Amidst the huge roar, the first batch of 12 Japanese planes soon appeared over Chenjiazhuang Airport.
The first thing that caught the little devil pilot's eyes was a thick smoke.
The area is very large, directly covering Chenjiazhuang Airport.
"On Bageya Road, the Eighth Route Army wants to repeat its old tricks again and use smoke to cover our sight, making it impossible to accurately bomb the Chenjiazhuang Airport." The squadron leader of the Japanese Air Force cursed angrily.
He started giving orders into the radio talking headset: "Teams one and two will go up first, pay attention to the ground anti-aircraft fire network, immediately rush into the smoke, and confirm that the following is the Chenjiazhuang Airport we want to bomb."
"After locking the target, launch an attack directly through dive bombing and destroy Chenjiazhuang Airport at all costs..."
Military orders are like mountains.
Faced with the attack order issued by the commander, even if there was a sea of fire in front of them, two teams of six aircraft would still attack when they should.
The roar of planes in the sky suddenly became louder, like thunder.
The two planes, one on the left and the other on the right, plunged into the diffuse smoke at the same time, trying to see through the smoke and see the situation on the ground.
"Although the runway is well camouflaged, the pilot can still clearly see the direction of the runway under close observation.
More importantly, there were several camouflaged planes parked at the end.
"It's the airport... There are planes on the tarmac... The Eighth Route Army is moving planes into the woods..." The report of his subordinates immediately sounded in the radio headset.
"Da da da... boom..."
Before the squadron leader could answer the call, violent gunfire sounded in the earphones.
Then there was a violent explosion on the other side of the radio.
After two or three seconds, another subordinate's voice finally reached the squadron leader's ears through the radio: "Sir, the ground is indeed an airport, with a large number of combat aircraft parked."
"The Eighth Route Army built a large number of air defense positions around the airport: the first team, Mr. Watanabe, was attacked by anti-aircraft fire, the aircraft fuel tank was hit by a bullet, and an explosion occurred on the spot..."
"Baga..." the squadron leader yelled in anger. He didn't expect that one of his planes would be lost before it could launch an attack. This was a slap in his face.
Immediately the super radio communication system ordered: "First attack the Eighth Route Army air defense positions, and then bomb the Chenjiazhuang Airport."
"Several groups of planes are coming to bomb Chenjiazhuang Airport. We are responsible for attacking the Eighth Route Army's air defense forces. The task of bombing the airport is left to other aviation forces..."
"Two teams of three and four launched an attack together to disperse the Eighth Route Army's air defense firepower and destroy them as quickly as possible..."
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"Buzz buzz...boom boom boom^"
The roar of planes, the explosion of aerial bombs, the sound of machine gun fire, the sound of artillery shells and aircraft explosions... like a symphony, soon sounded on the Chenjiazhuang battlefield.
Huang Yu stood at the command post's lookout, staring calmly at the ongoing air defense operations above his head.
When an anti-aircraft position was hit by a Japanese aerial bomb, one hand would unconsciously clenched into a fist.
Seeing the Little Japanese plane being attacked by ground anti-aircraft fire, billowing black smoke, or being blown up on the spot and dismembered into aircraft parts, an unnoticed smile quickly flashed across the calm face.
"This is the sixth plane shot down by the air defense force..." Huang Yu said with emotion as he looked at the Japanese plane slowly hitting the ground in the sky.
"As long as the air defense force kills two or three more aircraft, the first wave of Japanese aviation forces attacking Chenjiazhuang Airport will lose its combat effectiveness, and the air defense force can breathe a sigh of relief."
After saying that, he ordered the combat staff on standby: "Inform the reserve team to prepare immediately."
"As soon as the first wave of Japanese aviation troops retreated, they entered the battlefield to rescue the wounded and replenish weapons, ammunition and troops."
"Ensure that all air defense positions can operate normally when the Japanese second wave of aviation arrives."
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Japanese Army Baoding Garrison Headquarters.
Okamura Neiji is also paying attention to this bombing.
Due to his continuous defeats, his eyes had turned red. He paced back and forth around the combat sandbox, occasionally looking up at the telecommunications room not far away.
"Your Excellency, Commander, we have news..." The operator rushed in like a storm and reported solemnly.
"An urgent call from the Aviation Command...the first wave of aircraft they sent did not complete the bombing mission..."
"A total of nine aircraft were lost, and only three aircraft returned successfully..."
"They asked for instructions whether to send a second wave of planes..."
Okamura Neiji very much hoped for a surprise, but it didn't happen. He sighed and replied with disappointment: "The failure of the first round of air strikes was completely expected."
"This is the first flying group formed by the Eighth Route Army. We will definitely protect them like a treasure."
"It will definitely be very difficult to break through the air defense firepower around the airport, destroy the flight group, and blow up the Chenjiazhuang Airport."
"But no matter how difficult it is, we must keep fighting."
"The flying group caused us huge losses in the first battle."
"If this air force continues to exist and its combat effectiveness becomes stronger and stronger, the losses it will cause us in the future will definitely be unprecedented, and it will become increasingly difficult to eliminate them."
"They must be eliminated before they have fully formed their combat effectiveness."
"Tell the Aviation Command: Destroy Chenjiazhuang Airport at all costs and kill the first flying regiment of the Eighth Route Army."
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"Buzz buzz..."
A little Japanese plane is like an eagle that has found its prey, plunging into the thick smoke blocking the eyes.
In the blink of an eye, you can have a panoramic view of the situation on the ground.
Most of the Eighth Route Army's anti-aircraft firepower was focused on other aircraft, with only a few light and heavy machine guns staring at itself.
The pilot saw this as an opportunity.
He spotted a camouflaged plane on the ground and swooped over... dropped a bomb...
"Rumble..."
The aerial bomb hit the side of the plane and exploded. Although it did not hit the target, the powerful explosive force still destroyed the plane.
"Rumble..."
The pilot had just pulled the control stick and piloted the plane to climb to a high altitude, when the second explosion reached the pilot's ears.
When he turned around, he saw the plane he was targeting exploding.
This scene made the Japanese pilots more certain that they had destroyed an aircraft. Little did they know that what had just exploded was an explosive package hidden in a wooden plane by engineers, in order to confuse the little Japanese pilots.
When the pilot quickly returned to high altitude, he quickly reported to the squadron leader via radio the results of blowing up an aircraft.
"Sir, I just successfully destroyed an Eighth Route Army aircraft under the cover of other fighter planes..."
The Japanese squadron leader was worried about how he would complete the bombing mission under ground anti-aircraft fire. The report from his subordinates instantly opened his mind.
He quickly asked into the radio: "Are you sure the one you blew up was really an Eighth Route Army plane?"
"Your position is confirmed..." The subordinate's reply quickly came from the radio headset.
"There was a second explosion on the plane, and I saw it clearly."
