Liang Jian: Lao Li, I'm really not a military expert

Lin Zhenhua would not miss such a great opportunity. He arranged two squads to desperately pour fire on Kawasaki Saburo, and all the rest of the people pointed their guns at the Zero fighter piloted by Kojima Masao. The battle between the two sides became fierce. No one dared to retreat, and no one could afford the consequences of retreating.

For Masao Kojima, pilots are more valuable than fighter planes, but for Lin Zhenhua, if he retreats at this time, he will be a sitting duck for the Japanese and the casualties of the troops will be very heavy. The two sides will just keep wasting time to see who can't withstand the consumption of bullets first.

"Baga Yalu! I want to see how long you Chinese can hold out. I only have 20% of my bullets left, so I can hold out for another minutes. You can only hold out for another minutes at most before your ammunition is used up. That's when I'll kill you all and send you to hell!"

Masao Kojima was also enraged. He would definitely be blamed for the loss of a Zero fighter when he returned. He vented his dissatisfaction with Saburo Kawasaki on Lin Zhenhua, but he still had a trace of rationality. He continued to descend in altitude and stabilized at an altitude of one thousand meters. The two sides collided fiercely.

"Damn it, the damn Japanese are planning to fight us to the death! Wang Tiechui, tell me the situation of our ammunition reserves. How long can we fight the Japanese?"

As the squad leader of the kitchen squad, Wang Tiechui was also responsible for the logistics of the troops. He had a deep understanding of the family's financial situation. He made a brief estimate and gave the result: "Captain Lin, according to our current firepower, it will take two and a half hours to use up all the ammunition we brought!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhenhua was somewhat amused: "You damned little devil, you are running out of bullets, right? I want to see how long you can hold out. I won't survive today. I must shoot you down. I must keep you here today so that you can see how powerful I am!"

"Comrades, increase the firepower for me. The first row will be responsible for blocking the left wing, the second row will be responsible for blocking the right wing, and the third row will be responsible for blocking the front. I want to see where the Japanese will escape."

Lin Zhenhua's tactical adjustment this time was very timely. No matter which direction Kojima Masao's Zero fighter hid, it would be attacked by fire from two directions. He also couldn't drive the Zero fighter backward in the air. Once he lost the advantage of speed, he would really become a sitting duck. He would never do anything to kill himself.

"Baga! Damn Chinese troops! Five minutes have passed and their firepower is still so fierce. How many bullets do they have? Isn't it said that the Eighth Route Army always regards bullets as very precious? Aren't the people below the Eighth Route Army?"

The situation on the battlefield once made Kojima Masao doubt his own eyes. He felt that something was wrong and planned to report the matter immediately to the North China Front Command. As a result, the radio broke down. He was so angry that he cursed a few words and punched the radio hard. He was already a little scared and had the idea of ​​retreating.

Kawasaki Saburo landed safely from the air without being hit by the soldiers of the two squads. It must be said that this boy was really lucky, but his good luck had already ended at the moment of landing. He landed on a big tree on the edge of the cliff. Looking at the cliff below, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and his legs were shaking. Finally, he desperately shouted: "Mom, we have to go home, it's too dangerous here!"

"Kojima-kun, come and save me!"

Poor Kawasaki Saburo had many scratches on his body from tree branches, and the wound on his thigh was bleeding constantly. The corners of his mouth were a little pale, his body was shivering, and his temperature was slightly rising. He was already showing signs of a fever. If he was not rescued in time, he would be dead.

After seeing Kawasaki Saburo land safely, Masao Kojima, who was desperately dodging bullets in the sky, strengthened his determination to retreat and began to turn at small angles little by little, intending to leave the battlefield.

Lin Zhenhua saw Kojima Masao's intention through the telescope, and he knew in his heart that the time was ripe to shoot down the Japanese Zero fighter in front of him. He adjusted the shooting angles of the four Maxim heavy machine guns in his hands one by one, replaced the barrels of all of them, and loaded new ammunition belts. Lin Zhenghua planned to estimate more accurately this time. After repeated calculations, Kojima Masao had already completed a small angle turn, and the machine was just right!

"Everyone, listen to my orders. Shoot 12 seconds in advance. Until I tell you to stop, keep pulling the trigger until all the bullets in the magazine are used up! I want to see how capable this little devil is. Can he escape from our hail of bullets?"

The decisive battle began. One wanted to escape, and the other wanted to keep the opponent. Under the command of Lin Zhenhua, all light and heavy machine guns fired at full power and used the maximum rate of fire. The consumption of bullets was no longer considered. Everyone had only one thought in mind, and that was to keep the Zero fighter in the sky and avenge their dead comrades.

Feeling the sudden increase in firepower from below, Kojima Masao couldn't help but curse: "Is the commander of the Chinese army below crazy? I'm already planning to retreat, why don't you let me leave? Do I have to fight to the death?"

Masao Kojima wanted to climb upwards to escape from the area of ​​intensive fire, but while climbing, the speed of the fighter plane decreased, and there was a high possibility that Lin Zhenhua would seize the opportunity and shoot him down. This put him in a dilemma. He could not escape, and if he continued fighting, he had no bullets and artillery shells left. This made Masao Kojima want to die together with his enemy.

"Bagayalu! Since you won't leave me a way to live, I will die together with you. Let's die together!"

Masao Ono opened the throttle of the plane, and the Zero fighter began to accelerate in his hands. He adjusted the course again and dived into the narrow valley. Even if he died, he would take the enemy in front of him away.

After seeing Ono Masao's crazy behavior, Lin Zhenhua immediately understood that Ono Masao was forced into a desperate situation by him and wanted to imitate the Kamikaze Squad. He was very conflicted. If he stopped shooting at this time, Ono Masao could take the opportunity to escape, but if he continued shooting, once Ono Masao broke through the blockade, many soldiers would be sacrificed.

But the situation on the battlefield did not allow Lin Zhenhua to think too much. He had to make a decision within a second. Thinking of Li Yunlong's catchphrase, Lin Zhenhua calmed down, firmly grasped the trigger of the heavy machine gun with his hand, and finally yelled madly: "When two meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. The Japanese want to fight us to the death, so let's compete with them in courage. There is not a single coward in our independent regiment. Today, let the Japanese see how powerful our independent regiment is!"

"Fuck them! Beat them hard! We must capture this Zero fighter from the devils and avenge our dead comrades!"