Knowing that there were Imperial fighter planes protecting them in the sky, the Japanese army spontaneously developed a sense of superiority, a sense of superiority that would always be superior to the Chinese.
This sense of superiority boosts morale and gives soldiers confidence to win.
The fighter planes of the Empire of Japan can escort ground troops in such dangerous mountains.
This is a manifestation of strength,
This is a symbol of victory,
This is the great kindness of the Emperor,
This is the glory of an invincible steel division.
The appearance of air fighters boosted the morale of the wing led by Masao Nakamura.
There are no roads on this majestic mountain.
Nakamura Masao sent engineers to open a road ahead, and forcibly opened a rugged path that could be passed by large troops. A torch was placed every 20 meters on the roadside to point out the direction.
From the air, Zhou Zhihan could see the Japanese soldiers marching on the rugged mountain road waving to him frequently. He smiled slightly, knowing that the Japanese regarded him as one of their own.
This is good.
Zhou Zhihan's mouth turned cold and he pushed the throttle. Night Battle Hurricane No. 214 flew forward at low altitude in the darkness, passing the forward troops. He easily turned around and flew towards the Japanese troops. He turned the firing trigger on the right side of the joystick. , shut down six of the eight machine guns, and only two were left, which was enough to cause devastating damage to the human body.
Although his ammunition can be used indefinitely in the dark when no one knows, the service life of the fighter machine gun is there, and the wear and tear has reached a certain level, and the same type of airborne machine gun cannot be replaced in China.
Killing the little devils on the rugged and narrow mountain road, killing chickens does not require a butcher's knife.
Zhou Zhihan continued to lower the altitude of the fighter plane. The Japs lit torches and focused on the rugged mountain road under their feet. They could not see the low-altitude fighter jet making a rumbling sound.
Hearing the plane turn around in front and flying back again, many walking little Japs carried rifles on their backs, held torches, or raised their arms and cheered "Long live the Emperor!"
The little devil was unsuspecting.
If the fighter jets flying overhead didn't fire, who else could be there but our own people?
"Want you Male Gobi..."
Zhou Zhihan was high up, overlooking the long line of marching torches on the mountain road. He found a crowded place and pressed the fire button of the machine gun without letting go.
attack!
"Whoosh whoosh..."
In the dark sky, two meteor-like red bullets suddenly appeared, raining down on the little devil's head, body, and limbs. There was a wailing sound in the firelight, blood spattered, flesh and blood jumped around, and the bullets hit the rocks and sparks flew out.
The sudden blow left the unsuspecting little Japs at a loss in a short time, and some were even stunned and killed.
A full 15 seconds!
The machine gun of No. 214 Night Battle Hurricane fired for a full 15 seconds, turning a mountain road hundreds of meters long into a hell on earth.
Because the mountain road is narrow and easy to fall off the cliff, in order to take care of each other, the Japanese marching teams are almost connected one after another. Faced with a sudden attack, it is difficult for the Japanese to even complete the simplest defensive posture of lying down to avoid the rain of bullets. Many Japanese are in In panic, he fell towards the cliff. As he fell, his limbs and head collided with the mountain, making a horrifying cracking sound. He screamed, and was stretched for a long time during the fall.
After the two machine guns finished firing the bullets, Zhou Zhihan quickly flipped the switch, and the other two machine guns then opened fire, shooting along the light of the torch. The brutal sound of the machine guns echoed in the mountains.
Because it was a close-range attack, the powerful machine gun bullets penetrated the human body and hit the rocks, emitting dots of stars with strange colors.
After a brief period of shock, the Japanese finally realized that the fighter plane that just flew over their heads was not one of their own, but the Chinese who came to harvest their lives.
The sudden attack by the hurricane on the 214th Night Battle instantly shattered the sense of superiority in the hearts of the little devils. Now they just wanted to find a hiding place on the narrow mountain road.
"Hide on the spot! This is not our fighter jet, this is the Chinese fighter jet. Everyone lie down on the spot." After a brief panic, the Japanese commander shouted loudly, "Everyone, don't panic, the machine gunners are firing from anti-aircraft guns! The machine guns Even the overall defense..."
