"Guys, it's time for us to play, I think the little ones down there may have been weak legs and feet from hunger." Clooney in the cockpit is preparing to lower his transport plane in altitude in order to airdrop supplies for the direct company below. Under the control of Clooney, the transport plane circled down to descend altitude, and saw that the cabin had been opened, but something strange suddenly appeared.

More than a dozen gunshots suddenly appeared on the originally green grassy slope, and the burst of gunfire was directed at the transport plane hovering in mid-air. The fuselage of the transport plane received several bullets in succession, although there were no casualties to the crew in the cabin, but it still startled Clooney in the cockpit, and hurriedly pulled the control stick to make the transport plane climb up to avoid the upward fire from the ground.

Seeing that the transport plane, which was supposed to descend to an altitude to carry out the airdrop, was intercepted by fire from the ground, the two fighters that came to escort the escort swooped down violently towards the fire point on the ground that was still spitting gun flames. Fighters are used in aerial combat, they are not as thick-skinned as transport planes, nor are they like bombers that can carry powerful bombs, but the machine guns installed on fighters can be used to clear stationary targets on the ground.

The Japanese troops besieging Tangcheng quietly dug bunkers on the grassy slopes, and used the light and heavy machine guns and the terrain of the grassy slopes to try to intercept the transport planes that were airdropped to Tangcheng, but unfortunately the power of the Japanese light and heavy machine guns was still poor, and they failed to shoot down the transport plane in the sky. Looking at the transport planes that had gone away, the Japanese machine gunners in the bunker could not express their disappointment, but they soon became excited again, and two more planes from the southwest of the firing range lowered their altitude and flew this way.

This time it was the fighter escort who came, and after receiving Clooney's call for help, the pilots who flew the fighters came to the fire, and they were ready to use machine guns to teach these Japanese monkeys on the ground a good lesson. "Nani?" The Japanese officer who commanded the ground fire to intercept the plane looked into the air with a telescope in surprise, and the sound made by the plane this time was very different from the one just now, and before the officer could see the target clearly with the telescope, he was already dragged into the anti-artillery hole by a veteran soldier Cao Chang standing behind him.

"It's a fighter, a fighter, quickly hidden, hidden." The veterans panicked and hurriedly shouted and cursed the machine gunners who were still waiting for the interception of the plane with machine guns on their sleeves to hide. The speed of the fighter is very fast, so fast that the machine gun cannot chase it, and the fighter is equipped with a powerful machine gun, which is hit by that thing, and the guard will not leave a complete corpse, and the veterans know the fierceness of the fighter, so they will call the machine gunners to dodge.

After all, there were some Japanese machine gunners who did not know whether they were alive or dead, and they took the words of the veterans as a deaf ear, and some machine gunners couldn't help but pull the trigger when they saw that the planes flying from the southwest had already entered the range of the machine guns in their hands. There was no such thing as a rotating gun carriage in the bunker dug by the Japanese on the grassy slope, so the Japanese machine gunners operating the machine guns in the bunkers could only rely on themselves to move the muzzles of their guns to lock on to the target, which had already caused the Japanese machine gunners to fall behind at a certain distance.

While the fighter plane in front of it attracted the attention of the Japanese machine gunners, the second fighter who followed closely behind seized the opportunity to fire fiercely at the grassy slope with machine guns. The rain of bullets that fell on the ground seemed to be a straight line drawn by an invisible hand, and the dirt on the ground splashed high with each bullet point, and the line quickly stretched in the direction of the fighter dive, until it extended into the area of trees scattered on the edge of the grassy slope.

The dive strike of the fighter planes immediately turned the elated Japanese troops into a predicament, and the scene of mud and debris turned into a mixture of mud and blood and rags, and the roaring machine gun fire even drowned out the terrified shouts and painful wails of the Japanese soldiers on the ground. The fighter, having climbed to a certain height, gracefully circled sideways again, adjusted his posture, dived down again, and fired again at the grassy slope several hundred meters apart.

The two fighters hovering in the air were still alternating between diving and strafing, and the panicked Japanese soldiers on the grassy slope were their targets, and every time the fighter pulled up the nose of the plane, there was always a string of corpses splattered with blood behind them. But every time the plane pulled up the nose and readjusted the dive angle, the Japanese soldiers who were lying on the ground would always get up and run wildly, because they didn't want to lie down with the bloody corpses around them.

After the air raid, the Japanese army seemed to be more tragic than expected, the grass slope was full of blood stains and corpses, many of the corpses were still mutilated, and some of the corpses even looked like they belonged to an infantry squad, because they were next to each other until they died. There were also many Japanese soldiers who survived, but judging by the injuries on some of them, it was unlikely that they would survive, because no one cared about treating them now, so most of the wounded could only wait for death with wailing.

