The ridge to the east.

Six Nakajima Iron Falcon fighters have completely become the overlord of the sky.

There is no plane that can fight in the Three-Shot Eighth Route Army!

The eighth way of earth on the east and west hills is hard to fly!

It is only a matter of time before the people of these 8th Route Army secret service groups are eliminated...

After plowing the ridge back and forth several times, a pilot finally found that something seemed wrong.

As for how many Eighth Route Forces were killed by the airborne machine gun, or even whether it hit the Eighth Route Forces, there was almost no confidence...

In the gap between the plane's strafing, the Eighth Route Army can always seize the opportunity to emerge, and use the most primitive method: throw stones under the ridge!

And the ground troops that were about to approach the top of the ridge were sometimes smashed off the cliff by stones!

Looking at the steep mountain road, the pilot was really helpless except for continuing to dive to the Eighth Route Strike on the ridge.

The purpose of entering the mountain this time is mainly to support the attacking ground forces. The position where two bombs could be mounted under the wings was empty at this time, so it was okay to throw a bomb...

The Japanese aircraft was originally equipped with advanced radio intercoms, but it was a pity that the call quality was particularly poor and was almost useless except for increasing the weight of the aircraft!

The way pilots cooperate is either by sign language or by using the aircraft's flight posture to cooperate.

Before going to heaven, more pilots habitually brought a blackboard and a few chalks in the cabin to write bird songs on it and communicate with teammates...

The lieutenant attacking above the ridge was even more aggrieved. The mountain road was narrow. Every time the grenadiers just gave up bullets, the Eighth Route Army above could always accurately smash the stones.

It looks like he was beaten.

The heavy fire mortar behind has not been shipped yet...

The terrain on the ridge is unknown, and even if the pilot can see it, it cannot immediately transmit it to the ground forces.

The pilot was not stupid, so he immediately changed the direction of the strafing and adjusted the direction of the flight to the north and south, thinking that this would allow the Eighth Route Army to escape. However, the pilot was disappointed. There were too many rocks on the ridges, and the Eighth Route Army was as agile as a monkey. He always avoided the stones that machine gun bullets could not hit before the ballistic arrived.

If the flight is too low, the Tujiao Route Army will occasionally use machine guns to strafuse the plane...

I felt that the wing seemed to be hit by the Tujiao Route Army gun. Fortunately, the plane did not have any problems, but the pilot did not dare to fly too low...

The six planes were hovering in the sky helplessly, and then dived and shot again...

"Mancang, if you can shoot a plane, I'll ask your sister Guihua to tell you about your wife..." Tang Dagou stared at the plane's teeth itchy. He tried to shoot several shots with a rifle, but he didn't even hit a single shot...

Mancang shook his head embarrassedly, looked at the plane that was moving away, and adjusted the machine gun position to avoid the Japanese plane machine gun trajectory that he was about to face again: "I obviously hit the front one, but the Japanese plane didn't seem to be afraid of bullets at all..."

"You didn't hit the plane's engine or fuel tank..." Liu Manhe threw a stone weighing dozens of kilograms under the cliff again, and he shouted at the top of his throat.

After saying that, he shook his head and a fog of dust spread out from his military cap, all of which were stone chips splashed on the stones by machine gun bullets.

"I'm going to focus on three machine guns. Even if the plane is not afraid of bullets, if it happens to be covered with the Japanese flying the plane, it can still be shot..." Dagou thought that the troops had used this method before, but that time he used more than a dozen machine guns and fired for a long time before he could smoke a plane. The plane still flew away in the end...

Without anti-aircraft machine guns, I want to shoot a plane? Yang Crazyman, who was hiding in the cracks of the stone, looked at these 25 people and couldn't help but shake his head: "Impossible..."

The observation whistle shouted at the top of his throat: "The plane is here again, be careful to hide..."

The anxious Ma Liang turned a deaf ear and still held up his telescope and looked at the ridge of the Jiuying west.

The smoke of gunpowder seemed to be rolling on the ridge in the distance, and was then taken away by the mountain wind.

He knew very well that the Japanese had begun to attack the battalion commander...

However, he can do nothing now...

Even if it's dark, the battalion commander probably won't be able to break through...

Li Laosi next to him looked at the direction of the roaring plane flying in, and quickly pressed Ma Liang's head behind the stone.

After throwing stones on the ridge, the secret service soldier jumped out of the pile of rocks and found a good cover for his comrades.

Even though I knew how to avoid machine gun ballistics, several guerrilla soldiers and cadet platoon leaders were bitten by machine gun bullets...

