In fact, the light machine guns of the 11th Division did sweep the enemy planes, but they only hit the wings of the planes, which made the Japanese pilots feel the tremors of the wings, and this devil pilot was not cowardly because of this, on the contrary, this aroused his anger even more, and the direction did not change, that is, they came towards the positions of the machine gunners of the 11th Division, that kind of arrogance, as if they really regarded the country as a puppet.

Seeing the enemy plane swooping in, several machine gunners immediately felt the threat of death, and with the same feeling of conditioned reflex, they dropped their machine guns one after another and quickly rolled to both sides.

As soon as they rolled to the side, the machine guns of the enemy planes rang out, and they rained down from the front, from the pond to the road, and when they hit the pond, the water in the pond splashed high and sent out a burst of mist; When it hits the muddy ground, splash the wet mud everywhere, leaving a slippery pit on the ground; When hitting the road, the solid asphalt road is punched out and arranged neatly and evenly in a row, as if someone deliberately took a ruler to measure and chisel out the eyes.

This string of bullets didn't hit a single person, Xiao Linghu couldn't help but admire the skills of the machine gunners of the 11th Division, thinking that after how many times they had been tempered by war, they had all become soldiers who were better than monkeys!

Indeed, the machine gunner with the highest death rate in the war, and because of the strength of the machine gun in battle, it is natural that the machine gunner on both sides has become the target of the other side's attack. There are many ways to kill and injure a machine gunner, the most common being a sharpshooter's sniper and artillery and grenade strikes.

In a brutal war, a machine gunner who can live for more than three years is really a monster!

Perhaps because they didn't find it too enjoyable, after the two enemy planes flew away, they were not ready to leave, and obviously ran to the front to circle around, preparing to come back again, and they were bound to achieve a great victory.

Xiao Linghu also felt a little strange, it was obvious that these two enemy planes did not exist in isolation, they must have escorted the Japanese bombers to Nanjing to bomb, under normal circumstances, the devil's plane would use the Yangtze River as a landmark along the river, and these two enemy fighters may have left the group. Perhaps it is because they are a relatively advanced new type of fighter plane, and they are rampage on the land of China, and they have almost no opponents, so they are becoming more and more bold.

"Xiao Jiang, let's also prepare and use machine guns to fight!" Xiao Linghu immediately gave an order.

Machine gunner Xiao Jiang showed a look of embarrassment on his face, he had just seen the operation of the machine gun squad of the 11th Division, which was the cooperation of at least two people, who were lying in the ditch on the side of the road, just enough to mount the machine gun on the roadbed and fire it at the sky. But the ditch on their side is different from the ditch on the other side, there is no water in the ditch over there, but there is more than a foot of water in the ditch on their side, and it is a little uncomfortable to step on it, let alone lie in the water?

"How do you fight?" Xiao Jiang finally asked.

"Lie down and fight!" Xiao Linghu said, came to his side, picked up the Czech-style light machine gun, lay down on the ground, picked up the gun, and used his whole body to bear the weight and reaction force of the machine gun, but the bracket was still a little heavy, and after a while when he lifted it, his hand became sore.

"Xiao Jiang, you kneel down, hold the stand, let me save some strength!" Xiao Linghu ordered.

Xiao Jiang knelt down according to Xiao Linghu's request, and held up the bracket of the machine gun in a particularly uncomfortable posture, and the whole machine gun stood facing the sky, as if it was an evil dragon with its mouth open and ready to breathe fire at any time.

"Well, that's it!" Xiao Linghu felt that this should be good, and said to Xiao Jiang: "The devil plane is coming, we will fight like this in a while!" ”

"Company commander, do you fight, or do I fight?" Xiao Jiang was a little worried, he felt that although there was a certain threat to fighting a plane in this posture, if he could not hit the enemy plane, he would not be able to dodge even if he waited for the bullets of the enemy plane to strafe him.

