Han Xing urged him to say, "Company Commander Qian, keep fighting, why don't you fight." ”

Qian Yifei said dejectedly: "I'm sorry, Commander Han, there are no shells." ”

Han Xing scolded fiercely: "Fuck! It's really a critical time to drop the chain. ”

But there is no way to be in a hurry, the mortar company has a limited number of shells, and after continuous battles, there are times when the shells run out.

The enemy attacked halfway up the mountain, and there was no flamethrower to strike at them, because the flamethrower had already died, and the flamethrower was also blown up in the mountain artillery.

These enemies continued their upward attack from the mountainside, and they were fearless and arrogant, shouting loudly in Japanese: "The Chinese army is no more." "All the Chinese troops were killed." "Duck give-" "Rabbit give-"

Just as they rushed to the top of the mountain, there were still seventy or eighty meters away, Han Xing shouted: "Hit-" Dozens of assault rifles and light machine guns, as well as a heavy machine gun, immediately roared angrily.

The devils in front fell, and the devils in the back continued to rush upward, they never took life and death to heart, and they rushed up desperately as if they were robbing death.

After all, there were too many devils, and finally more than a dozen devils pounced. Zhang Xiaosan was wounded, but at this time he still stood up with the pain and shouted to the soldiers: "Comrades, our guard company is a glorious unit, and we must not allow the enemy to set foot on our position. Kill—"

He rushed with an assault rifle and burrowed into the enemy's lair and fought hard. Wu Xiaoming would not stand up and fight hard with the enemy in a normal situation, but at this time, he also endured the pain, followed Zhang Xiaosan, and fought with the devil with a bayonet.

Although the soldiers of the guard company are all brave and good at fighting, after all, there are too few people, and the more they fight, the less they have the upper hand. Han Xing had no choice, so he also went up with an assault rifle, relying on the kung fu of the three-legged cat, and he also had to fight the little devil to the death.

The ramming of bayonets in ping-pong, the shouts of the fighters, and the sporadic gunshots rang out in one piece. With a small number of enemies, and a weak attack on a strong one, the full sacrifice of the guard company and the mortar company was only a matter of the blink of an eye......

Seeing that Han Xing's two companies were about to be wiped out, the sky suddenly remembered the huge roar of the plane, and 12 Z-8 helicopters arrived. On the Z-8 helicopter, each helicopter is equipped with two 12.7 mm heavy machine guns, the helicopter body is crooked, one heavy machine gun fires at all angles, this heavy machine gun runs out of bullets, the helicopter is crooked again, and the other heavy machine gun fires with all its might.

24 heavy machine guns, half of which are roaring at the enemy.

The powerful 12.7 mm bullet can penetrate 12 mm steel plates, and it is also unceremonious to the flesh of the devil, and it can penetrate two in a row, and it can also shoot the bullet into the body of the third enemy.

Its rate of fire is also quite impressive, and it can pour between 450 and 600 rounds of ammunition in one minute. 12 heavy machine guns fired at the same time, and more than 7,000 rounds of bullets can be spit out in one minute, which is the rain of bullets!

As soon as Han Xing saw the helicopter coming and the heavy machine gun coming, he couldn't care about being happy or sad, he just raised his hands and shouted at everyone: "Lie down, lie down, make room for the heavy machine gun—"

The three or four hundred people of the devil were swept down in half of them in an instant. Those 1,200 people were also uncomfortable, and under the blows of the planes in the sky, they could only be beaten. Of course, there were also Japanese soldiers who were not angry and fired a shot into the sky.

In the open sky, no one knows where this bullet will go.

The rest of these devils continued to be put down, and after a little pause, there were only seventy or eighty people left. When these seventy or eighty people saw that if they didn't run away, they could only be wiped out, and they had to flee to the bottom of the mountain in a hurry. In the process of escaping, they were pursued by heavy machine gun bullets, and people continued to fall one after another.

Han Xing saw that the danger on the mountain was temporarily lifted, and maybe at some moment, the devil's shelling would come again, and he hurriedly issued an order to Zhang Xiaosan and Qian Yifei: "Hurry up and retreat to the helicopter, retreat - hurry up-"

A helicopter hovered down from the top of the hill, and the helicopter threw down a soft ladder.

The difficulty came again, at this time the Southern Expeditionary Army was already a tired division, and there were many wounded, and some were seriously wounded, and it was not easy to climb up the soft ladder.

Another huge difficulty is that only one helicopter can be suspended on the top of the mountain, and other planes can only be suspended on the mountainside behind. If it is suspended on the mountainside, it will take a great risk, first, the flow of the wind direction changes, most of the wind pressure generated by the propeller slides down the hillside, and the reaction force is less, and if the propeller touches the rocks on the mountain, it will be a disaster and death.

Han Xing shouted loudly, "Retreat, retreat, hurry—" Han Xing commanded the soldiers on the mountain to laboriously carry the wounded to the helicopter suspended overhead.

After all, one helicopter is too few, and the officers and men on the hilltop of Jinjing Town are all looking at the rest of the helicopters in the sky, hoping that these helicopters will land quickly so that they can speed up the transportation of the wounded.

