(Demon Shao: I didn't send the wrong chapter, let's take a closer look, there are two fourth chapters, hehe. So the first chapter posted today is chapter six.)

You can't use the heavy artillery of the battleships moored on the Huangpu River, but the soldiers and the air power that has already occupied absolute superiority have bombers and fighters!

Facing the Sixing Warehouse standing there, facing the gas pump that was too high, too thick, and too easy to be a target for attack a few dozen meters away, facing the British rice flag fluttering at the North Bridge of the Box, those pilots of the Air Force who flaunted their might in the Chinese sky and did not know how many bombs were dropped casually and how many machine gun shells were fired, all shook their heads.

The problems they faced were the same as those of the artillery on the battleships of the Navy, the bombs were easy to drop, and they could throw out a string of bombs as long as they pressed the button, but once there was that bomb, they suddenly went crazy and turned upside down, ignoring ballistics, ignoring physics, not obeying the arrangements of designers and engineers, and under the influence of their habitual surnames, kinetic energy, and potential energy, they turned over their happy little heels, and roared all the way to the British Concession, blowing up a beautiful little black cloud, so what should they do when they broke through this catastrophe?

Shouldn't you commit suicide by seppuku in the spirit of bushido? The question is, who the fuck is sick and willing to die if they can live well?!

It is said that the Nine-Nation Conference is about to begin, and the reason why China's political axe is fighting desperately in Shanghai is, to put it bluntly, not that it is expected to take advantage of Shanghai's special status and influence in the international community, to use the Nine-Nation Council to create public opinion advantages, and to force them to retreat from Shanghai through pressure from various countries and through negotiations?

At such a critical moment, not to mention dropping a bomb into the British Concession, even if the shamprapnel flies indiscriminately, hitting the soldiers on the British patrol, smashing the flowers and plants in the British Concession, and destroying the ecological balance, it is not good, and it will cause another incident!

With this concern, it is no wonder that for two days, several fighters and bombers have been hovering over the Sixing warehouse like vultures eager to eat pieces of dead flesh, but they have been holding back and not rushing down.

When attacking China, the soldiers had never encountered such a scene where they had to tie their hands and feet!

Perhaps it was an order from the upper peak, or perhaps it was an attempt to make its own decisions, a light attack bomber that had been hovering over the Sixing warehouse suddenly drew a beautiful dive arc in the air and rushed straight towards the Sixing warehouse.

Whether the cannon can penetrate the four-row warehouse, which is a reinforced concrete structure throughout, the pilot of this Type 94 fighter does not know, of course, he does not know what kind of blow he can inflict on the Chinese [***] people who are guarding the four-line warehouse if he hits it with a string of bullets, but he only knows that since he entered China to fight, he has never encountered this feeling of being constrained!

This Type 94 fighter produced by Mitsubishi Bioko, with a loud roar, made an almost perfect dive shooting action at an astonishing high speed, just when the fighter pilot, with a relaxed face, had already put his fingers on the red cannon firing button, ready to dump the cannon on the four-line warehouse, the roof of the four-line warehouse, which had been silent, suddenly came to life!

In the midst of the loud roar, several [***] people worked together to lift the canvas used for camouflage, and pushed a pile of bamboo racks and cardboard boxes piled at the top of the Sixing warehouse.

In the midst of the sound of sighing and slamming, and in the chaos of bamboo poles jumping and cardboard boxes rolling, the two anti-aircraft machine guns, facing the Yuben 94 fighters that had already begun to dive and could no longer change their course, exposed their narrow and dangerous gun bodies. The bullets neatly arranged on the chain of bullets looked as beautiful and dangerous as shark teeth, and they exuded a faint brilliance in the sunlight.

A veteran soldier who had been hiding under the canvas for an unknown amount of time, and who was in charge of the anti-aircraft machine gun, kicked away two or three opened cans next to him. For the past two days, he had to hide motionless under the canvas, and he ate canned food for every meal, which was definitely a luxury during the war, but in order not to expose the target, he even pulled his poop in the canned food box and did not dare to push these canned food boxes outside, the taste inside the canvas can be imagined.

Looking at the Type 94 fighter that swooped straight down, the anti-aircraft machine gunner quickly adjusted the muzzle of the gun, and spat out a mouthful of saliva, shouting: "Damn, why did you come here at this time, I can't wait!" ”

When the pilot finally saw everything in front of him clearly, and quickly calculated the position and corner of the two sides and the comparison of firepower in his heart, he suddenly let out a miserable cry in his heart: "Oh my God! ”

"Da Da Da ......"

The two anti-aircraft machine guns roared together, and in the cheerful beating of the large shells, the anti-aircraft machine gun bullets drew two visible ballistics in the air, like the two wildest Thor's swords, shooting fiercely at the 94-type fighter that was too light on the enemy, too self-righteous, and sent itself to the muzzle of the anti-aircraft machine gun.

The Type 94 fighter, under the baptism of heavy machine gun bullets, made a terrible sound of "squeaking, lala", and the pilot sitting in this fighter plane, his body was hit by three or four anti-aircraft machine gun bullets at the same time in an instant. The pilot of the Yuben fighter, whose hands were stained with the blood of too many [***] people and owed too much blood debt, looked at his body in disbelief as if he had been torn apart by five horses, and he suddenly let out a desperate scream of extreme pain.

Do you know what it looks like when an anti-aircraft machine gun, a heavy weapon with a super caliber, shoots a bullet that hits a person's body?

To put it simply, the kind of bullet with a large caliber, high penetration and high stagnation force is a hole when it hits a fighter plane, and it is still a hole when it hits an armored vehicle that is as light and thin as a tin can in the army, and when it hits a person's body, that is, ...... Hit and break!

Blood continued to burst out in the cockpit of the fighter plane, and all kinds of sticky and greasy things were stained with the entire cabin in an instant, and the entire Type 94 fighter was hit by anti-aircraft machine gun bullets on the fuselage and was beaten into all sorts of ways.

Crazy cheers suddenly rang out in the Sixing warehouse, and the man with the heavy machine gun gave a thumbs up full of disdain at the plane that was still hovering overhead. You can't throw bombs, you can't call for battleship shelling, you just rely on the machine guns on the fighter jets and their two heavy machine guns to shoot at each other, those pilots who just wrap themselves in a layer of iron sheet and fly at low altitudes are not afraid, what are they, those who have the blue sky on their heads and the earth on their feet?!

Seeing this scene, Yang Huimin's slap was about to slap, and she laughed loudly.

"See, did you see, they shot down a plane, they shot down a plane that said they were themselves!" Yang Huimin looked at Lei Zhen and shouted with a smile: "Did you see it, I don't dare to fire artillery or throw bombs now, and now even their fighter jets have been shot down." Their magic weapon is used up, and if they want to capture the Four Elements Warehouse, they will have to exchange human lives for corpses to fill them! ”

Lei Zhen was also nodding vigorously, looking at the corpse of the soldier who was lying in front of the Sixing warehouse, Lei Zhen subconsciously reached out and touched his left arm, Yang Huimin had already tied several thick circles of hemostatic bandages on his wound. Yang Huimin really didn't pay attention, looking at the corpses of those soldiers, looking at the sun flag they threw on the ground, Lei Zhen's eyes, which had always had no emotional fluctuations, slowly raised a trace of dangerous blood red.

Reputedly...... A lonely and warlike wolf will have this color in their eyes when they have to fight to the death when they meet their mortal enemies.

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