Onomiyaji's call didn't take long, the first bomber formations had already flown near them, and as he shouted, the roar of the engines also reached the command headquarters.

"Yo Xi ......"

Onomiya looked up at the wood above his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, Dong Ku also received news of the arrival of enemy planes.

"Keep the shelling!!"

Dong Ku ordered without a pause.

Following his order, the thirty large-caliber guns of the No. 1 position roared again, and continued to stretch forward like sharp swords on the Japanese position, regardless of the arrival of enemy planes.

The formation of the Japanese army was still the same, with 50 Nakajima and Mitsubishi bombarding planes, 50 Nakajima attack planes, and 20 flamingos, striving to replace the enemy artillery positions that were extremely threatening to the position with these planes.

The plane saw the flames of the explosion in the distance, and Zhilu Dao had already flown near the other party, and after confirming that the explosion was the position of the engine room, the group of planes suddenly dispersed and approached in the direction given by the position.

They soon saw the fire from the cannon in the distance, and although it was a little faint, the target was confirmed. So, at the sound of an order, the group of aircraft roared and pounced on the artillery position.

"Come on!!"

Dong Ku waved his hand and shouted.

Subsequently, the anti-aircraft guns on the artillery position fired in unison, and a projectile machine gun bullet flew into the sky like a bullet, and flew to the Japanese plane, which was divided into three layers.

The roaring explosion in the night sky is like the holiday flowers of the future generations, and the firelight constantly flickers in the air, making the dark night sky gorgeous and colorful.

The cannons, still bombarding, kept their original rhythm in the fireworks in the sky. Bombarding the positions of the Japanese troops on the opposite side.

The flying Japanese planes were not illuminated by the searchlights, and they breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this mission could be easily completed and that they would be able to return to the airport in Xinjing alive. Who would say no?

But at this moment, there was a sudden dense fire in front of him, and the explosion was followed by the dense thump of the plane.

"Pull it up! Scattered!!! ”

The bomber leader calmly gave the order, and at the same time pulled the bumpy plane up, trying to leave the airspace.

Dispersed close to the target, after all, the vision was not clear at night, and they did not believe that the enemy would be able to shoot them all down without searchlights.

But his order was given. The fleet also reacted, began to climb, began to make a slow turn. But his plane didn't have a chance.

As the side of the fuselage burst into flames in the night sky, the leading bomber lost control, and then, a counterattack ignited a fire, and then half of the fuselage was wrapped in flames.

"Skydive!!"

The captain did not hesitate to turn the hammer and love the on-board radio to smash, and then carried a parachute. At the moment when the flames flooded into the cabin, they followed behind the last group of personnel. Jumped out of the plane.

In the sky, at this time, those bombers were already in disarray, and in the dense attack, they could not avoid the attack of the projectiles, even if they were not directly hit by the shells, but the explosion in the near distance also killed them.

A large net of airtight steel balls. This space within 300 meters of height has been blocked, and even if it is not hit by the vital point on each plane, it is a dozen, dozens of holes. Not to mention whether they can pick it up now, even if they don't disintegrate, it is a question of whether they can fly back to New Kyoto, those injuries are enough to lift part of the shell in a long flight, and at that time, the fate that awaits them is only God knows.

Most of the pilots who skydive were lucky to love that Luo San when they opened it, but unfortunately, this does not mean that they are safe, they are also in a large net woven by steel balls, and the steel balls pass through the flesh, which is easier than passing through the body of the plane.

In the pop, one by one the pilots did not even have a chance to shout, they turned into dead bodies, hung on parachutes, and floated down.

The captain in charge was lucky, he was still drifting down the wall when his companions were hit, and at the same time, he also saw the fire in the distance.

The moment he saw the fire, he closed his eyes in pain.

In the distance, a little flame in the center of the field of vision spewed out frequently, and the fire light was relatively large. Around this firelight, a dense circle of small fires flashed frequently, guarding the large flames tightly.

Needless to say, the Great Fire was their target, the opponent's artillery base. The small flare is the opponent's anti-aircraft artillery, that is, the cannon that shot down his bomber.

The dense small fire points suddenly exceeded two hundred without counting them, and as for how many there were, I'm afraid I had to go to the ground and ask in person.

Such a dense anti-aircraft artillery, not to mention Xinjing, even if there are not so many near the ordnance engineer in Mukden, it is simply an artillery group.

"It's a trap......

With a snort, he muttered this sentence at the moment when the steel ball entered his body......

