The radius of Samama Mountain is only three miles away. The mountain is as its name suggests. The shape of the mountain resembles the black samama of ancient Chinese officials. But at this moment, the beautiful Samama Mountain is undergoing the baptism of war, with gravel flying around, and the entire Samama Mountain is blown up by Japanese planes and heavy artillery.

Feng Quan, who had just arrived here in a hurry, had no time to rest. Seeing that the situation was very urgent, he immediately shouted loudly,

"The Northern Xuanwu Group obeys the order!"

"I'm here!"

"Concentrate all the m2 heavy machine guns to knock out the Japanese plane first!"

The 12 aircraft of the Kwantung Army Flight Team are too arrogant. They fly so short that they are not afraid of hitting the mountain. The Beixuanwu team has a total of 7 100-man teams, and the mortar 100-man team has not yet returned. Not to mention a 100-man team of ammunition 100-man teams, just three infantry 100-man teams and two machine guns 100-man teams have nearly 90 m2 heavy machine guns.

The machine gunner quickly installed the tripod, and the ammunition hand took out rows of 110 round metal bullet links, and the black muzzles of 90 m2 heavy machine guns faced the sky, at a 60-degree angle to the horizon.

Two flowers bloomed, each with one branch. Seeing that the casualties of their troops were too severe, the commander Sun Dequan of the 19th Independent Brigade of the Northeast Army immediately asked Commander-in-Chief Zhang Xueliang for help.

"Commander-in-chief, brothers are almost unable to hold on. They need reinforcements urgently, and they need reinforcements urgently!"

When Zhang Xueliang heard this, he was so bad. The little Japanese are really cruel, no less than the old Russians. "Please rest assured, Brigade Commander Sun, I have urgently dispatched the 8th Independent Brigade of the Northeast Army stationed in the pass to reinforce. Brigade Commander Ding Xichun personally led the army. He will definitely arrive after marching for one day and one night. You can hold on for another day and get rid of it!"

When Sun Dequan heard that Zhang Xueliang had sent troops to come from ancient times, his good friend Ding Xichun was still a good friend, Sun Dequan felt relieved and threw his military cap into the ground, holding a box cannon in each hand. "The guard company, everyone gathered, went to the frontier position of Maoer Mountain with me, I'm fighting with them!"

"Tu tuk"

"Dadadada"

There were dense sounds of heavy machine guns near Samao Mountain. Damn it! How many heavy machine guns do you need? There are more heavy machine guns than in our brigade. It sounds like Japanese people. Where did you get a good friend from? The puzzled Sun Dequan immediately signaled the guard not to gather the guard company for the time being. He climbed out of the brigade cover and looked at the Maoer Mountain in front with a telescope in his hand.

North Korea's No. 1 hero in the universe, Kim Il-sung, can shoot off planes with a pistol, and the eighth man who often burst into great character also used rifles to shoot off countless Japanese aircraft. Feng Quanzi thought he did not have such a good character and could not explode.

88 ultra-long range m2 large caliber heavy machine guns are specially used to treat various low-altitude aircraft, thin-skinned and stuffed Japanese chariots. If they can't fix just 12 arrogant planes, I will hit you and kill you, the big breast of the Japanese Queen Liangzi. Hehe, she is only 30 years old now, and she will definitely be very satisfied with a mature female bird.

Perhaps it was the huge smoke that blocked the Japanese plane's sight, perhaps it was the bombs on the plane had been dropped, or perhaps it was bullying the 19th Brigade of the Northeast Army that did not have more air defense weapons, the Japanese's 12 planes flew too low, and Feng Quan estimated that they were only about 700 meters away, and now all 12 planes crashed into the middle of dense air defense firepower.

With a "bang", a 12.7-caliber bullet first penetrated the front windshield of the rotating aircraft, and then continued to fall, and then hit the head of the Japanese pilot. The bullet rolled in his head for a while and finally flew out from behind. The plane that had lost control was like a drunk strong man, stumbled and flew towards the artillery position of the 7th Regiment of the Field Artillery Regiment mixed with the 14th Brigade.

