Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

Chapter 364: A Single Soldier Cloud Explosion Bomb Dropped from the Sky

Twelve very familiar explosions were heard, and Kasahara Koizumi's scalp exploded instantly. What he feared came true.

According to the current Chinese military's attack tactics, if it is a single rocket launcher attack, it is definitely a guerrilla attack. If it is a series of dense attacks like this, it is definitely an attack by large-scale regular troops.

Kasahara Koizumi was very worried that his team would be defeated by the Independent Regiment again. At that time, he would have to face the Chinese army rushing in, so he gathered the core commanders in the command room and arranged for the Japanese guard troops to protect the command center. It seemed that only in this way could he feel safe.

The protection is so strict, there won't be any problems, right?

When Kasahara Koizumi felt fully secure, the Japanese soldiers outside the garrison had no sense of security. They had also experienced the fear of being dominated by the 56th assault team, and some of them were panicked at this time.

Late at night is usually the time when people are the most sleepy, but unexpectedly, several sharp gunshots were heard in succession, and all the searchlights were turned off one by one. The brightness at the scene dropped several levels in an instant.

The gunshot was harsh, but extremely steady.

With a hint of ruthless coldness.

When all the searchlights were turned off one by one, the familiar sound of Type 56 rifle gunfire was heard, followed by the iconic sound of 12 rounds of Type 107 rocket launchers, and the shells exploded in the camp.

All the Japanese soldiers were startled. Is this the independent regiment coming to attack the camp?

The entire Fourth Brigade of the Japanese invaders was suffering from PTSD. As soon as this thought came to their minds, their combat effectiveness dropped by more than half.

Many of the Japanese soldiers' hands began to tremble.

While Xizi was completing the roll call with all the searchlights, the monk had already completed the takeoff of the rotorcraft and was flying towards the enemy camp in the dark.

The direction was easy to identify in the dark. The Japanese in China always had air superiority, so they did not take the lighting control seriously, which provided good guidance for the rotorcraft.

The lights in the camp of the Japanese Fourth Brigade were like a lighthouse during a late-night voyage, but it was a beacon of death.

With the cooperation of a rotorcraft operator, the monk sat on the rotorcraft and entered the dark night sky with four individual fuel-air bombs.

The sound of the rotorcraft is not small, but when it is at an altitude of 107 meters, its sound can hardly be heard on the ground. Moreover, there are the sounds of rocket launchers exploding and the fighting between the two sides, which perfectly hide the sound of the rotorcraft.

In his command center, Kasahara Koizumi and a group of senior officials of the 4th Brigade were analyzing the direction of the Independent Regiment's attack and were ready to dispatch troops from the camp for support at any time. The decision-makers of the entire 4th Brigade believed that given the combat effectiveness of the Independent Regiment at that time, since they had chosen to attack the 4th Brigade, there must be more far-reaching strategic goals.

Little do they know that in the dark night sky an unrivaled warrior will launch a surprise attack and deal them a devastating blow.

In the air, the monk gave up his Gatling gun. At this time, this thing had no other purpose except to increase the weight. When the helicopter reached the predetermined height and stopped climbing, he pulled out a single-soldier fuel-air explosive bomb with increased equivalent and held it in his hand.

The monk was also a little nervous at this time. The previous time he raided the warehouse where the Japanese hid biological weapons, he went with the belief that he would die. This time he wanted to escape unscathed, so his heart was beating a little fast at this moment.

The adrenaline in the monk's body was secreted crazily, and he was actually a little excited at this moment.

"Xiao Chu, what is the current status of our rotorcraft?"

"Captain, we are in good condition now. We should be about 300 meters above the ground. At this speed, we should be able to reach the enemy camp in 6 minutes."

"Okay, you continue to pay attention, you can be more steady, don't be so anxious."

The monk clenched the individual fuel-air explosive bomb in his hand to cheer up his comrades around him.

Four minutes later, the monk sitting in the gyroplane could already see the appearance of the Japanese camp on the ground, and could even see the Japanese's vague movements.

At this time, it was only more than 200 meters from the ground, and it had actually entered a very dangerous situation.

Once discovered by the Japanese, the Type 38 rifles in their hands were high enough to attack the rotorcraft. Even though Yu Ye had welded some steel plates on the outer shell of the rotorcraft to resist some bullets, the Japanese's shoddy propellers could not withstand the high-density shooting of the Type 38 rifles.

Fortunately, even at this time, no Japanese soldier in the entire 4th Brigade noticed that there was something above their heads.

In other words, the inertia of thinking that China had always fought only on the ground led all the Japanese to not consider the possibility that they would be attacked from the air.

The wind at an altitude of more than 200 meters was a bit cold, and the monk's hands were a little frozen, but his hands were still very steady.

"Xiao Chu, please adjust your position so that I can aim at the enemy's command post."

"it is good!"

Without a word, the rotorcraft operator adjusted the direction of the rotorcraft to a position parallel to the Japanese command room and performed a very low-speed horizontal maneuver, almost hovering.

The monk pressed his face against the individual fuel-air explosive grenade launcher and pressed the crosshairs of the sight against the gate of the Japanese command post.

"5,4, 3, 1...."

The monk counted down silently in his mind and pulled the trigger.

A single-soldier fuel-air explosive bomb flew out of the launch tube in the monk's hand and shot towards the gate of the command post of the Japanese Fourth Brigade with a whistling sound.

The monk had no time to confirm whether his fuel-air bomb had hit the target, and he shouted, "Xiao Chu, go!"

The comrade called Xiao Chu did not hesitate at all. He stepped on the accelerator to the maximum, made a turning arc with a very small radius in mid-air, and instantly rushed in the direction agreed upon before the battle.

The monk put down the empty tube in his hand, tried his best to stabilize his shaking body, and pulled out a fuel-air bomb from under the seat, ready to take action at any time.

However, the extremely shaking rotorcraft did not give the monk a second chance to pull the trigger. When he looked back, the monk only saw that the individual fuel-air bomb he had fired happened to hit the door of the command room of the Japanese Fourth Brigade.

The fuel-air bomb passed through the open door and entered the command room, moving extremely flexibly.