Although the Japanese commander issued an order for all machine gunners to defend, his roar was drowned out by screams, wails and panic.
No matter how strong a person is, they are afraid of death, not to mention that at this time, the Japanese are lighting torches in the open, and the Chinese fighter jets attacking them are in the dark, and they can only hear the gunshots but not see them, which makes them feel frightened from the bottom of their hearts.
The devastating blow of the hurricane on the 214th night battle came too suddenly. The Japanese machine gunners had no time to protect themselves in a short period of time. There was no time to set up machine gun defense in the crowded rebel army.
Therefore, the low-flying No. 214 Night Fighting Hurricane calmly fired all the bullets in the eight machine guns in four times, harvested dozens of lives, and then pulled the lever. The fighter jet flew out of the airspace beyond the reach of the Japanese machine gun fire and circled, slowly changing bullets.
From the position of the Chinese army, watching the forward troops suddenly being attacked by "our own people" from the air, Nakamura Masao naively thought for a moment that it might be an accidental attack?
A few seconds later, Masao Nakamura determined that this could not be accidental damage. Except for the blind, normal people could see the clothes and military flags worn by the troops marching with torches on the mountain road, not to mention pilots with good eyesight.
The slap came so fast that it made Masao Nakamura feel tight in his chest.
He had just vowed to tell the soldiers that the fighter planes in the sky were his own.
Masao Nakamura shouted loudly: "Defense! Put out the torch!"
Upon hearing the general's order, several of the assistant officers around Masao Nakamura immediately calmed down and ordered the troops to lie down on the spot, put out the torches, and all the machine gunners set up a defense line.
After a brief panic, under the loud orders of the commander, except for the forwards who suffered heavy casualties, the soldiers who were not hit began to organize machine gun defenses in an orderly manner, quickly extinguished the torches, and looked for enemy aircraft in the darkness.
Zhou Zhihan could clearly see the movements of the Japs from the air. After a few minutes, he couldn't help but admire secretly. The reason why the Japs were able to sweep across Asia was indeed unique. They had strict military discipline, good training, rich experience, and detailed division of labor. , it is indeed admirable to quickly form a counterattack force after suffering a sudden attack. If it were replaced by the Chinese local warlords with lax military discipline, it would probably have collapsed.
The moist mountain breeze blows, and the smell of blood is everywhere. The screams of the Japanese forward troops who were attacked are heard one after another. The narrow mountain road hundreds of meters long is covered with dead bodies and wounded soldiers, which is horrifying under the light of the torches that have not been extinguished. Heartbroken, the wounded soldiers struggled among the dead, looking for help everywhere.
No one dared to step forward to help the wounded soldiers who were dying. At this time, the sound of the propellers of Chinese fighter planes was still soul-stirring in the air. Even the Japanese medical soldiers did not dare to step into the bright light for a while.
Everyone knows you only live once.
At this time, the shining place became the gate of hell.
After changing the bullets in the Hurricane on the 214th night, Zhou Zhihan raised the fighter jet to a position where the Japanese machine guns could not attack, and turned on all the lights on the fighter plane. He just wanted to let the little Japanese know that the Chinese fighter jets were still here and had not flown away. To harvest souls.
Little devils, don’t you want to see Chinese fighter jets?
OK!
I will let you see me here and be powerless. I just want to play a murderous and heartbreaking game with you in the dark night.
All the Japs could see that, beyond the reach of their firepower, there was a Chinese fighter jet hovering in the sky with its lights on.
Zhou Zhihan has plenty of time, and he just wants to make these little devils who are doing evil in China panic, and then slowly harvest their evil souls.
A few minutes later, all the lights of Night Battle Hurricane No. 214 were turned off. After the fighter flew in a circle over the Japs' heads, it suddenly stalled.
How is this going?
The Japanese were at a loss as to why the Chinese fighter jets suddenly became silent in such a dark night.
The hurricane on the night of No. 214 suddenly became silent, which made the little devil even more uneasy.
