Feng Mingyang set an example, and others followed suit and followed suit. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info When Feng Mingyang threw a cluster grenade below, on the opposite side, the gunfire of the Type 92 heavy machine gun immediately rang out. As soon as the gunshots rang out, Feng Mingyang heard a dense "aggressive" sound - this was the sound of a bullet hitting the quilt. The very harsh sound will make people suddenly feel cold in their bodies, but Feng Mingyang bit his lip tightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, except for the fact that his face was a little pale, but there was no other reaction to discomfort.

Liu Xiaoping: "Where's Captain Xiao?" He should be here! ”

Xiao Zhange, as the captain, should really stay on the front line at this time. However, Fox Eleven said, "My uncle is playing on it. What about the plane", immediately made Liu Xiaoping shut up.

The commando team fell into such a situation, and the devil's fighter made a great contribution. If it weren't for the devil fighter planes that blew several gaps in the eastern wall, it would definitely not be so difficult for the commandos to defend now. Xiao Zhange restrained the devil fighter on it, and the devil fighter no longer launched an attack on the east wall, so that the grenadier team could enter the battle without distraction. And if there is no grenadier group to throw bombs on top, provide fire support, and rely on the defense from below alone, it is too thin.

There was a devil tank rushing directly towards the building, Liu Xiaoping was in a hurry, picked up a bundle of cluster grenades and was about to rush out, and beside him, a soldier who followed him snatched the cluster grenades and said: "Staff Officer Liu, this kind of rough work, or let me do it well!" Then, he said to the sergeant who also followed Liu Xiaoping: "Brother, my wife will trouble you to take care of it in the future." ”

The sergeant's eyes were already red, he solemnly saluted, and said, "I promise you, if I can go back alive, I will be two old ladies in the future!" ”

Liu Xiaoping's eyes were also red, and he said, "Zhuang Zhengguo, I order you to stop Lao Tzu!" While stepping forward to grab Zhuang Zhengguo.

Zhuang Zhengguo dodged away from him, and said with a smile on his face: "Staff Officer Liu, before you die, let me resist the order once, okay?" With that, he turned around, threw a cat at his waist, and rushed to a firing port left by the quilt fortifications.

When there was a violent explosion downstairs, Xiao Zhange was standing on the roof of the building, aiming at each other a little arrogantly with the devil pilot of the enemy plane who had just been shot. The devil pilot is obviously a grudge, in order to vent his hatred, he lifted the goggles, adjusted the state of the plane with a cruel smile on his face, and after the crosshair lassoed Xiao Zhange, he swooped down with the accelerator.

At this time, the distance between the devil pilot and Xiao Zhange was about five hundred meters, about five hundred meters, and both of them could only vaguely see each other's figures, but their weapons, an airborne machine gun and an anti-tank gun, could reach each other with bullets. Coincidentally, both men were aiming at each other at the same time, but neither of them was slow to shoot.

The reason why the devil pilot didn't shoot immediately was because he was in the air, and the fighter plane was moving extremely fast, so he wanted to paralyze Xiao Zhan Ge and close the distance before concentrating on fire.

What about Xiao Zhange? He didn't have the same idea of shooting as the devil pilot, but the difference was that he was still using his brain to calculate. Shooting a gun only requires aiming and estimating the distance, do you still need to calculate? The answer, of course, is yes. Otherwise, the military powers of later generations will not need to spend a lot of effort on sights and be equipped with various high-tech technologies.

The little devil didn't increase the throttle to the maximum all at once, in order to be able to maneuver and adjust the angle when shooting. At the speed of the fighter plane, 500 meters can fly in just a few seconds, so Xiao Zhange and the devil pilot only saw each other's vague figures to be able to roughly see each other's eyes, and there was only an interval of about a second between them. The distance quickly narrowed to three hundred meters, Xiao Zhange suddenly felt a chill in his eyebrows, he was slightly distracted, and then his eyes froze, and he pulled the trigger.

Xiao Zhange's eyebrows were cold, because he felt a threat from the southeast.

To the southeast, on the top of the ruins of a three-story residential building that had been blown up three or four hundred meters away, a devil was lying on it, raising his gun to aim at Xiao Zhange. Kusaka's tactics were not rigid in one pattern, and it was the main force that launched a frontal assault with the cooperation of the aviation unit, and in addition to the main force, he also arranged machine gunners to specifically restrain the commandos on the upper floors of the Dongchuan Building. In addition to these, he also sent out a number of sharpshooters, who were specifically responsible for fighting the cold guns of the commandos.

The fighters began to strafe and drop bombs around the roof of the Dongchuan Building, and Kusaka noticed that he immediately asked a captain to send a few sharpshooters to help in the battle, and there was the scene just now.

The devil pilot has been staring at Xiao Zhange, and the muzzle of the rifle in front of Xiao Zhange suddenly flashed with fire, he smiled, and immediately increased the throttle to the maximum, and at the same time pulled the lever back.

The devil kept the throttle in order to maneuver at a critical moment. It's just that he seriously underestimated Xiao Zhange's strength. If his eyesight is good enough and his gaze has the function of a ruler, he can find by observing that when Xiao Zhange fired, the muzzle of the gun actually rose slightly.

Xiao Zhange shot upwards, not downwards, as a result of careful observation - in the previous battle, he found that once the devil fighter was attacked, he would choose to pull the fighter up. Of course, even if the correct direction for adjusting the firing position is determined through careful observation, how high to raise and how much advance to set will need to be accurately calculated. The flight speed and climb performance of the enemy aircraft, the reaction speed and driving habits of the devil pilots, these factors must be taken into account. And even so, it still takes a lot of luck to hit.

The luck of the traverser is of course excellent. The devil pilot can be regarded as lucky, otherwise, he would have been hit by Xiao Zhange in the fuel tank before. People with luck feel very keen, and the devil pilot pulled the fighter up, and his heart jumped suddenly, he realized that something was wrong, and the smile on his face froze.

At a distance of 300 meters, with the rate of fire of a bullet fired by an anti-tank gun, it can be crossed in about 0.4 seconds. What is 0.4 seconds enough? For the devil pilot, it may only be enough for him to take a deep look at Xiao Zhange for the last time.

After Xiao Zhange pulled the trigger, the person immediately fell backwards. Rao is so, and the little delay in shooting still gave him a chance to be caught by the devil sharpshooter. The person was still in mid-air, and he felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder, and he couldn't help but clench his steel teeth and let out a muffled snort. After falling on the roof of the building, he stared at his right shoulder, and saw that the scalp of his right shoulder was open, and blood was splattered, his face remained unchanged, his teeth were clenched tighter, and he shook his right shoulder. In the next moment, when Xiao Zhange felt a sharp pain, he breathed a sigh of relief. I am not afraid of the pain of a gunshot wound, but I am afraid of the stinging or no feeling. Relieved of the injury, he looked into the sky again, and saw that the devil fighter suddenly swung up, and then fell clumsy headlong, and a smile appeared on his face. (To be continued.) )