mesbooks Chapter 279 Anti-aircraft guns and guns
Chapter 279 Anti-aircraft guns and guns
279 Anti-aircraft Gun Ash Machine
Buzz!
The more than 30 Japanese planes in the sky were divided into three groups and flew in a V-formation.
As they gradually arrived at the main destination where they dropped bombs this time.
The Japanese flight commander in the front made gestures and gave orders to the other fighter planes nearby.
The Japanese fighter planes were not equipped with radios, so the only way to communicate with each other in the air was by hand gestures.
Follow the Japanese flight commander and give orders.
The two Type 97 fighter jets flying in the front flew to the sides, guiding the pilots of the other two groups to carry out the bombing mission.
The other Japanese pilots saw the two Type 97 fighters leave the formation in front.
They knew it was time to bomb.
In fact, these Japanese pilots were very relaxed at this time.
In fact, they have carried out such tasks many times.
Whether it was the uninterrupted bombing of Jinling City half a month ago, or the resumption of the bombing of Purple Mountain after they replenished their ammunition yesterday.
They have done this many times and are very familiar with it.
Also, there is no need to worry about being attacked by the national army.
It's just like punching in at work. After dropping the bombs you carry, you just need to pull up and return.
That is to say, fighter pilots sometimes feel that returning home like this is too boring.
They would swoop down in their fighter planes.
The two 7.7mm machine guns on the fighter plane were used to straf the Kuomintang positions.
"Yo, damn Chinese, all of you go to hell!"
Flying in the front was a Japanese pilot squadron leader named Yoshino Atsuto. He was staring at the Purple Mountain in front of him with a ferocious look on his face and muttering excitedly.
As the representative of the most radical officers in the Japanese Third Flying Regiment.
Although Captain Yoshino was flying a Type 97 fighter, he was also able to carry four 4-kilogram small bombs.
Therefore, they can also follow the bomber group and carry out bombing missions together.
And every time after dropping the bombs, Yoshino would fly a fighter plane and use machine guns to straf the Kuomintang positions.
This made him feel very excited.
At this time, the first batch of Japanese fighter planes rushing down were led by Captain Yoshino.
"Hey, Yoshino-kun, you've finished dropping your bombs again.
Machine gun fire was launched at the Chinese positions.
This guy had a blast yesterday."
Another Japanese squadron leader, who was in a bomber, couldn't help but laugh when he saw the first group of planes led by Yoshino start to dive and drop bombs.
The Japanese fighter planes were fast. After dropping their bombs, they dived and fired machine guns.
It is generally difficult to be hit by machine guns of the Kuomintang soldiers on the position.
But these bombers can't do that.
Their speed is far slower than that of fighter jets, let alone the dangerous low-altitude strafing operations.
“The next time there’s a bombing, I’ll have to switch places with Yoshino-kun.
Let me fly a fighter plane for once."
As Captain Yoshino led ten fighter planes and dived towards the main position of the Purple Mountain Training Corps.
The other two groups of Japanese aircraft also began to adjust their flight directions and dived in two other directions.
They bombed the No. 7 position on Zhou Xinghai's side, as well as other small positions.
"I'm coming!
Stay calm, don't rush, let the Japanese fighter planes come down a little bit, and then open fire!"
Zhou Xinghai took it too seriously. Today during the day, the anti-aircraft artillery battalion ambushed the fighter planes of the Japanese Third Flying Regiment.
He did not hesitate to take charge of the command himself.
But unfortunately, his men did not dare let him get too close to the anti-aircraft artillery position.
Because, while the anti-aircraft guns were attacking the Japanese fighter planes, the anti-aircraft gun positions also became targets of attack by the Japanese fighter planes.
Zhou Xinghai could only watch through a telescope in the temporary command post at a nearby position.
At this time, the Japanese fighter planes accelerated and dived down.
Everyone's heart was in tension.
On the ground, there were twenty 76.2 mm anti-aircraft guns scattered in seven or eight locations on the Kuomintang positions throughout Purple Mountain.
At this time, all the gun muzzles were aimed at the diving Japanese fighter planes.
"Everyone prepare!"
"Fire!"
Following the anti-aircraft artillery battalion commander's roar.
The operators of the two nearby anti-aircraft guns, who had been waiting anxiously, immediately roared and opened fire.
"Go to hell, little devil!"
Bang bang bang!
One anti-aircraft shell after another was fired from the gun at a very fast speed towards the Japanese fighter planes swooping down from the sky.
After the first anti-aircraft gun opened fire, all the other anti-aircraft gun positions on the entire Purple Mountain responded as if they had received a signal.
They opened fire one after another.
All of a sudden, the anti-aircraft shells exploded in the air, forming a barrage of bullets.
After approaching the Japanese fighter planes, these anti-aircraft shells exploded one after another.
The shrapnel produced by the explosion caused casualties and damage to the surrounding Japanese fighter planes.
Some shrapnel penetrated the bodies of the flying Japanese soldiers, causing them to be injured or killed on the spot.
Some shrapnel hit the Japanese fighter planes, causing damage to their battle.
Whoosh!
Soon, a Japanese fighter plane crashed down.
Most of the people flying inside were killed directly because their fighter plane lost control and crashed down.
It crashed into Purple Gold Mountain and exploded loudly.
There were also Japanese fighter planes that were damaged by shrapnel from anti-aircraft shells, which damaged their engines, caused thick smoke to come out of the tail, and they fell rapidly.
The Japanese captain Yoshino, who was leading the team, was flying in the front.
He became the first Japanese pilot to suffer unlucky fate.
The shrapnel from the explosion penetrated directly into his body, causing him to be seriously injured and let out a heart-wrenching scream.
"Baga! Anti-aircraft guns. Chinese anti-aircraft guns."
The guy shouted loudly with a look of horror in his eyes.
He didn't understand why so many anti-aircraft guns suddenly appeared in the Kuomintang positions on Purple Mountain.
This shouldn't happen at all.
Their bombing yesterday went so smoothly.
Since the Nationalist army had anti-aircraft guns, why didn't they use them yesterday?
So many questions suddenly popped up in the mind of this Yoshino devil, but he had no time to answer them.
The pain in his body let him know that he had been shot.
But it also stimulated his ferocity.
"Despicable Chinese, die together."
The Yoshino devil steadied the fighter plane, his face grim, and he wanted to complete the bombing.
boom!
Another shell exploded near his fighter plane.
This time, more shrapnel splashed towards him, directly turning him into a hedgehog.
A shrapnel embedded itself in his spine, causing him to lose control of his body.
He could no longer control the fighter plane, which flew like a bird towards the mountainside.
Boom!
It soon came into close contact with the mountain and turned into a fireball.
The sudden appearance of anti-aircraft guns caused considerable casualties to the Japanese diving aircraft.
Japanese fighter planes kept falling.
The other lucky Japanese planes that were not immediately damaged by anti-aircraft artillery shrapnel all quickly rose up and fled in all directions like frightened birds.
"Damn it! How come the Chinese have anti-aircraft guns?"
The Japanese flight commander roared angrily!