The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 320 The Anti-Aircraft Guns Were Silenced (Bonus Chapter 950 for the Emergence of Erotic Photographers)

While Hu Biao and the others were silently praying for Annie and AT, hoping for their good luck, they had no idea that the two people at Taiyuan South Suburb Airport were currently ranting about them.

"Which bastard is still talking about his father at such a critical moment? Doesn't he know that someone could die?"

The consumptive, AT, who had crouched down and hid behind a pile of empty oil drums, was internally ranting.

That said! After missing two consecutive time travels, AT's habit of coughing frequently had naturally been completely cured long ago.

But tonight, he brought a bunch of his brothers.

With considerable luck along the way, and with extra caution, they finally reached a point only seventy or eighty meters away from the rows of Japanese planes.

A patrol of ten Japanese soldiers approached this area, carrying flashlights.

In an instant, he called to his brothers behind him, and they quickly crouched down behind the pile of empty oil drums, hiding in the shadows.

They originally planned to wait until the Japanese soldiers left before continuing their advance.

However, just as those Japanese soldiers were about to walk past the empty oil drums where they were hiding, AT suddenly felt an intense itch in his nose, as if a series of loud sneezes were about to erupt.

I haven't had a cold or flu recently, so why am I suddenly sneezing?

Someone must be talking about him behind his back for him to behave so strangely.

If it were just a minor thing like being nagged or sneezing, it wouldn't be a big deal; but if I were to sneeze a whole bunch of times now, wouldn't that be deadly?

As AT pinched the sides of his nose tightly and bit his tongue, he mentally started ranting.

The methods of pinching his nose and biting his tongue mentioned above were some folk remedies he found online when he was constantly sneezing.

Luckily! Although her nose and tongue were pinched and bitten painfully, AT managed to suppress the strong urge to sneeze little by little using this makeshift method.

Unfortunately! Or rather, it's incredibly frustrating.

One of the Japanese soldiers on patrol whispered something to his comrade, then suddenly turned and walked over.

Judging from the way he reached for his belt as he turned around, he probably wanted to relieve himself.

All of the above happened in just four or five seconds. AT and his large group simply didn't have time to move.

There wasn't enough time or opportunity for them to act silently and eliminate this troublesome Japanese soldier.

Seeing that the Japanese soldiers only needed to take two or three more steps to discover the long line of them hiding in the shadows of the empty oil drums, AT made a quick decision.

He yelled, "Do it!"

Somewhat strangely, he then did not fire his MP28 submachine gun at the Japanese soldier who needed to relieve himself, nor at the patrol that had not gone far.

Instead, he raised his leg and kicked hard, sending two empty oil drums stacked together flying.

Then, he rushed out of the space he had kicked away, not towards the planes, but towards a position about 50 or 60 meters away at the 3 o'clock position.

The reason is simple: it was a Japanese air defense position.

Behind a ring of sandbags, a small-caliber Type 5 20mm twin-barreled anti-aircraft gun was set up, operated and guarded by a five-person crew.

Although this thing is a small-caliber anti-aircraft gun, it is only suitable for anti-aircraft use; if it is laid flat and fired at these people, its power can only be described as insane.

Therefore, after their tracks were exposed, the ATs were more troubled by this anti-aircraft gun than by the Japanese patrols.

Knowing that they absolutely could not let it lie flat, they opened fire on them indiscriminately...

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The five-man Japanese artillery crew at that anti-aircraft position reacted incredibly quickly; amidst the loud commotion of the AT kicking the iron barrel away, one of the Japanese gunners pointed in that direction and shouted.

Amidst these shouts, the remaining four traitors, some of whom were cranking the anti-aircraft gun's elevation mechanism, quickly leveled the muzzle and turned it towards them.

Some picked up the Type 38 carbine, which had a shorter barrel, and prepared to fire.

Fortunately, AT's speed is still faster in comparison.

This consumptive man, who had stopped coughing, didn't stop even during the charge; he picked up his submachine gun and opened fire wildly at the anti-aircraft position. Besides him, fifteen or sixteen other more alert brothers, who had also rushed towards this greatest danger, opened fire as well.

These subordinates, whom Anne and AT had painstakingly recruited, were fairly well-equipped and armed.

Even though there weren't many submachine guns, each person had a Mauser C96 pistol, or even two.

After he opened fire with a barrage of automatic and semi-automatic weapons, bullets rained down, instantly knocking down three Japanese soldiers in the anti-aircraft position.

However, a bulletproof shield was added to the top of this Japanese anti-aircraft gun.

Sparks flew as bullets rained down on the bulletproof shield, but the two Japanese soldiers hiding behind it remained completely unaffected and continued to lower their cannons.

The most crucial point is that, compared to large-caliber anti-aircraft guns, the muzzle adjustment speed of this small gun is much, much faster.

When the AT, leading the charge, reached a position 22 or 23 meters in front of the anti-aircraft position, the magazine of its submachine gun had been emptied, and the muzzle of the anti-aircraft gun was now completely flat.

Before the AT can be reloaded with a new magazine, or the shotgun used as a secondary weapon can be pulled out and fired again.

That kind of irrational, instinctive danger, honed only through countless near-death experiences, or even actual deaths, strikes.

AT instinctively rolled on the spot and shouted "Get down!"

While rolling, he didn't forget to pull out a wooden-handled grenade from his waist and pull the fuse.

Half a second later, a series of loud thuds rang out, and a large amount of warm raindrops and hail fell on AT.

AT quickly realized that these were not raindrops or hail.

It was just that his comrades who charged up with him were hit by 20mm shells and were immediately torn to pieces, their flesh and blood splattering all over him.

But the only thing AT can do is throw the grenade in his hand when he stops rolling.

The smoking grenade landed precisely in the air defense position surrounded by sandbags...

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Seconds later, the grenade shrapnel knocked down two Japanese soldiers. The moment the Type 98 20mm anti-aircraft gun ceased fire, AT leaped up from the ground.

Only at this point did they have the time and energy to turn around and look around to get a grasp of the battlefield situation.

First, he discovered that of the dozen or so brothers who had charged with him, only seven had managed to lie down in time and survive; the rest had all been killed in battle, their bodies blown apart.

The Japanese patrol that had been stationed there had been completely wiped out.

The remaining forty or fifty brothers charged toward the Japanese planes and opened fire on the fuel tanks from a great distance.

From a further distance, a large number of Japanese soldiers rushed toward the plane like madmen.

In particular, at a military camp about a mile away, two or three hundred Japanese soldiers rushed out of the camp without even wearing coats or shoes, carrying various weapons.

Apart from a small number who rushed up to the pilots' quarters to support the battle there.

Most people came to save the planes here.

The next second, another earth-shattering explosion rang out. The Shanxi-made 82mm mortar fired, and the first shot ignited the Japanese aviation gasoline.

Unfortunately, the Japanese soldiers hesitated for only a second or two before charging towards them again.

At the speed at which the Japanese soldiers charged, they could reach us in a minute at most; if we didn't stop them, the brothers really wouldn't have enough time to destroy so many planes.

"Damn it! I finally got to participate in time travel again, and I was thinking I could live for a couple more episodes, but I ended up in this doomed situation again."

After assessing the battlefield situation, AT cursed out this sentence.

But he was quick at all. After rushing into the anti-aircraft position, he pulled away the dead Japanese soldier on it and sat on it himself.

While adjusting the azimuth mechanism and aiming the cannon at the largest group of Japanese soldiers charging towards the barracks, they shouted:

"Several men, load this ammunition..."

(End of this chapter)