The power of napalm bombs is far more than that.

Fierce combustion will not only consume a lot of oxygen, but also release a lot of toxic smoke.

On the field artillery positions, as the poisonous smoke spread, many Japanese devils began to cough violently, and then struggled to escape to the area that was not affected by fireworks.

As a result, because of the obstruction of vision, countless people stepped on empty feet and rolled down the cliff.

The field artillery positions of the entire 6th Division of the Japanese Army were like purgatory on earth, and were in chaos for a while.

...

This scene was completely seen by Shiro Inaba. The old Japanese devil was angry and shocked.

What was angry was that this damn fighter plane caused immeasurable losses to his field artillery positions.

What was shocked was that this was obviously just an ordinary fighter plane, so how could it carry a bomb? Just forget it, how could it have such a large bomb load?

It seems that at most it can only be considered a light aircraft, but the bombs dropped are far more than heavy bombers.

This has completely exceeded Inaba Shiro's perception.

However, the old Japanese even more shocked.

Because after destroying the Japanese field artillery position, the p51 fighter jet driven by Yang Jing did not return, but dived towards other Japanese positions.

Among them, the Japanese machine gun positions and grenade launchers positions, which are more threatening to the Tiger Ben Regiment, are naturally the primary targets of Yang Jing's attack.

"hurricane!"

"Hurricane Hurricane!"

The bombs continued to fall, and the entire Japanese ambush position was immediately blown into a sea of ​​fire.

Countless Japanese soldiers, even their men and guns, were blown away.

Various bloody broken limbs and broken arms, as well as internal organs, etc., were scattered with the huge shock waves generated by the explosion, and they were thrown into the mountains and fields.

"Baga!"

Shiro Inaba was completely stunned. His mouth was wide open and could almost be stuffed with an ostrich egg.

Because he never dreamed that the bomb of this Chinese Air Force fighter jet had not been lost yet.

After a while, Shiro Inaba slightly calmed down his anger, then pulled his neck to the messenger beside him and roared loudly: "Baga, Lu! Give me that damn fighter plane!"

"Hayi!"

The Japanese commander did not dare to delay, so he paused his head and immediately turned around and left.

A senior staff officer next to him thought for a while and said, "Secretary Commander, this Chinese Army fighter jet poses too great a threat to the Imperial Army. We do not carry anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft guns, and the possibility of shooting it down is very slim.

At most, it is to limit his arrogance and prevent him from lowering his navigation altitude too much.

If you want to deal with this Chinese army fighter jet, you will also rely on the Imperial Army Air Force.

So Huye suggested to send a power to the Commander again, asking him to continue to apply to the Front Command to send air force to provide us with tactical guidance.”

Another senior staff officer interrupted: "But you have also seen the air battle just now. Dozens of Imperial Army fighters are no match for this Chinese army fighter.

Even if we get tactical guidance from the aviation force again, we may not be able to turn the situation around and even lose more Imperial fighter jets.

Also, although this place is not far from Hefei, it will take at least 40 minutes or even longer if the order is conveyed.

By then, I'm afraid the battle here has already..."

Shiro Inaba raised his hand and directly interrupted the subordinate. Then he turned his head and said in a deep voice to the senior staff officer who spoke first: "Suzuki, I will send me an order and immediately command your superior to send a power to the Front Command again to send air force to provide us with tactical guidance!"

"Hayi!"

The senior Japanese staff member paused his head suddenly, then immediately turned around and ran towards the temporary communications department not far away.

...

At this time, the battle at Black Wind Ridge has entered a white-hot process.

With the order from Inaba Shiro, the Japanese soldiers from each regiments had already decisively opened fire. Among them, the Japanese soldiers from the infantry regiments of the 13th Division even encircled the backs of the Tiger Regiment from the left and right wings according to the initial plan.

However, facing the Japanese army's encirclement on all sides, under the command of deputy regiment commander Wang Dali, the Hu Ben Regiment not only did not retreat, but instead rushed forward.

At that time, they had just entered the ambush circle and were at the edge of Black Wind Ridge, and the mountains on both sides were not steep.

In addition, the Japanese field artillery positions have been destroyed by Yang Jing.

Therefore, the tank and chariot company of the Tiger Ben regiment rushed towards the Japanese ambush positions on the dirt slopes on both sides with an almost unstoppable momentum.

While charging, they kept firing.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom!"——"

The 6th Japanese Division received a temporary order to set up an ambush in Heifeng Ridge. Time flies, so no defensive construction was built.

At that time, the arrogant Japanese believed that relying on the mountain's own bunker was enough to deal with the counterattack of the Tiger Ben.

Even under their powerful firepower attack, the Tiger Ben Group may not even have a chance to counterattack, and will be defeated by the powerful imperial army like a devastating defeat!

But at this moment, they knew they were wrong, and they were outrageous!

As tank shells exploded one after another, at the entrance of Black Wind Ridge, the hills where the Japanese hid were suddenly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

In the flames, the stones and soil in the mountains collapsed, the branches of plants and trees broke, and many wild trees even pulled up their roots, leaving shocking terrifying bomb craters at the landing point of the shells.

After all, this is an 85mm caliber main gun, and with a flat-fired cannon, the penetration power of the shell is far stronger than that of howitzers, and its power is even bigger than that of the 37mm caliber main gun of the Japanese Type 95 light tank. I don’t know how much it is.

Even if the mountains, rocks, plants and trees are like this, you can imagine the fate of the Japanese.

"Baga!"

"Strike back!"

"Strike back!"

"Grenadier, destroy the damn tanks of the Chinese people!"

"Kill the chicken!"

"Kill the chicken and give it to you!"

The Japanese who believed in the spirit of Bushido were not so easy to surrender. Under the command of some officers, they immediately launched a counterattack against the tank and chariot troops of the Tiger Regiment.

Not only grenadiers, but also infantry and machine gunners opened fire one after another.

In an attempt to suppress the firepower of the tank and tank companies, of course, if it can be destroyed, it will be even more perfect.

It’s just that imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

The dense rain of bullets poured out by the Japanese hit the protective armor of the t34-85 medium tank, just like itchy.

Apart from splashing clusters of Mars and leaving white bullet marks, it did not cause any damage to the thick-skinned t34-85 medium tank at all.

Even the high-explosive grenades fired by the Japanese grenade team did not destroy even a tank, nor even hurt them.

After all, the t34-85 tank was one of the few tanks that could compete with the Tiger-style heavy tanks of the Third Reich of the German Empire during World War II.
Chapter completed!