Chapter 4 All-round War of Resistance (Eight Bloody Wars)
Only a soldier who has seen blood can be considered a truly qualified soldier.
When Ouyang Yun first started to implement the idea of sending recruits to the Northeast Anti-Japanese Allied Forces in small teams for training, he said this in the face of the confusion of his subordinates. If this plan can really be implemented, Huang Weiwen must have Already a qualified warrior,
Amidst the roars of machine guns and anti-aircraft guns, the excellent tactical qualities of the Japanese pilots began to emerge. One after another, they performed beautiful and thrilling tactical moves with high viewing value. At this moment, if we put aside the conflict between the two countries, Grudges aside, these fighter planes can truly fly freely in the sky like birds.
What Gu Wenjie and other garrison commanders, including Zhang Zhen who was far away in Renqiu New City, didn't know was that the 12th Aviation Wing was a truly elite force in the Kwantung Army's flight group sequence, ranging from Masao Ito to anyone. Each of the pilots has at least 300 hours in the air. Except for the lack of actual combat record, almost any Japanese pilot in this wing can be regarded as a flying elite.
As several Japanese planes escaped from the fire net of the defenders with the superb driving skills of their pilots, Zhang Qin and other ordinary soldiers did not notice anything, but Gu Wenjie and others felt that something was wrong.
The Xuebing Army has always attached great importance to the collection of intelligence work. Although due to various reasons, there is very little information about the Kwantung Army Flying Group, but through Feng Yunxiu's efforts, the intelligence database in charge of Mu Jiandie has information about the 12th Aviation Wing. A little bit of information was collected, and Feng Shaohai, the top officer of the Liyu Island Guard Force who was lucky enough to have access to this information, the regiment leader with the rank of major general, witnessed the performance of the Japanese aircraft and began to wonder whether his unit was lucky enough to play in this game. piece of iron plate,
Masao Ito was driving a brand-new Kawasaki Type 95 fighter No. 12-001, hovering at an altitude of about 1,200 meters. From time to time on his walkie-talkie, a Japanese man shouted: "吆西, Ohashi-kun, Good job." "Ba Ge, Muraki, why are you flying so low? Pull up." "Nishijima, the firepower point on the left front is given to you." "Hai."...
Seeing the mushroom clouds that exploded from time to time on the ground, machine guns, anti-aircraft gun parts and Chinese limbs were flying in the flames of the mushroom clouds. Masao Ito curled up with a cold smile and gave a stern order: "Quickly clear all fire points, explode The attack planes conserved ammunition and dropped bombs accurately. The Chinese people defended this place so tightly, it must be a very important place. Lieutenant Lin Mu, you did a good job."
"Hai." The special existence of Carp Island was discovered by Lin Mu and his wingmen. Lin Mu took advantage of Ito's praise. His eyes were shining brightly, as if he had taken stimulants. It was just to the lower left of his fighter plane. , a fire net of two machine gun bullets was chasing a bomber. The fighter plane numbered 12-245 was piloted by Lin Mu's fellow villager Xicheng George. Chased by bullets, Xicheng George flew the fighter plane without any panic. Suddenly he pulled up, and then made a quick dive, pressing down on the fire point. He found a move to quickly distance himself from the ground fire point, and gained the initiative to attack. Lin Mu looked at his right hand He pressed the bomb release button and smiled knowingly. Suddenly, a fire suddenly flashed from a small island that was already shrouded in smoke on the right front. Then, in the field of vision directly in front of him, the 12-245 of Xicheng Unable to escape, the barrage composed of two machine gun bullets cut all the way from the nose of the aircraft. Xicheng was shattered by the bullets on the spot, and the bomb he had not had time to drop was exploded by the bullets. In the loud "rumbling" sound, Turned the entire fighter plane into a big fireball,
"Eight squares." Lin Mu cursed angrily. He pressed the nose of the aircraft and dived towards the newly exposed firepower point. Then, as soon as the firepower point appeared in the sight, he pressed the shooting button, and two 7.7 mm caliber machine guns sprayed out. The flames scattered pieces of bullets,
On that small island, Zhang Qin watched another fighter plane being blown up. He was so excited that he shouted to Gu Wenjie: "Company Commander, another one has been beaten. Company Commander, you are really awesome."
The battle was too bloody. In only about a quarter of an hour, Zhang Qin was the only one left in Zhang Qin's group. On Gu Wenjie's side, Huang Wenwei was hit by a stray bullet that flew from nowhere before the tears dried on his face. He was hit in the head, and when he was about to die, he didn't even close his eyes.
Gu Wenjie fired all the bullets in the machine gun in one breath, and then said in a deep voice: "Reload."
"Yes." Zhang Qin hurriedly opened the two ammunition boxes. With Gu Wenjie's help, he loaded the two new bullet chains into the magazine of the machine gun. Holding a bullet chain in one hand, Zhang Qin followed Gu Wenjie's gaze. He raised his head and looked up at the sky. In an instant, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
An enemy plane was rushing down like a tiger descending a mountain. He could even clearly see the ferocious expression on the face of the little Japanese sitting in the cab. The bullets dropped from the plane were about ten meters in front of them. Sweep over and plow two furrows along the road, making a "puff-puff" sound.
Zhang Qin was in a daze when Gu Wenjie's roar suddenly sounded in his ears: "Zhang Qin, are you ready?"
He instinctively shouted: "Ready."
"Okay." Before the word "Okay" could be heard, the familiar sound of machine guns rang out. Zhang Qin opened his mouth wide and breathed heavily. He lowered his head and watched the bullet chain slipping from his hand. Suddenly, he felt a A stream of hot wind passed by quickly with the cold sound of "Puff, Puff, Puff", and the sound of machine guns stopped, "Woo,..." This was the sound of the wings scraping the air, and the enemy plane actually flew by at an angle to the fuselage. Above their heads, Gu Wenjie's body was cut open from the left shoulder by bullets. His right hand still held the trigger, his fingers were still shaking, and he seemed to continue to kill the enemy. However, the anti-aircraft machine gun had also been hit by bullets. Cut open, even the combined firing mechanism was broken.
"Company commander, company commander." Zhang Qin hugged half of Gu Wenjie's body and howled. The next moment, he suddenly picked up one of the machine guns, quickly stuffed a bullet belt into it, and put the remaining With the bullet chain hanging on his shoulder, he picked it up and chased the enemy plane, firing fiercely at the same time.
The speed of the plane was so fast. In just a short time, Lin Mu was flying the plane into the air and turned its nose. He saw a small figure on the island that had just been strafed, still making plans for him. A sarcastic sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, he pressed the nose of the aircraft, pressed the design button at the same time, and pounced again.
Zhang Qin looked at the enemy plane and turned around to fight again. He shouted loudly: "Come on, you bastard, come on." While pulling the trigger, he bravely faced it. Suddenly, there was a step under his feet. His feet were empty, he stumbled and fell into the water.