Zhang Fei on the plane was also very anxious, but he knew that there could only be one plane suspended on the mountain, and there were no conditions at all for levitating on the mountainside. But a plane hovering on the top of a hill seems to be too slow. He shouted loudly: "Plane 02, levitating on the top of the mountain, rescuing the wounded." The rest of the helicopters cover the suspended helicopters. ”

As for himself, he tried to levitate on the mountainside, the huge propeller was inciting, the plane was still unstable, if the throttle was big, he was afraid that the plane would shake and touch the stones on the mountain, if the throttle was small, the plane was even more unstable, the huge wind pressure slid down the hillside, and the plane sucked down hard.

This is a huge test for myself and the mechanical performance of the aircraft.

Zhang Fei held his breath and steadily controlled the throttle to the best position, in the movement of the plane up and down, the No. 01 helicopter was suspended on the hillside behind with difficulty, and the propeller of the helicopter was two meters away from the stones on the hillside. From the helicopter's hatch, a soft ladder was thrown down.

At this time, Zhang Fei was already sweating profusely.

Han Xing led the lightly wounded, and some of the lightly wounded even carried the seriously wounded, and quickly rushed towards the plane.

The seriously wounded could not move at all, and the rope noose was thrown off the plane, and the seriously wounded were tied up below. Then lifted up from below, the heavy machine gunners on the plane acted as ambulances, pulling the seriously wounded hard along the ropes.

A seriously wounded man, with the efforts of everyone, was pulled up. Then, as he did, he pulled a second seriously wounded man.

Zhang Fei operated the plane and sweated profusely. Due to the instability of the weight, the aircraft also shook when suspended in the air, and the propellers of the aircraft kept shaking one or two meters away from the rocks on the mountainside.

As soon as the propeller touched the rock, the suspended plane was destroyed, and perhaps the wounded under the plane were smashed. So many people's lives are in their own hands......

Zhang Fei not only felt that he was sweating profusely, but also his palms were sweating, and his spirit was almost broken, but he was still trying to calm himself in order to achieve the most accurate driving effect.

"Boom-" The enemy shelling under the hill began again. Zhang Fei's heart was nervous, his hands trembled, the throttle was slightly wrong, the helicopter's body shook suddenly, and the propeller trembled, almost hitting the stone on the mountainside.

Zhang Fei shouted "Oops-" A stream of blood rushed to the top of his head, and his hair stood on end again, he thought that this time, the helicopter would definitely be over.

Fortunately, there was no mechanical friction sound of scratching. The propeller was only half a foot away from the obstacle on the mountainside.

While Zhang Fei was operating his own plane, he had to shout loudly to No. 02: "No. 02, take off, take off." Dodge enemy shells. ”

No. 02, loaded with more than two dozen wounded, was forced to take off to dodge Japanese shells. Just after flying forty or fifty meters away, one of the devil's shells hit and landed where the No. 02 helicopter had just been suspended. The collapsed shrapnel almost reached the No. 02 helicopter not far in the air.

The remaining dozen or so wounded quickly rushed towards the No. 01 helicopter on the mountainside.

At this time, Zhang Fei's helicopter was already loaded with thirty wounded, and it was said to be full. But Zhang Fei knew that the devil's mountain artillery had a strong ability to shoot warp, and maybe in a while, the cannonballs would be able to hit here. Levitating on a hillside is already a difficult technical task, and other helicopters cannot be ventured.

Zhang Fei shouted to the personnel in the helicopter: "Keep loading, keep loading, be fast, be fast." ”

Han Xing also climbed into the helicopter, and he was supposed to climb up last, but Zhang Xiaosan and Qian Yifei said nothing. They said that if they didn't go up, they would kill themselves on the mountain.

After a while, Qian Yifei and Zhang Xiaosan also climbed up. As long as there are people who can breathe on the top of the mountain in Jinjing Town, they have all climbed up.

Han Xing had already smelled a very dangerous smell, and he said to Zhang Fei, "Everyone has come up. Horses rise into the air, lift into the air, and be quick—"

With a flap of the throttle, the propeller spun again at an accelerated pace, and the plane slowly and laboriously rose into the air.

"Boom-" "Boom-" "Boom-" Behind the hill of Jinjing Town, a flash of fire flashed, and the mountain artillery relied on its good ability to fire curved, and pieces of shells fell. They could also estimate that there was an important target behind the mountain, so they bombarded the back of the mountain with a desperate attack.

Zhang Fei didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he lifted the helicopter into the air, and he said to Han Xing: "Commander Han, where are we going to fly?" ”

Han Xing said: "The health team that flew quickly to the Yongan base. Rescuing the wounded is important! ”

Zhang Fei immediately issued an order to the entire formation: "Attention of the whole team, fly to the Southern Expeditionary Army Base in Yong'an." After the 12 helicopters completed the formation in the air, they quickly followed one by one and flew in the direction of Yong'an.

Han Xing silently muttered in his heart, he must save the lives of these wounded, they are the elite of the Southern Expeditionary Army. Even 10 devils, no, even 100 devils, they can't buy the life of a warrior.

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