The weather is good, breeze, and cloudless.

Two shells landed accurately on the ridge.

After two loud bangs, bursts of smoke rose.

The shooting sounds on the mountain stopped.

The platoon leader shook his head, shook off the dust of gravel, and shouted to the side: "Don't stay in the valley, move and retreat quickly..."

"It's all okay. We're condescending, the Japanese can't beat him..."

"Don't be careless..."

His ears were still buzzing, and the deputy shooter in charge of observation and machine gun shouted: "No, the Japanese plane is here again..."

"Hurry up and put on a disguise..." The platoon leader was shocked. The Japanese were too arrogant and looked down on their own people. We only had one squad. You not only used mortars, but also transferred the planes?

"Don't stay by the mountain road, try to get into the cracks of the stone..."

"Collaborately check the disguise... The Japanese plane is the eagle in the sky, we are the little chickens, as long as he can't see us, he is the blind..."

The smoke rising from the mountain is the best indicator target, and the fighter jets in the dual-aircraft formation will soon fly over the ridge.

The pilot immediately observes visually and finds the target.

However, I saw nothing...

Flying steadily to the north, and after sending a report to the ground to confirm the target, the battle turned around and flew back again...

Pilots are all talents. Not only do they have to know how to hold meetings, but they also have to learn how to code and send newspapers and translate newspapers...

There is no way. The Eighth Route Army is on the ridge and the Imperial Elite is at the foot of the mountain. The air information contact board is basically useless...

Two bombs roared and fell from the sky...

Two huge thick smoke rose from the valley where the mountain road ran across the ridge.

Stones of all sizes rolled under the ridges.

The soldier next to the special platoon leader muttered: "Plane Commander, the Japanese plane flew so low, why don't I shoot him twice?"

"Don't talk nonsense, rifle shots... do you think it's bird shooting?"

"Hehe, that Japanese Apocalypse's plane is so big, it's much easier than shooting birds."

"Shut up, the superiors have already had strict orders to prohibit shooting at Japanese planes, waste bullets, be careful to hide..."

"I heard that the Plain troops shot down an airplane with rifles..." The soldier was unwilling to give in: "Besides, we are not ordinary troops, so we don't lack bullets..."

"Oh, what I said doesn't work? Let you go back and sweep the cottage..."

"During the Hundred Regiments Battle, I killed the Major General of the Japanese. Although it was an accident, you have to give me a chance, right?"

"Three days of confinement..."

"..." The soldier finally stopped talking. Since you are not allowed to do it, you will not let me do it... I will fight while you are not paying attention!

After dropping two bombs again, the plane hovering on the ridge was gone.

He could only use two 7.7mm air-based machine guns to rush all the shrubs and weeds that might be hidden on the ridges.

Watching the fighter jets that had dropped bombs on the ridge.

Lieutenant Okawa was very angry.

Because I came here with the old Type 95 biplane fighter of the Empire.

And what he asked for was the bomber!

Bombers that can throw poisonous gas bombs and incendiary bombs!

The assistant came to the lieutenant: "The flight team said it was not empty now... the bomber was bombing Baiyun Mountain..."

Dachuan knew what Baiyun Mountain meant to the Japanese a few days ago, and he was relieved: "Since the Eighth Route Army on the ridge is there, I don't need to talk about how to fight, right?"

The assistant nodded.

Then let the messenger start chanting flags.

The Japanese army on both wings immediately accelerated their climbing to the ridge.

In order to see the situation on the ridge clearly, the observer stepped back and held the telescope and kept looking at the situation on the Eighth Route Army on the ridge beside him.

Lieutenant Okawa invested most of his troops to participate in the attack.

The lieutenant who was attacking head-on saw that there was no counterattack on the mountain, and immediately came to his senses: "The engineers accelerated the mine clearance and the whole attack..."

The Japanese pilots were not stupid when they kept shooting back and forth. When they saw the Japanese attacks below, they immediately shot the key Japanese attacks near the mountain road ahead.

The reason is very simple. If the Eighth Route Army ambush, they will definitely guard both sides of the mountain road.

The fighter has a very strong endurance. If you do not make tactical moves after taking off, you can circle above the opponent for three or four hours!

...

There were a total of five soldiers guarding near the mountain road. If the special platoon leader had not ordered the transfer before the plane arrived, they might have all died at this time.

The bullet hit the stone beside him with a puff sound.

The machine gun ballistics are pulled back and forth like a saw.

The shrubs and weeds on the mountain are quite dense, and the Japanese pilots can't see the strangeness lying among the cracks of the stones.

The platoon leader estimated the time: "Check weapons and prepare for battle!"

Even if they were all killed by the Japanese plane, they would still be beaten back to the mountain!

No need to think, the Japanese must be attacking upwards at this time.

The ridges are not high, and the terrain is as tall as the day before yesterday, and it is hard to find.

Bulk bullets were pressed into the bridge one by one, and pistol bullets were pressed into the magazine or pressed into the magazine.

The only machine gunner in the team was carefully taking out two spare magazines hidden in cloth bags to see if there was any dust.

Now I can't move at all.

Once you move, you will be fired by the Japanese plane.

As time goes by, the Japanese will need to clear mines, so the speed of coming up should not be that fast.

boom...

A grenade launcher fired out and exploded directly at the valley.

The Japanese pilot was also not vague, and then adjusted his flight posture. The machine gun ballistics were centered on the explosion point and pulled the net to strafuse the net.

The ridge is not high, and there is no counterattack. The Japanese who lined up with mines have reached the hillside...

The Japanese who went up the mountain from both sides were faster. They had climbed up the ridge and began to encircle the middle from both sides.

When the battle reaches this point, under the cover of the plane, no matter whether you are the Eighth Route or the Ninth Route, you will only be eliminated by the Imperial Army.

"Report to Company Commander Ma, the Japanese plane is bombing the ridge..."

"Where is the correspondent?"

"He went over to inform the third platoon leader to retreat and was almost at the foot of the mountain."

Ma Liang immediately ordered: "Secretly hidden on the spot..."

The platoon leader who led the team looked at Ma Liang: "We have to go and pick them up..."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yang Fengzi jumped off the stretcher next to him immediately stopped: "Can't go..."

The roster leader was stunned for a moment. He understood that when he went to pick him up, he was just to die and did not refute.

Yang Fengzi was not interested in explaining, so he placed three stones on the ground, and asked the soldiers carrying the communication board to put the white board on the ground, forming an arrow, and pointing directly to the ridge.

The platoon leader was stunned for a moment: "What are you doing?"

Yang Crazy answered casually: "Sign up with the target!"

Let's watch here, who are you pointing to?

fighter...

Fighting cock? What... do you mean Japanese plane?

Yang Crazy Nodded.

I fuck your mother, the platoon leader immediately prepared to pull out his gun.

Yang Crazyman glanced at him and kicked him, kicking the unprepared row leader away.

"How dare you attack the platoon leader?" The soldiers of the secret service team stopped doing it, and raised their guns and pulled the bolts...

The big dog was black and stopped it quickly: "I heard from me... the Japanese plane knew that they were on the ridge. He did this to make the Japanese unable to figure out the target..."

A row of long-distance grinned: "Fuck you, if you put two signs, the Japanese will believe it, think I'm an idiot?"

Yang Fengzi ignored him, pulled out the signal gun, pinched the three-piece signal flare in his hand, and filled a red dot on it.

Then he looked up and looked at the flight direction of the Japanese fighter planes in the distance. After waiting for a while, he raised his hand to attack the sky and was about to fight...
To be continued...