As the saying goes, the grandma will have the same kind of mother. When you arrive in the Xinyi Group, you will become the Li Yunlong and the Yan Zhouping will have the same kind of Yan. These soldiers in the Xinyi Group have not learned anything else.

He said that Li Yunlong's style of not afraid of death when fighting and likes to act on his own will have learned 10% of the time.

Now, it felt like the fighter plane had arrived, so Yan Zhouping took the comrades from the first and second squads and the machine gun squad to take a small path to fight the Japanese.

At this moment, in the Shipanhe Valley west of Songshu Village, the soldiers who cleaned the battlefield were already hidden, leaving only the bodies of the Japanese corpses on the small path in the valley. The Artillery Company and Wang Chengzhu also hid in their exclusive positions with the artillery team.

Among several air raid shelters.

On the side of Zhangniupo at the corner of the river valley, the Second Camp was hidden in the woods; on Bijia Mountain in the southwest, the spies also hid.

Now, in July, when everything is booming, there are many dense forests in the entire river valley and the mountains on both sides, and there are many hillsides covered with grass, which is enough for them to hide. In addition to Yan Zhouping and others, they are also Wang Xikui, who are not hiding.

A new group of sharpshooters lined up.

"Everyone hears me, we used to listen to Li Yuexuan and the others' teachings, but it's the first time how to masturbate. And I also promised it from the commander's side, and our commander also said that killing a plane would be a victory.

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"So, this time we don't ask for how many planes we can catch, we just want to save ourselves and increase our combat experience. Of course, it's best to be able to catch one or two planes. Remember, the Japanese bomber is dive type

Bombers, bombs need to dive.”

"One chance for us to shoot is when the Japanese dive, and the other is when it pulls up. The Japanese Air Force has never encountered opponents in North China, so it will be very arrogant, and this is our opportunity. Now listen to my orders,

The six people separated in groups, each looking for the mountain to hide, and each fighting for their own battles."

"Squad 1, team 2, come with me, squad leader, follow your class, three, and four groups!" Wang Xikui spread the three squads of the sharpshooter platoon separately and hidden on the hill on the north side, waiting for the arrival of the Japanese bombers.

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Woo... Not long after Wang Xikui and the others were hiding, a very anxious roar came from the sky. Looking up, 16 bombers flew over from afar, led by two Type 92 reconnaissance aircraft.

Soon, the Japanese bombers determined that this was the battlefield, but they could not determine the location of the bomb drop. At this time, the reconnaissance aircraft needed to lead the navigation. Well, the Japanese were also bold. Such a formation did not have fighter escorts.

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Of course, the Japanese really don’t need to let fighter jets escort. China does not have an air force that can counterattack in North China. Do aviation kerosene have to be bought for money?

"Ah haha, it's our bomber coming, it's great, hahaha..." On the Japanese heavy machine gun position, the Japanese came out of their hiding place and waved to the planes in the sky.

Of course, the bombers in the sky did not have time to control the greetings of the infantry on the ground. They were hovering, waiting for the route of dropping bombs.

Woo... But two Type 92 reconnaissance aircraft flew over the two heavy machine gun positions at an ultra-low altitude distance, as if they were observing something.

On the Japanese reconnaissance plane, the pilot and the observer were very depressed. You summoned us from afar, but where is the enemy's position? I just flew over from the hills on both sides of the river valley in the east, but under the order

What about the enemy mentioned?

Well, the Japanese pilots don’t know that in order to prevent them, the Eighth Route Army arranged intelligence personnel near several Japanese airports, and they were watching the movements of the plane. Then the planes flew together and reported the direction to their superiors.

Then determine the specific goal.

Well, in the era without radar, this is the only way to use it.

"Captain, do we still have to stay here?" When his own bomber came, a soldier asked Watanabe.

"Baga... let's retreat!" Watanabe didn't want to give this order, but now, retreat is the best choice.

"Damn it, the Japanese seem to be retreating!" At the front observation post, Xiao Gu and his team put away the cannon mirrors, and the people hid in the grass under the rocks. However, Xiao Gu, who was sharp-eyed, still saw the Japanese from the gaps in the grass.

The trend is here.

"Xiao Gu, don't move. No matter what the Japanese are, our location must not be exposed!" The third squad leader reminded not far away.

"Woo woo..." The reconnaissance plane flew over the hill where the front-line observation post was located, and many dead grass leaves were blown up.

"Retreat, retreat..." Watanabe directed the Japanese to go down the mountain.

"The Japanese are going to run away, battalion commander, will we fight?" The second battalion is located, closest to the Japanese, so naturally saw the movements of the Japanese.

"If you can't fight, we'll be in trouble if we open the big one!" The second battalion commander was also very angry, but he gave an order to continue lurking.

"Why didn't the Japanese fall down?" Wang Xikui and the others were lying in a hidden place, looking at the plane hovering in the sky.

"Dadada...Dadada..." The 92 reconnaissance plane flew past the ridges on both sides of the valley again and kept firing.

Sure enough, there was no one on the ridge, so I was not worried about casualties. However, another reconnaissance plane flew past the woods where the Second Battalion was located with guns.

"Chirky chirp..." Some bullets penetrated the canopy and hit the trunk, piercing the trunk; some bullets hit the soldiers of the Second Battalion.

"Hiss... creaking..." The injured soldier still maintained a hidden position, but the hissing and creaking sound of gritting his teeth revealed that the soldier was enduring the pain.

"Don't move, hide!" someone shouted.

"It hurts so much..." A wounded man said softly, and then fell into a coma after he finished speaking.

Finally, the Japanese reconnaissance plane never found the location of the Eighth Route Army, so they had to take off again and gestured to the bomber pilot. Well, there was no time left, so they had to drop bombs and return, otherwise they would not be able to go back.

Wuxing... Wuxing... The Japanese plane reorganized the formation in the sky, then divided into two groups, lined up from west to east, and cut across the ridges on both sides of the Shipan River.

"Woo... chirp..." The Japanese bomber began to dive, and then threw the bomb down like money.

"Pull in advance, ull in advance..." Well, the pilot and bomb droppers who were dropping bombs had no idea that they were being targeted.

Wang Xikui had already raised the semi-automatic sniper rifle in his hand, and he was surrounded by five soldiers holding guns.
Chapter completed!