Anti-Japanese War: When I get promoted, the system will explode with soldiers

When the pilot's rope was cut, the jeep also did a neat tailspin, using the car to block the pilot.

"Hurry up and get in the car."

When Sun Gancheng shouted this, the pilot had already rushed to the back seat. Seeing his injured brother, the pilot quickly took out his own medical kit, as the medical kits of everyone else in the car had already been used.

"Just take care of him."

When Sun Gancheng saw the pilot's actions, he knew that the boy's battlefield rescue class was not in vain.

"Let me drive. My driving skills are no joke."

Who knew that the pilot did not listen to the captain, but instead took the initiative to drive. Sun Zhancheng had heard some rumors that these pilots' families were either rich or noble. When we saw cars in picture magazines, they were already playing with them.

"Switch places with him."

Under the driver's somewhat dissatisfied look, the pilot sat in the driving seat. The driver thought that his skills were not bad at all, and when evaluated, his skills could be ranked in the top ten percent among the hundreds of drivers in the search team.

But when the pilot drove away, the driver was already convinced. The jeep's speed could not keep up with the pilot's skills. This was what the driver was thinking.

Just like the previous curve, I could only come here at a speed of 35 kilometers at most, but the pilot did a drift at 50 kilometers. Although it made everyone a little dizzy, it bought crucial time.

Once the search team and the pilot are exposed, it's time to race against time.

The Japanese soldiers' three-wheeled motorcycles in the distance also caught up. The Japanese soldiers also realized that they could not catch up with the two jeeps on their own. The only mobile three-wheeled motorcycles nearby were these five. The pilots had already boarded the jeeps. They also knew that the 72nd Army was most in need of pilots. Capturing a pilot would be more meritorious than capturing their two planes, so these Japanese soldiers chased them desperately.

"Enough of this, bring me my spear."

The driver, Xiao Chen'er, is not only a driver, but also the sniper king of the former company. It's just that his driving skills are much greater than his sniping skills, so he became a driver.

"It's up to you."

As Wang Gancheng was speaking, crackling sounds were heard. The Type 99 light machine gun hit the rear iron plate of the jeep, leaving some bulges.

After the modification, the jeep was covered with iron sheets around it. As long as it was not a Type 92 heavy machine gun that was constantly firing at one place, it could still hold out for a while. However, if this type of machine gun fired too often, the iron sheets would not last long.

Xiao Chener pulled his hat back, extended the gun through the firing hole, and fired a shot at the distance. If it were someone else, it would take time to aim, but this guy's gun moved as fast as the bullet.

"Sure, bro."

The pilot who was driving saw it in the rearview mirror and he was the second person in the car to know the result of the battle.

The driver of the first Japanese three-wheeled truck in the back was shot in the head. After his death, he didn't have much accuracy left. The first three-wheeled truck made a 70-degree turn and crashed into the big tree next to it.

Fortunately, the two people at the back jumped quickly, otherwise their bones would have been broken. Although the other two people except the driver survived, they had no way to continue the pursuit, and the other tricycles were also scared.

Several three-wheeled motorcycles covered each other and blocked the machine gun position of the jeep, but they didn't expect that the other party also had a sharpshooter.

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Xiao Chen used a Garand semi-automatic rifle and fired three bullets in succession, and the jeep following behind was hit again.

"Front, front."

The pilot who was acting as a driver had no time to look at his comrades' battle record. He quickly patted the machine gun in the middle, and Wang Gancheng immediately rushed up. About two or three hundred meters ahead, a Japanese squad was ready for battle.

"Fight together."

The two jeeps' mounted machine guns fired a barrage of shots at the position in front of them. We didn't seek to kill many Japanese soldiers. As long as these Japanese soldiers didn't have the chance to shoot while we were firing, we would be considered victorious.

When they joined the search team, the superiors had already made it very clear to them that their mission was to transport the pilot back safely, not to kill as many Japanese as possible here. No matter how favorable the combat situation on the scene was for you, you could not stop and had to rush forward at the highest speed allowed at the time. This was your most important mission on the battlefield.

The Japanese combat team could only lie down and dared not look up. The machine gun bullets were too dense. If anyone wanted to look up, the price would be their head.

Only after the sound of bullets faded away did some people get up, but the car was already a hundred meters away. Some Japanese soldiers were confident in their marksmanship and started shooting with their Type 38 rifles, but unfortunately you didn't have a scope, and the enemy was moving at high speed, so you couldn't hit him at all.

Even if they hit the target, they could only cause some scratches on the opponent's iron sheet. The Japanese tricycles behind were chasing farther and farther away. The maneuverability of the tricycles themselves could not catch up with the jeep. In addition, with the sharpshooters on the vehicles, these tricycles did not dare to chase too close. After five minutes, the tricycles had lost their target.

At this moment, they were still 800 meters away from the 72nd Army's position. The Japanese had built two lines of defense in front, so the leader of the search team immediately ordered to blow up the car and then go back on foot.

Several time bombs have been placed and will explode in five minutes. When the explosion occurs, it will not only destroy our cars and equipment, but most importantly, it will attract the surrounding Japanese troops. We will take that opportunity to run back. This method has been used many times before, and it can be said that the success rate is quite high.

The pilot was well aware of the search team's capabilities. This guy put his self-defense pistol back and held the submachine gun of a fallen brother in his hand. Don't underestimate the last 800 meters, there are many dangers.

According to the rules on the battlefield, the name tags of the fallen soldiers are all in the hands of the pilots. The pilots know that these soldiers risked their lives to save them, and they are their lifelong benefactors.

There's a saying among pilots: once the person who saved you is gone, you have to take care of his family...