As if he had guessed Xiao Jiang's thoughts, Xiao Linghu said: "I'll fight, you hold on!" ”

"Okay!" Xiao Jiang had no choice but to agree. Comparatively speaking, it is easier for a kneeling person to escape, just fall down and then roll to the side.

As he was talking, he heard the first enemy plane roaring again, Xiao Linghu saw a tall and dense thatch bush by the pond in front of him, and by his senses, he could know that this enemy plane should slide over the pond, so he immediately ran quickly into the thatch without thinking, covered his figure with thatch, raised the machine gun, and pointed it in the direction from which the plane came. Xiao Jiang also tacitly hid in the grass, half-kneeling and half-falling to hold the frame of the machine gun, holding the Czech light machine gun high into the sky, ready to counterattack the enemy plane.

Zhang Shun looked at the posture of these two people coldly, a little disapproving, he also picked up his rifle at the same time, and once again aimed at the enemy plane that was diving towards this side. For him, even if it is a bite, it is just a small piece of skin, and it will make the devil feel pain.

Only Lin was frightened, lying on his stomach in the ditch on the side of the road, and he didn't care about making his body full of muddy water, and looked at the three people opposite in surprise. Maybe he thinks that those three people are crazy, and two people may shoot down the enemy's plane with machine guns, and Junko is even more foolish like a dream, and even thinks about using a foot machine to fight a plane, and only a fool like him would do such a stupid thing!

Is Junko a fool? Of course, Lin Jinghan knew that he was actually very proficient. It's just that Meng Fanwei has always wanted to say this, so over time, he will believe it. It was only at this time that he discovered that compared with Shunzi, Meng Fanwei seemed to be shrewd, and he was a real fool.

The enemy planes were whizzing over, and they also had a good habit of not easily firing machine guns when they could not see the target, after all, they had learned the lesson of cherishing bullets from the time of training.

Indeed, most of the Japanese bullets are 6.5 mm caliber, suitable for a variety of general-purpose firearms such as the 38 big cover and the Wang 8 box, but this Type 96 carrier-based aircraft can only use 7.7 mm bullets, relatively speaking, this kind of bullet is much less.

"It's coming!" Lin Jinghan couldn't help but loudly remind Xiao Linghu and Xiao Jiang who were hiding in the grass, for fear that they wouldn't know.

In fact, the noise of the devil plane is so loud that even a blind person can feel it.

However, the flight trajectory of the devil's plane was still a little different from what Xiao Linghu had expected in advance, and it deviated a little to the right, but it swooped in the direction where Shunzi was.

Regardless of whether it is right or not, for Xiao Linghu, he is bound to fight a dozen, at this time, he deliberately tilted the barrel of the machine gun to the right, predicting the flight trajectory of the devil's plane.

"Smack!" There was another crisp sound of gunshots, and Junko fired first, then quickly pulled the bolt, and with another "pop", another bullet was fired, and then quickly leaped to the side, jumping into a puddle.

The cannon sound of the devil's plane also sounded, but it was far from being as orderly as the first two times, but scattered and disorderly, like a bullet fired in a hurry, it was simply a blind fight, without a trace of power.

Xiao Linghu only saw that the plane was already a little swaying, far from being as steady as it was at the beginning.

"Did Junko hit the pilot?" Xiao Linghu thought about it, but he didn't have time to guess more, because this enemy plane had already appeared in his effective firing range.

"Fuck you!" Xiao Linghu scolded, lay on the ground and finally fired, the sound of "da-da-da" machine gun fire resounded throughout the field at once, and the sound was even louder than the strafing sound of the devil's plane just now for the ** officers and soldiers.

A shuttle of bullets almost reached the bottom, until the bullets in the magazine were finished, Xiao Linghu quickly dropped the machine gun, turned over and rolled to the side, and broke away from the machine gun position just now, which was also his experience.

It's just that when he just got up from the ground, before he had time to check the situation of the devil's plane, he heard a "boom" sound, followed by a cheer: "Good fight!" ”

He turned his head and saw a puff of black smoke rising from the horizon in the distance, and the enemy plane was flying so low that it crashed headlong into a telephone pole.