When the hum of engines sounded in the sky, both sides fighting on the battlefield heard it.
The soldiers of the 10th Regiment of the Japanese Army were naturally cheering. In their general understanding, in today's China, the only aircraft that can fly in the sky are the aircraft of the Japanese Empire. Now that their air support is coming, those on the opposite side
The Eighth Route Army, which was as smelly and hard as stones in the toilet, was destined to die.
The expressions of the commanders and soldiers at all levels of the Eighth Route Army also changed. Over the years of dealing with the Japanese army, they had suffered a lot from the Japs' planes. No matter what the battle situation was, as soon as the Japs' planes came, the only thing they could do was
Find a bunker and hide, there is no other way.
Fortunately, the two sides are now in a melee, and the Japanese planes can't do anything to them for the time being, but it's not a problem to have Japanese planes always hovering overhead.
Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang were in a state of confusion. They had sent a telegram to Gao Hongming for help, but it was still unknown whether Gao Hongming would send a plane for support. After all, it was the first time for them to get on a sedan chair and the first time to call for air support.
, I don’t know what the regulations are.
Just when the two of them were in a state of confusion, the planes in the sky finally flew over their heads, and these planes did not fly high enough for people on the ground to see them clearly.
The plane arrived so suddenly that both sides who were fighting on the ground stopped fighting and raised their heads to look at the sky.
This is a biplane. It doesn't look very big and flies very slowly. The huge blue sky and white sun on both sides of the wings are clearly visible.
After seeing the badges on the wings clearly, a burst of cheers erupted from the ground. Different from the anxious mood just now, the morale of the Eighth Route Army soldiers was greatly boosted at this time, although the soldiers did not know that these aircraft were their own.
They were summoned by the regiment commander, but they understood a simple truth, that is, these planes belonged to their own people. On the other hand, the Japanese army was rarely panicked.
However, the planes in the sky didn't care about this. After the fleet circled in the sky for two times, six planes immediately broke away from the formation and began to dive towards the rear of the Japanese army.
The nose of the fighter plane kept flashing machine gun fire, long tongues of flame spitting out, and a sharp orange flame shot down from the plane.
The dense rain of bullets opened up bloody passages among the Japanese troops at the very close range.
As the two sides were engaged in a melee, although it was not the turn of the Japanese troops at the rear to participate, the formation was already extremely dense. Along with the sound of gunfire, patches of blood mist appeared on the ground. Countless Japanese troops rolled on the road after being shot.
The dense bullets hit the road violently, even causing large amounts of snow and mud to fly up.
A Japanese lieutenant who was directing the battle was shot. The 12.7mm bullet slanted from the left chest to the back, piercing all the flesh and bones, and a large leaking hole was opened in the front and back of the body.
The other Japanese soldier next to him had slightly better luck. He was only shot in the right arm, but the powerful bullet destroyed his shoulder. Such injuries only meant that he could live longer.
Naturally, this fleet is the newly arrived wave 2 fleet flown by Huang Kebiao and a group of student pilots.
Although this old-fashioned aircraft lagged behind the average level of this era in terms of flight speed and altitude, it took advantage of the unsuspecting Japanese army that had no anti-aircraft weapons.
After the six planes that attacked in the first wave fired a round, their wings trembled, and the two 150-kilogram bombs hanging on the belly broke away from their hooks and hit the ground heavily.
"Boom boom..."
A series of huge explosions instantly resounded throughout the sky. In an instant, a huge shock wave mixed with countless steel fragments suddenly swept across the earth. All the Japanese troops within a radius of one or two hundred meters were shrouded in huge thick smoke, and countless gravel and soil towered into the sky.
It rose up, and finally fell down overwhelmingly. With the explosion, the earth seemed to be shaking.
No matter how elite the 10th Regiment was, they were knocked upside down by the sudden bombing and were thrown into chaos for a while.
Although the Independent Regiment was far away from the explosion point, they still felt the ground shaking under their feet under the violent explosion, and many people were even shaken and fell.
However, Li Yulong's skill in lowering the hand was quite stable. He grabbed Zhao Gang who almost fell down and said, "Damn it, this round of bombs was thrown too hard. At least one or two hundred of the little devils will die."
Bar?"
"I estimate there are at least 300 people." Zhao Gang took Li Yunlong's arm and stood up. Looking at the thick smoke rising a mile away, he sighed: "In the past, when our independent regiment encountered the Japanese plane, we
Like a mouse, we can only hide in a bunker, but now we can also call in planes to bomb the little devils, what a fucking turn of events."
Li Yunlong smiled proudly, "Old Zhao, you damn girl have learned to use foul language."
Zhao Gang was startled, then his face turned red, and he became angry and said: "I didn't learn it from you, I was taught bad things by you, do you know?"
Li Yunlong then thought of something: "By the way, Lao Zhao, since the plane is here, we don't need to fight with the little devil. Hurry up and get out!"
"That's right... I tell you to retreat quickly!" Zhao Gang also woke up and quickly ordered a retreat.
"Monk, stop fighting, you damn girl, and retreat quickly!"
As the retreat bugle sounded, the Eighth Route Army soldiers withdrew like a tide.
It stands to reason that the two sides were in a melee, so it would not be so easy to retreat. However, at this time, the Japanese army was being bombed, and everyone was confused and distracted by the planes in the sky. Although many officers found that the Eighth Route Army was retreating
, was unable to spare the energy to intercept for a while, and was actually withdrawn by the independent regiment. By the time the officers of the 10th Regiment discovered it, it was already too late.
When the independent regiment withdrew to its original position, the correspondent who was looking for him all over the world came to him panting with a radio weighing dozens of kilograms on his back, "Captain...I finally found you. We just contacted the sky."
fleet, their commander requested to speak to you."
Li Yunlong quickly took the microphone and said loudly: "I am Li Yunlong, the leader of the independent regiment. I would like to thank the friendly forces for their timely support."
Along with a rustle, a young voice sounded on the microphone: "Hello, Commander Li, I am Huang Kebiao, the temporary commander of the cadet formation of the Liantai County Flying Brigade. We have been ordered to support your unit. Now our unit is still stranded in the air for half a day.
If you need support, please ask in time, we will return in half an hour."
Li Yunlong hurriedly said: "Brother, thank your regimental commander for me. I have no other request. It's just that the Japs' artillery is so annoying. Can you blow up the Japs' artillery positions?"
The other party was silent for a while, and after a while Huang Kebiao's crisp voice rang out again, "Of course, as you wish!"