Seeing that the target of the little devil aviation did not seem to be himself, but the positions of the rest of the battalions of the 358th Regiment, an imperceptible sneer appeared on the corner of Yang Chen's mouth.

If the target of the little devil's attack this time is them, this time he really won't have a chance to use anti-aircraft guns to fight back.

After all, the opportunity to counterattack is fleeting, and no matter how slow the little devil's bomber is, there won't be much time left for him.

But the target of the little devil's attack was the positions of the rest of the battalions of the 358th Regiment, so the outcome would be different, and Yang Chen could use anti-aircraft guns to counterattack with confidence.

"Boom!"

"Boom, boom—"

Anti-aircraft guns have an extremely fast rate of fire and can fire more than two dozen shells per minute, but even so, it is very difficult to hit a devil plane, and many times it is not even as good as an anti-aircraft machine gun.

But Yang Chenhe is not an ordinary person, but a non-human who has fused artillery expertise.

Although anti-aircraft guns were used for the first time, their proficiency was also much higher than that of any old artilleryman.

More than 20 shells were fired, and although more than 90 percent missed, one shell still hit the position of the cabin of the Devil bomber.

"Boom!"

The position of the engine room of the devil bomber was hit, and it suddenly turned into a bright fireworks in mid-air, and after the shell exploded, it caused the bomb in the engine room to explode twice, making the fireworks even more huge and bright.

"This ......"

The soldiers on the position of the 358th Regiment were all stunned, and the little devils on the position of the 1st Brigade of the Independent Mixed Brigade were also stunned, not understanding how a bomber at the end of the day exploded?

The devil officers and soldiers did not understand, but some of the officers knew it clearly.

"Yaga! The enemy's, there are anti-aircraft guns! This group of hateful people is so bad that they don't use it at first, which then paralyzes our air force and slowly reduces the flight altitude and speed! ”

If the officers of the 358th Regiment heard these remarks of the little devil officers, they would definitely retort: "I'll give you a lung!" If Lao Tzu had this anti-aircraft gun from the beginning, would you still be allowed to be so presumptuous? ”

358 Regiment Command.

Looking at the brilliant fireworks in the sky, all the officers collectively opened their mouths.

Chief of Staff Fang Ligong said weakly: "Our regiment ...... It doesn't look like there are anti-aircraft guns in the artillery battalion of my regiment, right? ”

"It's Yang Chen!"

The head of the regiment, Chu Yunfei, withdrew his gaze from the main peak of Dongping Mountain and said lightly.

"Yang Chen again?"

The officers didn't know how many times they were stunned.

Above the sky, the rest of the devil bombers saw that their companions were shot down, and they couldn't care about continuing to bomb, so they increased their speed and height, and they still had palpitations after flying out for a long time.

……

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host for destroying an enemy bomber, and bursting out a bottle of the best luck potion: merit +1000, experience +1000."

"System prompt: Congratulations to the host for killing an enemy air unit, bursting out a Type 93 13mm anti-aircraft machine gun and a box of magazines; Merit +100, XP +100. ”

"The best potion of luck?"

At the top of the main peak of Dongping Mountain, Yang Chen suspected that his ears had heard it wrong, and after his thoughts swept over his personal space and made sure that there was really a bottle of the best luck potion inside, his face bloomed with joy.

"Rich, rich!"

It's not a fortune, this bottle of the best luck potion is worth as much as 50,000 merit points, even if it is recycled to the system mall, it will be halved, and it will also bring 25,000 merit points.

It is equivalent to killing 25,000 devil officers and soldiers......

or equivalent to killing 2,500 Devil Soldier Cao ......

……

or equivalent to killing 25 Devil Junior Rank Officers......

The value of this is understandable.

"Company commander, what makes a fortune? Why are you messing up again? ”

Li Jiufu got up and looked at the company commander Yang Chen in surprise, not understanding what he meant by making a fortune.

Even if you shoot down a devil plane, it doesn't seem like there's any money to be made, right? How can you get rich?

"Run!"

"Run? What are you running? ”

Li Jiufu was stunned by the company commander Yang Chen's words that did not match the preface and the afterword.

"The little devil bomber is back!"

"Oh my god!"

Li Jiufu looked up and saw that the little devil's bomber was not back again, and this time the goal was very clear, it was coming at them.

didn't have to think about it, followed behind the company commander Yang Chen, and ran down the mountain.

"!"

Running out for dozens of meters, Yang Chen scolded secretly, and then turned back reflexively.

"Company commander, what are you doing?"

"You run first, leave me alone, this is an order!"

At the same time as the voice fell, Yang Chen had disappeared from the field of vision of the five people.

After a moment of stunnedness, although they were worried about the company commander Yang Chen, they finally chose to obey his order and ran down the mountain.

Yang Chen's personal comprehensive quality reached an astonishing 2.5, and his 100-meter sprint speed could run within seven seconds.

The reason why he turned back to the top of the mountain was only because there was a 155 mm howitzer and two 75 mm anti-aircraft guns of the Taisho 11th year on the top of the mountain.

"Hum—"

"Oh my god!"

As soon as Yang Chen ran back to the top of the mountain to retract the three artillery pieces into his personal space, he saw several devil bombers rushing towards him.

The hatch of the cabin at the bottom of the bomb had slowly opened, and the shells had fallen from the cabin, and with the inertia of the plane's forward flight, they were falling diagonally towards the top of the hill.

Yang Chen's thoughts were racing in his mind, thinking of a way to leave the top of the mountain, and it was too late to run down the mountain at this moment.

After thinking about it, it seems that there is only one way left: jumping off a cliff.

It's just that where he is, the vertical height of the cliff is more than 100 meters, and he can't fall into the flesh if he jumps?

Soon, an object in the system mall appeared in Yang Chen's sight: a parachute.

Without thinking much about it, Yang Chen didn't even have time to check the price before he bought it directly, dragged out his personal space, carried it behind him like a schoolbag, and then ran towards the edge of the cliff with all his strength.

I have to say that no matter how critical a person is, his potential is infinitely huge.

Whether it is the movement of the head or the speed of running under the feet, there will be a qualitative improvement.

From seeing the bottom cabin door of the devil bomber open, to buying a parachute to jump off a cliff; The whole process seems complicated, but in fact, it only happens between lightning and flint.

"Wow-"

"Boom!"

"Boom, boom—"

As soon as the parachute on Yang Chen's back opened, several bombs landed on the top of the main peak of Dongping Mountain and exploded, and the huge air wave generated by it also pushed Yang Chen backwards, and his body shook.

Countless pieces of earth and gravel were swept away, and some fell down the cliffs, falling from the sides around him; Others smashed on the parachutes above his head, so they hung and scared him to death.

There was only one parachute in the mall, and even if there were many, he wouldn't have time to replace them with new ones.

To Yang Chen's relief, the falling stones only smashed him into the air a few times, but did not smash the parachute out of the hole.

……