"Another one flew back! Oh my god! Half of the nose of the plane was knocked off! Only one engine is running!" The ground staff watched in surprise as a staggering transport plane insisted on returning and slowly landed at the airport, waiting for rescue for a long time.
The car immediately rushed towards the location where the transport plane landed.
"Today is the return flight again. Does it seem that the damage to the transport aircraft is very serious?" Huang Huaimin asked uncertainly. Since the transport mission was carried out, the transport aircraft has been attacked by Japanese planes several times. In less than five days, five of them were scrapped.
A C-47 transport aircraft lost more than 20 crew members. Such losses have never happened since the establishment of the Dalian-Taiwan Flying Group.
"Although all the transport planes are back, our squadron has lost another young man." A fighter squadron leader said sadly.
"This is war!" Huang Huaimin turned to look at the squadron leader with a particularly solemn expression, "Some of our national army brothers in Zhongtiao Mountain are dying every day, and their number is hundreds of times that of ours."
The squadron leader stopped talking. He couldn't say that the life of a pilot was worth more than an infantryman. If he really said that, he would be beaten.
"Repair the aircraft immediately, and we will continue to transport troops tomorrow." Huang Huaimin turned around and walked down the spiral staircase of the tower with an expressionless face. No matter how great the losses were, the transportation would never stop.
Xi'an Airport
This airport, which used to be home to two or three big cats and kittens, has now almost turned into a military camp. Everywhere you look, there are soldiers in full gear, and large animal-powered vehicles carrying supplies back and forth.
From three days ago to now, this airport has transported three regiments of troops and dozens of tons of arms and supplies to Zhongtiao Mountain, and those transport planes have brought one wounded person and troops returning from completing defensive tasks.
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Beside a runway, He Yingqin, Sun Lianzhong, Li Tiejun, Guo Jiqiao and other senior generals from the First World War Zone stood aside, looking at the medical staff hurriedly carrying out the seriously injured people from the C-47 transport plane parked on the runway.
Solemnly, everyone turned their attention to him only when a colonel with a bandage on his arm walked up to them.
"Dear sirs, Guo Huai, the commander of the 234th Regiment of the 196th Division of the 76th Army, has returned from completing his mission. Sir, please give me instructions!"
Looking at the colonel who was covered in dust and still had colorful decorations on his arms, Li Tiejun could hardly believe that this was the same subordinate who was still in high spirits when he set out three days ago.
He quickly stepped forward and took Guo Huai's hand, and looked him up and down, "Lao Guo, you've only been here a few days, how come you're like this?"
Guo Huai smiled bitterly: "Military seat, it's good to be able to come back in one piece, what else can you be dissatisfied with?"
After that, he pointed to the wounded and soldiers behind him who had just got off the plane: "Have you seen that, compared to these brothers, the department is already very lucky."
Li Tiejun's expression changed, "Guo Huai, did Tang Huaiyuan and others deliberately let you die? Tell me and I will vent my anger on you!"
"That's not true. Don't get me wrong, Commander." Guo Huai quickly waved his hand: "Our regiment has become like this because the battle was too brutal and sluggish. It has nothing to do with Commander Tang."
"Then tell me, how many people from your group have returned?"
Guo Huai's expression was slightly astringent, and he whispered: "When our group went there, there were 2,357 people, and we came back with 1,274 people, including 675 people who were lightly or seriously injured."
"What?"
As soon as Guo Huai's words came out, even He Yingqin and others who had been silent next to him all exclaimed in surprise.
"In less than three days, nearly half of a regiment suffered casualties. How brutal was this battle?"
Seeing the expressions of He Yingqin and others, Guo Huai thought that the officers did not believe it or doubted the combat effectiveness of their regiment, so he quickly explained: "Sirs, this is not because the staff and others are greedy for life and fear of death, but the Japanese offensive is too fierce.
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Not only did they launch regiment-level attacks at every turn, but they also mobilized aircraft and heavy artillery to attack our positions. This is the reason why our regiment suffered heavy casualties."
Li Tiejun frowned and said, "What about the Japanese army? What are their casualties?"
Speaking of this, Guo Huai's originally somewhat gloomy spirit was shocked: "Although we suffered heavy casualties, the Japs were not much better. In the past two days alone, the bodies left behind by the Japs in Guojialing were no less than five or six hundred.
If we add the wounded, it will be even more."
"Five or six hundred?"
As soon as Guo Huai said this, not only He Yingqin and others were shocked, but even Li Tiejun's expression became a little strange.
One is that there are thousands of casualties, and the other is only five to six hundred. At first glance, it sounds like the 234th Regiment has suffered a big loss, but to the ears of He Yingqin and others, it is absolutely awesome to be able to achieve such a casualty exchange ratio.
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You must know that since the war began, due to China's national strength and the quality of its individual soldiers, the Chinese army has rarely won.
Even in the Taierzhuang victory, the Chinese army killed and injured more than 20,000 Japanese soldiers at the cost of more than 50,000 casualties. It has been hailed as one of the greatest victories on the frontal battlefield since the Anti-Japanese War.
During the Anti-Japanese War, the national army generals had an unwritten rule.
In the battle against the Japanese aggressors, a casualty ratio of 4:1 is considered a victory, 5:1 is considered a tie, and even 6:1 is not unacceptable. So this is why He Yingqin and others actually fought when Guo Huaimin heard that their regiment
That’s why the casualty ratio of 2:1 is so surprising.
"good!"
He Yingqin couldn't help but shouted loudly and patted Guo Huai heavily on the shoulder: "Well done, Commander Guo. I will send someone to verify the situation later. If what you said is true, I will personally report to the Chairman for you."
Please take credit!”
Sun Lianzhong and others around him also nodded. If every battle can achieve a casualty ratio of 2:1, let alone a mere 234th regiment, even if it takes out the entire first battle zone, it will be a huge profit.
There are only as many people in Japan as there are in China. Let alone two for one, even three for one or even four for one is not a loss.
"Thank you, sir!"
Guo Huai quickly thanked He Yingqin, and then said with some embarrassment: "However, the reason why our regiment can achieve such a casualty ratio is not all the credit of all the soldiers of the 234th Regiment. The staff dare not take the credit of God."
Everyone looked at each other with astonishing expressions.
Li Tiejun smiled and said: "Oh... I'm just telling you, when did your 234th regiment become so powerful that you could have such a casualty ratio with the Japanese? Tell me, who helped you?"
Guo Huai pondered for a moment, "If this was the battle at Guojialing, what impressed the staff the most was the artillery support and air support from the Liantai Militia.
After the staff came to Guojialing to garrison, the Liantai Militia Corps assigned two liaison officers to our regiment. Once we encountered danger, we could directly call for artillery support, and the support was all heavy artillery with a caliber of 155 mm.
To be honest, without the heavy artillery support of the Liantai Militia Regiment, the more than 2,000 troops of the 234th Regiment would not be able to withstand the Japanese coalition-level offensive."