Sword life

Chapter 221
Dozens of fighter jets rushed towards us, and the pressure brought by them was suffocating. Even Zhang Gang, who had experienced many battles, had to deal with it carefully.

"Commander, your goal here is too big, you go down for a while and wait until the little devil flies." Lu Meng tried to persuade him, and the next moment he was sent under a big tree.

"Whispering, if you hit a little devil, you have to risk your life. If you are afraid of death, don't be a soldier!" Zhang Gang roared, and a bomber was caught in a quadruple Oerlikon in his hand, and he opened fire brazenly.

The bullets jingled and piled up into a hill at Zhang Gang's feet!
Not only Zhang Gang's side, but also hundreds of anti-aircraft machine guns around Zhang Gang, no one flinched, and the whole forest was like an ancient monster, spitting flames everywhere.

The little devil's flying brigade didn't back down either. Although the bullets seemed dense like rain, it was far less terrifying in front of the pilots who had been fighting for so long!
The next moment, the two sides began to collide head-on. In just a split second, the little devil's plane fell like a dumpling, but at the same time, fighter jets strafed and bombers dropped heavy bombs, turning the situation around.

Especially the heavy bombardment of 500 kilograms of aerial bombs, which is equivalent to the weight of the shells of 380 mm caliber naval guns.

Because of the charge, the power is similar to that of the 406 naval gun shells. If one is dropped, it will damage the area of ​​a playground.

The forest under the plane was immediately covered by huge fireballs one after another, and the rain-like firepower of prevention and control was suddenly stopped.

Ichiro Takahashi breathed a sigh of relief, lowered the plane, and began to shoot along the ground. Two lines of fire extended past, smashing some anti-aircraft machine guns to pieces, but no one escaped, and they fired against the plane against the strafing fire.

"What a terrible opponent!" Ichiro Gaoqian couldn't help admiring, lowered his left wing and began to circle around, preparing for the next attack, but when he turned his head and looked, the third squadron following him was less than half.

Gao Qianichiro's smile could not help but freeze on his face, how could it be so powerful.

As far as I could see, I happened to see an 88mm artillery shell passing by a fighter jet, and then the distance was less than three meters. From the perspective of air combat, it was basically equivalent to passing by, but the shell suddenly exploded, forming a barrage directly Shoot down the fighter.

Takagen Ichiro's expression was solemn, realizing the seriousness of the problem. The plane occupied the commanding heights, and the ground was strenuous to shoot upwards.

If it explodes like this, the anti-aircraft firepower on the ground will be several times stronger at once. In the past, it took thousands of bullets to hit one bullet, but now it may hit one bullet with hundreds of bullets. It can be said that the air defense situation has changed.

The speed of the plane is so fast. When Ichiro Gaoqian turned these thoughts over again, he found that he had turned back thirty miles away, and other fighter jets were following him, and the radio channel was full of wailing.

"It's so accurate, I think that guy must have done something, otherwise how could he be so accurate!"

"It's not accurate, but it will explode near the plane. It's too evil. Are we fighting normal people!"

"Idiot, everyone knows what's going on, maybe that adult is in the woods below."

"That lord...is not something human can resist!"

On the ground, a huge pine tree was blown down by a bomb, exposing a huge root. Suddenly, a piece of the root was lifted. Zhang Gang pushed the armor plate away, took a deep breath, and suddenly coughed violently, blood like It sprayed out like a faucet, staining a large area of ​​the ground red.

Before the little devil dropped a 500KG aerial bomb, Zhang Gang blew up the quadruple Oerlikon volley in order to prevent the soldiers around him from suffering. He was a little slow to hide when he tried to hide, and was affected by the artillery fire.

This also has something to do with Zhang Gang always feeling that he is already invincible. He thought that it is impossible to force the 500 kg aerial bomb, and it should not be a big problem to suffer the aftermath, so he slowed down.

Looking at it now, no matter how strong it is, it is still a mortal body, and it cannot fight against Sangvis, or if there happens to be a tree next to it, it may die directly.

Struggling to get up, Zhang Gang slapped himself with a serious wound bandage with his backhand, and then ran all the way along the artillery fire. Whenever he encountered an injury, he would apply a minor wound bandage for the light one, and a serious wound bandage for the severe one.

"Commander, leave me alone, you're still vomiting blood, save the commander first!" a seriously wounded man said excitedly.

"It's okay, it's caused by my fast metabolism." After Zhang Gang finished speaking, he squirted out again, and put on a serious wound bandage with his backhand, and immediately regained his energy: "Don't worry, the squirt is full of blood. I'm very relaxed now."

Along the way, Zhang Gang was horrified. At least half of the hundreds of anti-aircraft machine guns were useless, and even more than half of the machine gunners were lost. Many machine gunners protected the anti-aircraft machine guns with their bodies in the face of the little devil's fire.

Overhead, the roar sounded again, and the little devil's plane formation came again. Compared with the last time, their number was also much smaller, and it seemed that there were only fifty or sixty planes.

Zhang Gang gritted his teeth and raised the dual-mounted 20mm Oerlikon cannon. His arms trembled slightly, and blood flowed from the broken skin, staining his entire body red.

"Fight with the little devil!" Seeing the commander so desperately fighting, the morale of the soldiers in the guard regiment was high. They removed the corpses of their comrades and stepped firmly on the anti-aircraft gun emplacement, not caring about life and death.

An anti-aircraft machine gun was erected again and aimed at the sky, and the remaining 88mm anti-aircraft guns were reloaded and raised their heads high.

"Commander, are you alright!" Lu Meng ran to Zhang Gang, held Zhang Gang's arm, his eyes turned red, it was the first time he saw Zhang Gang so weak.

"It's okay!" Zhang Gang said, and pulled the trigger on the little devil's plane. The huge recoil immediately shocked his body, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

There was another wave of shopping, and there were only thirty or forty little devils left, and Zhang Gang's side fell down again, leaving less than 300 people.

"Again!" Zhang Gang roared angrily. This time he was not injured. The bandages from the serious injury and his superhuman physique allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief. When Oerlikon shot, he was able to block the huge recoil.

"Come again!" Soldiers roared all over the mountains and plains, and dozens of anti-aircraft machine guns were set up, aiming at the little devil's plane!
At this moment, the remaining little devil planes suddenly turned around and fled without looking back. The bomber dropped all the bombs in the open space, and the fighter jets flew in front of the bomber, as if something was chasing them!
"Soft!" Zhang Gang spat out a mouthful of blood, a little surprised at the little devil's behavior.

(End of this chapter)