After receiving the report of the advance army's air raid on Nagqu, the Japanese army immediately went crazy, urgently mobilized personnel, and rushed to transport supplies, grabbed land and hidden, or simply diverted the air.

Those weapons and ammunition are okay, one person and one box, and the cannons are easy to carry, and the unassembled gun barrels are dragged by yaks and horses, but the lathes and other materials are difficult to move quickly, and some are even being assembled.

In Lhasa, chickens and dogs jumped all of a sudden, and hundreds of thousands of Japanese puppet soldiers were panting, desperately shooting guns. This will, these things are priceless, those gold and silver, in front of weapons, ammunition, lathe equipment, is not worth anything at all.

The ammunition was moved to the trenches outside the city, in the ravines, and quickly buried by dead leaves and snow. The guns and artillery were also evacuated. At this time, I saw the man's profit, and all the Japanese soldiers and scarves did their best, even trotting.

In the midst of the chaos, some Japanese soldiers and puppet soldiers suffered from altitude sickness due to strenuous exercise. But even if they were paralyzed on the ground, no one paid attention to them, and they were all desperately busy. After a while, if these shells, grenades, and these raw materials for making gunpowder explode, it will be a disaster with nowhere to hide. Early death and late death are just the difference in time.

The air raids that the Japanese army did not expect at all, they had to fight desperately, these materials were piled up, and if they exploded, they could not be calculated in terms of hundreds of kilograms, thousands of kilograms of explosive equivalent, which would destroy the whole of Lhasa and tear everyone within a radius of dozens of kilometers around.

The effect of busyness is significant, those ammunition, as well as the necessary gunpowder raw materials, and some light materials, such as food, are rapidly diverted. Run into the ravine, run into the woods.

Anti-aircraft artillery and anti-aircraft machine guns were also erected, without cover, without camouflage, and just placed in some open space, ready for the upcoming air attack.

Two hours of time. The Japanese succeeded in hiding and diverting most of the ammunition and guns, but the lathe equipment was not bothered. After all, once the war starts, although these are the foundation for the future, they cannot be loaded into the chamber of the gun and punched. And these materials that are too late to evacuate need the anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns that have just been put on guard to guard.

While they were nervously moving, news came from a position placed twenty or thirty kilometers away that an enemy plane had been spotted.

The air raid siren sounded violently, and the Japanese army and the puppet army knew the severity of the air raid and heard the siren. Regardless of the fact that they began to look for hidden places, away from towns, away from housing,

Those Tibetans were surprised when they saw the Japanese army and the puppet army being crazy and busy, but the Japanese army, in line with the principle of not arousing the hatred of the aborigines here, did not go too far to pull people and rob them. This also results in them not being harassed too much. But this terrible air raid siren made them at a loss, looking at the panicked and fleeing figures. The Tibetans stopped strangely one by one, but they didn't know what was happening in the road.

In just ten minutes, the riot was not over, and among the figures running everywhere, a strange rumbling sound came into the ears of the Tibetans.

They looked in shock in the direction the sound came from, at the sky over there. Very strangely, this is not thunder, although they rarely thunder.

After dozens of seconds, a dark cloud slowed down from a distance, not to mention covering the sky and the sun. It's like a dark cloud.

"What's that?"

Tibetans shouted as they pointed to the black dots in the sky in the distance. Subsequently, many people threw themselves on the ground and bowed to the incoming planes.

For them, this is a miracle, a condor flying from the sky.

At the moment when the helicopter appeared, although the distance was two or three thousand meters, the anti-aircraft artillery took the lead in firing.

In the roaring sound, more Tibetans bowed to the plane, the pious five-body delivery, the old man shaking the prayer wheel in his hand, and muttering the sutra in his mouth, were not disturbed by the roaring cannons, or rather, their piety was not interrupted by the sound of cannons.

When the helicopters saw Lhasa in the distance, they had already begun to diverge, and at the moment when the Japanese antiaircraft artillery roared, they quickly dispersed, and one attack plane after another took the lead in pounced, and the Vulcan guns on both sides and the machine guns in the middle roared together, and in the dense sound of buzzing and tom, a large number of shells and bullets rushed to the scattered antiaircraft machine guns and antiaircraft guns.

In the dense rain of bullets, the planes rushed almost straight to the Japanese air defense positions, and in the shelling of the opponent's artillery and the roar of the anti-aircraft machine guns, the ground was lifted into the dust, and the bullet chains were pumped straight to those anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns.

Here, they can't turn quickly, they know that once they do, even with oxygen, they can't withstand the pressure of high pressure, and the cerebral blood vessels will burst. After all, there is no decompression suit yet, so they can only use the fastest and most tragic way to smooth the way for the transport planes behind and clear those anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns.

