Signal flares are the most used by the Chinese army on the battlefield.

The reason is very simple: the Chinese army has very little communication equipment, and in many cases only one infantry brigade has one radio station, and communication on the battlefield basically relies on shouting.

Although they also knew that the Japanese army could see the signal flares, and even the information contained in the signal flares, there was no way, this was already the quickest way that the Chinese army could find.

Second Lieutenant Tanaka's plane happened to pass at high speed from a kilometer away, and a shiny red flare came into his eyes.

There were Chinese there, and Second Lieutenant Tanaka, who was looking for a bomb target, was overjoyed after the plane sped by, and took the wingman to turn thousands of meters away and flew this way.

However, although Ensign Tanaka was angry and wanted to vent to the Chinese, he still maintained enough reason and flew far away from the high ground where several of his comrades had been left. There are anti-aircraft guns there, and Ensign Tanaka is not stupid, even if he drops a bomb on that mountain range and kills some Chinese? It would be possible to lose yourself, and this transaction is not cost-effective and cannot be done.

Therefore, the two Japanese army fighters were about 1,500 meters away from the six machine guns that had been waiting for a long time, and they flew at an altitude of 600 meters.

This made Zhao Ergou, who had already sat on the firing seat, very angry, although the distance of nearly 2,000 meters was also within the range of the Suluotong machine gun, but it took two seconds for the shells to fly over, and the plane with a speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour almost flapped its wings and flew without a trace, and the accuracy rate could not even reach one percent.

Although the machine guns, including ammunition, were snatched from the Japanese, but now they are their own, and they must not be wasted like this, and Zhao Ergou can only watch the plane sway in front of his eyes, but he does not fire a single shot.

It's not that I'm afraid of alarming the Japanese planes to blow them up, but I'm simply afraid of wasting shells.

You know, he is now the captain of the fire support detachment of the death squad, responsible for commanding six machine guns. What kind of position you sit in, what kind of pattern will there be, and the former big head soldier is growing rapidly.

"The Imperial Army has finally come to our rescue." A puppet platoon commander looked at the Japanese bombers hovering over him and others, and instantly burst into tears.

Perhaps only a person who is trapped alive by a rifle in this mountain forest can understand the grievance and fear contained in these two lines of tears of a thirty-year-old man.

He had more than 130 people in an infantry company, and he was helpless because he was suppressed by a rifle, which was embarrassing. But compared with the fear that the main Chinese force will be surrounded and annihilated at some point, the grievance is nothing.

Luckily, the Imperial Army's plane arrived, and it would have been great if he could see something in the sky and kill the demon lurking in the jungle with a machine gun.

Obviously, this puppet army second lieutenant, who has lost the company commander and lost the company deputy and is currently one of the top commanders of the infantry company, thinks too much.

Second Lieutenant Tanaka didn't come with the purpose of wanting to save anyone, but to kill someone, not to mention a mere Manchurian infantry company, even a Manchurian infantry regiment, without the order of his superiors, what does it have to do with him whether these people die or not? At present, he just wants to find some Chinese to take out the evil spirit, and then go back.

However, the mountains and forests below were quiet, and it was impossible to see who was there, but Ensign Tanaka was very sure that the signal flare was launched from this mountain, gritted his teeth, lowered the nose of the plane, and the plane descended to an altitude of 300 meters and swept from east to west again at high speed.

Liu Lang squatted behind the branch of a big tree that was waist thick enough for two people, and the dense branches and leaves hid his figure tightly, not to mention the puppet army who was pressed in the woods more than 300 meters below and didn't dare to lift his head, that is, Mo Xiaomei and Zhen Dazhuang, who were hiding under the stone cliff less than 30 meters away from him, didn't know that their maverick chief would hide there.

Holding his breath, Liu Lang's muzzle pointed at the sky.

Shoot 。。。。。 with a rifle Airplane, this is the first time for Liu Lang, whether in his past or present life. Although the propeller-driven piston aircraft cannot match the speed of the jet of the future, it can reach speeds of up to 300 kilometers per hour, and even 360 kilometers per hour when diving, which is too fast for a rifle bullet with a muzzle velocity of only 800 meters.

But, if you don't get a shot, how do you know if you can do it? In this life, a man doesn't have to hold your gun to hit a plane once, perhaps, he will regret it!

Especially when the plane is coming towards you.

"Smack!" On that day, the plane was still about 400 meters away from Liu Lang, and Liu Lang opened fire.

Then, pulling the bolt, firing another shot, and, without any condensation, firing again。。。。。

The Japanese plane's speed of up to 80 meters per second was only enough for him to empty the five rounds he had pressed before flying over his head.

On the ground, the puppet army who heard the gunfire habitually buried his head lower, and the demon shot again, but I didn't know that it was the unlucky guy's turn this time to be unlucky, whatever, as long as it wasn't himself.

In the sky, Ensign Tanaka, who was still looking down, looked at the bullet holes in the windward glass in front of him in disbelief, if he wasn't lucky enough, this bullet that pierced the windward glass head-on might have killed him.

The Chinese actually shot first, and moreover, Baga's actually hit.

I didn't think it was just an infantryman shooting at an airplane with a rifle, and Ensign Tanaka, who was skimming over the hill at high speed, pulled the plane up and plunged into the blue sky.

There is no need to search anymore, the Chinese have already used heavy machine guns, right on this hill.

Second Lieutenant Tanaka with wings wagging 。。。。。

No, to be exact, Second Lieutenant Tanaka, who was flying his little wings in the plane, summoned his four fighters hovering at an altitude of thousands of meters.

The body language of the plane, which the pilots could understand, was very clear, and the six Japanese planes in groups of two dived downwards and dropped aerial bombs at a distance of about 800 meters.

Balls of fire rose on the hillside, at the top of the mountain, and at the foot of the mountain, blowing up the stunned puppet army back to Grandma's house.

"I'm rubbing, it's too big!" Just hear a strange scream.

Then, Mo Kitten and Zhen Dazhuang saw a huge figure jumping down from under a big tree 30 meters away, like a ball, rolling on the ground and disappearing into the grass.

The power of a 30-kilogram bomb is too great, and if he stays on a tree branch more than three meters above the ground, if he is hit by air waves, Liu Lang's 200-kilogram body is not much heavier than a leaf, and it is more stable on the ground.

And the puppet army who was blown up didn't care about any sharpshooters hiding in the distance to shoot cold guns, and fled one after another, looking from the sky, it was like a nest of rats in the mountains and forests that had blown up the nest, and there seemed to be people everywhere.

The first two planes still dropped bombs on the entire mountain, and the two groups that flew down in succession dropped bombs on the jungle at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing that the jungle below turned into a sea of fire, and there were no more figures running wildly before, the six Japanese fighters flicked their wings and flew north.

This evil breath finally came out, at least one Chinese of the infantry battalion was killed! Second Lieutenant Tanaka still knows more or less that only infantry battalions of the Chinese are equipped with heavy machine guns.

What is it like to have 16 30-kilogram bombs next to each other? At the foot of the mountain, even the woods were about to blow up, and even Mo Xiaomei, who was hiding under the stone cliff hundreds of meters away, was silently mourning for the puppet army.

Perhaps, you don't have to clean up the battlefield!

Because, everything was blown to pieces.