The dull rumbling sound was connected into an explosion. The armored car’s 3mm chain machine gun strafed the shells and swept through the wall in a fire sickle. The fireballs and shrapnel with a diameter of about one meter exploded. A company battalion commander gestured at me, "The No.1 fire platform was hit by lightning, and the No.2 and No.3 were attacked by Japanese infantry."

I said, "it’s okay, even if the fire platform doesn’t come, we can get rid of these Japanese pigs!" Fire to cover the anti-tank missile company! " Fiercely put the automatic rifle out, pulled the trigger, fired three rounds of twelve-point-seven-millimeter bullets, and pulled out lines of latosolic red air billow. Then three rounds of two five-type Gaoping heavy machine guns fired at the same time, plus a Grenade launcher and dozens of automatic rifles. The submachine gun suddenly formed an impenetrable barrage, which made the armored car body burst into a rustling Mars. It was beautiful. Two infantrymen were hit by my projectile and one head was blown into seventeen pieces on the spot. The other bust was separated from the sky and turned over two and a half weeks later with a pile of colorful chickens and dogs. Even if I saw this scene more than once, the Japanese soldiers still screamed-such a bloody and horrible scene was beyond the limit of one’s psychological endurance! Gaoping’s two heavy machine guns swept out two fire-irons, crossed and cut a cloud of choking blood and fog, and several Japanese soldiers were cut off by the middle. An armored car was even more blasted and turned into a ball of fire. No one escaped, and it is estimated that the soldiers inside were all in a paste.
进攻受挫东瀛指挥官勃然大怒“打掉那两挺重机枪！冲去刺刀把支那人心脏挑出来！”
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In less than 30 seconds, the enemy was swept away and it was determined that there was nothing worth shooting at the target. After that, this turboprop fighter combined anti-submarine, reconnaissance, tactical bombing and tactical command, fanned its wings and turned a corner and left. It was full of words, and it could take at least 7,000 rounds of 23 mm caliber machine gun shells and 26 gliding precision guided bombs with a range of 20 kilometers and 250 kilograms. Tyrannosaurus Rex appeared at the forefront of the battlefield, and all the enemies in its territory were torn to pieces by its abnormal firepower! The tyrant ran away smartly, leaving us with a burning car wreck and broken meat. The officer ordered the infantry to rush to Houyi automatic rifle under the cover of three-thirds formation alternately. The light rocket launcher roared and the gun kept ringing. Every shot meant that at least one Japanese soldier was beaten to pieces and even a corpse was a luxury!
I spit out a sulk and pushed forward more than 300 meters. At this rate, I can hit the palace at the latest the day after tomorrow. After losing all the tanks and armored vehicles, the Japanese soldiers also lost the courage to fight with us. I just took them out and killed them. I don’t have to worry about it. I saw with my own eyes that more than a dozen comrades-in-arms were beaten by Houyi automatic rifles, and the remaining Japanese soldiers were already frightened. They threw automatic rifles and raised their hands. Japanese screamed "Don’t shoot, we surrender, we surrender!"
The special warfare soldier said, "Throw the weapon over and come out with your hands on your head. Don’t make any offensive moves!"
The Japanese soldiers who were knocked out of their souls obediently made automatic rifles and submachine guns, and threw them out into a small pile. Then they slowly came out with their heads in their hands and shouted, "Don’t shoot, we surrender!"
The company commander didn’t seem to understand Japanese and asked, "What did these bastards say?"
The deputy company commander said, "They said they would not stop talking to us. Either we die or they die!"
The company commander called, "What are you polite to them? Fire! " The submachine gun flashed out a flame and swept over. All the soldiers rushed to fire like athletes heard the starting gun. They raised their hands and surrendered. The Japanese soldiers twisted their bodies like a touch in the rain. Their faces, legs, shoulders, chest and abdomen competed to bloom in a flash, and then they quickly faded. This kind of thing happened in every corner of the battlefield. Once our soldiers were captured by the Japanese army, they would be dead. Once the Japanese army was surrounded by us, none of them would want to live. All their eyes were red, and humanity had been abandoned. There was the most primitive killing and love for blood!
I turned a blind eye to all this, sat down and lit a cigarette, took out a newspaper from my pocket and watched against time.
