders.

How could he be ridiculed by his own people even if he was a major like him.

What is said, "If heavy soldiers can be regarded as soldiers, then dragonflies and butterflies can be regarded as birds."

A major captain of the army, in charge of nearly [-] people, is not as good as a squadron captain of a captain of the infantry.

Humiliated everywhere, no status at all.

There was a loud noise in the sky, Major Yoshida looked up, and saw an aircraft that he couldn't recognize, flying from the front.

The aircraft made a loud noise and looked rather weird.

"What is this? Is it our plane?" The lieutenant, who poked his head out of the car window, asked suspiciously.

Major Yoshida didn't know, he was well-informed, but he had never heard of a new guy like this.

The aircraft flew overhead, and he didn't take it seriously except for being curious.

Chen Hao, who flew over the convoy in a helicopter, asked, "Can you see clearly, how big is this convoy?"

"There are more than 100 cars, it's quite long, how about killing them all?" Fan Longbiao shouted, anyway, it's not about hitting anyone, as long as it's a little devil.

Several other company commanders leaned their heads against the window, and only counted roughly.

Meng Fan was the brightest, and said plainly: "There are about 210 to 600 trucks. This is a Japanese army's supply team. The number is about [-] people. It is very valuable."

Everyone couldn't help but look at him, the plane flew over the convoy in just a few seconds, can this be counted?
"How do you know this is a big team?" Milong asked.

Of course by knowledge.

The smallest unit of the Japanese army's logistics force is the squadron, a squadron has 180 people and theoretically 75 vehicles.

The three squadrons are a brigade. Judging from the cars, the brigade will have troops directly under it, so there will be more people.

"You know a lot, kid, not bad." Chen Hao boasted that he was bored, and turned back in a circle on the helicopter: "Since it is valuable, then don't look for it, and send them on their way."

The cruising speed of the helicopter is about 280 kilometers per hour, which is far beyond the comparison of the cars on the ground.

Soon they saw the convoy again.

The convoy hasn't solved the trouble yet, and still stays on the road, long and long, like a forest python magnified twenty times.

Everyone on the helicopter was looking forward to it. For the first time, they stared straight at the enemies on the ground.

"Amitabha God bless, let me send you to hell."

Chen Hao prayed and cheered, and pressed the launch button of the operating handle, and the rockets on board rushed towards the convoy on the ground at a frequency of two rounds.

In a few seconds, the helicopter flew over half of the convoy, and all 28 rockets were fired.

The explosion was dizzying, covering half of the convoy in a short period of time, as if a fire dragon broke out from the ground.

"Wow, that's exciting."

"Yes, just kill them like this."

"Bastard bastard, this is too scary."

All of them were stunned, with exclamations from their mouths, some were trembling with excitement, while others were trembling with fear.

A series of rockets fell, and half of the convoy was engulfed in flames. Two or three hundred little devils didn't even see their enemies, and all reported to hell.

This is the advanced weaponry they have, how can it not be exciting.

But also thinking about it, if the enemy has such a weapon, it would be extremely sad for an infantryman.

Killed in a daze, without knowing how to die, isn't it sad?
Chen Hao couldn't care about those, he pressed the button with his thumb, and drove the plane to easily kill two or three hundred enemies, which was more exciting to him than anything else.

It's like a shot of stimulant, the whole person is on the top, and endless pride is ignited in the heart.

At this moment, he can declare that he can master the fear of the enemy.

At the same time, Major Yoshida's eyes widened when he witnessed the artillery shells fired from the aircraft in the sky, blowing up half of the convoy into flames.

His face was full of shock and disbelief, and then he couldn't help trembling slightly, his mouth opened and he couldn't even make a sound.

It shocked him more than being attacked by an artillery regiment.

Because it had never been seen before, the way of destroying the convoy was extraordinarily novel, beyond his imagination.

The noise of the aircraft in the sky became louder, and the Japanese soldiers almost stopped their hearts when they heard it, and they all looked at the sky with numb scalps.

The lieutenant started the car, adjusted the steering wheel to prepare to drive the car off the road, and did not forget to remind: "Sir, the enemy plane is coming, quickly hide in the jungle."

"Hiding? Where can I hide?" Major Yoshida came back to his senses and looked up at the strange aircraft in the sky.

Half of the brigade has been destroyed, and hundreds of trucks, including more than 200 tons of various supplies above, are all burning in flames.

How does he explain to his superiors?

If the remaining half of the brigade were also destroyed, they would have to apologize for their sins if they were alive, and it would be better to be buried in the sea of ​​fire.

At least to put it nicely, he died for his country, and his family members can get more consolation money.

There was a soft sound of bang bang, and the cannons carried by the helicopter poured 23mm shells on the trucks that lined up in a long snake formation.

This shell is enough to smash the Japanese tanks, and it is overkill to use it on a truck.

A dozen shells went down, the truck's fuel tank was detonated, and the whole car exploded into a ball of flames.

Chen Hao controlled the helicopter to hover, set fire to more than a dozen trucks with machine guns, and had a hard time until the shells ran out.

There are still [-] or [-] trucks of the Japanese army that have not been destroyed. Some drivers reacted and drove the trucks off the road, and some trucks were thrown on the road and left unattended.