The fact that the bomber formation was already flying slowly but was attacked first shows that the enemy's artillery is dense enough, and under the dense layered fire of more than 300 antiaircraft guns, there is no place in the airspace around the entire artillery position that is safe, and there is no place to drill through.

The Japanese machine didn't know it, and under the guidance of the distant firelight, they flew one after another, like moths, and threw themselves into the big net woven by steel balls without hesitation.

The flamingos were relatively fast, and the formation did not wait for the Nakajima attack aircraft group to open the artillery fire before they went straight to the target, trying to attack the opponent's position by virtue of their speed, before the enemy could react, under the cover of darkness.

However, when all the pilots heard the terrified shouts of the bombers over the radio, there were suddenly patches of fire in front of them.

The moment the fire appeared, the flamingo flew with an extremely fast speed and plunged headlong into the light, and then the plane lost control in the dense thump, quickly disintegrated, and scattered debris all over the air.

In the huge flames and the piercing crash sound, the twenty flamingos didn't even have time to react, and in just two or three seconds, there was no one left.

The group of Nakajima attack planes did not pause the moment they heard the panicked shouts from the bombers, but divided into five formations, and in the night sky, the moment flames appeared high behind them, they rushed straight to the ground where the flames were flashing.

At this time, the anti-aircraft artillery on the ground has been bombarding without stopping. In the order in which they had been arranged, each of them was responsible for their own side, firing the projectiles with a set delay into the void, weaving a complete net.

When the attack aircraft group dispersed, they still fired shells in an orderly manner, ignoring any tactical actions of the other side, and weaving their own big web like industrious spiders.

In the light of the fire from the ground in the distance, they had no choice but to pounce up, trying to block the attack with the planes in front of them, and the ones behind them strafed the ground.

It's a pity that their abacus is still not loud enough. How could they stop the rain of steel balls?

Amid the sound of rain hitting plantains, the planes in formation lost control, screamed, and fell to the ground.

"Searchlight!"

Dong Ku ordered loudly at the moment when a huge ball of fire continued to flash in the air in the distance.

With his command, pillars of light shot straight into the void, taking a clear picture of the parachutes floating in the sky, the fragments of the plane, and the falling wreckage.

"Kill all of them that floated to the opposite position! Catch alive here! ”

Following Dong Ku's order, the anti-aircraft machine gun, which had been idle, played the music of death, and directly killed the parachuted pilot in the air in the column of light locked by the searchlight. The Depp and crooked handles also roared, and the bullets were fired at the parachutes that floated into the barbed wire area.

The soldiers rushed to the parachute landing positions one by one under the sound of gunfire, waiting for the pilots who landed.

However, they were soon disappointed, because nine out of ten were already bloody and had died on the way to land.

However, there are lucky people, who still caught a few jobs after half an hour of busy work. At this point, except for these few who are still alive, the other planes of this group of bombers have disappeared.

Dong Ku looked at a few Japanese pilots who were still stubborn in fear, smiled slightly and said, "Aren't you going to say yes?" ”

Hearing Dong Kun's standard Japanese, familiar Tokyo accent, one of the pilots shouted with wide eyes, "Who are you?" How can the language of our empire be spoken? ”

"Do you suspect that I'm one of you, a traitor?"

Dong Ku looked at the pilot with contempt, and pulled out the blood-red blood-patterned ronin knife, and with a single pick, he broke his belt, and the tip of the knife slowly pierced into his crotch, sticking to the root of his thigh, leaning towards his life. He also said softly: "I'll give you a simple minor operation, and then pick off your hand and foot tendons, and then send you back, do you think this kind of treatment is good?" ”

"You...... You...... It's the devil!!! ”

The pilot felt the coldness of the blade, felt the sharpness of the blade, and the cold stimulation made him completely collapse, and roared hoarsely.

Dong Ku's blade stopped at the edge of her life, stared at him coldly, and said, "Say, I'll give you a good time." ”

The pilot's face was covered with cold sweat, and there were water stains oozing out of his crotch, and in great fear, he chose to be happy, and according to Dong Ku's question, he said it one by one.

Dong Ku concocted the same method, interrogated the four living fellows individually, and finally confirmed that the Japanese had a total of 580 planes in Xinjing, including reconnaissance planes, and 460 planes in Mukden, including more than 200 planes captured from Xiao Zhang.

"Oh yes! I'll leave you with nothing left!! ”

After Dong Ku waved his hand and ordered to deal with these pilots, he cursed in a low voice...... (To be continued......)