Booming explosions rang out in the sky, and helicopters were hit by anti-aircraft guns, and the flames erupted and fell to the ground.

But at the same time, the bullet chain also hit the anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns in sight, and the roaring explosions and debris flew indiscriminately, mixed with the blood mist wafting in the sky.

One anti-aircraft gun was destroyed, and one anti-aircraft machine gun that had just been installed was shattered. Even if it weren't for the machine bombardment, those machine guns wouldn't be able to withstand the baptism of the dense rain of bullets in the Vulcan robe.

On the position, the Japanese army shouted frantically, desperately pulling the trigger of the anti-aircraft gun, controlling the anti-aircraft gun, and adjusting the firing angle. They all knew that at this moment, they could not avoid it, they could not dodge, and only by shooting down these planes could they live, otherwise, they would all die in the air raid.

With the determination to die, even if they saw the bullet chain rushing to the plane, the Japanese still aimed at the plane and shot desperately, hoping to shoot down one before they died.

It's a pity that it is necessary to mobilize the muzzle of the gun to aim at the flying plane, so in addition to the direct hit of the anti-aircraft gun, which caused the helicopter to explode and disintegrate in mid-air, the anti-aircraft machine guns only succeeded in shooting down a few until the helicopter pounced closely. Not only was the machine gun damaged, but even the surrounding Japanese troops were torn to shreds.

When the attack planes contained the opponent's anti-aircraft fire, the helicopters that were going around to the side also opened their fangs, and at the hatch, the Vulcan cannon was humming with the music of death, and the rain of bullets flew down to the air defense position, and then circled and approached, and one after another "bombs" fell in volley, near the Japanese anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns, and fell to the ground.

The tragic battle made those pious Tibetans react, it was a killing weapon, it was unknown to them, a killing weapon that could fly into the sky, and they knew the way when they looked at the dead Japanese soldiers, although most people could not see the situation on the position.

At the moment of understanding that this was a weapon, countless Tibetans panicked and frantically ran to their houses, to places where they could hide, and more often to the largest temple, the Potala Palace, to protect their leader, who is now Lingtong.

While the Tibetans were running wildly, in the roaring explosion, huge flames crashed to the ground, and in the roaring explosion, a sea of fire was formed. Those anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns that were still firing angrily were silently fired at the moment when the sea of fire fell from the sky, and the Japanese troops were terrified.

They have the courage to shoot, but the burning of the flames, the overwhelming sea of fire is not something they can bear in their hearts, and they know that the moment the sea of fire lands, they will not have the slightest room to live.

With the fall of oil barrels, the scattered air defense positions of the Japanese army were immediately covered by flames, and in the miserable shouts, one by one the fire men ran wildly in the sea of fire, and in just a few seconds, the sound disappeared at the same time, and the body also pounced on the fierce burning flames, and then quickly pumped, or shrunk into a ball, or quickly became smaller.

They, fueling the sea of fire, they, atoning for the sins they have committed, even if they run to the roof of the world, they still can't escape the judgment of the advance army.

In just a few minutes of fierce fighting, it can be described as tragic. The Japanese air defense positions, although vulnerable, managed to shoot down fourteen helicopters. There were also two transport planes, which were also hit by anti-aircraft machine guns, and fell to the ground in a circle, exploding in a sea of fire.

At the moment when the Japanese air defense positions were destroyed and the remaining scattered anti-aircraft machine guns were drowned by bullets and became ineffective, a roar sounded in the headsets of all the helicopter pilots.

"Blow up everything!! Burn all the equipment you can see!! ”

"Yes!!"

The pilots of the helicopter roared in unison, and immediately, the remaining more than 180 planes diverted and searched for the storage place of the Japanese army's supplies among the figures running on the ground.

"Eagle Falcon No. 1 reports, Japanese military camp has been found! Found a large number of piled up supplies!! ”

With this shout, several transport planes quickly moved in the direction of Pohang's shout, and then the piles of materials covered with canvas were exposed in front of everyone.

"Come on, little devil! Lao Tzu will keep you warm!! ”

With the shout, one oil drum after another fell in the air, and the flames covered those materials when they were twenty or thirty meters above the ground, and then the flames rose several meters high and burned fiercely.

This area is the barracks of the Japanese army, the houses contributed by some serf owners and the open space they have leveled, which is used to pile up the equipment that has been transported so hard, and is the main material for them to take root here.

At the moment when the fire was ignited, on a hill a few kilometers away from here, all the high-ranking Japanese soldiers did not use binoculars, just stared at the fire in the distance in the gap of the woods, although they could not see the scene, their hearts were already cold. Their idea of taking root here went bankrupt because they did not expect the enemy planes to be able to fly here. How ridiculous their painstakingly calculated plan to open up base areas now seems. (To be continued......)