The newspaper was sent by Lilac. She said, "The situation is just right. The Soviet ground offensive is still urgent, but their aviation soldiers have fallen into the predicament of lack of oil and spare parts. They can’t see the head plane sea as before. Over the past few days, my fighter plane regiment and I have shot down more than 90 Soviet fighter planes and tactical bombers, and the cover bombers have carried out two surgical bombings on the Soviet rear, destroying an arsenal and an oil depot. The Soviet army has spilled a thick handful of salt on the wound. I believe that with time, the Soviet combat effectiveness will plummet and the final victory will definitely belong to us …" Must have been a terrible fight, huh? Dear, no matter how tense the war is, you can always squeeze out a little time. Remember to give me a word in return! "
I read the whole newspaper line by line, and then read it word by word for the third time. I didn’t fold it up and put it in my pocket until I remembered the whole newspaper line by line. The good news she said made me feel a lot relieved. A big stone was finally released. I firmly believe that the Soviet Union won’t last long. It’s a pity that I won’t send it to her for two days. I have to make up for it tonight.
Small Guangxi also received a report from Li Jie that he just lacked a piece of toilet paper, so he turned it over and over several times and reported it affectionately to the toilet. Now he is holding a bottle of beer in one hand, slashing with one hand and guessing boxing in Shandong. Whoever wins will get a round of artillery preparation, and the results will be different. So Haring commanded the heavy artillery regiment to fight constantly, trying to judge the main direction from the intensity of artillery preparation. This kind of artillery preparation can torture you crazy alive!
I won again. Rows of heavy artillery shells smashed into the attack direction of the regiment in small Guangxi, planting a black and red flame forest. Small Guangxi made a hiccup. "Hiccup-Shandong, I found it fun to fight, and I won by drinking wine and guessing boxing."
Shandong frowned. "Is it fun to fight? You are drunk, right? "
Small Guangxi hand to waist a fork "me? Drunk? Haha, I’m kidding. Am I that drunk? I’m telling you, even Russians who can drink the most have to give me a fucking table when they come to Guangxi! "
Shandong looked at the pile of rubble behind him and the bulldozer that was shoveling away the rubble and the body, muttering, "This battle is not fun at all. It’s either killing people or killing people. My fucking hands are sore!"
Small Guangxi said, "It’s good to be a Japanese pig. When they killed us more than 30 million, they didn’t see their mercy!"
Shandong sighed and said, "Come to my place again and you have to prepare for a round of artillery fire!"
Xiao Guangxi took a big gulp in his throat. "Come on!"
The two clown, who were busy guessing their fist, didn’t know that six strategic bombers full of deadly bombs had crossed that strait of Malacca and were head for east Asia at a speed of several hundred meters per second.
However, just because they don’t know doesn’t mean that Liu Zhe doesn’t know. After reading the top secret report sent by ZongCan, Liu Zhe reveals a chilling smile and whispers, "Here we go again, do you remember to eat or fight?"
The chief of staff said, "They may refuse to believe that we can find and shoot down their stealth bombers, so try their luck again."
Liu Zhe said, "People sometimes don’t believe in evil … It is estimated that their goal is to make the Leizhou Peninsula laser and our sea platform ready to annihilate-ready to call them back and forth!" Two B-2s and four b-1b strategic bombers quietly entered the territory of the Chinese Republic of Nanyang.
A sentinel early warning aircraft is patrolling the north coast with two J -12 fighters, one on the left and the other on the right. The huge disk on the back of the early warning aircraft beside it slowly rotates and scans the surrounding area, but no strategic bombers whizzing by 200 kilometers away can be blamed. The radar reflection area of the sentinel stealth strategic bomber b-2 is too small, and even the b-1b is not a kind generation. It is considered to be the most powerful strategic bomber in the world at present. B-1B has four turbines. Although the jet engine is slightly smaller than the B-52, it carries more bombs than the B-52. In addition to the belly magazine, the B-1B can hold 34 tons of ammunition, and the B-1B can also hang 26 tons of missiles or bombs. At the same time, the B-1B has certain stealth performance. The reflection area of the fuselage is only 1 square meter, while the body of the similar B-52 will be intercepted by the radar. Of course, this is not the most frightening thing. Its most amazing point is that it can fly at supersonic speed of 13. 2 km (Mach 1.25) with an endurance of 12,000 km can realize intercontinental flight from American soil. If Tu -223, a controversial bomber, is excluded from the strategic bomber sequence and classified as a long-range bomber, then the stealth performance of Fub-1B is probably the most powerful strategic bomber in the world at present!