"Baga! Escape!" The wing leader Ono shouted loudly, but this was futile. How could the speed of people running with the almost free-falling aircraft birds? "Boom boom" the plane full of explosives was filled with aviation gasoline. The violent explosion first detonated the fuel tank, and then caused the death of the 7th Regiment of the Field Artillery. "Boom boom" innocent stone fragments and the broken limbs of the Japanese fell back to the ground like raindrops.

A large piece of shrapnel flew accurately to the brigade headquarters that mixed into the 14th Brigade, penetrated the gate of a farmyard that was regarded as the brigade headquarters, and fell on the temple of a major staff officer. Suddenly, the staff officer's head was like a watermelon that was blown up, with blood flying, and the ** flying around. Hattori Hoshijiro's head, face, and body were covered with red and white combinations.

"Baga!Baga!"

It was too dirty. Hattori Hijiro was rushing to remove the dirty body while cursing.

The general was drawn from the short man, and there were many cross-eyed Japanese people in the little Japanese, but they could also select some pilots with good eyesight. When the other 11 planes saw the headplane being knocked out, they quickly pulled the plane's altitude and wanted to escape.

"Tu tuk"

"Dadadada"

The m2 heavy machine gun was even more heart-warming when it saw that it had achieved something. Under the all-round packages of several heavy machine gun positions composed of 88 heavy machine guns, 10 planes may have been hit by the fuel tank and exploded in the air.

After the 10 beautiful black mushroom clouds passed, the deafening explosion sounded back to the ground. Both China and Japan on the ground stopped ejaculation for the same time, each with their own thoughts and were shocked.

"Huh? Why is there an Japanese Airplane Bird? Why is it not knocked down?"

"Nani? When did the Chinese army opposite come to reinforcements? Why are there so many heavy machine guns? Baga! Escape quickly!"

The last plane was lucky that so many heavy machine guns didn't hit it. Seeing that they were flying beyond the range, the pilot Toshima suddenly heard a muffled sound of the engine, and then the entire bomber started panting and shaking like an asthma patient.

The pilot Toshima thought the plane had a mechanical failure and was about to troubleshoot the failure, but 88 heavy machine guns were all aimed at the lucky plane. The fuselage kept making fluffy sounds, black smoke came out of the engine, and the speed of the propeller dropped sharply.

Although it is not the end of World War II and Japan has not yet curbed the Kanma Kamisuke Death Squad, the pilots of the Japanese have always praised the planes that crashed into enemy positions after being injured and were not used to carrying parachutes, which means that they will never be captured or humiliated.

This determination became ridiculous when the plane malfunctioned. Now the sergeant Toshima just wanted to be a meat bullet, but he looked at the ground five times, all of which were white. How could there be a heavy machine gun bird?

The target was not found, and seeing that the plane was no longer able to control and parachute, Tokushima decided to make a landing. There were mountainous areas everywhere, and the risk of forced landing was extremely high. Fortunately, Tokushima was an experienced pilot. He saw a Liugu Valley that was more than 100 meters long and then plunged down.

The bomber equipped with a fixed landing gear jumped on the pebbly-covered river beach. The left wing broke the ground and glided for hundreds of meters. After knocking down countless poplar trees in China, the plane finally took a beautiful big top near the end of the river beach and finally stopped.

Toshima, whose ribs were broken, smelled the pungent smell of gasoline. He realized that he was already doomed. He closed his eyes and murmured to himself, "Can I enter the Yasukuni Shrine?"

The leaked aviation gasoline finally burned, and a rumbling sound detonated the bomb inside the fuselage. After a huge orange-red fireball rose, the entire plane exploded, and the beautiful Liuguhe River bed was blown out of a large pit with a depth of 5 meters...
Chapter completed!