Xiong Si deserves to be a bear.

Although he has won everyone's love with his fat ball-like body, this is a typical strong bear. After the stretcher team received the warning from the front position, the human companions who saw the two legs increased their speed anxiously, and Xiong Si, who had been frightened by the rumbling cannon sound of the old gate earlier, dragged a low-level stretcher cart and ran quickly.

Frightened, he was promoted to sergeant major and became a deputy platoon commander, but because of his gambling addiction, he was demoted to squad leader again, and the old monkey who was shot through his left arm by a bullet in this battle shouted: "Xiong Si, you slow down on dog days, special mother's Lao Tzu Mo didn't die under the little devil gun, but was killed by your dog day." ”

There are so many giant pandas, if you don't run faster, you will die of a bear. Continue to drag a certain sergeant major who screamed all the way.

Fortunately, because they were afraid that Xiong Si would accidentally drop the wounded, the medical staff were still very "careful" and tied the veteran ruffian who was obviously just shooting through his arm but yelling that he was dizzy and weak, and tied it to a stretcher specially designed for Xiong Si.

After enjoying the gentle service of the nurses and girls, the old monkey who thought he had a plan at this time, even if he wanted to escape, he couldn't run away by himself. All the way, it took Xiong Si only 8 minutes to drag him to the field hospital 6 miles away.

The poor sergeant had a sallow face and vomited, and his physical condition was so poor that he was almost pulled directly to the emergency room for rescue。。。。。。

When the stretcher without the slightest shock absorption will run at a speed of 25 kilometers per hour, the symptoms of motion sickness stretcher are not very new.

Fifteen minutes later, almost without waiting for the special forces in front to telegraph a warning, the officers and soldiers of the entire Niangzi Pass Defense Area heard a roar from the distant sky.

More than Liu Lang imagined, a full twelve Japanese soldiers came out of the clouds and viciously pounced on the old pass position.

However, the smoke of gunpowder on the position had almost completely dissipated, and what caught the eyes of the two Japanese pilots who were leading the dive reconnaissance was a charred position and an earthy yellow figure lying on the ground.

The two reconnaissance planes angrily lowered the nose of the aircraft and lowered the altitude to 500 meters below the warning line, which was almost within the range of the machine guns.

Seeing that the Japanese planes were hovering almost in the sky within their reach, and even the faces of the Japanese pilots could be seen clearly through the glass, the officers and men of the 772nd Regiment located on the right flank position of Jiuguan were a little hairy.

Although you are a great man in the sky, this is too much to use bean bags as dry food! Fly against my nose, and I can't feel sorry for myself if I don't hit you a few times.

The two infantry battalion commanders asked the commander of the 772nd Regiment to fight, requesting that light machine guns be set up to hit the fire and counterattack the Japanese planes that dared to pass by the position.

Commander Ye was also an old soldier, but he only carefully observed the Japanese machine that was hovering lower and lower, and did not immediately give the order to counterattack. He knew that the Japanese planes flew low, but the speed of the little devil's planes was extremely fast, which was not comparable to the broken planes that were chased and intercepted by the red troops but were shot down by machine guns.

But not giving an order did not mean that he gave up, and while ordering several infantry companies to concentrate all the machine guns at their disposal, he continued to observe the movements of the Japanese planes.

Although the twelve Japanese planes were terrible, the Red Party people never lacked courage in this regard.

It's just that if you want to fight an airplane with a machine gun, you need more wisdom than courage.

Ten Japanese soldiers continued to hover in the air, waiting for the results of the reconnaissance of the two Japanese planes that lowered the altitude.

The two Japanese planes circled several times in a row, but they did not see any movement on the hillside and the Chinese position on the top of the mountain, and they became a little bolder, and continued to lower their altitude to observe the positions where there was still gunsmoke in several places.

But what they saw was a battlefield of earthy yellow with a radius of no more than three square kilometers, and the 28th Cavalry Wing, which the 20th Division was once proud of, died on Chinese soil.

This made Lieutenant Masao Suzuki a little difficult to accept, and only 40 minutes had passed from the time they received the order to the time they rushed to the battlefield 300 kilometers away, and the 28th Cavalry Wing disappeared like this?

But the facts in front of him had proved to him that the 28th Cavalry Wing was almost completely killed, and if he had not missed it, almost no one would have survived, and there was no earthy yellow figure in the field of vision that could still stand, even if it moved.

You know, he has lowered the height to a terrifying 360 meters, almost level with the small hill, and he can even see the restless figures in the trenches on the Chinese positions on the hill, they are in great panic to avoid the huge air currents of the imperial fighters.

"Yaga!" Suzuki Masao scolded angrily, gestured at the wingman next to him, and was ready to pull up the nose and jump into the air with the signal of wing shaking to tell his companions who were still hovering in the air and waiting that the 28th Cavalry Wing they were going to rescue had all shattered, and they could carry out the second plan and drop the aerial bombs they carried on the Chinese's positions.