At this time, there is no way to first aid the wound, so you can only bandage the wound, life and death... are all life...

...

Hu Yi risked his head being hit by a rain of bullets, quickly looked at the Japanese attacking formation on the gentle slope, and immediately ordered the messenger next to him: "Import Tian Sanqi quickly and wait until the Japanese approached the cliff before pulling the mines..."

Having been beaten countless times by the Japanese, he knew very well what measures would be taken to attack under such circumstances.

It is absolutely not feasible to fight fire with the Japanese.

But it's okay to give the Japanese some eye drops.

After long-term experience in fighting the Japanese, he knew that the Japanese could shell the gun, so there were not many people who asked Tian Sanqi to pre-arrange the positions on the edge of the cliff highlands.

Even so, Tian Sanqi's company still had more than ten casualties.

You can only bring the Japanese closer to make the Japanese mortar useless.

After years of using machine guns, he knew better that the Japanese machine gun ballistics could only hit straight lines, and when attacking upward, it was not a big threat to the warriors hiding behind the stones.

Tian Sanqi's heart was bleeding, and the half of his men lost their combat power before the battle began!

With blood-red eyes staring at the Japanese infantry under the cliff through the cracks of the stone, he shouted at the messenger beside him: "Hurry up and call ten thousand fifteen shots to blow up the Japanese machine gun positions..."

"Yes..." The messenger quickly covered the rocks and crawled carefully away from the position of the bullet...

Behind a huge rock.

The machine gun bullets were too dense, and he didn't dare to take risks in probing his head with tens of thousands of thin players in the mortar team.

He ordered the four or five soldiers who followed him to push a stone beside him as he asked to onto the boulder that was one with the ridge.

In this way, a gap can be formed between the two stones.

Soon, with the sound of bullets shot from the Japanese machine guns in the distance hitting the rocks, tens of thousands of thin and thin stared at the gap and began to observe the position coordinates of the Japanese machine gun positions.

He felt a little unhappy. These local eighth leaders thought that even if they knew a few words, they were considered educated.

These two hundred and five can't calculate the ballistic at all!

He has to do everything himself...

From the observer to the first gunner, he is the only one of the second gunners...

All the eighth Route Army members who followed him to learn artillery were 25...

In addition to learning how to load No. 1 and No. 2, even adjusting the high and low machine is just a blind adjustment...

Chief Hu knew how to calculate, but he was the commander...

Old bandit Qi would also count, but that guy didn't go to the front line because he was a wounded soldier...

Li Xiang had to defend the back road, so naturally he could not be an assistant for him...

Fortunately, I even tried to let the Japanese soldiers teach these 25 people two days of artillery class...

That Japanese devil deserves to die. Just talking about theory is useless...

If there are two of the eighth routes who can calculate the ballistics, the coordinates of the possible firepower points that each enemy may have arranged in advance, and there is no need for him to scratch his ears and faces to calculate temporarily.

As for using his strengths at this time, he used his head to raise his thumb to measure the distance and direction to shoot... Under the Japanese's dense machine gun bullet shooting, he could definitely make eighteen holes in his head...

It's natural that you can't do it if you're purely seeking death...

While scratching his head, he wrote and scratched the ghost painting talismans on the cigarette box that no one could understand. His educational level was not very good. While cursing for a long time, he couldn't figure out that his figure was ugly...

Unpredictable, a messenger crawled next to him and shouted loudly: "Brother Wan, Company Commander Tian asked you if you can shoot Japanese machine guns..."

"Want, do you think I don't want to fight?"

"Or why do you let me try?"

"You? Get out of here..."

The messenger from Tian Sanqi Company did not leave, and hesitated and made serious suggestions: "I can shoot grenade launchers!"

"Yes... the Japanese artillery position is far away, and the grenade launcher cannot be hit. The machine gun position is 300 meters, which is not within the range?" Wan Zhangxi murmured to himself, and slapped the shoulders of the soldiers crawling on the ground, and ordered the two "artillery" under Li Xiang next to him: "Go and get the grenade launcher quickly..."

When the grenade launcher was sent to Wanbaxi, the correspondent sent by Xiao Hongying braved the dense rain of bullets and crawled beside Hu Yi among the rocks, shouting loudly...

The Japanese guns roared over their heads like money-free, and Hu Yi frowned: "You shout loudly...what did you say just now?"

The warrior who sent the order quickly reported: "The brother of Yang Crazy Man Liu Yuanqing said that he has a way to make the Japanese lose money this time..."
Chapter completed!