Unlike Li Yunlong, Wu Jian did not just roar at the Japanese planes that were harvesting the lives of the New China's martyrs. On the contrary, Wu Jian had already taken out his 27mm machine gun. Together with Wei Dayong and Hu Zi, they began to counterattack the enemy.
Bang! The sounds of machine guns firing rang out continuously. The huge recoil caused the roof of the originally dilapidated and simple house to begin to crack.
However, Wu Jian had the support of the system. Almost every shot could cause damage to the Japanese fighter jet. As the first fighter jet was hit by the fuel tank, it exploded in the air and began the fate of destroying several planes.
The second Japanese fighter jet had just turned around, but before it could dive again, the engine blades at the top were directly hit by Wu Jian's artillery shell, causing the fighter jet to lose its combat effectiveness. Then, it began to form a downward line in the air, and finally plunged into the frozen and dried moat outside Luye County.
The aerial bombs carried by the bomber had been released, but the pilot of the plane did not choose to return to the base immediately. Instead, he began to use the few revolving 7.92mm guns on the plane to fire indiscriminately at Luye County from the front, left and right.
If he wanted to kill more people, he needed to fly lower. The Japanese pilot on the bomber was obviously a battle maniac. Perhaps he saw that there were so many Chinese live targets waiting to be killed and harvested, he did not care about the maneuvering skills of the Ki-48 bomber he was piloting. He also began to learn how to hover and dive at low altitudes.
Wu Jian, who had already moved to an open space, quickly reloaded his ammunition and began to aim his machine gun at the arrogant bomber.
Just the first shell hit the cockpit of the bomber. The next moment, the big guy that started to smoke above its head started to fly in the air like a headless fly without anyone controlling it. Finally, it crashed into a mountain on the west side of the county town, and the plane was destroyed on the spot.
"Baga Road Crusher!"
"This group of arrogant Air Force soldiers deserved to die. Don't they realize that we're in the middle of a war?”
"And these despicable Chinese people, when did they become so good at fighting? They even used their air defense weapons so accurately. Quick, tell the pilot on the plane to immediately increase the altitude and leave this annoying Luye County!”
The person who said this was none other than the captain of the Japanese Special Forces, Daisuke Yamamoto Ichiki, who had led 30 of his subordinates in airborne combat to assist the Japanese army stationed in Luye County.
Fortunately, Yamamoto Ichiki noticed that the wind direction was not right and immediately asked the pilot to pull up and flee. Otherwise, Wu Jian, who had already shot down the other three planes, would probably be able to easily shoot down this even larger behemoth.
Even though it was trying to escape into the sky at its maximum speed, one of the engines of the transport plane was hit by Wu Jian. Although it could still escape, its speed was much slower.
Unfortunately, the range of the 27mm machine gun was limited. Otherwise, if Wu Jian had more chances to fire, he could guarantee that he would be able to shoot down this giant creature that was rarely seen in the sky of northwestern Shanxi.
"Reporting to the colonel, the pilot of the transport plane is broken. What should we do next?”
A second lieutenant of the Japanese special forces came forward and reported to Yamamoto Ichiki, who was looking out of the window with a sinister expression.
"Baka! Do you still want me to ask such a simple question?”
"Go, let Captain Xiaolu pilot the plane. This airborne mission…is canceled!”
Yamamoto Ichiki knew what the Japanese officer was asking him. In fact, in this special combat unit, he was not the only one who knew how to fly a plane. At this moment, even if one of the engines was lost, the plane could still move forward steadily in the air.
On that day, the people of northwestern Shanxi saw a big guy emitting black smoke, leaving an ugly trail of smoke in the blue sky.
However, for China, which had a vast territory and a long history, this plane, this war, and these tens of years of arduous battles might just be an interlude in the long river of history.
However, Wu Jian, who had already defeated the Japanese Air Force, obviously didn't think so.
Faced with the situation of at least a battalion of casualties, whether it was his allied army or the Eighth Route Army, this made Wu Jian realize that he could no longer care about those minor details.
"Officer Wu, although our army paid a heavy price in this battle, to be able to shoot down three Japanese planes and injure one is an unprecedented glorious achievement in the history of our Eighth Route Army!”
"The deputy commander of the headquarters has sent a congratulatory message to the allied forces of your division!”
"Congratulations, congratulations, Officer Wu!”
The political commissar of one of the 8th Route Regiment encountered Wu Jian in the air for an hour. When the troops were retreating, he immediately jumped off his horse and held Wu Jian, who was lying in the carriage in a daze, and said a bunch of inexplicable words.
"No, I can't! My philosophy is different from yours! I feel that this is an extremely humiliating defeat!”
" Our war cannot rely on the boiling blood and precious lives of our heroes in exchange for this so-called tragic victory! At least, I, Wu Jian, won't do that!”
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