It’s only been a year since the founding of the Nanyang Chinese Republic Army. It’s a bit difficult for the Nanyang Chinese Republic Army to intercept such an advanced strategic bomber. Radar soldiers saw several strange light spots flash across the radar screen and the signal disappeared before they could determine what the hell it was.
After crossing the Straits of Malacca, the strategic bomber fleet was divided into two groups, four b-1b and two B-2B flew to the East China Sea in a low-key way, and the mysterious and ancient land of Leizhou Peninsula was getting closer and closer. The pilots in the cockpit of the strategic bomber began to accelerate their heartbeat and secretly prayed that a group of interceptors would not suddenly emerge from the height of 10,000 meters, knowing that there was no escort fighter around them. If they were found, they would be finished! However, at present, they don’t seem to have to worry, because there is no more Chinese military fighter activity in the whole South China Sea, and this area is open to them.
High school thunder rolled. The submarine-launched long-range ballistic missiles launched by the strategic nuclear submarines of the Soviet Black Sea Fleet were flying over their heads and heading straight for Leizhou Peninsula and China Sea platform in the East China Sea. The Chinese army was also impolite. It was stronger than the strategic laser. The lightsaber repeatedly waved and rushed out of the atmosphere. One by one, the submarine-launched ballistic missiles crashed into the atmosphere with a fire, and the fireworks were spectacular. A pilot of six strategic bombers was horrified. One pilot whispered, "My emperor is crazy and I don’t know if we are doing this right or wrong!"
Is it right or wrong?
No one can answer.
The strategic bomber continued to fly forward.
China’s coastline is very close, and it is still calm. The Chinese army seems to have intercepted the incoming submarine-launched ballistic missiles and did not find that two terrible demons have come at them.
The commander of the b-2 strategic bomber formation decrypted a data packet. It was an early warning signal sent by a military satellite. A paving claw radar was just deployed on the island a year ago. It was found that jinan military area command and the Guangzhou Military Region of China had taken off a number of fighter planes at the same time. It was preliminarily judged that the model J-number was twelve, and four were flying towards them … Mm-hmm? What’s going on here? Have they been discovered?
The formation commander shook his head vigorously. No one can even take the b-2 for Citi’s own radar protection. China is far behind in this respect, and it is even more impossible for China to find the b-2. Besides, if they do find the b-2, it will definitely not be a notorious fighter-but a ferocious bloodthirsty -12 sawtooth shark-this is the main fighter that China can take out at present.
"The altitude is reduced to 10,000 meters. Mach 9. Ignore those fin whales passing quickly!"
The formation commander decisively ordered the two B-2s to immediately lower their flying altitude. They can also gamble on it head-on. They won’t be able to find out that they bet on everything right. If they gamble wrong, they will be finished. The fastest speed is only Mach 9.5, and the maneuverability is terrible. B-2s have no chance to escape!
Four fighters broke through at twice the speed of sound, and the distance between the two sides narrowed rapidly by 150 kilometers, 100 kilometers, 50 kilometers, 20 kilometers and 10 kilometers!
The crew members of the b-2 strategic bomber were so nervous that they almost jumped out of their throats, fearing to see a few poisonous snakes with beautiful flames rushing to guide them or several fire chains composed of machine guns and shells. A co-pilot closed his eyes and murmured something. Not everyone could bear this psychological pressure.
Nothing happened. J-2 flashed 5 thousand meters above b-2 and flew far away.
They can’t see us!
The formation commander breathed a long sigh of relief and felt that the cold clothes on his back had been soaked with cold sweat. He was about to say something. The pilot uttered an exclamation, "Those fin whales are back ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………… We have been discovered! "
Boom!
