Bright Sword: Infinite Logistics

Chapter 63 Air Defense
The two planes in the sky maintained the same speed. The two aviation soldiers communicated with each other with gestures, and then began to descend.

The two aircraft are of different models.One is a Type [-] biplane fighter. This is the last biplane fighter of the Japanese, and it is an older model.

The other is the Type [-] low-wing monoplane fighter that was put into service last year. Not only is it a modified version of the Type B, it is also a rare version of the Type B equipped with a radio. Its performance is much better than the Type [-].

At this moment, the two planes were lowering their altitude one after the other to observe the battlefield.

"what's going on?"

The Japanese pilot looked at the conspicuous smoke in the city and was stunned for a moment, then continued to lower the altitude of the plane.That place looked like a war zone, and that's what they came for.

Soon, the experienced Japanese pilots discovered that someone was exchanging fire on both sides of the smoke, and the fighting was extremely fierce.He used the fastest speed to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, then shook the wings, notified the Type [-] behind him, and immediately dived down.

"The Japanese plane is coming, stay hidden!" Cheng Shifa crawled to the ground.

In fact, there was no need for Cheng Shifa to remind him. He had rich experience in strafing and bombing from planes on the Eighth Route.As early as the sound of the plane sounded, some veterans hid as a reflex, and then added a few more smoke bombs in the direction of the Japanese barracks to block their vision.

The recruits who had not been bombed did not panic. They were organized into teams. Some leaned against the wall and corner, some found a good position and lay on the ground, and some simply hid on the ground floor of the nearby house. .Although multiple groups of people ran to the same bunker at the same time, not much time was wasted.Before the Japanese plane attack, almost all the soldiers hid.

"Fire!"

Just when the two planes dived down one after the other and four 7.7mm machine guns swept out four bullet marks on the two streets, Li Yunlong finally gave the order.

The 25 machine guns that had been prepared opened fire almost simultaneously under Li Yunlong's order.In the continuous sound of shooting, the bullets built an irregular giant net and directly covered the two fighter planes.

"Nani?!"

Both aircraft were startled by the sudden burst of anti-aircraft firepower.They didn't care about the results of this dive, and immediately raised the aircraft to an altitude of 600 meters.After checking whether the fuselage was damaged, he started circling left and right again, carefully observing the battlefield again.

However, just when they thought they were highly safe, another round of shells came over.This time it's not the Czech light machine gun, but the Suloton 20mm machine gun.

It has a shooting height of 3400 meters, high accuracy, an experienced gunner, and a shooting mode of continuous fire with the left grip and single shot with the right grip.Even though this gun only has a twenty-round magazine fed from the left side, and even though the wheel frame can only fire at [-] degrees, it still scared the Japanese pilot into a cold sweat - the Type [-] fighter with outdated performance once again improved own height.

On the street, an old squad leader waved his hand to fan the stirred up dust and coughed twice.Then he squinted and observed the situation around him: a straight bullet mark on the ground extended into the distance.This bullet mark was not parallel to the street. Where the bullet mark intersected with the wall, a recruit was lying on the ground, hugging his calf, gritting his teeth and saying nothing.The ground was bright red.

"Hygienist, hygienist!" The old squad leader shouted to the hygienist and rushed over to check the soldier's wounds.

"coming."

Two warriors, a man and a woman, trotted over.The female soldier quickly checked the wound, then took out a tourniquet from the medical bag carried by the male soldier and tied it firmly on his thigh.

This wave of swooping fire hit four soldiers, two were killed on the spot, one was injured in the calf, and another was shot through the shoulder.Overall, casualties were fewer than expected.Firstly, the soldiers hid in time, and secondly, the air defense measures were effective. The two Japanese fighter planes were forced to raise their altitude by machine guns.

"What a bloody devil!" the old squad leader yelled at the sky.This blue and beautiful sky is still enemy territory.

Cheng Shifa was rescuing the wounded, but Li Yunlong was busy. More than 20 machine gun teams quickly changed magazines, and ammunition handlers were busy pressing bullets.As soon as the Sulotong machine gun on the side stopped, the Japanese plane began another dive.

Different from the previous round, this time the targets are their air defense forces that can threaten aircraft.

"Move the machine gun's attention, continue with the light machine gun!" Li Yunlong glanced at the machine gun next to him and made a decision without thinking.The light machine gun unit can afford to lose, but the machine gun cannot, and the division only has two.This thing is a powerful tool for suppressing the bunker's firing holes. If used at a critical moment, it may be able to reverse the situation, but it cannot be lost here.

"Fire!"

Another large net of bullets shot towards the two aircraft.Perhaps because of the previous experience, the bullets this time were denser than last time.

The Japs' aircraft are notoriously resistant to beatings. Even if the Czech caliber is only 7.92mm, the Japs are not willing to take their own lives as a joke.Therefore, after the Japanese plane swept a line towards the machine gun group on the ground, it immediately pulled back up to a height higher than the last time.

"Report casualties!"

"One sacrificed, two injured!" a company instructor quickly reported.

"The rest will make up the place!" Li Yunlong shouted.

Yang Chuanzong replaced the magazine with a new one, then put down the gun, half-knelt on the ground, and closed the eyes of the young soldier on the ground.His eyes looked at the warrior's right hand. The red bandage was too dazzling.

"Xiao Wang, I owe you a life, but I haven't had time to pay you back..."

Li Yunlong walked to Yang Chuanzong, took off his shirt, and put it on his right shoulder: "Yang Chuanzong."

"Captain, you..."

"Put it up, your machine gun is more accurate than mine." Li Yunlong smiled and patted Yang Chuanzong on the shoulder: "Don't worry, it's just this time, next time I have to get an anti-aircraft gun in advance!"

The Japanese plane was hovering in the sky, reluctant to make its third dive.

These two planes were fighter jets, and their firepower was still weak. They only had two 7.7mm machine guns with 500 rounds of ammunition.The effective attack height on the ground is about [-] meters. Any higher and there is no accuracy at all.

In other words, the Japanese aircraft and the new regiment's anti-aircraft machine guns were in a subtle state of mutual threat.Although there are certain advantages to flying a plane high and low, if it is shot down, it will not be worth the loss.

"idiot!"

The pilot of Type [-] suddenly felt a sense of irritability in his heart.Why is this aircraft equipped with a radio? If it were four [-]-pound aerial bombs, it should not be so weak now...

"Forget it, just keep it above 500 meters. In addition, let the airport send a [-]-heavy bomber."

Japanese army camp, second floor, behind the window.Taro Yasui looked at the two planes circling in the sky and closed his eyes.

He heard the sound of machine gunfire from the Eighth Route Army. It was intense and shocking.Even in a regiment-level battle, it is rare to hear such intense machine gun fire.

He understood why the two planes were hovering hesitantly in the sky, but he knew better what it meant.

"Where is the farewell telegram I wrote? Send it to the headquarters."

After saying that, Taro Yasui seemed to have lost all his strength.He looked at the samurai sword on the sword holder beside him: "Nishiura-kun, please be my intermediary."

(End of this chapter)