Among the mountains and ridges, on a small hill, the Dragon Boat Festival, Li Ergou, one-eyed dragon and twenty Anti-Japanese Allied Army soldiers dressed in black were looking into the distance.

Looking at the deep and blue sky, as if I hope to see something from the sky thousands of miles away.

"Captain, the Soviet man you mentioned is not coming, right? It was so clear that it was not even a bird's shadow, let alone a plane."

Li Ergou's eyes hurt so much that he asked the Dragon Boat Festival beside him, as if he was joking that this Soviet man was not reliable. He said it was noon, but now it was already one o'clock in the afternoon, but there was not even a shadow of a bird.

However, at this moment, a sudden roar came into the ears of everyone.

Then a moment later, a Su-style transport plane appeared in everyone's sight, like a silver giant bird, cutting through the sky and heading towards their location at an astonishing speed.

"Look, here it's here!"

The Dragon Boat Festival was a long finger and finally let out a long sigh.

He was really worried about any accidents in Macklov, because Macklov was his largest arms supplier at this time.

He also wanted to get more weapons and equipment supplies from Marklov, and the faster the better.

Of course, it would be better if the other party could give a friendly price.

At the same time, the soldiers around them also cheered.

Although they didn't know what Macklov's arrival could bring to them, thanks to the captain's attention to this matter, they also felt that this matter was absolutely extraordinary.

But I didn't expect that at this moment, Dragon Boat Festival suddenly looked solemn, because just behind the transport plane, there seemed to be two planes following. The transport plane flying in front was constantly changing its flight trajectory.

"Oh no, they encountered the Japanese fighter jet intercepted it."

The Dragon Boat Festival's expression became solemn again. Not to mention that he hadn't thought of it, even Marklov didn't think of it.

The Japanese had just signed a ceasefire treaty with them, but when they saw a Soviet Peugeot transport plane, they opened fire directly, and did not give them any chance to explain, and they wanted to destroy them.

Marklov was cursing in the transport plane, his body kept following the tilt of the transport plane, and even several large bags were swollen on his head, which were all the planes constantly changing their course and hitting Marklov.

"Mr. Marklov, we probably have to throw the things in the cabin down so that we can get rid of the pursuers behind us."

Pilot Vladimir, while maneuvering the plane, turned around and shouted at Marklov.

Obviously they have reached the point where they have to abandon supplies.

But Marklof asked back, "Are we about to get to where you last airdropped?"

Vladimir replied: "It's about ten kilometers away, so let's vote here!"

Marklof gritted his teeth and ordered: "Then let's vote! I thought the Japanese had a memory last time and would not attack us. If I had known, I would have brought fighter jets."

Vladimir cursed: "The Japanese who have no faith and righteousness can be said, so they should be killed."

Marklof was also very angry, but had to order the two crew members to open the rear hatch door and prepare to throw the supplies down.

But I didn't expect that as soon as the rear hatch opened, a series of bullets flocked to me. A crew member who opened the hatch was shot and fell directly from the plane.

"Damn the Japanese!"

Another crew member cursed, but took out the machine gun and fired at the Japanese fighter jet that was chasing behind him.

A Japanese pilot who was still laughing was directly hit by a bullet. After being shot twice, the fighter lost control and pierced directly into the ground.

But at the same time, another Japanese aircraft took the opportunity to hit the left wing of the transport plane, and the transport plane began to lose control.

Vladimir tried hard to control the plane and shouted, "Mr. Marklov, we are about to crash. Throw everything on the plane out, or we will all die."

Marklof walked back to the cabin with difficulty and called back the crew member who was still fighting the Japanese.

"Come and help, we will push these weapons and ammunition out, otherwise the plane will crash."

Marklof shouted at him, and the other party knew the seriousness of the matter.

The plane was trembling constantly, and the engine on the left was already on fire.

He quickly slid to Macklov's side, and then the two of them worked together to push the large wooden box weighing hundreds of pounds upwards.

Because the plane is taxiing at a downward angle of 15 degrees at this time, the cabin is also tilting downward at this time.

The two of them could not push the box with all their strength, and could only shout: "Vladimir, can you pull the plane up?"

"This is impossible, the engine on the left has lost its function, and it is already very difficult for me to maintain the gliding state now."

Vladimir yelled at the back.

Marklov judged through the other party's voice and tone that there was no such possibility of pulling the plane up.

So he made up his mind and said to the crew on the side: "Now we can only rely on the two of us, so work harder."

The crew members breathed a deep breath: "Ula~"

Marklof also tried his best, and the two of them almost used their strength to finally push a large wooden box.

The large wooden box slowly glided on the track, then became faster and faster, and was eventually thrown directly from the plane.

The wooden box fell from the plane and descended about twenty meters. The parachute on the wooden box was activated and slowly fell down like a big mushroom.

Marklov let out a long sigh, and then continued to push the next box with the crew.

This box is much easier to push than the previous box, because just after the plane lost some weight, the plane's taxiing angle was slightly raised up.

So the second box is easier to push than compared to it.

But when they pushed the third box, they found that it was broken. The front box was pressed before, and the weight of the plane was tilted forward. On the contrary, the rear box was pushed down. The front was heavy and the rear was light. Not only did the taxiing angle increase, but the falling speed was also faster.

Marklof was a little panicked, and the crew was also panicked.

But at this moment, Vladimir, who was driving the plane, laughed and said, "This is all a small scene, don't panic. Use grenades to blow up the bottom cabin of the plane. I have prepared everything under the cabin."

Marklof quickly opened the baffle under the cabin according to Vladimir's guidance. Grenades were embedded in it, and they could detonate as long as they pulled off the safety ring.
Chapter completed!