The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

no way!This time they encountered a little different situation.

It seems that they have understood that ordinary aerial bombs alone cannot be used to deal with the undefeated volunteer soldiers on the ground who do not know what material they are made of.

Therefore, these Skyraider attack planes reappeared over the position again, carrying a lot of napalm bombs on them.

After this thing falls, once it is a trick, life is worse than death.

No!Even in the first moment, Bazi tried desperately to escape a little further, but after that thick napalm bomb fell to the ground.

Because of the huge walk after the incendiary bomb exploded, a lump of burning paste also splashed onto Bazi's arm.

At first, after feeling a burning pain in his left arm, Bazi had one last fantasy in his heart.

So, he quickly tore off the left sleeve of his padded coat from his arm.

But after taking off a thick sleeve, Bazi found that the flame on his left arm was still burning, and it was attached to the skin and flesh after burning.

Immediately, he knew that the situation was at its worst.

As a visitor from the modern plane, he certainly knows the horror of napalm bombs that have been banned in the modern plane.

In this stuff, it contains a lot of gasoline, rubber, and chemicals.

Once it is contaminated, no matter whether you slap it hard with your hands or roll on the ground, not only can it not be extinguished, but it will cause other parts to catch fire.

Even if it jumped into the water, it would still continue to burn, just like tarsal maggots.

Of course, it is not impossible to extinguish the burning of this thing.

One method is to use a foam fire extinguisher, and the other is to put the burning part into the sand and bury it with a thick layer.

Two ways, all are to let it do not have the necessary air of combustion, such a principle carries out fire extinguishing.

The former method of using a foam fire extinguisher is not to be mentioned in the current environment, it is simply impossible.

For the latter, in a very short period of time, he felt that the flames on his arms had been burned into his bones, after he turned his head and glanced left and right.

He could find that the ground around him was full of all kinds of fine stones under the indiscriminate bombardment of the soldiers; there was no way this thing could completely bury his burning left arm.

Farther away, there are blazing fires everywhere.

The dirt was burning, the stones were burning, some of the broken barrels were burning; everything seemed to be burning because of the twisting of the air in front of them.

In short, in Bazi's eyes at this moment, the whole world is on fire.

And bursts of incomparably miserable screams reached my ears one after another, forming a scene like hell.

Seeing that there was no other way, the train driver pulled out a sharp samurai sword backhand with his right hand, and stabbed at his left arm.

Under the flash of cold light, Bazi's left arm was only a short section of more than ten centimeters.

The part of the arm that was originally burning was completely separated from him.

After saying it, other people may not believe it, but Bazi actually felt the severe pain of his left arm being cut off, which was more or less better than the feeling of being burned by a napalm bomb.

In order not to bleed to death, Bazi naturally acted immediately.

Drenched in cold sweat, he used his only remaining right hand and teeth to tightly bind the broken arm with an armed belt.

In the blink of an eye, the blood flowing from those severed arms became scarcer.

The above point is a basic operation for the veterans of the Zhongzhou team who have undergone battlefield first aid training, and there is nothing worth mentioning.

A few moments later, when the strapped bait was just struggling to stand up from the ground.

A volunteer soldier covered in fire staggered out of the sea of ​​flames with a burst of screams, and came to him.

Because he was enduring inhuman pain, this soldier couldn't say anything else, but just from the way the other party looked at him, Ba Zi knew what the other party meant now:

"Comrade! Please give me a shot and let me die~"

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Gritting his teeth, feeling the pain in his heart that was far more heart-piercing than the wound on the broken arm, Bazi pulled out the pistol at his waist and pulled the trigger.

Then, like a wounded beast, Bazi cursed loudly:

"Original sin, old black, white elephant, you bastards, how do you defend against the air? Why are there more and more planes in the soldiers now, and the attacks are getting more and more intensive..."

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At a distance of 80 meters away, at this moment, they are facing the planes overhead one after another, continuously diving down like a relay.

In the current time, the original sin of firing all-out air defense is naturally not hearing the scolding from the train driver's mouth.

In fact, even if the original sin heard about it, he wouldn't care much about it.

It's not that the original sin is a hob meat, to the extent that he doesn't care about other people's eyes; it's just that up to now, the members of the air defense team have tried their best.

As for now, why do soldiers have more and more planes and attack more and more frequently?

That was the confrontation between ground air defense weapons and air planes. The ground was originally the disadvantaged and passive side. It is already a huge miracle that their three ZB60 heavy machine guns can persist until now.

And now the soil method of using thick smoke has played a surprisingly good role.

But after a long time, their air defense team finally couldn't hold it anymore.

Just about 2 minutes ago, a Mustang fighter jet started diving and strafing against the anti-aircraft fire against the position of the white elephant.

Even though Bai Xiang saw that something was wrong at that time, he and Uncle Chu who helped him reload the bomb immediately, and the two of them got out of the way quickly.

After dodging in time, the two of them did not suffer any serious injuries.

At the same time, this Mustang fighter jet was also hit by Lao Hei and Yuan Sin, and thick smoke immediately rose. Although it did not crash, it also needed to return immediately.