Yes, today, when European and American countries have installed radio stations on their planes, the Japanese Air Force, which has become so fanatical about the war that it has become so enthusiastic about the war, has chosen to dismantle the heavy radio stations in order to reduce the weight of the aircraft or load more ammunition, and they choose to use the shaking of the wings or even let the pilots gesture to each other in the air to carry out tactical changes.

But at the very moment when Masao Suzuki was gesturing to his wingman, his Type 96 bomber was passing by the mountainside on both wings of the old pass at high speed.

"All light machine guns, hit Lao Tzu hard, and quickly withdraw Lao Tzu after firing a magazine of bullets." Commander Ye, who had been staying in the underground bunker on the side of the mountaintop and silently observing the direction of the sun with a telescope, suddenly ordered.

On the two flanks, 6 tongues of fire suddenly erupted from each, which were all the light machine guns of the two battalions of the 772nd Regiment, a total of 12.

There are 12 Czech-made Czech machine guns with a rate of fire of only 200 rounds per minute, and the magazine capacity is only 20 rounds in total.

In addition to being durable and not easy to jam, this old light machine gun really does not have other too good performance, but it is precisely this performance that can be imitated by China's major arsenals, and the Czech style has become the standard for almost all squadrons, and during the entire war, the Chinese troops were equipped with no less than 100,000 units.

As a light firepower suppression weapon, the Czech-made Type 24 light machine gun is already powerless, let alone used to fight planes.

Not to mention that he was just about to pull up the plane, his eyes found that the Chinese were shooting at him, and he began to be startled, and after a few seconds, Masao Suzuki, who finally calmed down, sneered at the corner of his mouth, ordinary infantry wanted to hit them with machine guns, it was simply a fool's dream. In fact, even the Red Army shooters themselves did not have much confidence.

The little devils' planes flew so fast that in a matter of seconds, they flew from the left flank position to the right flank. The speed of the Type 96 bombers, which reached a speed of more than 500 kilometers per second, almost exceeded 120 meters per second, and this was the result of their failure to fly at full speed, and they could even exceed 150 meters per second when flying at full speed.

However, the two Japanese planes were so bold that they flew too low, almost level with the top of the mountain. The straight-line distance from the machine gun at the top of the mountain is only more than 300 meters. The effective range of the light machine gun can reach 800 meters.

So Masao Suzuki could see the movement of the Chinese on the position out of the corner of his eye, but not in a panic as he imagined, but instead of hiding from some bullshit currents in a panic, they were concentrating their machine guns and preparing to kill him.

12 light machine guns emptied their magazines in five seconds, and before they even had time to see the results, all the light machine gun shooters rushed into the tunnel on the side of the mountain with their precious machine guns in their arms.

People, at this time it is not important, the important thing is that the machine gun must not have an accident, that is the most important suppressive firepower of the 772nd regiment, and there is no room for error.

The shooters who did not look back in the wild run did not know that it was their kind of concentrated fire shooting that was full of courage and held "the blind cat catches the dead mouse" and "there are dates and no dates to hold a pole first", and they still have results after all.

Masao Suzuki watched in amazement as the wingman forty meters beside him lit up a puff of smoke, getting farther and farther away from him.

His warhawk was pulling up, while the wingman's plane was like a bird with folded wings, decreasing in height and diving.

More than 200 rounds of ammunition from twelve machine guns spewed out, and in addition to a few bullets that swept the Japanese pilots, they also hit the engine.

"Masaya-kun 。。。。。。" Masao Suzuki let out a cry of grief.

He watched in amazement along with the observers hiding in the anti-artillery holes on the old pass position, including those on the hill in the Niangzi Pass defense area.

A Japanese plane, which had been extremely arrogant a moment ago, dragged its long tail of smoke and swooped towards a mountain without hesitation.

There was no machine-gun fire, no bombing, like a moth to a fire, crashing headlong into a rock.

There was a bang, and black smoke rose into the sky.

The two aerial bombs, totaling 500 pounds, were very powerful, directly blowing up tons of rocks and some flowers and plants.

It can only be said that the name of this Japanese pilot named "Masaya" is too frustrating, who will die if he doesn't die?

"Damn, that's fine!" Liu Tuanzuo, who was holding a telescope in the distance and also looked at this side, was also dumbfounded, the red brothers of the 772nd regiment were too violent, and they could fight with Czech manufacturing?

So, what will be the three anti-aircraft positions in his ambush, armed with twin 20-mm anti-aircraft guns and MG42 heavy machine guns, hoisted into them? Langtuan can't help but have some anticipation.

The three air defense positions hidden in the mountains and forests wrapped in leaves have been aimed at the little devils in the sky for a long time, but they never come down when they fly high.

Now, can't help it!