Large-caliber machine gun bullets hit the human body into a large hole in the intestines, and some people were even directly torn into two pieces or fragments by machine gun bullets, and the bunkers dug by the Japanese troops on the grassy slope could not prevent the machine gun bullets from penetrating. The Japanese survivors, who had suffered several rounds of dive strafing in a row, were more likely to sit in a bloodstained bunker in a daze, with no expression on their scorched or dusty faces, and no obvious wounds on their bodies, but they sat motionless despite the cries or beatings of their companions, as if they had been stupefied by several rounds of dive strafing from fighter jets.

The continuous dive strafing did not seem to satisfy the pilots of the fighters, and the Japanese on the ground no longer fired at them with machine guns anyway, so they simply flew the fighters to climb up without hurry, and then dive and strafe without hurrying. Listening to the characteristic whimpering sound of the two fighters swooping down in the air, Tang Cheng's heart couldn't help but hang in his throat. Especially when the huge bullet holes punched in the grassy slope during the fighter dives just now, Tang Cheng secretly complained for the Japanese army. If you accidentally get hit by a machine gun, it is estimated that not only will you end up with a small life, but I am afraid that you will end up with no corpse.

Clooney, who had climbed to the height, saw that the Japanese firepower points that intercepted him just now had completely silenced, so he happily descended to the altitude, circled and airdropped all the materials in the cabin, and confirmed that all the materials had been airdropped. The two fighters made a bad look at the anti-aircraft fire network that the Japanese army had worked hard to get out for several days, but from beginning to end, they did not show up or fire a single shot in Tangcheng, which was surrounded by the Japanese army on the mountain, not because Tangcheng was afraid, but because they disdained to waste bullets.

Tang Cheng and Mike had already confirmed the number of Japanese and Burmese soldiers surrounding them, including the bunkers built by the Japanese on the grassy slope, and at least 800 soldiers were mobilized in the siege of the mountain by the Japanese-Burmese mixed forces in Xinpingyang. Counting the number of Japanese and Burmese soldiers who have been killed by the direct company, the direct company alone has now dragged more than half of the strength of the Japanese-Burmese mixed force in Xinpingyang, which laid the foundation for the troops of the 38th Division to move south to seize luck. Even if Tangcheng and them just cowered on the hill and let the Japanese army surround them, when the time came, it would only attract the opponent's superior forces, and the direct company would already be a great achievement.

"If you don't fight, let them surround you, we don't lack food or drink, and there is no shortage of ammunition and weapons, so let's be vigilant, just think it's the troops here to rest." In the face of the dice's invitation, Tang Cheng just didn't allow it, and when he was asked, Tang Cheng simply took Liu Shishi and Tan Fei to strengthen his comfort zone, and by the way, he pushed everything to Mike to deal with. For some unknown reason, the Japanese planes that Tang Cheng was worried about had not come to the hill he occupied, and two days earlier, after the bombers from Ledo had visited the Japanese artillery position at the foot of the mountain, the hill occupied by the direct company had become impregnable.

Tang Cheng did not allow the dice to take the initiative to fight, and the idle snipers had to break up and steal the air to hit the cold guns of the Japanese and Burmese troops under the mountain, and the Japanese army naturally prevented the veterans from counterattacking, and the large-scale clashes between the two sides had disappeared, and the cold guns and cold guns were extremely hot. Mike knew what Tang Cheng's idea was, but the current strength of the direct company was not dominant, so Mike could only deploy troops according to Tang Cheng's idea, just waiting for the 38th Division to go south to take Xinpingyang, and the life of the direct company would be better.

The rainy season has finally passed, and the long-lost sunny day has finally arrived, and compared with the Japanese and Burmese soldiers at the foot of the mountain, the soldiers of the direct company surrounded by the mountain are much more idle. Canned food and biscuits are eaten all day long, and from time to time you can make some game to satisfy your hunger, only a week's work, and the direct subordinates are all raised up and down, and Mike said that this is not a war, it is purely a pig raising.

Mike has received successive orders from the command to find an opportunity for his direct company to take the initiative. Tang Cheng guessed that it was Stilwell's bullshit idea, didn't he just want his direct company to rush to take Xinpingyang in front of the southbound troops of the 38th Division, as if he would have face in the entire expeditionary force if he took Xinpingyang like this.

"Bullshit, I don't care if it's pigs or what, as long as we can hold back the enemy troops at the foot of the mountain, our direct company will complete the task. Do you want me to take more than 100 people to lay down the new Pingyang? I think the old men in the command are stupid, they think that the little devils are the meat on the chopping board, and they can't fight back with knives? Tang Cheng immediately rejected Mike's suggestion, saying that he could only try to sneak attack the Japanese army under the mountain, but if he wanted his direct company to directly attack Xinpingyang, then there was no need to talk about it.