This is the land of China, and God will also favor the Chinese.
When the little devils were parachuting, the wind suddenly stopped. This was just to let them survive and then accept the punishment from the Chinese. At this time, God blew another gust of wind. It was blowing in the direction of the Yumen area, where the northwest wind blows all the year round, and now the east wind is blowing, which is simply a strange scene.
Of course, even if there is no such wind, it is impossible for the little devil to destroy the oil base of Laojunmiao. After all, Zhao Hailong's cavalry battalion is not a vegetarian. Needless to say, it was impossible for the little devils who fell within a dozen miles near the Laojun Temple to escape the Eighth Route Army's arrest.
However, it would be even better if there was this gust of wind blowing over. Objectively, it helped the Eighth Route Army. With the wind blowing, those parachutes that had been untied after landing were brought up again by this gust of wind. It blew in the direction of Laojun Temple. This scene is a bit like the scene of later generations, where plastic bags are flying all over the sky.
Not long after, a piece of parachute blew onto the shelf of the Laojunmiao oil platform. At this time, Sun Jianchu was still sticking to his post here. The oil well equipment had just been put into operation, and accidents might happen at any time. He had to do well Prepare for emergencies. Although there is no light, there is still starlight, and even if you listen with your ears and touch it with your hands, it is also possible.
While checking, a piece of umbrella cloth flew over and just scratched Sun Jianchu's head. The soft umbrella cloth slapped his face, which immediately surprised him. How did this thing come from? What is this for? Does anyone want to put a sack on themselves and beat themselves up? Something is wrong, the sack is very thick, this thing is delicate and soft, as smooth as a woman's skin, definitely not a sack.
What's this?
Sun Jianchu pulled it a few times, and pulled off the umbrella cloth covering his head. Then, he saw clearly that it was smooth to the touch, and it was actually made of silk. At the same time, looking at the shape, the umbrella was formed one by one. shaped things.
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Sun Jianchu was the real thing, he immediately saw what it was, it was a parachute!
The cost of paratrooper training is very high, not only the training of paratroopers, but also the need to fly a plane every time they skydive. It is conceivable how high the cost is, even if it is parachuting equipment, it is also very expensive.
Parachutes are generally made of silk. Only the material of silk can be light and thin enough, and at the same time have enough toughness. When it lands in the sky, it will not be broken by the wind. In this era, all countries use silk to make parachutes, with the exception of the United States, because the United States has mastered parachutes. With the technology of nylon, nylon can be used to make parachutes.
Therefore, parachutes are quite expensive. After each training session, the paratroopers have to put away the parachutes, fold them up, and prepare for the next use. It is impossible to throw away the parachutes directly. In fact, even on the battlefield, when the paratroopers landed, sometimes they would secretly cut a piece of umbrella cloth and hide it on their bodies. After returning, they could make one or two silk clothes! Just report the damage directly.
In this era, silk is very valuable.
At this time, touching the parachute made of silk, Sun Jianchu did not feel the joy of picking up the baby, but only a kind of worry.
If there is a parachute, there must be paratroopers. So, what are the origins of these paratroopers?
The Eighth Route Army has no paratroopers, and the national army has no paratroopers, only the devils may have them. Therefore, if there are paratroopers, they must be the devils' paratroopers. The devils intend to come here to harm the oil base here!
Thinking of this, there were bursts of cold sweat on Sun Jianchu's back, swishing out, Sun Jianchu no longer cared about the oil well equipment here, pulled the umbrella cloth, and ran down.
"Director Qin, Director Qin!" Sun Jianchu ran to Laojun Temple. Since the drilling began, Laojun Temple has been Qin Baoshan's temporary office. When he ran over, he saw Qin Baoshan and Wei Monk. Fell asleep.
After all, it is not yet daylight. Qin Baoshan and Wei Monk seemed to be fine at this time, so they regained the feeling of returning to the cage. However, following Sun Jianchu's shout, Qin Baoshan immediately woke up.
"Old Sun, what's the matter?" Qin Baoshan asked while noticing what Sun Jianchu was holding in his hand.
"Director Qin, there may be ghost paratroopers nearby. I found this thing on the platform, and it was blown by the wind." Sun Jianchu said, he was very anxious at this moment.
"Little devil, paratrooper?" After listening to Sun Jianchu's words, Qin Baoshan suddenly became excited: "Okay, his grandma, the little devil actually came, it's still an umbrellaBing, good, good, good! Monk! "
At this time, Qin Baoshan was excited, which was too abnormal. Sun Jianchu just felt puzzled. Ordinarily, shouldn't Qin Baoshan be nervous? The enemy is coming!
Of course Qin Baoshan wasn't nervous anymore. It was really boring here. It was a lot of fun to tossing Director Sun at the beginning, but after all, we couldn't really do it. We are all Chinese, and fighting devils together is the right way.
It's just that the emperor is far away this day, and it's quite far away from the devil's range of activities, so it's not easy to find an opportunity. Now, a little devil is coming to his door, how can Qin Baoshan not be excited.
Finally a battle is fought, and finally a little devil comes to die.
If other troops came, maybe Qin Baoshan should pay more attention, paratroopers? The little devil's paratroopers are purely funny, okay? During the entire World War II, the paratroopers were pitiful cheats, which didn't have any positive effect. The little devil's paratroopers were quite incompetent.
Now, actually came here to parachute here, where the wind is blowing, little devils dare to come, and it's still night! Who has seen parachuting at night? During World War II, if there was no bonfire guidance from ground personnel, parachuting would be courting death.
It is estimated that many little devils fell to their deaths, how many are left?
On the other hand, paratroopers, their weapons and equipment are backward! They couldn't carry enough supplies, and they didn't have war horses. In this kind of place, wasn't that the existence repeatedly ravaged by Qin Baoshan?
"Monk, monk, I finally have a chance to enjoy myself. Quickly, send a platoon of cavalry over here, let's fight devils! Others, guard the base closely, and there must be no mistakes." Qin Baoshan said.
Hearing that, Sun Jianchu was in a daze, what, a platoon? How dare you go out with a platoon of cavalry? Is it too bold? Do you know how big the devil is?
"Old Sun, you can tell everyone to collect parachutes. This thing, even if it's just a trouser top, is very comfortable to wear." Before leaving, Qin Baoshan suddenly thought of something again, and said to Sun Jianchu.
Hearing this, Sun Jianchu was even more puzzled for a while, Director Qin, are you not afraid of anything? Now that the devil is right in front of him, why is he still thinking about this? However, this silk is very soft and smooth, if it is made into trousers, it will feel good to wear. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com