Li Shuanggui lay on the pile of stones and chewing grass roots boredly, but the telescope was kept in front of him and never put it down.

Behind him were about a dozen soldiers, lying quietly in the grass waiting for orders.

They were located on a steep wall with three cliffs. Not far ahead was the dry riverbed covered with shrubs, and the artillery positions arranged by the Japanese were also there.

In order to avoid the large army's actions being discovered by the Japanese army, the company commander divided the remaining people in the reconnaissance company into two parts, and asked Li Shuanggui's men to temporarily organize them into the third row, approach the Japanese position as close as possible to monitor the other party's movements.

The other part was on the other side of the Japanese position one kilometer southwest. Two groups of people contacted each other on walkie-talkie, relying on each other and ready to support them at any time.

There are rugged rocks on the top of the mountain, and stones of all sizes can provide better protection, but this has also grown many thorny vines. The skin of the small leaves with thorns turns red when touched, making itchy.

There is no way. Going further forward is the edge of the defense line arranged by the Japanese. You may be discovered when you walk out. Only this place is the most suitable for concealment and not easy to be discovered.

At this time, half an hour had passed since the Japanese army began to open their positions, but there was no movement there.

If it weren't for the fact that the artillery on the riverbed and the Japanese soldiers passing through it, Li Shuanggui would have thought the Japanese had already run away.

"What's wrong, Lao Jiao, why didn't the Japanese move for a long time?"

"What should I do? Why don't we move forward?" The three rows next to me kept scratching their forearms, obviously being tortured by the thorny leaves.

The same is true for the soldiers around him. Coupled with the scorching sun on his head, the more pleasant the taste is.

"Transfer, do you want to get shot? Stay honestly."

Li Shuanggui agreed angrily, "There is an open space ahead, and just this little person is not enough for someone to go out.

"I mean why the Japanese are so calm. It has been half an hour since they arrived here. What are they doing?"

"How could I know when I go there? Why don't you go to the opposite side to ask those grandchildren?" The third platoon leader glanced suspiciously, pursed his mouth and expressed his dissatisfaction. He was angry and pulled down his sleeves as much as possible and tried to cover his exposed skin.

This damn lurking place was also found by this bald head. Now everyone is tortured by the thorn vines, and this kid is still talking nonsense.

Knowing that he was a little inappropriate, Li Shuanggui ignored his complaints and continued to hold up the telescope to observe.

At this moment, the two B17 aerial fortresses slowly lowered their flight altitude and flew through the airspace in front of them at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Here you come!" The three row chiefs held their hands tightly and looked at the sky with excitement.

"Hmm? This sounds a little wrong..."

Li Shuanggui was a little suspicious. When he was bombed by Japanese airplanes in western Yunnan, this was almost the same sound.

As the roar of the plane engine gradually faded away, the sharp whistle of the aviation bomb sounded overhead.

call out…

Until I saw those black objects appear in my eyes...

Li Shuanggui's eyes were so scared that he had no time to shout, the deafening explosion exploded in his ears!

boom!

boom!

boom…

At this moment, hail seemed to be falling in the sky, and then bombs exploded one by one on the ground!

The air waves swept through the woods like a hurricane, and countless trees were overturned by this devastating shock wave...

Huhu...!

Although the noise was huge, the terrifying power of the 500kg aviation bomb was indeed scary, but the position of their bombs was outrageous.

The ground was like a dragon turning over and shaking constantly, as if it was about to crack. Li Shuanggui and his group were shaken by the air waves. The powerful air pressure made the eardrums almost burst.

This round of bombing did land near the riverbed, but it was still a little far from the Japanese artillery position, and most of them were thrown in front of Li Shuanggui's team.

Even the nearest bomb was less than 500 meters away from the hillside where they were located, and everyone was shocked to tinnitus and dizzy eyes and tightness in their chests.

If I hadn't been lucky enough to choose a high ground with piles of huge rocks as cover, the terrifying shock wave alone would have made the group of people hate the northwest.

Li Shuanggui shook his stuffy head and held it up from the ground with force. At this time, he felt a swelling in his stomach. He opened his mouth and retching for several times, almost vomiting.

When I looked closely, my companions around me had similar virtues, and everyone was really badly affected by this round of bombing.

"Lao Jiao, how are you?"

"What?".

"Ask you how it is! Is there anything wrong?"

Faced with Li Shuanggui's shouting, the third platoon leader was confused. He saw the other person opening his mouth but couldn't hear any sound, and his head was full of tinnitus.

"Open your mouth and take a big breath..." Li Shuanggui reminded him, and had no choice but to check the situation of his companions one by one.

Fortunately, there were no casualties, and the team members were just dizzy when they were shocked, but the bombs were thrown in vain, and the Japanese artillery soldiers in the riverbed were fine at all.

"Big Li, what's going on? Why are the planes blowing us?" The third platoon leader who recovered slightly widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

Those who don’t know this thought it was a good thing done by the Japanese plane.

"How the hell do I know? Why don't you go to heaven to ask them! Grandma's..."

Li Shuanggui retorted with the same words, if there was a loudspeaker, he would have to scold the bastards in the sky who were flying planes to death.

At this moment, the walkie-talkie that had been silent suddenly rang: "zizi... called...zizi... called wolf boy, please answer if you receive it..."

The third platoon leader hurriedly pulled the walkie-phone behind him and put it in his ear: "Received, please speak!"

"Just just received the news from the command center that the fuel on the bomber was about to run out of it...zizi... They were preparing to return...

zi…there are errors in the bombing coordinates…zi…need to…accurate signal identification…you…zizi…can you…can…”

"What!? Please repeat the instructions! Hello! Hello? Damn..." The third row leader patted the walkie-phone in anger. His ears were already blown away, and the noisy electric current sounded, and he couldn't hear clearly what the other party was talking about.

Perhaps because of the impact of the bombing shock wave, the radio signal was intermittent. After listening for a long time, I understood what the other party meant.

It turned out that the bomber formation was full of ammunition to perform missions and had to reach the target as fast as possible, and did not take off in full fuel.

In addition, the Japanese army has not opened fire to expose their locations, so they can only hover over the sky based on coordinate information and wait for the opportunity.

But as time goes by, the fuel on the plane gradually bottoms out, and if it doesn't leave, it won't fly back.

Forced by helplessness, the crew drove two of the B17s to drop bombs around the riverbed, hoping to achieve something.

Unfortunately, this round of bombing did not have much substantial impact on the Japanese army...

Due to the radio technology of this era, it is difficult for airborne radio to communicate in real time with the front-line individual walkie-phones, unless the terrain is suitable and there is no signal barrier and the aircraft is hovering at a low altitude, but these conditions are obviously not met at this time.

They all transfer information through the command headquarters' high-power transmitter and receiver stations. Not only is they slow, but they are also extremely inconvenient for task guidance on the battlefield.

There is no way, who made it easy for this area to hide the whereabouts of the team? He originally expected the enemy to open fire and expose his position. Who knew that the group of Japanese devils were so calm that the bomber pilots were purely helpless.

And now there is one last chance left, which is to take advantage of the chaos to approach the Japanese army before the bomber formation evacuates, and launch signal flasks or smoke bombs into the Japanese artillery positions.
Chapter completed!