"Quickly spread out and lie down, that's a plane, a quick cannon." Seeing the people on the road still standing around watching the excitement, Tang Cheng couldn't help shouting, but the people on the road couldn't help it.
They shouted, but no one was willing to follow them down the roadbed. Some people saw Tang Cheng and the others getting off the roadbed, and even started to scramble to climb onto the cart to occupy a position. Tang Cheng took one last look at the crowd on the road, turned around and pulled
The old woman tried her best to run farther away. Tangcheng had seen what it was like to be bombed by Japanese planes. The farther you ran, the safer you would be.
Tangcheng had only seen two plane bombings, but each time it was still fresh in Tangcheng's memory and frightened. When Tangcheng greeted the old couple to run down the roadbed, the planes that appeared in the sky turned into dives, and most of the people on the road
They all looked up at "Big Bird" with their necks raised, and some even laughed at Tang Cheng and the others for being crazy. The confused Jiu Jin didn't know what Tang Cheng was going to do, so Tang Cheng threw the little girl to him and told him to follow.
After getting off the roadbed, Jiujin did as he was told and asked him to lie down in the field. Jiujin also did as he was told. From Jiujin's point of view, what Tang Cheng said was absolutely reasonable.
Tang Cheng also hoped that his judgment was wrong. Unfortunately, just when he was questioning himself, the planes that appeared in the sky were already swooping towards the road. When Tang Cheng finally saw the huge plaster flags under the wings, he
All he could do was to protect his head with both hands, and then pray silently in his heart for those people on the highway. "Click, click, click, click, click." The mechanism under the belly of the aircraft opened fire on the road, and he was lifted up from the ground in a daze.
At the beginning, Jiujin saw with his own eyes a red mist rising from the road. Jiujin, who had never experienced a battlefield, did not know that it was the blood mist bursting out from the bullet holes.
Even though it was daytime, the ballistic trajectory ejected from under the belly of the plane could still be clearly seen. After the barrage hit the highway and created a cloud of blood mist, the people who laughed at Tangcheng and the others for being crazy realized that they were the fools. They panicked.
The crowd began to want to escape from the road, but the aircraft hovering in the sky did not seem to want to leave. After a roundabout, the three Japanese fighter planes that had already dived once lowered their noses and dived down towards the road again.
No more looking up to the sky, no more children cheering, the scattered people just ran as hard as they could to find a place to hide themselves, but this is a highway, and there are farmland or fields on both sides of the road. Running in the farmland
The people were more conspicuous than they were on the road. "Get down, get down quickly." Regardless of Jiujin's efforts to stop him, the old man surnamed Wu shouted loudly, but his voice was not enough.
The panicked people could only see him waving vigorously but could not hear what he was shouting.
It seemed that they knew that there were no Chinese troops on this road, or that the Japanese pilots were simply taking advantage of the panicked refugees on the road. The bombing Tangcheng was worried about did not appear, and the Japanese aircraft swooped down from the sky.
He was shooting at the crowd with the machine cannon under the belly of the plane. "Our carriage." Jiujin exclaimed, and he got up and rushed forward to get the cart off the roadbed. The farmers valued the big animals more than their own lives.
Heavy.
"Lie down and don't move." Tang Cheng stretched out his hand to pull Jiujin's calf, and the latter fell to the ground. "That's just a carriage. If it's gone, we'll buy it. If the person dies, there will be nothing."
"At this time, still thinking about that carriage, Tang Cheng suddenly regretted that he had relented and agreed to take this fool with him when leaving the village. Tang Cheng not only found pistols and bullets from those Japanese soldiers, but also
Some French currency and oceans were enough money for Tangcheng to buy another carriage.
"Boom" came from the sky, interrupting Tang Cheng's contemplation. This was the first time Tang Cheng saw his own fighter planes. He saw the planes with the blue sky and white sun flag appearing in the sky and the aircraft with the plaster flag logo.
The plane exploded in the sky, and people who survived one after another joined in the cheers, and some were waving their arms excitedly in the field. I saw these two fighter jets with the blue sky and white sun flag on their wings making a pleasant buzz.
Tingsheng rushed towards the Japanese fighter planes and took the lead in using machine guns to shoot at them.
Since it was daytime, standing on the ground and looking up, one could vaguely make out the traces of tracer bullets. At this moment, the remaining two Japanese fighter planes hurriedly swung their wings to dodge.
The shooting did not bring down a single enemy plane, which made the people watching the battle on the ground feel worried. Currently, the two Japanese fighter planes, which were at an absolute disadvantage, quickly pulled up, and their climbing speed and attitude seemed to be even faster.
Much faster than your opponents.
After the Japanese fighters formed a two-plane tactical formation in tandem, they stared at one of the Japanese fighter jets and pounced on it. The Japanese fighter plane was also trying to climb up, and found that it was being targeted.
It changed to level flight and turned quickly. This move was very effective. The other Japanese fighter quickly adjusted its direction and flew towards the own fighter that was flying with a "tail".
