"Shit..."

"Shit..."

The Japanese fighter plane came up and gave Zhang Yong a warning.

A series of bullet rains fell from the air and swept across the ground. Countless dust splashed.

Some soldiers of the National Army were hit and injured and injured on the spot.

"Stay!"

"Stay!"

An officer yelled sharply.

Then there are the sound of gunfires of various tones.

All Sulutong machine guns fired and fired blindly.

They only have time to proficient in basic operations. What is ahead of time requires experience accumulation.

This is the first actual battle. Zhang Yong has no hope at all.

The only requirement is that the troops should not be disintegrated. Don’t throw down the machine gun and run away.

Counterattack!

fire!

Just hit it!

Just fire in the air.

As you fight, you will gradually calm down and then you will gradually become less afraid.

That's how the battlefield is.

As long as you survive the initial stage of panic, the rest is anger.

Seeing his comrades lying beside him, the only thought in his mind was to do his best to kill the enemy.

“Bangbangbang…”

“Bangbangbang…”

Machine cannon. There is.

Cannonballs. Sufficient.

All you have to do is fire and pour as many shells into the air as possible.

How can I hit it?

Sorry, I won't teach you either.

Can you and I popularize advanced mathematics?

Pull down.

Think about it yourself!

People with insight will fight...

"I've hit it!"

"I've hit it!"

Suddenly someone cheered.

Zhang Yong saw a Japanese fighter plane exploded in the air from the corner of his eyes.

This Kawasaki Ki-32 is a very crisp model. If it is hit by an anti-aircraft machine gun, it may crash, let alone shells.

A small 20mm-caliber shell explodes, and it can also cost such a crisp life.

The Japanese fighter planes exploded and decomposed in the air. Then they fell like a celestial girl scattered flowers.

actually……

Very beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

It would be even more perfect if you could bring a little flame.

This is the flower of sin.

pity……

"I've hit it!"

"I've hit it!"

Suddenly there was another cheer.

Zhang Yong hurriedly turned his head and found another Japanese fighter jet hit.

This time, it caught fire and burned directly in the air. The flames became bigger and bigger. Finally, it turned into a ball of fire. Then it crashed heavily on the nearby mountains.

Well……

Is it so powerful?

Two fights came in a blink of an eye?

I originally wanted to play in person, but now it seems that I don't need it.

The only thing to do is to ensure sufficient ammunition.

The hit rate requires massive amounts of shells to support. Without shells, everything is a cloud.

15 rounds of magazines can be completed in a few seconds. Adding to the time to change magazines, three magazines can be fired in one minute. That is, 45 rounds of shells.

120 Suluotong machine guns, more than 5,000 shells per minute!

Of course, with aiming and various interruptions, it is impossible to really make so many shots. However, there are two or three thousand shots.

One minute is two or three thousand shots, and ten minutes is twenty or three thousand shots.

Who can supply such a terrible ammunition consumption except Zhang Yong who is on the scene?

"Baga!"

“Raise!”

“Raise!”

The remaining Japanese aircraft will no longer dare to be careless.

Just now, they pressed their height very low, only about three or four hundred meters, or even lower.

I thought there was no air defense firepower on the ground, so I was very arrogant.

They basically did not encounter any decent counterattacks in South China. Unexpectedly, they were in trouble today.

“Bangbangbang…”

“Bangbangbang…”

The ground firepower is so fierce.

There was artillery fire everywhere, and shells everywhere, extremely deadly.

The crisscrossing shells intertwine a very chaotic spider web in the air. They died if they accidentally encountered it.

"boom……"

Another ball of fire broke out in the air.

This is the third Japanese fighter jet that was hit and exploded in the air.

Who hit him? Not sure.

Anyway, someone just hits it.

"Baga!"

“Raise!”

“Raise!”

The Japanese flight commander was anxious.

Three of them were shot down just after the opening. The loss was too terrifying.

Damn it!

How come there are so many anti-aircraft guns on the ground!

How did the infantry report it? Didn’t it mean that only ground artillery fire?

It was also said that the enemy had three large caliber howitzers. The mission of the aviation army was to destroy those howitzers. So they came in a fierce manner.

Then……

I haven't seen where the howitzer is yet.
To be continued...