A thunderbolt exploded on the top of the head, causing everyone to lose color and look after each other with horror. They all saw each other’s faces and despair. The stealth effect of b-2′ s back is not as good as that of the abdomen. This is also out of control. After all, it is impossible for the enemy to install anti-radar in the sky, and the stealth coating is so expensive that it is several times more expensive than equal weight of gold. Why don’t you save it? Is it just a matter of making the stealth effect on the back of the machine as strong as the belly of the machine? Who would have thought that the Chinese army was whimsical and really deployed radar to the sky! Two J-B-2s drove the power of the fire control radar to the limit. As soon as they dug out these two sneaky guys, they commanded the B-2s to fly horizontally at the same altitude and heading. The two J-Bs adjusted their angles and death began to grin. This tactic seems whimsical but very simple. The commander of the formation, who smelled of terrapin, smiled sadly and showed a resigned expression. The only thing he couldn’t figure out was that although the tactics of the Chinese army were clever, if we couldn’t accurately predict the general position and route of the b-2 attack, everything would start from the beginning. Then how did the Chinese army predict their position and route and dispatch four fighters, which were far from advanced-adding up the two costs to top a 100,000-ton heavy aircraft carrier b-2 and turn it into a turtle in a jar?
"Hello, Sam, little brother. Welcome to the People’s Republic of China for a hell tour!" In the international public channel, the pilots of the Chinese army were cold and with a hint of ridicule, which was particularly harsh.
The formation commander screamed in horror, "How did you find us? We are conducting a flight test. There is absolutely no malice. You can’t attack us at will!"
"Bye bye …"
The other side didn’t argue with them at all. Two Viper iia radar/infrared dual-mode guided medium-range missiles slipped from the pylon, and the engine sprayed hot fire missiles, which were lasered at Mach 4 speed and fired at the two B-2s!
The members of the b-2 formation are cold-hearted, controlling the fighter plane’s clumsy evasive action, throwing out foil and hot flame bombs, and the orange fire, flaming trees and silvery flowers bloom like tens of thousands of meters high, which is breathtaking. There is still a problem with this move against incoming missiles. The two J-roots ignore each other’s reaction. Is it enough to shoot two missiles and then two? If it is not enough, there are hundreds of machine guns and shells for each fighter plane. If this is not enough, the J-pilot doesn’t mind giving b-2 a laparotomy with the wing knife. This is a patent for J -12 and Su -27, and we can do the same!
The formation commander is desperate, and it is impossible for the b-2 to avoid so many missiles because of its maneuverability! He screamed "abandon the plane!" Took the lead in pulling the ejection handle.
Boom
Boom !
I couldn’t hear the explosion bolt blowing the cockpit canopy, and it exploded in a thunderous sound at a height of 10,000 meters. Four pilots were horrified to see that the whole b-2 had turned into a huge fire, and then … no, and then they thought that they wanted every cell of them to disappear with the thunderbolt. It was the two stealth strategic bombers piled up with more than four billion dollars, and until now the nearest missile was still 300 to 400 meters away from b-2!
Chasing those two J-10 s who shot missiles at the back-God only knows if Uncle Sam stopped the pilot from surrendering or the wreckage fell into the Chinese army. How much explosives were loaded in the plane? Many fragments sputtered out thousands of meters away, so we have to hurry away or let a fragment hit the key fighter plane and crash, which would make people laugh!
In the East China Sea, the speed of life and death is in full swing, and a fight is being launched-the posture of catching donkeys in poor lanes is blocked at both ends, and the four b-1b planes are being chased and blocked, and the tactics of bullying more and bullying less are brought to the limit! B-1b wants to cry and find that this has always been regarded as garbage-it has actually become their nemesis. It can’t fight for speed, but it can’t fight for height, but it can’t fight for maneuverability. It’s not garbage, it’s a fighter in garbage! Four b-1b planes were running at supersonic speed, chasing them at twice the speed of sound, from 10,000 meters high to 60 meters low, from hundreds of kilometers to dozens of kilometers. Even the b-1b couldn’t get rid of these annoying fin whales!
The formation commander’s forehead was covered with cold sweat and a little trembling, calling "abandon all bombs and retreat quickly!"
This doubt is the right choice. In the current situation, facing the fighter-undead endless pursuit and continuing to carry dozens of tons of bombs can be death! Without saying a word, the fire controller pressed the button to open the bomb bay, and the powerful air bombs slipped out of the bomb bay one after another and screamed and fell into the sea to blow up rows of huge water columns. These bombs were prepared by the United States as a gift for the China Sea platform, and now they are treated as garbage, throwing debts all over the floor, and losing dozens of tons of bombs is also considered as a bust. b-1b suddenly became as light as a swallow, and its speed and maneuverability were brought into play …
It was the radar alarm system that screamed for fear of chaos to shock everyone’s eardrums and make their hearts twitch and almost strike. My mother Mary was locked up! The formation commander shouted, "What’s going on?"