At the critical moment, the Japanese fighter jets flying in the opposite direction opened fire first. The long fire that lasted for four to five seconds caused the Japanese fighter jet in front to break its wings in the air. The hit Japanese fighter jet rolled and fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings, and finally landed on the ground.
In the open field, it turned into a big ball of fire amidst the loud noise. The people watching the battle on the ground suddenly burst into cheers, and Tang Cheng also cheered a little in his heart. The fighter planes in the air were now one-on-two.
, if nothing else happens, the two top fighters will eventually win.
Just as the joyful mood emerged, the situation in the air suddenly changed. The Japanese aircraft flying sideways to avoid the barrage did not raise its altitude and escape the battlefield, but chose to open fire and continue the battle. The sound of machine gunfire was like fried beans.
Continuous and crisp, the Japanese fighter plane that had shot down one of the opponent's planes quickly made a roll action, but the Japanese fighter plane that was being chased by the Japanese fighter plane seemed to be half a beat slower, and immediately fell into the enemy's fierce rain of bullets.
, with great reluctance, the cheering people watched helplessly as their own fighter jets also fell dragging smoke.
Fortunately, before the Japanese plane crashed, the pilot finally jumped out of the parachute in time. The white umbrella flowers bloomed in the sky, but with a kind of sadness that cannot be erased. The murderous Japanese fighter plane did not fall into the pit and kill the parachuting pilot.
, but chased another Japanese fighter jet. The dexterous war eagle rolled acrobaticly in the air, which reminded Tang Cheng of Robert's story about the knight who was trapped in the enemy's battle formation and tried his best to avoid swords and guns. The Japanese fighter jet once found
He took the opportunity to attack the opponent and opened fire. However, instead of being able to kill the opponent, the opponent found an opportunity to damage his own fighter plane.
"No," Tang Cheng couldn't help but exclaimed as he looked at the Japanese fighter jet, which was dragging black smoke from its tail but accelerating toward the opponent's plane. Anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that the pilot flying the Japanese fighter jet would die with his opponent.
Action. There was an explosion of "boom", and the roar in the air returned to silence. Looking at the fireball blooming in the sky, Tang Cheng's mood was extremely gloomy and he was secretly glad at the same time. He was glad to see the bloody nature in the bones of the Chinese people. That name
Japanese pilots who did not choose to escape when faced with the enemy can be called heroes.
"Jiu Jin, go get our cart back." Tang Cheng yelled and ordered Jiu Jin, but he ran towards the donkey that miraculously escaped and ate grass leisurely. The white umbrella flowers floating in the air had fallen to the ground.
Just a few hundred meters northwest of Tang Cheng and the others, Tang Cheng wanted to see if the pilot under the umbrella flowers was still alive. "Are you okay?" When Tang Cheng jumped off the donkey's back, under the umbrella flowers
The ** pilot was lying in the field in pain with his arms covered, looking at Tang Cheng with a kind of dying numbness in his eyes.
Thanks to everything he learned in the Second Company, Tang Cheng now knows some common hemostatic bandaging methods. After a moment of hesitation, Tang Cheng took a step forward, squatted down and said softly, "I am the 1st of the 524th Regiment of the 88th Division.
Private Tang Cheng from the 2nd Battalion Company, don't say anything. I will bandage your wound. I have a big truck and can take you to the hospital for treatment." Based on Tang Cheng's direct observation, the injured position of the ** pilot should be at
On his right arm, through the torn jacket sleeve, Tang Cheng could see the blood-soaked shirt inside.
Tang Cheng tried to remove the pilot's left hand that was covering the wound, but his arms remained stiff and stiff. Tang Cheng had no choice but to grit his teeth and increase his strength, and then he reluctantly removed his left hand. Then Tang Cheng
Immediately, I was shocked to find that the pilot's right upper arm and armpit were bloody and bloody. Through the torn clothes, it was even possible to see that part of the pilot's limbs was obviously missing some flesh.
In the past, he would feel nauseated when seeing bloody scenes, but when he was concentrating, Tang Cheng seemed to have put these instinctive reactions far away. He followed the example of the second company ambulance soldier and tore open the first aid kit carried by the pilot and tied the tourniquet completely.
He stuffed it under the pilot's armpit and used his arms to pillow his neck. During this process, the pilot kept a numb expression and his eyes were a little dull. Only his white lips were trembling slightly. A few drops
Big beads of sweat slid down from the temples.
"Don't close your eyes, talk to me, or look at me, don't close your eyes." Tang Cheng repeatedly called the pilot loudly. Suddenly, the pilot with a numb expression grabbed Tang Cheng's wrist tightly with his left hand, hollow.
His eyes seemed to see through everything and see another world, his lips opened and closed to barely utter a few vague words, and the force on his hands suddenly increased. Tang Cheng's hands hurt, but he couldn't hold back.
After pulling him back, it only took a moment. The hand holding him lost its strength, and the weight on his arm actually increased.
"Ah" Tang Cheng shouted in pain and then closed his eyes, silently experiencing the terrible death so close at hand, the infinite sadness of the loss of life, and the blood and cruelty of this world.