The helicopter had run out of ammunition, so Chen Hao was not willing to evacuate.

It's not his character that the fat from the mouth slips away.

"Open the cabin and hit the front of the truck with Gatling, it's exciting."

Chen Hao exhorted excitedly, if no one flew the plane for him, he would have done it himself.

"I knew it would come in handy."

Milong was on the side, opened the cockpit excitedly, got the right to fire the Gatling gun first, and aimed at the convoy below.

"Little devil, let grandpa beat you to death!"

The launch button was pressed, and with the humming of the motor, large-caliber bullets fell from the sky like hailstones, turning the truck body into briquettes.

Meng Fan, who was next to him, couldn't stand it anymore: "Milong, your marksmanship is too good. If you can't do it, you can change to someone else."

"I didn't get used to playing like this the first time, so I'll do it again."

Milong refused to let go, and tried to fight again.

Fortunately, the helicopter is hovering, and the target vehicle is parked on the road. It is equivalent to hitting a fixed target and it is easy to hit. A string of bullets goes down and the front of the car is directly blown up.

Watching the target explode is much more exciting than hitting someone.

Milong had a great time playing, roll call from right to left, a box of [-] rounds was used up, and six or seven trucks were blown up.

"Tuan Zuo, the bullet is gone, can you change it?" Mi Long asked with a shy smile.

Chen Hao poked his hand behind him, Mi Long picked up the full box of bullets, quickly replaced them and continued to shoot.

In addition to being shocked, the devils on the ground did not resist.
A supply squadron is equipped with four rifles, two light machine guns, and the rest are pistols and sabers.

In terms of automatic weapons, they are worse than infantry, but they are not bad at courage.

They all raised their rifles to shoot at the helicopter, and even mounted the crooked sub-machine gun on a high place as an anti-aircraft machine gun, and the bullets whizzed towards the helicopter.

Chen Hao didn't dare to continue hovering, so he quickly controlled the helicopter to fly away: "Anyone who knows how to use a heavy machine gun, I will fly at a lower speed, and then continue to sweep."

Mi Long was not convinced, but he obediently let go and let Long Wenwen take his place.

Chen Hao drove the helicopter, and Long Wenwen used Gatling to shoot the trucks on the road.

In some Hollywood blockbusters, the scene where the bald eagle Lu Hangbing bullies the weak armed forces looks like it was carved out of a mold.

The only difference is that they have more bullets.

The helicopter circled back and forth four or five times over the convoy, including the truck driving off the road, and everything it could see exploded.

Don't get too hung up on it.

On the way back after finishing work, the adrenaline secreted subsided, and Long Wenwen regretted it: "more than 200 trucks, at least more than 400 tons of supplies.

If we send someone to grab it back, I don't know how long it will take.It's such a pity to burn it all down like this. "

Chen Hao glanced at him, thinking that Long Wenwen was also swollen, and he needed to pour a basin of cold water.

"If you want to grab it, grab it, this is the six hundred devils, it's not a dish, you can eat it if you want.

Don't look at how easy it is to use a helicopter to destroy it. If you really want to take someone to fight, even if you bite back, it will cost you a company. "

Long Wenwen still doesn't quite believe that it's just a heavy soldier, without much training, how much combat power they can have.

It is [-] infantrymen, let the current Sichuan Army fight, at most a hundred casualties.

The firepower of the weapon is there!

Long Wenwen underestimated the heavy Japanese soldiers.

Baggage soldiers are not combat arms, but occasionally get involved in battles.

At the same time, when the number of troops is insufficient, it will also serve as a guard and guard and assist the infantry.

Therefore, the trainmen are usually equipped with lances that are shorter than ordinary rifles.

Dispatched to relevant units, sometimes equipped with small-caliber guns as temporary artillery, and sometimes assigned to infantry units to perform the same tasks as infantry, it is quite versatile.

How is the combat effectiveness?
According to records, during the battle at Pingxingguan Xiaozhai, more than 340 people from the Zhongxi Squadron and Yajima Squadron of the Japanese army fought with the [-]th Division and the [-]th Regiment of the Eighth Route Army for more than four hours.
Squadron leader Yajima even sent out a detachment of more than forty people to capture Laoyemiao under the circumstances of the disparity in numbers.

This group of people belonged to the auto repair squad, which shows that the Japanese army's heavy soldiers have considerable combat effectiveness.

If you really treat these people as drivers and underestimate them, you will definitely suffer.
Long Wenwen was taught, but he still felt that Chen Hao overestimated the enemy and underestimated his own family.

The Sichuan Army Corps all have automatic rifles, rocket launchers and rocket launchers. Can the Eighth Route Army compare with them?

If you can spend more time practicing and eating these 50 people, the casualties that the enemy can inflict on them can be completely controlled below [-] people.

Of course, if two helicopters come together, they will be wiped out in minutes without injury.

Not only is the firepower ferocious enough, but the speed is really fast.

No, in less than half an hour, they had already finished fighting and came back. Who would have thought that they had killed a Japanese supply team?
Nearly six hundred little devils have returned to hell.

Lack of imagination, it will feel like bragging, but it is the truth.

It is impossible for infantry to have such efficiency in the next life.

After all, the helicopter is more powerful.

(End of this chapter)