Upon hearing the request for air support from the 10th Regiment, Neji Okamura did not speak, but looked at Yoshio Shinozuka. He believed that Yoshio Shinozuka and others knew what to do.
But what surprised him was that Shinozuka Yoshio did not immediately order the dispatch of aircraft for support, but frowned, which also made Okamura Neji feel a little bad.
Sure enough, Shinozuka Yoshio smiled bitterly and said to him: "Your Excellency Okamura, I'm really sorry. Just two days ago, Chinese planes attacked Taiyuan Airport at night. The 21st Flying Team was severely damaged, and most of the airport
The aircraft have been destroyed and the runway of the airport has been damaged. Now there is no way to dispatch aircraft to support the 10th Wing."
"Nani? Taiyuan Airport was bombed, how is this possible?" Ichiro Miyamoto couldn't help but exclaimed, "When did the Chinese have the strength to bomb the Imperial Airport?"
Before the July 7th Incident, the Chinese Air Force had a total of more than 300 aircraft. In the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, it was inextricably linked with the Japanese Army Air Force, and there were even victories such as the 8.14 victory. However, the good times did not last long. As time went by, the Chinese Air Force
The weaknesses of no heavy industry were fully exposed.
A few years later, the original more than 300 fighter planes were quickly lost and lost the ability to fight the Japanese army. The few remaining fighter planes could only hide in frustration. Now Yoshio Shinozuka actually said that Taiyuan Airport
Being attacked by the Chinese Air Force and unable to support the 10th Wing, Neji Okamura was greatly surprised.
After hearing the news, Neji Okamura's expression immediately turned serious. As an excellent general, he is naturally extremely sensitive to air power. He knew that a unit with or without air support would have almost no impact on the improvement of combat effectiveness.
There is an essential difference.
He immediately asked: "What about other airports? Is it possible to fly there from other airports?"
Yoshio Shinozuka shook his head: "Other airports are not impossible, but the number of planes at those airports is not only small, but also too far away from Xiaolongling. Even if they can barely reach it, they can only stay in the air for more than ten minutes. Such support can only
It can be said to be a drop in the bucket."
Okamura Neji fell silent.
Okabe Naosaburo suddenly said: "Commander Okamura, I heard that the empire has a new Zero fighter. This aircraft not only has excellent performance, but also has a very long range. Send a batch to us? If the First Army has
With this fighter aircraft, you no longer have to worry about insufficient aircraft range."
"Okabe-kun is quite well informed." Okamura glanced at him with some surprise, "The Zero fighter is indeed a new fighter aircraft produced by the empire, but because this aircraft has just been put into production, the output is still very rare.
We can only give priority to supplying the navy and some important areas. If the First Army wants equipment, it is estimated that it will have to wait until June or even the end of this year."
"June?" Okabe Naosaburo shook his head after hearing this: "No... this is too slow."
Okamura Neiji explained: "Okabe-kun, there is nothing we can do about this. We must focus on the overall situation. Moreover, the main direction of the empire's attack on China is still in the Changsha area. In other places, the status quo is still maintained, so the first
If the military wants to equip new fighters, it will have to wait."
Not only did Okamura Neiji's words not make Okabe Naosaburo feel relieved, but he actually sneered: "It's okay to let us wait for a few months, but I don't know if the 10th Regiment can wait until that time?"
As soon as he said this, Okamura Neji also frowned...
"boom……"
A 105-caliber artillery shell landed less than fifty meters away from Li Yunlong. With a huge explosion, Li Yunlong followed the sound and saw that several Eighth Route Army soldiers who were shooting at the Japanese army not far away had been densely packed.
Swallowed by smoke and flames.
"You bastard little devil, I'm going to fuck your grandma!" Li Yunlong's eyes were filled with tears. The battle had lasted for almost two hours, and the Japanese artillery fire still showed no sign of stopping.
Because the Independent Regiment blocked the attack in a hurry, they started fighting without even constructing simple temporary fortifications. Under the fierce Japanese artillery fire, the casualties skyrocketed. In just over two hours, the Independent Regiment had suffered more than 100 casualties.
While Li Yunlong was cursing, he also found Zhao Gang, "Old Zhao, the little devil's Kwantung Army is indeed well-deserved. It is much stronger than the garrison in Shanxi. We are too passive if we continue to fight like this."
At this time, Zhao Gang hid behind a back slope and slowly poked his head out, raised the 38 cap and pulled the trigger forward.
"Eight hooks..."
There was only a crisp sound, and a Japanese soldier three hundred meters away, with only half of his body exposed and aiming a grenade in this direction, leaned back without saying a word and fell to the ground.
"Good fight!" Li Yunlong couldn't help but admired when he saw this.
After Zhao Gang finished shooting, he retreated to the back slope again, took out bullets from the ammunition box on his waist and reloaded the rifle.
Li Yunlong saw this and said displeasedly: "Old Zhao, did you hear what I said?"
"I heard that." Zhao Gang said angrily: "You are the commander of the regiment, and you are responsible for military affairs. Why do you come here to ask me?"
"Isn't this a very important matter?" Li Yunlong said helplessly: "The enemy's artillery fire was too fierce. In less than two hours, we lost a company. If we continue to fight like this, whether we can last until night is a question.
I want to lead the whole group to charge and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the little devils, what do you think?"
"Hand-to-hand combat?" Zhao Gang couldn't help shaking his hands, "Old Li, this is no joke, you have to think about it? Once this thing starts, there will be no way out. Maybe the independent group will all
You have to explain it here."
Those who have not experienced the cruelty of hand-to-hand combat cannot understand it. It is definitely not an exaggeration to describe it as life-for-life. Moreover, once it starts, there is no way out. It can be said that there is no end until death.
If the entire group really wants to engage in hand-to-hand combat, maybe the entire independent group will have to explain it here today.
Li Yunlong was also helpless, "Old Zhao, I won't launch a full regiment charge if I can, but the Japs' artillery fire is so fierce that our few mortars alone can't beat them."
You decide for yourself, should you hide here and be slowly blown up by the Japs with artillery fire, or should you fight vigorously with the Japs for a way out?"
Zhao Gang was silent for a long time, and finally nodded slowly, "Okay, now that you have decided, I support you."
"Tick-tick-tick...dah-tick-tock..."
Soon, an enthusiastic charge sounded from the battlefield.
With the sound of the charge horn, an Eighth Route Army soldier jumped up from his hiding place, rows of sharp bayonets flashing coldly in the cold wind. The troops rushed onto the road like a tide, and in an instant, the crowd in yellow military uniforms
and the crowd in gray military uniforms huddled together.