When Bai Xiang and Uncle Chu got up and ran to the ZB60 heavy machine gun to continue firing, they were a little dumbfounded.

I saw that precious ZB60 heavy machine gun on the shelf of Gaoping's two shots.

Now that several rounds of 12.7 mm caliber bullets were unfortunately whipped into the gun body, the position of the trigger position of this ZB60 heavy machine gun has been seriously deformed, and it can be regarded as scrapped.

Therefore, at this moment, Bai Xiang and Uncle Chu can only join the battle with a Type 50 submachine gun.

The anti-aircraft firepower on the position is now only two-thirds of the original. With the firepower greatly weakened, the attack frequency of the soldiers' planes is more frequent, and there is no way to do it.

Therefore, after the soldiers bombed more vigorously, the situation on the battlefield gradually became worse.

In such a situation, until 1:39 noon, Lao Hei looked at the plane with the 'AH236' painting on the nose and tail positions.

When the Skyraider attack aircraft with many gun holes and black marks on its fuselage appeared towards him again.

Facing this opponent who did not know how many members of his side had been killed, Old Hei was naturally not polite.

It is a pity that after losing the key anti-aircraft fire point of Baixiang, he could only watch the opponent dive over the original sin machine gun group under the hard fire.

Then it dropped the largest aerial bomb in the belly of the aircraft.

Good guy!This thing is a big pile, maybe it can weigh 2000 pounds.

Therefore, at the moment when this large aerial bomb fell, Lao Hei even wanted to close his eyes in pain, not wanting to see such a tragedy happen in front of him...

In the midst of another loud noise, Hu Biao was directly pushed by the shock wave of the explosion far away and fell to the ground.

During this process, his forehead directly hit a fist-sized stone, and his forehead was smashed on the spot, causing blood to flow all over his face.

But the moment Hu Biao got up, he ran desperately towards the right wing of the position, which was the position where he was bombed by a 2000-pound aerial bomb just now, and ran wildly with his legs open.

Because after the super large aerial bomb exploded just now, everything in the left wing position disappeared.

In the previous time, in addition to the original sin anti-aircraft machine gun position, there were twenty or thirty soldiers led by Battalion Commander Chen defending here.

It's all gone since that one bomb went off.

Including the volunteer soldiers who fought on it, their weapons and equipment, and their dead bodies, as well as those tree roots, boulders, etc. that were blown out.

With one foot deep on one side and one foot shallower, I stepped on the stone chips that were blown into powder and covered half of my calf.

While talking, Hu Biao kept shouting loudly in a crying voice: "Is there anyone alive? Comrades, if you hear the voice, remember to promise me."

Because of the too violent explosion this time, more than [-] people on the soldiers' side were accidentally injured, so they stepped back temporarily.

At the same time, it is estimated that such a result caused the soldiers' ground and air forces to have a dispute, and those planes also temporarily stopped diving and attacking.

In short, after this violent explosion, the battlefield had a brief lull.

So, Hu Biao used a hoarse voice, and the voice of shouting echoed on the right wing position.

The voice was heard on the battlefield, and in the ears of the few people who were already there, it seemed so desolate, and there was an inexplicable emotion.

Just when the continuous shouting was fruitless, Hu Biao was almost desperate.

A gray-faced figure suddenly appeared from a ground not far away, looking blankly at the unrecognizable position.

Obviously, this lucky guy hasn't reacted yet after being bombarded.

Even if only one person survived, Hu Biao rushed over with great surprise, and asked loudly: "Comrade, what's your name? It's Jilian. Are you feeling okay now?"

It was also in Hu Biao's voice that the volunteer soldier, who was covered in dust and could no longer see his specific appearance and age, but could only be seen to be relatively thin, finally reflected.

In the voice of "Wow~", the sound of crying came out of his mouth, and the sound seemed quite green.

Fortunately, when he was crying, he still remembered to answer Hu Biao's question. It seems that he was not bombed with such a serious problem:

"I, my name is Qian Xiaobao, and I am a company bugler; Company Commander Hu and everyone on our right wing are dead, Battalion Commander Chen is dead, and the company commander and platoon leader are all dead. What should we do? "

After taking a deep breath, Hu Biao tried his best to comfort the little soldier who was estimated to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was also comforting himself by the way.

He said in his mouth: "Don't cry, crying won't solve the problem, your weapon is gone? Take it and avenge them.

correct!According to Battalion Commander Chen, I am now in charge of the combat command of the entire reconnaissance battalion, so now I appoint you as the acting company commander of the first company.

Remember it well, as long as you are alive, you will be there. "

"Om~ As long as I'm here, we'll be here forever." Underage bugleman Qian Xiaobao nodded vigorously, and agreed loudly.

But in the following time, when he turned over a medium-sized rifle from his feet, he found that the barrel of this thing was crooked.

When Qian Xiaobao was helpless and about to cry, Hu Biao handed him the Type 50 submachine gun in his hand.

Then, he pulled out a pair of shell guns that had been held for a long time and had not been used.

Even because of the threat above his head, he is ready to explode the power of his blood for hand-to-hand combat...

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Chapter 777 Charge ([-] [addition for Uncle Chu]